The living ancestors responded calmly, and their arms spread gently.
"Find a place to do it yourself I'll wait until I finish painting this picture... "
Songling chuckles and greets Ling Luoyu to sit down and offer her a cup of hot tea.
"There is no good tea in the small mountain area. Please don't dislike it..."
"My sister is joking. It's my good fortune to have a cup of tea from my ancestors..."
"Ling Luoyu?"
The living ancestor's hand was stunned.
"This surname is very rare..."
"Ling Luoyu doesn't dare to hide it. I come from outside the protoss!"
With the experience of living ancestors, you can see through too many things at a glance.
Instead of being exposed and embarrassed by him, it's better to take the initiative to spit things out and watch them change.
Songling side eyes, just look at her.
The living ancestor's pen continued to drop: "beyond the protoss Did not expect nowadays, there are channels to connect! I thought that all the passageways in the world have been closed up already
"There is no absolute thing in the world. The living ancestors just don't think about it so complicated, not that they didn't think of it!"
Ling Luoyu, with tea in his hand, walked leisurely toward the living ancestor. His eyes locked on his cheek, hoping to find out what the living ancestor looked like.
Under the candlelight, his face is not so old as she imagined, but can be described as beautiful.
The sword eyebrow enters the temple, the peach blossom eye is narrow and long, the nose peak is firm, the thin lip is tiny.
Although there is no head up, but the living ancestor still seems to have guessed her mind.
"What? Do you think it's a little disappointed that I didn't see a chicken skin and hairy old immortal? "
"The living ancestors are joking again..."
Ling Luoyu covered up the surprise of his eyes and marveled in his heart --
How did these people stay on their faces!
From the demon God to the demon God, now to the Tang Dynasty, the ancestors of life, one by one, are so beautiful?!