Holding the screenwriting rights of the latest remake of "The Chronicle of the Mountain and Moon", Liu Yuyou has much confidence to go home.

When I entered the house, I felt that the atmosphere was extremely strange, Liu Yufei rushed up and grabbed her arm, and whispered nervously: "Sister, the eldest brother seems to be mentally cured, and he doesn't talk nonsense anymore, and he keeps telling us that he is mentally ill and not crazy." ”

Liu Yuyou felt a little uneasy in her heart, what did Bai Chuwei do? Is her mentally ill big brother fine?

Liu Yuyou took Liu Yufei cautiously to the outside of the eldest brother Liu Zheng's room, and peeked inside through the window.

There were servants and housekeepers accompanying Liu Zheng, who was sitting on the bed reading a book, looking focused.

If it weren't for the toys of seven or eight-year-old children in his house, he would not have been mentally ill.

Liu Yuyou chuckled in her heart, and pulled the worried Liu Yufei to leave quietly, without alarming the eldest brother, she sneered and said, "He said that he is not sick, so he is really not sick?" Psychopaths like to say they're not sick. ”

Liu Yuyou smiled slightly: "I also said that I am not sick, it seems that my eldest brother is even sicker, so send him to a mental hospital in the past two days." ”

Liu Yufei shuddered by these words, and couldn't help but stretch out his thumb: "Sister, high moves." ”

When I entered the psychiatric hospital, I knew what it meant to call the heavens and the earth to be ineffective.

It's not psychosis, it has to be made mentally ill, right?

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Outside the window, the night was thick, the desk was full of bright incandescent lights, Xueqiu turned off the handheld computer, and sat on the side looking at Bai Chuwei with a strange expression.

The old ancestor poured a bunch of treasures out of the space bag, and any one of them could become the treasure of the sect.

There are practice cheats, there are spirit stones that the ancestors are reluctant to use, and there are some elixirs and spiritual weapons.

Snowball has no doubt that this pile of stuff can buy half of Europe.

Bai Chuwei was full of interest, took the brush and lightly dipped it in vermilion spiritual ink, opened a book of cultivation secrets, and annotated beautiful small characters on the side.

Snowball squeaked, "Ancestor, this is much simpler than the obscure Recipe for Eternal Life, he can understand it." ’

Bai Chuwei didn't raise her head, continued to annotate beside her, and said casually: "Then I annotate, he can see it at a glance and practice faster." ”

Snowball: '......'

It's over, its position as the number one in the hearts of the ancestors is really going to be unkept.

If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, forget it, the ancestor didn't sleep in the first place, why didn't he go to alchemy when he had this time??!

Refining it is a thousands, hundreds of elixirs, it's not fragrant!

Xueqiu was sad and indignant, thinking that it had been by the side of the ancestor for twenty years, and this year was the twenty-first year, but it couldn't compare to Mr. Duan?

Xueqiu depressedly turned her back to Bai Chuwei, waiting for a long time to find out...... The Ancestor was so engrossed that he didn't notice what it was doing.

Snowball was holding a small cucumber and nibbling on it, his cheeks bulging, and he suddenly squeaked, "Old Ancestor, in fact, I have a better and faster way to make his cultivation soar!" ’

Bai Chuwei paused the pen in her hand and looked at the snowball with interest: "Oh? ”

Snowball triumphantly: 'Double cultivation. ’

Bai Chuwei's eyes flickered, sighed, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Hey, the key is that he won't let me sleep." ”

The old ancestor touched his chin and couldn't help but start reflecting on himself.

Could it be that she was too obvious before, giving Duan Feihan a kind of "The old ancestor just wants to prostitute you for nothing, what's the matter?" "Feelings?