How is this possible? Even if you have been cultivating since birth in the late summer, this is only eighteen years of hard work, right?

How is it possible to collect so many things in eighteen years?

"Late summer, these things ......" Su Tingdai was stunned for a while before turning his head to look at late summer.

"I'm sorry, grandpa, but there are some things I can't tell you yet." Late summer directly interrupted Su Ting's words and looked at Su Ting apologetically.

She knew what Su Ting wanted to ask, there were a lot of things here, which naturally made people suspicious.

But she couldn't tell Su Ting about her life and death twice now, so she could only look at him apologetically.

"I understand, don't worry, I won't ask about this matter in the future, and I won't tell anyone else."

Su Ting saw the seriousness of Late Summer, he knew that many things could not be said easily, since Late Summer couldn't tell him if he said it, it meant that these things couldn't be said casually.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Late summer bows respectfully.

Su Ting looked at the things around him, these things were taken out casually, they were all rare magic weapons.

I really don't know where they got these treasures in the late summer.

In the late summer, Su Ting was very interested in looking around here, so he was not in a hurry, picked up a book, sat on the soft couch next to him and read it.

Maybe it's because of the blood of cultivating immortals in his bones, Su Ting seems to be very interested in these things, and if he sees something he doesn't understand, he will ask Late Xia, and Late Summer will naturally explain it to him.

There are some things that are not useful to Late Summer, but Su Ting is very interested, and Late Summer is directly given to Su Ting.

Of course, there are many dangerous items in it, and even if you don't use it in late summer, you can't give it to him.

"Granddaughter, what is this for?" Su Ting suddenly picked up a pen and looked at Late Summer in confusion.

"Grandpa, don't move." Late Summer looked up at Su Ting, and when she saw the pen in Su Ting's hand, she stood up suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Su Ting looked at the nervous expression of late summer and stood there motionless.

"It's okay, grandpa, don't move, trust me."

Late summer raised his hand to stop Su Ting, and Su Ting just stood there stunned with a big brush.

Late Summer hurriedly walked over and carefully took out the pen from Su Ting's hand.

He carefully put it into the box on the side, and under Su Ting's gaze, he closed the box.

"Granddaughter, what is this? Is it dangerous to be so careful? Su Ting looked at Wan Xia so carefully, and after she finished everything, she asked in a low voice.

"Grandpa, do you remember what this place is?" After closing the box in late summer, an enchantment was set up on it, so that no one would accidentally take it out next time.

"Yes." Su Ting nodded.

Of course he knew what this place was, and he had been guarding it for a while.

"Then do you remember that the ancestors said that those tombs were buried with whom?"

Late summer turned his head to look at Su Ting, Su Ting did not hesitate and nodded.

This is something they have to keep in their hearts, how can they forget?

"Granddaughter, I know all the things you asked, what does this have to do with this pen?"

Su Ting looked at Late Summer very puzzled, and Late Summer looked at the box.

"This thing belongs to one of them, and it can change the surrounding environment with a wave, or an ocean, or a sea of fire."

Late Xia explained lightly, and Su Ting was suddenly frightened and retreated.

Late summer looked at Su Ting and swallowed his saliva in fright, and sighed helplessly.

(End of chapter)