Chapter 3 Three sentences, let a Fu Xiu spend three million for me

Su Changluo poked Sang Luo, with a smile on the corner of his lips,

"Come back to your senses, little girl."

Sang Luo turned his head and looked at Su Changluo, his face expressionless,

"Uncle Shi, what's wrong?"

Su Changluo stretched out his hand and pulled her little face,

"Well, laugh one!"

Sang Luo pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying.

Seeing this, Su Changluo took out several books from the space ring and handed them to her secretly, speaking earnestly,

"Young people, read more books, don't look helpless when you encounter something."

Sang Luo took the books and raised his eyes to look at Su Changluo, who shook the white jade fan in his hand, with a look that I understand,

"I know that you are afraid that my apprentice's talent is too poor, and if you die too quickly, there will be no one to accompany you on the road to cultivating immortals, so you are forced to pretend to be like this and want to divorce him."

Sang Luo slowly typed a question mark on his head.

Su Changluo said again,

"Although my apprentice is congenitally deficient, but his understanding is excellent, I see that he can draw a talisman, no worse than your second senior brother, in the future, he will be a talisman cultivator, forging divine consciousness, it is not impossible to build a foundation and enter the avenue!"

"From now on, one of you two will draw talismans, and the other will hold a sword, and it will be a good conversation to go to the end of the world in style."

"Not to mention ......"

Su Changluo glanced at Sang Luo and said with disgust,

"You are a sword cultivator, you have no long things, you will die of poverty in the future, and if he draws talismans for you to sell for money, your life will be better."

Sanglu: "......"

Oh, she seems to be a little moved.

But then, she reacted, what is this?!

It is clear that this dog has increased her workload compared to the system, and then her resentful uncle has greatly increased the difficulty of her work, okay!

What kind of talisman sells to support her?!

Draw a pie properly!

"Fall girl, take advantage of it!"

But before Sang Luo's words could be spoken, Su Changluo smiled meaningfully at her,

"Take your junior brother to practice well, and if you raise it in the future, it's all yours."

With that, he disappeared where he was.

Sang Luo looked down at the books that Su Changluo had just stuffed into himself-

"Three Sentences, Let a Fu Xiu Spend Three Million for Me", "The Strongest Son-in-law: The Little Brother Counterattacks the Strongest Demon King", "One Hundred Methods of Attacking the Fu Xiu Brother", "Cultivating Love: What to Do if the Senior Brother Possesses Too Strong".

Sanglu: "......"

She suspected that Su Changluo was painting cakes for her.

Before Sang Luo was ready to face this killing god, a friend application came from the spirit jade-

[Fresh ninety-eight strains of Nanling Grass, please add you as a friend.] 】

Sang Luo was stunned for a moment, but then seemed to remember something, and hurriedly stuffed all the books that Uncle Resentment gave her into the storage bag, took the spiritual jade, and looked back at the young man under the begonia tree.

The afternoon sun slowly moved westward, the sunlight fell on the corner of the light cyan clothes through the leafy begonia leaves, the young man held his hands in front of his chest, leaned on the tree obliquely, and raised his eyes lazily, just to meet Sang Luo's eyes, so far, the smile in his eyes deepened,

"Senior sister... Through the friends. ”

Sang Luo's heartbeat skipped a beat, no wonder the original book said that Chu Yan was a phoenix and a dragon, and his face was like Song Yu, he could be regarded as the first beautiful man in the fourteen states of Cangwu, and he was really good-looking.

But then, remembering what this person did in the book, Sang Luo couldn't help but shudder in his back.

This old yin is more harmless than the laughter, and the more ruthless he is when he drags the little black house yin.

Shouldn't it be a big deal on the surface, but in fact, I'm secretly thinking of a way to yin her, right?