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Chapter 1295 What Kind Of Ancestor Are You?

It was a dark night in the underworld.

The wind was blowing, and all kinds of ghosts were crawling in darkness, shaking their heads and jumping

around.

Lilly and Cloud were lying on the window, looking at them in amazement.

Cloud, who had already fallen asleep, got up again and said, “It turns out that the underworld is so lively!”

This was the first time he had seen the “ghosts wailing and howling”, and he quickly got up to take a look.

It was really good, life in the underworld was interesting, and there were many ways for entertainment – there were ghosts who picked off their heads and shook it, some of them also picked off other people’s heads and shook them.

The ancestor closed the window with a bang and said angrily, “Go back to sleep.

The uncle and niece were not satisfied, with regretful expressions on their faces.

The ancestor felt tired again. How could we create opportunities for others if we did not sleep?

It was really hard to get robbed.

When Cloud wasn’t paying attention, the ancestor whispered, “No matter what happens later, don’t say anything, okay?”

He wanted to wait for Cloud to be robbed, and then save him when he was at his most desperate.

It was like teaching a child. He would not listen no matter how many times he was told not to touch the boiling kettle, and would only learn about it after being scalded.

What he had to do was to control the temperature of the “boiling water” so that he would be “scalded by ” just a little bit.

Then he knew that the underworld was not as easy as he thought. There were no laws after leaving Ghost Town, but he would be bored to spend all his life in Ghost Town.

and asked

to pack up Uncle Cloud and

Uncle Cloud

see the world. tomorrow. Lilly is also a

smiled sweetly

ancestor left the room and murmured in his heart: He is so naive, I

room, Lilly asked, “Will Uncle Cloud

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Lilly

the room where

didn’t even see

now.”

made tea and drank tea

the

owner of the clothing store

and their faces were vaguely visible, but in Lilly’s eyes it was nothing, she could see it clearly at a

low voice, “Ancestor, why did you

voice, “Uncle Cloud is still too naive! He has no idea about the killings between ghost cultivators. You have to let him experience

Lilly, “Oh!”

some drama for

Ancestor, “…?”

their biological descendent

spirits and quickly entered the room where

ghosts came out, with some doubts in their eyes – where were

ducked into

entering this time, there was some movement. The owner of the clothing store and the two evil spirits did not come out for a long

with her chin in her palm, she pinched her fingers with her other hand and said to herself, “Two evil

tea, “It’s a big enough lesson for Uncle

cultivation in itself. Although it was not as powerful as the ghost cultivators in the underworld who cultivated from scratch, the realm was