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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.

blinked and asked curiously, “What

someone come to pack up Uncle

to dance with Uncle Cloud and rip

to see the world. tomorrow. Lilly is also a little girl. She cannot live in the same room

sweetly and

his heart: He is

to the room, Lilly asked, “Will

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Lilly to

When she stopped, she found that the room where she and her ancestors were now could

even

now.”

tea and drank tea

of the night, someone

the owner of the clothing store during the

vaguely visible, but in Lilly’s eyes it was nothing, she could see it

a low voice, “Ancestor, why

naive! He has no idea about the killings between ghost cultivators. You have

Lilly, “Oh!”

and then asked, “Do we need to add some drama for him? For example, pack him

Ancestor, “…?”

their biological descendent or was she a ruthless

spirits and quickly entered the

some doubts in their eyes –

ducked into Cloud’s room

of the clothing

with her other hand and said to herself, “Two evil ghosts, one ghost

“It’s a big enough

and evil ghosts in the human world was a kind of cultivation in itself. Although it was not