"Living ancestors, people are coming..."

Two steps quickly, Songling curtsy.

"Ok"

The living ancestor responded indifferently, his arms stretched lightly.

"Find a place to do it myself... I'll talk about it after I finish painting this picture..."

Song Ling smiled lightly, beckoning Ling Luoyu to sit down and offer her a cup of hot tea.

"There is no good tea in a small mountain and wild place, please don't dislike the girl..."

"My sister was joking. It is my blessing to Ling Luoyu to get a cup of tea from my ancestors..."

"Ling Luoyu?!"

The living ancestor's hand suddenly paused.

"This last name is very rare..."

"Ling Luoyu dare not hide it, I come from outside the Protoss!!"

With the experience of living ancestors, you can penetrate too many things at a glance.

Rather than being exposed by him and embarrassing himself, it is better to take the initiative to spit things out and watch the changes.

Song Ling looked sideways, but Yun Danfeng glanced at her lightly.

The living ancestor's pen continued to fall: "Outside the Protoss... I didn't expect that nowadays, there are still channels that can be connected! I thought that all the channels in this world have been closed!!"

"There are no absolutes in the world, the living ancestors just didn't want to think of it as complicated, not unexpected!!"

Ling Luoyu carried the tea and walked towards the living ancestor leisurely, his eyes locked on his cheeks, wanting to find out what the living ancestor looked like.

In the candlelight, his face was not as old as she had imagined, but as handsome.

The sword eyebrow enters the temple, the peach blossom eyes are long and narrow, the nose peak is firm, and the thin lips are slight.

Although he did not look up, the living ancestor still seemed to have guessed her thoughts.

"Why? Do you feel that you are a little disappointed not to see a dead old man?!"

"The living ancestor laughed again..."

Ling Luoyu concealed the astonishment in his eyes, exclaimed in his heart

How did these people manage to maintain their beauty!

From the demon **** to the devil god, and now to the ancestors who lived in the Tang ancestors, all the immortals are so beautiful? !

In comparison, Mo Xuanchen was a baby at their age.

As for her, she is a newborn.

The living ancestor finally raised his head and glanced at her, but continued to paint with his head down.

Ling Luoyu discovered at this time that what he was painting turned out to be a picture of a woman without a face.

"Living ancestor, who are you painting this?!"

Before Ling Luoyu's words were over, Song Ling's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Miss Ling, didn't you say that you have "Pill King"?!"

"Oh"

Ling Luoyu was so smart that he realized that he had asked a question that shouldn't be asked, and he responded naturally.

"Yes indeed"

"What about "Pill King"? Take it out and let the living ancestors identify it..."

Ling Luoyu glanced at the living ancestor, and seeing that he had no reaction, he took out "Pill King" and put it in front of the living ancestor.

I know, he didn't even look at it.

"Song Ling!"

"Yes!!"

Songling stepped forward and took the "Pill King".

The moment she started playing "Pill King", her eyes changed slightly, and she took a meaningful look at Ling Luoyu before opening.

Ling Luoyu somewhat understood.

To co-author the authenticity of "Pill King", there is no need for a living ancestor.

However, it doesn't matter who authenticated, as long as there is a final result.

Songling turned from the first page to the last page very seriously.

"Living ancestor..."

She gently raised her hand and closed "Pill King".