Luo Yun suddenly jumped up. "Are you questioning my judgment?"

"No, no!" Fang Yi hurriedly spread out the unusual bamboo slips and tried to argue, "I didn’t see any witchcraft when I came! This is just a secular classics … "
While Xiao Luoyun waved and glanced at the bamboo slips, pointing to himself. "Are you saying that ShiShu is blind? Don’t forget that Uncle Shi’s third eye is really eye-catching. "
Fang Yi suddenly cried and laughed. "It’s not that my brother didn’t mean that!"
"Hum ~!" Luo Yun said with a straight face that he was very uncomfortable with this little nephew. "Then you must think it’s not good for martial uncle to pester me, right?"
Fang Yi felt that she could no longer speak, so she fell into … silence.
I didn’t think of Luoyun, but I raised my eyebrows and snorted. "Ha ~ I guessed it!"
Fang Yi was dumbfounded. "I really didn’t see witchcraft if it wasn’t ShiShu …"
Luo Yun asked, "Since it’s not witchcraft, why don’t you watch it suddenly?"
Fang Yi replied without hesitation, "Because of your question?"
"Don’t you watch when I talk?" Luoyun shook his head and sighed repeatedly. "Ah ~ you can’t stand such a little interference. Even if you really don’t see witchcraft, your heart is not quiet, and it is easy to breed demons …"
Luoyun was talking about his fallacies and heresies, but suddenly he found that this little nephew fell silent again.
He suddenly asked curiously, "Why don’t you talk again? Hum ~ I must have been right! "
Fang Yi couldn’t bear suffering. Nai said bitterly, "Martial Uncle, if you decide that my brother wants to see witchcraft, then I have nothing to say!"
"Hum ~" Luo Yun snorted clearly. "I knew you would say that."
Bitter Fang Yi once again silently chose to look down.
Seeing this, Luo Yun said faintly, "Why don’t you talk again?"
Fang Yi looked up. "Uncle, I listen to you!"
"Didn’t you just talk?" Luo Yun frowned and thought, "Suddenly it must be guilty."
Fang Yi was surprised and gave birth to an endless feeling of death-limiting cycle!
He thought for a moment and then asked, "Didn’t you tell my brother not to be disturbed?"
"Hey ~" Luo Yun sighed deeply. "It turns out that Martial Uncle’s eyes are like hateful demons. It’s hard to interfere with Martial Uncle’s life. Is it wrong to chat with you?"
Fang Yi just quietly looked up at Luo Yun, who was talking to herself, and there was no expression …
But Luo Yun still sighs and laughs at himself. "Oh ~ Do you think ShiShu is very annoying? Hey ~ the kid’s wings are hard when he grows up! When you get a Mahayana one day, you must be eager to leave us soon. "
See little ShiShu like some endless trend Fang Yi hurriedly frown way "how come? Even with the repair, even in Mahayana … "
Suddenly, he thought that he didn’t even fix his fart, and suddenly woke up. "Eh? ! Uncle Shi, are we going a little far? "
But Luo Yun didn’t think so, but asked, "Do you think ShiShu is talking nonsense with you? Hmm ~ Do you really want to cultivate the Mahayana Venerable? "
Fang Yi suddenly a face of nai "ShiShu this is still far away for me"
"Hum ~" Luo Yun shook his head and snorted. "You are not strong yet. Are you going to celebrate when you repair Mahayana?
Fang Yi thought for a moment and suddenly felt that Shi Shu was right. "That’s for sure!"
"Sure enough!" Luo Yun said with a straight face, "Aren’t you glad that Xiu can surpass us?"
"You misunderstood!" Fang Yi hurriedly explained, "How many Mahayana people can there be in Shanhai? Of course we should celebrate …! "
Luoyun looked disappointed and shook his head again and again. "Don’t explain it again. I don’t want to listen to it any more. I can’t blame you … you have become like this because I am lax in supervising ShiShu! Hey ~ inverse acts "
"Well ~! ! !” Fang Yi was shocked and begged, "Uncle Shi, don’t do this ~"
But Luo Yun sighed and looked back at Fang Yi with a melancholy face. "Well, let’s not talk about this. Why don’t you talk about what you want to see witchcraft?"
Fang Yi immediately nerve-racking! ….. In silence, he looked at the bamboo slips in his hand, and the nightmare was already circulating.
After lamenting in his heart, he came to a truth-‘It’s really difficult to read …!’
See this little nephew was silent again.

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