Live Broadcast: My Identity As A Fairy Cultivator Was Exposed By My Great-Granddaughter

After a few days of rest, Chen Xining finally got over. For some reason, people came to her one after another these days.

But they were all rejected by Hao Manning.

"I have been releasing pigeons these days, I don't know if fans will fry the pan." Chen Xining thought.

What she worries most is that the fans will not admit it. After all, she is not once or twice putting pigeons.

When the live broadcast was turned on, the live broadcast room was abnormally quiet, as if it were all zombie fans.

"Hello, how are the family...?" Chen Xining asked weakly, trying to determine whether it was a real person or a robot.

"Have everyone eaten?" Chen Xining asked again.

"I haven't eaten yet! Waiting for you to eat."

"I have been hungry for so many days, so I count on your meal operation to feed us!"

"Eating now, Zhedi, are you going to add food to me?"

"Please start your performance!"

"I don't have such a dish, OK!" Chen Xining said, making sure that the live broadcast room is a real person.

"When I have five kills, there are wonderful operations too!"

"Five kills? Don't you just have a hand!"

"Hey, fuck me, where's my hand?"

"Your wonderful operation, is there a wonderful one-handed hurdle hurdle?"

"Xiao Xi, before you say these things, please check if you have any numbers in your heart."

"Speaking of which, have we not seen the old man for several days?"

"Yeah! I haven't seen the old man show operation for so long, and I feel uncomfortable."

"Yeah, for so many days, why did you go, Xiao Xi? I forgot about it if I didn't talk about it."

"Telling it truthfully, isn't it lazy?"

"Upstairs, do you think the anchor needs to be lazy? People have billions of cash in their cards, even if they lie down every day, they can spend the year peacefully."

"It is said that the old man is really not bragging, he is really a big boss who can buy the palace of the courtyard house casually."

"My grandfather also boasted a lot of awesomeness back then, but none of them is true, the key is that he still believes it!"

"Laozi is laughing so hard, I will brag, do you want me to help? I can blow out three rooms and one hall for you."

"Envy a great grandfather like Xiao Xi."

"It's a real hammer, the old man is very mysterious."

"Yes, simply raise your hand and drop it, and a black duck egg can sell 1.3 billion soft sister coins."

"I think there was a black duck egg in my homework, and my head teacher asked me to take it back and cook it."

"and after?"

"Later, my homework was all black duck eggs."

"show!"

Chen Xining, who had just finished matching, took a moment to glance at the comment area, and was speechless.

"Please, don't you know that I've been kidnapped? I don't care if I don't care. I'm still chatting in my live broadcast room!" Chen Xining said.

"Kidnapping? Isn't it?"

"Robbery or robbing sex?"

"It's really safe for the anchor to be like this...Bah, baah, it's dangerous."

"Voice boss!"

"Excessively, looking at the high-end operation of sister, I just won't serve you dinner today." Chen Xining angrily chose Mulan.

"Let's wait and see, I hope you won't be forced to eat dinner later."

"The first time I saw Xiao Xi playing Mulan, I have a hunch, it must be a dinner!"

doublekill!

In the first minute of the game, Chen Xining hit the road to win the opponent's shooter and supporting heads.

"Oh, that's not bad! It's actually a double kill."

"It's just that you can show in the early stage, but it's still useless in the later stage."

"Damn, it's too overcast!" Chen Xining angrily put the phone on the table.

She was actually overcast by the opposite side.

"Look at it! I said it a long time ago, and I'll make a fixed meal."

"Dammit, master of prophecy, predict the outcome of this game."

"Either lose or be led by a teammate!"

"By the way, do you really want to see this kind of little white game?"

"I don't want to, but I can't help it. I'm also squatting with the old man! I hope I can see the old man leaving the country."

"Keep your eyes open in the live broadcast room. Don't just enjoy it when you see the old man."

"I saw."

"Where is it?"

"Where is the old man?"

"I saw the photo album behind Xiao Xi!"

"The whole family is dead upstairs."

"Upstairs can't eat four dishes in a lifetime."

"Don't make trouble, you guys look at those photo albums first."

"Fantastic, there are still black-and-white albums now? Are they all ten-level beauties?"

"That's really an oil painting."

"Fuck, it's the first time I saw such a realistic oil painting."

"Is that the work of the old man?"

"Talent, the old man is in the painting, how to paint?"

"The old man has a lot of supernatural powers, no way!"

"Sister Xiao Xi, are all these drawings by the old man?"

The group extinguished sound, and the opposite side pushed up the ground.

Stars are falling again!

Chen Xining glanced at the live broadcast room and said, "I don't know, but these are all of great ancestors. The weather is a bit damp, so take them out to expose them to the sun."

At this time, an old man appeared in the place where he was drying the picture frame.

The fans in the live broadcast suddenly screamed again and again, and the long-awaited old man finally appeared.

"Hey, no, this is not the old man!"

"Who is that? I know the old man."

"Fuck, fuck, fuck...that's not..."

"Who is it? Who is it? Don't lose your appetite!"

"If I read it right, this seems to be Mr. Lin from the Lin Yang Group in the Northwest Region!"

"Master Lin? The world's richest man?"

"Yes, it's him!"

"really!"

"Don't panic, wait for a minute, I'll go to Baidu."

It didn't take long before finally there was a response.

"Fuck, brothers, it's true, it's really old man Lin, Du Niang has pictures on it and the truth."

"My God, how could he appear here?"

"This is not the point. The point is, Master Lin is cleaning up?"

"Has the anchor now replaced Mr. Lin as the richest man? Did he ask Mr. Lin to be a cleaner?"

"Fuck, it's really possible. After all, the old man is a man who bought 1.3 billion dollars."

"Xiao Xi, do you want to take back these albums?" Lin Feng looked at the albums, his eyes fluttering, as if he had seen something.

"Grandpa Lin, don't take it back. What the great ancestor said will let the album absorb some spiritual energy, and it will last a long time." Chen Xining hurriedly replied.

"Okay, it's still the master's consideration." Lin Feng said.

The communication between the old and the young seemed ordinary, but was stunned in the live broadcast room.

"Have you heard? Reiki, any big guy who reads fantasy novels will come out and explain."

"Unexplainable, anyway, the old man will always drop the gods."

"Good guy, I'm so direct, good guy, aura, the first time I saw the old man, I said that the old man must be a fairy, this is a real hammer."

"Am I the only one who noticed Xiao Xi's address to Old Man Lin?"

"Upstairs, you are not alone."

"I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak, I'm panicking now."

"How many levels of identity does Sister Xiao Xi have?"

"Grandpa Lin, Grandpa Lin, I want to call Grandpa Lin too! But I'm not worthy, Grandpa Lin, I want to be your grandson."

"666, the first time I saw someone willing to be a grandson."

"It's me, I am willing!"

"I want to be a grandson +1."

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