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    Fancy almost followed its chewing sound, and the heart slammed into the stomach.

    Qin Yan laughed: "what else do you have to say?"

    "You've hurt your ancestors badly this time. No wonder he disappeared. Without the system, he couldn't return to the real world at all."

    "It doesn't matter if he can't come back to the real world. The points card items are all tied to the system. He is now penniless."

    Fancy suddenly remembered the crisis that killed Dai Mei, and she saw countless item points cards in a trance.

    It turned out to be his family. . . .

    Qin Yan continued:

    "I guess he is hiding somewhere in the book city world now, with a black question mark on his face, and he is living a hot life."

    "Hahaha, I think it's a bit funny. People all over the world are guessing whether he was murdered by some colleague, all kinds of conspiracy theories, and the problem lies with you."

    "Hahahahaha he also has today?"

    The fancy face was muddy, so she shut up.

    There is a pot of porridge in her mind now, and her mind is full of:

    She robbed the ancestor's system!

    What should she do?

    Still, or not?

    Where to go?

    Where are the others?

    What about her?

    When the fancy scalp exploded, Juejue, Oh Butu Zuo has already eaten more than half of the box of raw meat.

    Until it ate the whole box, Fancy suddenly heard the prompt:

    [Sufficient energy, release from sleep state]

    Tu Zuo opened a pair of red-golden eyes, and when he saw Qin Yan, who was a stranger, he let out a demonstrative hawk.

    Frightened, the fold-eared cat on her shoulders ran under the table at the speed of light and shivered.

    Even Qin Yan changed her face, took a small step back and said dissatisfied:

    "No conscience, I have fed you pig offal before!"

    Fancy, like a child, used to scratch the feathers under its wings.

    Tu Zuo immediately calmed down, closed his eyes, shrunk his sharp claws, revealing half of his belly with lighter feathers, docile like a harmless pet.

    When Tu Zuo is docile, he will make a dove-like "coo" sound, which sounds really cute.

    But only Fancy knows how murderous it actually is.

    It can easily kill an adult man, and its sharp and strong claws can crush animal skulls and pierce iron plates.

    This is only its smaller form in the real world. If it returns to the real world, it will be at least half larger than it is now.

    It is also much more terrifying and majestic than it looks now.

    It is for this reason that Fancy did not recognize it when he first saw it in the book city world.

    Presumably at that time, it wanted to take her to see its ancestors.

    As a result, she was kidnapped...

    Fancy and tentatively asked where its ancestors were, Tu Zuo tilted his head and looked at her suspiciously, as if he didn't know who she was talking about.

    Qin Yan said:

    "Don't waste your energy. Changing the owner of the system means starting from scratch. It doesn't remember who the previous owner was."

    After she finished speaking, she picked up the refrigerator on the ground and looked at it, saying:

    "It's good for it to eat this meat. It won't go to sleep directly in case of emergencies in the future, and it can also help you quickly improve the tasker level."

    "Ask the little secretary to ask for some, don't, and all of them. Anyway, it's not for other pets, or for the leader of his family. It's not a loss."

    "After we all come here, we will go back to the book city world to find him. Anyway, people are definitely not here, so don't waste your time."

    Fancy agreed, and called Xiao Wu again.

    After listening to her words, Xiao Wu wondered:

    "Miss Hua, it's not that I don't give it to you, but that most of these meats are kept in the chairman's study, except for this box, and we generally don't let us handle them."

    Speaking of which, Xiao Wu is also very strange.

    Isn't it just food for pets, but the leaders of the family are very cautious.

    Fancy listening to him say that, understand.

    The origin of this meat is not simple.

    As for what kind of meat it was, it was too fancy to tell, unlike any kind of raw poultry she had ever seen.

    Qin Yan pouted and said:

    "I think his study is more than a little secret."

    "I used to go to see you. I could go anywhere in his house, but I couldn't even get close to his study for half a meter."

    "I thought he was hiding his body inside."

    Fancy said: "You need to be embarrassed, are you going to see me? You are going to pit me."

    Every time my aunt came to my ancestors to do things in her name.

    Seriously, the bells and whistles are caught in the middle.

    The ancestor did it, and he had another handle.

    If you don't do it, my aunt will definitely suffer a lot.

    Besides, she didn't have any capital at the beginning, so why should she ask her ancestors to help this gang.

    Qin Yan was the least willing to hear this:

    "You cheat me less? Every time you finish your work, when will you not extort a lot of money from me?! My mother's money has been fed to your dog!"

    The two quarreled again.

    After arguing, the two went to the ancestor's residence together.

    Fancy is 22 years old and hasn't lived with him since he was on his own.

    Speaking of which, she hadn't gone back to her ancestral house for two or three years to see it.

    The place where the ancestors lived was in the hutong courtyard residential area, which is rare in the Beijing circle. Most of the people living here are either rich or expensive.

    Fancy remembered that when she was seventeen years old, an old man moved in next door, lying on the courtyard wall every day calling her to come to his house for dinner.

    Fancy doesn't like him very much, because this old man is particularly unpalatable in cooking, and he arrests her every time to test poison.

    Only later did she hear from her ancestors that he was an old retired chief from above, and the protagonist of a famous Anti-Japanese War film and television drama was based on him.

    It's a little cowardly to hear the fancy, because she has never given the old chief any face, and she says that everything she eats is unpalatable.

    When Huahuan went back with his aunt, the old man heard the voice and called her from afar: "Hua girl!"

    Fancy saw his more and more crooked spine and more and more ravine cheeks, and there was a nurse supporting him by his side, and he should no longer be able to lie on the wall and call her to eat.

    Fancy and remembered when he was on the screen, his chest was covered with military medals and his heroic appearance...

    People who were once brilliant will grow old one day.

    Should she thank the bookstore world for giving her a face that never grows old?

    "I haven't come back for several years, huh? Ajue didn't come back with you?" He looked behind the car, but didn't see his ancestor's car.

    The old chief dedicated his life to the country, had no children, and his wife passed away very early, and he himself never remarried.

    Usually life is very lonely, so I always look for the fancy jokes when I was young.

    Shaking his head fancyly, he sat at the old chief's house. He didn't eat the unpalatable meal he made, but instead ate a belly of delicacies made by the nanny.

    After leaving the old chief's house, Xiao Wu led the fancy two into the yard with a few confidants.

    The old house of the Wu family lived in the ancestors and his grandfather, but the old man passed away for many years.

    Other offspring and blood relatives are scattered all over the world, all in their own residences.

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