Wind and snow: "...... Lord An'an, don't you have a bad conscience when you say this? When it comes to sleeping, the entire cultivation immortal realm doesn't sleep as much as you, right?"

"......" was speechless, and a certain cheekily turned his head to look at the shovel officer, with a look of grievance: "Jiuqing, he murdered me." ”

Mo Jiuxiao immediately gave his face, and looked at the wind and snow on the opposite side without looking at it: "Wind and snow, your wings are hard, right?"

"No, don't dare. Feng Xue felt bitter in her heart, and then bowed to Luo An'an solemnly: "It's my fault, I hope the pavilion master's wife won't worry about me." ”

A certain tsundere turned his head, and the moment he turned his face, he covered his mouth and snickered.

"This time, I have something important to tell the pavilion master. Enough trouble, Feng Xue's expression became serious: "First, it is the sects that are chasing and killing you and Lord An'an, and there are many people with advanced cultivation in the team they search, I suspect that those people are actually demon beasts in disguise." ”

"It is very likely that those sects have already united with the demon clan, so the Pavilion Master must be careful. ”

Mo Jiuxiao narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed: "Don't pay attention to them, jumping clown, you can take care of the sect." The business in the cabinet has not been disturbed, has it?"

“…… Well, there are still distractions. Although the income is not as much as it used to be, the accounts are still very objective. I don't know if the Pavilion Master needs me to send some ...... secretly."

"No need. Mo Jiuxiao shook his head: "We don't lack anything here. If there is anything difficult in the pavilion, you can go to Wen Fuquan in Tongcheng for help. ”

"I see. Feng Xue nodded, then frowned again and said, "Pavilion Master, I have seen the hidden Mahayana monk in the sect. You would never have thought of who she was?"

"Oh, who is it?" asked Luo An'an's little head again, gossiping.

Feng Xue's tone paused, and finally said after consideration: "That senior and Uncle Jiu Lingxian are fifty percent similar in appearance. So I thought...... Uncle Sommelier doesn't have any relatives left behind. ”

"Nope. Mo Jiuxiao said decisively: "My mother's only blood relative in the world is me, and there can be no one else." ”

"That's weird. Feng Xue was puzzled: "How could Jinhao Immortal Venerable help her break through the Mahayana period?"

At the mention of the old man, Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an's mood was low. Feng Xue knew that she was speechless, and immediately said: "Then I will immediately order someone to investigate her well, and the pavilion master can rest assured." ”

"No need. Since Shizun and Uncle Shi can rest assured of her, then this person should also be reliable. Luo An'an spoke in place of Mo Jiuxiao, and shook his head silently at the wind and snow.

Feng Xue was clear, and then changed the topic and said with a hippie smile: "Lord An'an, I apply for Rong Ke to help me take care of the affairs of the cabinet." ”

Speaking of which, Luo An'an's forces have been hiding it very well, and almost no one knows that Rong Xinlou has something to do with her. As for the empty valley, there is some speculation, but Rong Xinlou has always been very low-key, and no evidence can be found.

"Okay, whatever you want. An Baobao's expression was really haggard and pitiful when he saw Fengxue, and he didn't joke with him anymore, so he nodded and agreed.

The communication came to an abrupt end, but Mo Jiuxiao's heart could not calm down.

"Jiuqing, are you thinking about that Mahayana monk?"

"It doesn't have to be a monk, it may be a demon cultivator. Mo Jiuxiao squeezed the fox's hand: "I don't think there will be a person similar to my mother in the world out of thin air, and the master has never told me about it. ”