Chapter 691: Sui Ying, You Are Looking for Death
The disciples of the Hehuan Sect came on the field, and all of a sudden everyone's spirits were excited.
Luo An'an looked at the big breasts of the young lady of Hehuanzong, her buttocks, and her clothes were hot and unrestrained. I almost drooled. Hmm, it looks soft, I really want to touch it.
The little colored fox was watching, and was blindfolded by Mo Jiuxiao all of a sudden.
"Lolo, is it so pretty. Huh?" Mo Jiuxiao's eerie voice sounded in Luo An'an's ears.
An Baobao immediately expressed his loyalty: "It's not good-looking, you see that disciple's chest is so big, it must be very cumbersome to walk." β
Mo Jiuxiao let go of his hand and looked at Luo An'an meaningfully: "No wonder Luo Luo walks so neatly, it turns out that ......"
Luo An'an followed Mo Jiuxiao's line of sight and saw his own airport, which was not even a xiaolongbao.
Ma Dan, this is a rebellion for shoveling! Dare to say that the baby has small breasts!
When I went to see the female cultivator of the Hehuan Sect again, Luo An'an's eyes were slowly full of envy, and she also wanted to hang a burden every day!
"I'm small-chested, I'm proud, I'm the fabric of the sect province!" Although he was already cowardly in his heart, An Baobao was still very arrogant on his face.
Feng Qingyang sneered and laughed: "An An, our sect is not short of your fabric." β
After Feng Qingyang laughed, Mo Jiuxiao and Feng Xue couldn't hold back either, and laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha!" Mo Jiuxiao looked at Luo An'an's embarrassed appearance and felt very cute.
Mo Jiuxiao, who laughed out loud on his face, suddenly amazed all the people of the sect present. Few people have seen Mo Jiuxiao's true face, and even if they saw Mo Jiuxiao, they have always been paralyzed with an iceberg face. He had ever seen him smile.
Unexpectedly, people who thought they were indifferent by nature would laugh so brightly. That delicate and handsome face instantly brightened, and it was more beautiful than the spring light in March.
And Feng Xue, who still remembers the identity of his debtor, lowered his head and kept silent, looking serious. But his constantly swaying shoulders betrayed the fact that he was snickering.
An Baobao's little face was dark, and he gritted his teeth and said: "(βΌγβΌ#) Uncle Shi, if you don't speak, no one treats you as a dumb person." β
It was useless to say this, Mo Jiuxiao and the others finally burst into laughter. An Baobao had no choice but to watch the game in a huff.
The young lady of the Hehuan Sect used charm to confuse the great monk, but the Zen disciples were not disturbed at all, and the attack was a fierce attack. You came and went, and in the end, the female disciple of the Hehuan Sect was slapped off the stage by the Zen disciple.
Luo An'an's sharp eyes saw that the moment the palm slapped down, the hands of the Zen disciples seemed to be shining with golden light.
Mo Jiuxiao had just teased the fox and was thinking about how to make up for it. As a result, seeing Luo An'an's curiosity, he explained along the water: "If the exercises of Buddhist cultivation are practiced well, there will be Buddha light." β
An Baobao snorted and turned to ignore Mo Jiuxiao.
Originally, it was not early, and the opening ceremony took up a lot of time, and now there are several competitions. Luo An'an watched as dusk approached, and there was still one game left before leaving. Luo An'an's competition will be in the next few days, and she will also have to compete with the Qi Refining Period, after all, her current cultivation on the surface is in the Qi Refining Period.
The last one was a competition between the disciples of the Qingyun Sect and the disciples of the Misty Valley. Although the strength of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect was good, in the face of the intricate formation of the disciples of the Misty Valley, they were finally defeated.
At the end of the day's competition, Luo An'an stretched his waist and planned to leave. Well, ignore the shovel and walk on your own.
Mo Jiuxiao didn't follow immediately, but cleaned up the little white faces who wanted to invite his dumplings to dinner, and then returned to his residence to coax Luo An'an. 10