Seeing that the monk did not say who the couple was, the crowd did not go any further.

Whatever, it has nothing to do with him anyway. It's better to eat more than you can make a trip.

As for killing people and grabbing treasures, hehe, it's not too late to wait for that pair to get Fengyun Grass!

Mo Jiuxiao saw that Luo An'an was not in a high mood, thinking that she was worried about losing the competition. So I went to hold hands and comfort.

As a result, the slender jade fingers were held in his hand, and Mo Jiuxiao found that Luo An'an's palms were full of cold sweat.

"Luo Luo, what's wrong with you?" Mo Jiuxiao asked anxiously as he hugged Luo An'an worriedly. How do your little things seem to be scared?

Luo Anan raised his head slowly, originally wanted to say a lot to Mo Jiuxiao, but finally opened his mouth and said, "Jiuqing, I'm fine." It's just that I feel a little uncomfortable. ”

Mo Jiuxiao understood after a little thought: "Is Luo Luo uncomfortable because of the last question? It doesn't matter, it's all fake." It can't come true. ”

Luo Anan shouted in his heart: But what if it really happened?

Jiuqing, I'm afraid I've been sorry for you!

Mo Jiuxiao hugged Luo An'an and comforted softly: "It's okay, I'm also hesitant about the last question." Don't care, baby, it's really okay if we don't take it seriously?"

Luo An nodded wistfully, as if a thousand-pound stone had been weighed in his heart, and he was out of breath heavily.

Mo Jiuxiao took Luo An'an out to breathe, but was quietly stopped by a waiter, and then led to the backyard.

The middle-aged monk was already waiting, and when he saw them coming, he saluted and said, "I have seen two nobles. ”

Mo Jiuxiao said lightly: "This fellow Daoist, please get up, I and Neiko are just a casual cultivator, and we can't afford to be this nobleman." ”

The middle-aged monk hurriedly said, "The contemptible surname is Zhao, and he is the shopkeeper of the restaurant. The two Taoist friends sat down for the time being and listened to me speak slowly. ”

As he spoke, Shopkeeper Zhao turned around and took out two answer sheets and put them in front of them.

That's what you just answered, take a look. ”

Luo An'an picked up the paper and looked at the familiar handwriting on it with answers written one by one.

The first four questions are nothing, although they are a little nonsensical, but it is not difficult for his own Jiuqing to guess what he thinks in his heart.

An Baobao's jade pointed to the second question and asked, "Lang Jun, what did you think about the order at that time? This question is really difficult. ”

Mo Jiuxiao cooperated with Luo An'an's salutation and said: "I don't know what the lady thinks for the husband, so I have to rank them in terms of size." ”

Looking down, both of them saw the fifth question at the same time.

Luo An'an's delicate and agile handwriting reads: Wangjun I Chang'an.

Mo Jiuxiao dragon flying phoenix dance wrote: May Qing I be in Chang'an.

Question 6, two identical words on two pieces of paper: kiss.

Well, two embarrassed shots. Then they quietly glanced at each other, and the full friendship almost overflowed.

The answer to question 7 is written on the back. An Baobao took a deep breath and flipped over.

No handwriting!

There was nothing!

An Baobao's eyes widened, but she still didn't see anything. She always thought that her Jiuqing would give up on herself!

Mo Jiuxiao was also stunned at this time, and his own Luo Luo's last question didn't write anything!

Well, Shopkeeper Zhao was inevitably abused by the dog, and he would have gone out for a long time.

"Jiuqing, you ......" An Baobao was excited and didn't know what to say, "You didn't give up on the baby!"

Mo Jiuxiao couldn't help but smile when he saw Luo An'an's excited little expression, and said in his heart: How can I give up!

In fact, this question is also a big trouble for Mo Jiuxiao, if it weren't for his beloved master and Feng Qingyang, who was an old and disrespectful uncle, Mo Jiuxiao would definitely choose his own group!

But, the two of them worked hard to raise themselves. It's not much different from biological parents. No matter how ungrateful Mo Jiuxiao is, he can't do this. But at the same time, he was reluctant to make his own balls.

Luo An'an has more bonds in the world than Mo Jiuxiao, and she also has a teacher, an uncle, and friends. She can't do someone else's life to fulfill her own selfishness.

So they didn't write anything. It's an evasion, not taking the problem seriously, but taking it too seriously. But who can blame them for not being right, who is this happening to them, and who can be decisive?