Chapter 675: Competition (3)

Speaking of which, I have to mention the temperament of Luo An Anayan. Only Mo Jiuxiao knows Luo An'an's characteristics.

To put it bluntly, if Luo Anan was born a boy, he must be a master of flirting with girls when he grows up. And it's the kind of flower that has been in the bush and the leaves don't stick to the body. According to An Baobao's character, it is estimated that as long as she is a pleasing beauty, An Baobao can carry out a romantic pursuit, and then leave quietly.

It's a pity that God has the virtue of a good life. Luo An'an lacked the tools to commit crimes in his past and present lives, so that a large number of girls did not fall in love. But Yan Gou's temperament really can't be erased.

Yuan Yuan is fifteen or sixteen years old this year, in terms of appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, delicate but not charming, and three points of heroism and two points of style on her face. No matter how you look at it, it's a goddess. In terms of figure, Yuan Yuan has good breasts and buttocks, a well-proportioned figure, slender legs, and white and tender skin.

The first beauty of the Hehuan Sect is not a casual thing, since ancient times, the Hehuan Sect has produced beauties, and the beauties among the beauties are the best products in the world of cultivating immortals. But not so lucky, the beauties of the Hehuan Sect are the most beautiful in the immortal cultivation world, but they are by no means the most beautiful in the immortal cultivation world. There will always be a dark horse that will rush out and become the number one beauty in the immortal cultivation world.

For example, Luo An'an.

Yuan Yuan's face is no matter how beautiful it is, but it is overshadowed by Luo An'an. Luo An'an's face can stand the test of three hundred and sixty degrees, as if it has its own aura. In the eyes of Mo Jiuxiao, a wife protector, even if he picks his nostrils with his own small things, it is good-looking.

Yuan Yuan's attacks were wave after wave, water whips, water arrows, and water balloons kept going on and on! Luo An'an easily dodged from beginning to end, which annoyed Yuan Yuan.

She jerked out a bottle of elixir and ate it, and then sacrificed a spiritual weapon. At the same time, the spell formations on the field are also full.

Luo An'an was a little speechless, where is this fighting. Ordinary disciples would never be able to afford such an expensive transfer.

Yuan Yuan's sword-holding spirit weapon was used by her to the greatest extent, and the power of countless water arrows was very huge, and they attacked Luo An'an densely.

An Baobao sighed: This is what you forced the baby.

In an instant, An Baobao took out an erhu. The erhu is already a spiritual weapon, even higher than the level in Yuan Yuan's hand.

At this moment, the disciples of the Heavenly Gate Sect finally remembered the horror that they had been dominated by the Demon Sound two years ago. One by one, they immediately begged in a panic.

The other sect disciples were very strange, could it be that they were going to magnify their moves? But what are these people running?

Luo An'an, who was originally fairy, sat cross-legged in the middle of the field, holding an erhu in his hand with a sad expression.

The next moment, these people from other sects regretted that they didn't run with them.

The sound of sawing wood pierced people's ears. The water arrow that flew towards Luo An'an instantly shattered and fell on the test bench.

But the brave Luo An'an still sat on the stage with a sad expression, as if he was pulling a lamentation song for the ages. In fact, not a single note stepped on the key.

Luo Anan made noise, and Yuan Yuan could bear it. But Luo An's allah erhu is incomplete, and as an obsessive-compulsive Yuan Yuan, she resolutely can't bear it!

obviously wanted to cover her ears, but Yuan Yuan insisted on it, and she had to listen to how Luo An'an played the tune beyond recognition, and how many tunes she had. Just listening to this, Yuan Yuan finally collapsed and fell unconscious.

When An Baobao finished the song, Yuan Yuan foamed at the mouth, and the audience was empty. Luo An'an instantly felt as if she had defeated the whole world!

Ah, how lonely it is to be invincible!