Before Mo Jiuxiao could speak, Luo An'an blew up first: "No, even if you cry, you have to finish the challenge you make!

Also fried is Qi Chuhan: "That's it, don't smear the master with the surname Yan! The master is not afraid of them!"

"You really have the face to say, you dare to say that you weren't scared and trembling just now!" An Baobao angrily scolded Qi Chuhan.

"Master, that's cold, Master is naturally afraid of cold!" Qi Chuhan snorted back.

Mo Jiuxiao and Yan Zhaowei glanced at each other, and at the same time felt helpless. These two bite like crazy huskies when they meet, and they act as shovelers...... Alas!

Luo An'an and Qi Chuhan were still arguing, and all the disciples of the Tianmen Sect were stunned, as if they were in a chaotic fight, and their ears were full of voices.

"Okay, okay, no more noise. The two shovelers pulled the reins at the same time and pulled their own back.

"Jiuqing, he bullied the baby!" An Baobao confidently complained.

"You don't care if they bully me! Look at my neck, it's cut by them. Qi Chuhan was hugged by Yan Zhaowei with a look of grievance.

"If you hadn't challenged the brain-dead first, we wouldn't have come here at all, and we deserved to be injured!" An Baobao was hugged by Mo Jiuxiao and stretched out most of his body to quarrel with Qi Chuhan.

"Cut, a battle is coming, and it's grinding! You have the ability, don't do a sneak attack!" Qi Chuhan, who was dragged by Yan Zhaowei, rushed out angrily again.

Seeing that the two were about to bite together again, the two shovelers tightened the reins again. Prevent another quarrel of the century.

"Jiuqing\ Yan Zhaowei!Help me beat him!" The two fried-haired creatures began to demand.

Well, that's what the two shovelers mean.

"Qi Chuhan, although your cultivation is higher than mine, you may not be able to beat me! Do you dare to compete with me?" An Baobao provoked, hum, she was going to personally beat this nasty guy to the ground looking for teeth.

"Come on, even if you beg for mercy, I won't let you go. Qi Chuhan immediately prepared to fight.

"You stand up honestly for me!" Yan Zhaowei, who couldn't bear it, pulled Qi Chuhan back again. "Stand still, don't cause trouble!"

Then Yan Zhaowei turned to look at Mo Jiuxiao: "Lord Mo, I'm offended." ”

Yan Zhaowei, in the early stage of foundation building, single wood spirit root. In terms of strength, he is qualified for another stop with Mo Jiuxiao.

Maybe he is also a shovel official, Mo Jiuxiao's feeling for Yan Zhaowei is not so bad. At least he looks like a steady person.

"I hope your strength doesn't disappoint me. Mo Jiuxiao said, adjusting his cultivation to the tenth layer of qi refining.

The disciples of the Tianmen Sect immediately got out of the way, bought melon seeds when they should buy melon seeds, bought melons when they should buy melons, and honestly became a melon-eating crowd.

"Come on Jiuqing, don't get hurt!" An Baobao sat on the luxurious seat, and was watched by the blue pavilion and the snow and the scenery. Uh-huh, it's Uncle Luo, elders!

"Yan Zhaowei, don't embarrass the master!" Qi Chuhan stood alone, also cheering up the contestants.

Without contrast, there is no harm. Mo Jiuxiao smiled softly: "Luo Luo, don't worry, I won't get hurt." ”

The Taoist couple is so caring, and then look at the bad one in his own house, Yan Zhaowei is very tired: "Okay, if you don't speak, I have a better chance of winning." ”

After speaking, Yan Zhaowei was surrounded by green vines, and there was a crackling purple lightning flickering around Mo Jiuxiao. The two looked at each other, as if they were carefully searching for each other's flaws, intending to hit with one blow.