There is nothing more hopeless in the world than this.

Mo Jiuxiao alone endured all the noise made by Luo An'an, and no one shared his joys and sorrows. Everyone can close their hearing, but Mo Jiuxiao cannot.

Because An Baobao will ask: "Jiuqing, is it good?"

Mo Jiuxiao, who quietly closed his hearing, immediately cheered up: "It's good, Lolora's is so good! Especially the climax part, it's particularly infectious!"

An Baobao pulled a bun face and said, "But this song is flat from beginning to end, and there is no climax?"

Mo Jiuxiao: ......

"I felt the surging feelings in Luo An'an's heart, so I felt the most passionate place. "Mo Jiuxiao is a serious nonsense.

Fortunately, Luo An'an didn't care too much about this, and Mo Jiuxiao breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Since then, Mo Jiuxiao no longer dares to close his hearing.

One day, Mo Jiuxiao persuaded Luo An'an: "Luo Luo, your erhu is already very good." But for us monks, the attack is the most important thing. Do you want to take your spiritual power and pull it?"

In fact, what the black belly thought in his heart was that after bringing spiritual power to pull the erhu, if it wasn't for cultivating to a high level, it would be useless to close the sense of hearing!

And then...... An Baobao collapsed several houses of the Tianmen Sect.

Spiritual power is a good thing, no matter how small the sound is, the monks can hear some of it after adding spiritual power. What's more, the monk's five senses are sensitive, and he can detect the slightest movement of the wind and grass. So......

Feng Qingyang is frantically looking for a task to throw these two guys out for a year or two, and it's good to stay away from Tianmen Sect!

Jin Hao Immortal Venerable took out a scroll when the wind was clear and anxious, and then sat there still calmly drinking tea, as if he had done nothing.

Feng Qingyang opened the scroll, and then smiled very grimly. Hey, hey, little bastards, this is what your master has acquiesced to, don't blame Uncle Shi for being ruthless!

Feng Qingyang and Jin Hao Immortal Venerable glanced at each other, everything was in plain sight, the two had never had such a tacit understanding.

This is also Jinhao Xianzun really can't stand it, in the past, Luo An An alchemy and fried furnace, refining spells and blowing charms, but it was all herself, and it had no effect on others at all!

So what are the cutest little nephews, the most intimate little apprentices, all go to hell! They only want Luo An'an to return their ears to peace now.

So An Baobao and Mo Jiuxiao packed up and got out, well, they were driven out by Jinhao Xianzun.

"An An, Jiuxiao, this is a big task for our Tianmen Sect. You have to be careful to do it. It's getting late, so let's hurry up. I will send you for the teacher. Jin Hao Immortal Venerable had a faint expression on his face, but the movements in his hands were very honest.

In the next second, two of them appeared outside the Tianmen Sect with their luggage. Jin Hao Immortal Venerable also carefully threw a Yi Rong Pill to one of them.

Luo An'an: (⊙v⊙) Hmm?

Mo Jiuxiao: I probably get it (⊙o⊙)!

In the end, Mo Jiuxiao packed up the salute, picked up Luomi dumplings, and hurried first.

This time, their destination was a bit beyond Mo Jiuxiao's imagination, and although the master had thrown them out in a hurry, they still needed to prepare well. Yes, I won't be able to come back in a few years.

"Rosemary?" said Mei lazily as she sat down on the table.

"That's right, Mistress Mei. Where it has always been dark, there are ghost soldiers. Maybe we'll find a way to resurrect Lord Tsuba. The national teacher said respectfully.

"That's going to be a trip. "Mei's gaze flickered and flickered, very weird.