Shi Chence remembered that on a whim yesterday, he dismantled a jar of 10,000-year-old wine and drank a few glasses. As a result, I didn't expect to miss such a big thing!

"Come down. Shi Chence had no intention of embarrassing Qing Shui, so he invited his subordinates to inquire about the detailed process.

"What, An An was attacked last night?" Shi Chence smashed the bed board of the 10,000-year-old golden silk nanmu with one palm, "What the hell is going on!"

"That's ......"

After his subordinate Balabala finished speaking, Shi Chence clarified the situation.

"Without your orders, we dare not act on our own. The subordinate said worriedly, "Young master, do you need us to help Lord Youhe?"

"No need!" Shi Chence raised his hand to stop, "An An has space and Lingyue protection, and he will definitely be safe." As for Mo Jiuxiao......"

Hmph, it's better to be dead!

The subordinates heard Shi Chence's hidden meaning, nodded and retreated. Therefore, Shi Chence didn't care about this, he just thought that Luo An'an was actually very good now.

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The space of his own fox suddenly lost contact, and Mo Jiuxiao naturally wanted to ask his master for advice. But who knew that the Jinhao Immortal Venerable on the other end couldn't be contacted, so he was in retreat. Mo Jiuxiao put away the Divine Domain card expressionlessly, thinking about what to do next.

Suddenly, the spirit boat began to shake, and Mo Jiuxiao raised his eyes to see that it was Qinghong and the monk again.

Also, there are not many people who can catch up with this cultivation. It's just that it's strange not to see the people of the Qingyun Sect.

"Mo Jiuxiao, you should die!"

Qinghong saw Luo An'an sleeping on the spirit boat, his eyes were full of hatred, and the action of attacking the spirit boat became even more crazy. Mo Jiuxiao was still very calm, this spirit boat was a spirit weapon on the outside, but in fact, the defense level was comparable to that of an immortal weapon. If Qingxing can break through the defense of the spirit boat, she is considered capable!

Seeing that Mo Jiuxiao was still calm, Qinghong was resentful in his heart. At this moment, Luo An'an woke up because of the shaking of the spirit boat. After sleeping for a while, Luo An'an was obviously much calmer than yesterday, and she was more energetic when she saw Qingxing.

"I've been moldy for eight lifetimes, and when I open my eyes, I see you ugly and disabled old witch!"

"Luo An'an, you bastard!" her body trembled, and she looked at Luo An'an viciously: "When this seat catches you, I will definitely sell you to the lowest kiln!"

"Yo, then I'm waiting for you to catch me! It's a pity you can't catch it, slightly~" Luo An'an grimaced at the light thorn, and took a few steps forward with a special anger, just in a position where the light thorn could have reached out but couldn't touch it. "The old witch, she looks ugly, her palm is broken, and no one wants it. ”

"Slut!"

Qingxing no longer played tricks with Luo An'an, but mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body to attack Lingzhou.

An Baobao said lazily: "Heh, it's quite hard." In that case, I'll play a tune for you to relieve your fatigue!"

After saying this, Mo Jiuxiao consciously covered his ears.

Luo An kindly closed Fengxue's hearing, and then took out a brand-new erhu that had been treasured for a long time. Singing while playing: "Once upon a time there was an ugly witch, an ugly witch wow." Live to be thousands of years old, and no one wants to be happy when you are asleep in vain. He didn't commit suicide because he was so thick-skinned that he didn't care, so he didn't repent and continued to wander around!"

"Shameless, shameless, shameless ancestor! It's not enough to sleep all over the world, she still messes with monks! There are so many ugly people, and the baby is helpless! I'm scared and injured early in the morning, it's really a sin!"

Luo An'an shook her head and chirped, eager to use her singing voice to kill the light thorn!