An Jiu didn't think about Shao Guangdao's words, but felt that he was a little inexplicable.

Actually, it's also, after all, he took his baby, and he is distressed and wants to complain that it is forgivable.

Forget it, the fairy doesn't care.

An Jiu didn't care, and looked intently at the five magic weapons that Shao Guangdao took out, feeling that none of them were suitable for containers.

After beating on each treasure for a long time, An Jiu finally chose a flute, which could be large or small, and easy to carry.

The whole body of the flute is black crystal color, faintly glowing with luminescence, and the formation patterns engraved on the flute are delicate and cumbersome but simple and good-looking, and it seems to be a treasure of the sound repair type.

Shao Guangdao looked at An Jiu's flute, the corners of his mouth twitched, the lowest cultivation technique in the immortal cultivation world is sound cultivation, and in the eyes of immortal cultivators, people who cultivate sound cultivation are like walking furnaces, the kind that can be picked by others.

And among this superb treasure, the most useless thing is this ink mountain and river flute, because this flute is blown and attacks people by sound, and when he blows, it not only consumes huge spiritual power, but also consumes a lot of spiritual power.

The most useless thing is that he has no lethality at all, and at most he can only make a monk in the infancy stage stunned for a breath.

Looking at An Jiu, who was holding the flute with a happy face, Shao Guangdao felt that he might have misunderstood her.

He found that this little girl's life experience was not simple......

Shao Guangdao thought that she should be the eldest lady of some immortal cultivation family, who had been protected too well since she was a child, so she was raised to be a fool now, and then because she was too stupid, she was abandoned to the mortal world.

Otherwise, how could the immortal cultivation world think that a girl as big as her didn't know what was the best and what was the worst in the treasure!

An Jiu, who was officially labeled as a fool, happily took the treasure and was about to dodge away, only to hear Shao Guangdao reminding behind him: "You'd better isolate the spiritual power of things, otherwise the monks in the mortal realm will come and snatch it!" ”

After hearing this, An Jiu thought about Shao Guangdao's words and felt that it made sense.

Also, in the mortal world, a place where spiritual energy is scarce, immortal cultivators here definitely don't even have magic weapons, even if it is garbage, they will ask for it, so An Jiu thought about it seriously, and still used a magic spell on the flute, and blocked the aura released from the best treasure weapon in the flute.

After the little Xianggong learns the flute or begins to practice, he will help him open the blockade, although this flute is a little rubbish, but it can also be used, and when the little Xianggong is stronger, this fairy will create a more suitable flute for him.

With excitement, An Jiu moved back to the room in two steps, looking at Qi Xiu who was already lying down, An Jiu thought that he was sleeping, and his luck and spiritual power floated up, and he slowly leaned towards Qi Xiu's bed.

As soon as he got close to him, all of a sudden, one of Qi Xiu's hands grabbed his hand, and An Jiu screamed uncontrollably.

Qi Xiu, who was lying down, reacted quickly, and immediately saved An Jiu and covered her mouth with his hand.

When An Jiu reacted at this time, Qi Xiu was teasing her, and her little temper broke out, pulling Qi Xiu's hand away and continuing to scream.

An Jiu's screams attracted the attention of the guards outside, and the guards who were on vigil and Lu Rui knocked on the door suspiciously, and they heard the voice of Her Highness the Goddess in His Highness's room, and asked tentatively: "Your Highness the Goddess?" ”

An Jiu in the room was about to talk, when he saw Qi Xiu shaking his head at him and motioned for her not to speak.

But An Jiu is willing, he wants to play tricks on himself, and he can't return it!

Qi Xiu looked at An Jiu and knew that she was unwilling to suffer, so he only wrote the word 'li' on her little hand.