The team rushed, plus teleportation, and when they returned to Tianshuimen, it was already dusk.

The first thing to do before dinner is to curry favor with Ansu.

"I'll tell you why I don't go with Yuanzhu, don't you lose me, okay?"

No matter how good Qianchao is, the thigh that the sugar gourd wants to hug is Ansu, so it rubs against Ansu's arm very cleverly.

"Say."

The little sugar gourd wilted and rubbed Ansu's chest, "That dog is a glutton, the great murderer of the ancient beast, I am a divine beast, how can I be with it." ”

Ansu picked his eyelids, and didn't care if what he said was true, and steamed ten bowls of eight-treasure rice for it.

Qianchao, who has successfully opened the valley, always feels that his stomach twitches when he sees a man and a beast eating a big pot of rice.

Early the next morning, Ansu, who was already at the peak of Mahayana, took the thousand tides of the sixth order of Jindan, as well as the sugar gourd that could already be upright and upright and cultivate to an unknown height, and listened to the primary silk method of Baijiao.

Bai Jiao didn't think there was anything wrong, and if a few people were distracted, they would be reprimanded like everyone else.

Just when the class was getting up, a rather domineering female voice floated from the entire Xianmen:

"Call out the white horn, I'm going to duel him!"

Bai Jiao raised his eyes and looked at the direction of the Xianmen formation, presumably Mandarin Bamboo was calling again.

The little radish heads waited for Bai Jiao's reaction, but they didn't expect him to calmly arrange a soundproof barrier and continue to take classes as if nothing happened!

Although the little radish head vomited blood in his heart, he had to go to class peacefully.

But the Xianmen formation was about to explode before it.

"Do you want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?" Yuanzhu was dressed in a fiery red suit, holding a long sword in his hand, and his delicate little face was full of anger, which looked like a fight.

"I'm sorry, our Bai Shizun is doing the Dharma, and we don't see any guests."

The disciples who guarded the door were also very upright.

Can mandarin bamboo be a guest? People are chasing and killing.

But the mandarin bamboo hit the Tianshui Gate, which is common.

It is said that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, but there are two fairy gates on one mountain, can you not fight?

Since Yuanzhu became the head of Xuanyimen, I don't know how many times I have come to Tianshuimen.

So much so that Tianshuimen was no longer open to her.

"What about your masters? I'm going to ask for an explanation. The mandarin bamboo sword was raised, staring at the disciple guarding the door with great momentum.

"The head of the house is in retreat."

The disciple of the gate replied respectfully, anyway, the head of the sect had instructed that as long as the Xuanyi Gate Mandarin Bamboo came, he would be in retreat.

"How many years have you been in retreat, and no one of you has gone to see if it is sitting down."

Yuanzhu sneered, the disciple guarding the door was still unmoved, anyway, don't expect Yuanzhu to spit out the good words of Tianshuimen, it's useless to be angry.

Yuanzhu was not angry, she came to Tianshuimen, but no one brought her, she simply fought with Baijiao to relieve her anger.

She took out a chair from the space herself, sat on it and crossed Erlang's legs.

"I'll wait for him to finish his white horn ribbon."

The disciple of the gate knows the character of Yuanzhu, and if the White Horn Immortal Zun can't come out, she won't leave, so it's up to her to go.

"Master, aren't you going to take a look in front of the formation?"

Bai Jiao announced the end of the teaching, and when the session ended, An Su saw that he was still calm, looked at the barrage discussed in the live broadcast room, and said a word to Bai Jiao.

"She can't beat me."

Bai Jiao dropped a sentence without being salty or light, and walked away without being salty or light.

Today's wood is slag again (red): Is this a kind of gentleness?

CatLove (orange): Meow ???

Durian Lotus (Red): The sense of déjà vu of the boss.

Porridge (red): red and red in a trance.

"Qianchao, congratulations on your great strength." On the side, Snow Lake looked at Qianchao with joy, and his gratifying eyes were undisguised.

Then Qianchao just nodded expressionlessly, and his attitude was quite detached.

"Bai Wei, do you still want to eat?"

"Yes." Ansu didn't speak, and the little sugar gourd jumped up first.

Xue Hu glanced at Ansu embarrassedly, and the sentence he said back then that he didn't know if he would return if he had a life echoed in his ears.

Ansu has never taken care of her, but has quietly improved her strength to the Mahayana period.

A silent slap in the face is the most deadly.

"Would you like to check it out?" Ansu looked down at the sugar gourd on Qianchao's arm.

The sugar gourd shook his head flattered, or don't want it, the mandarin bamboo is its original owner, how embarrassing it is to be seen.

"Let's go, let's see."

The sugar gourd lay in Qianchao's arms and looked at Ansu aggrievedly, didn't listen to others, and asked what people were doing?

After walking out for a long time, Ansu gently lowered his head and asked the little sugar gourd:

"You're not going to break the covenant of confession?"

The little sugar gourd pouted angrily.

"I'm a divine beast, where did I get the contract?"

Ansu nodded to indicate that he knew, but still walked towards the place of the Xianmen Enchantment.

Gradually, there were many Xianmen disciples watching in front of the Tianshuimen formation, and Yuanzhu couldn't sit still.

She counted the time, and Bai Jiao must have finished class.

The guy who hit the white horn of Xianmen avoided the battle, it's too embarrassing.

"You White Horn Immortal Venerable haven't finished class yet."

Yuanzhu was in the crowd and had already seen Ansu and Qianchao, so he asked the disciple coldly.

"The White Horn Immortal Venerable has other things, and it is inconvenient to meet guests." The disciple also knew that it was impossible for Bai Jiao to come to see Mandarin Bamboo, so he shirked it again.

Yuanzhu's bright eyes were dyed with a sneer, sneered twice, and dropped a sentence.

"Dare to sleep and dare not be, shame."

Yuanzhu dares to act boldly, she is a person of temperament, her reputation in the Shangxuan Continent is notoriously hot, she said this, there is really no one who does not believe it.

The white-horned immortal venerable of Tianshui Gate actually slept with someone while the head of Xuanyi Gate was healing him!

It's a big surprise.

But the people of Tianshuimen did not dare to discuss it on the surface, Baijiao had the best reputation in Xianmen, and there were disciples everywhere.

Although it was vague, the news was released.

Yuanzhu left, but Ansu also walked outside the Xianmen formation.

"Bai Wei, what are you going to do?"

"Dinner, please."

Ansu Ke remembers that he owes Qianchao a meal.

Xiao Zhengtai Qianchao couldn't cry or laugh, but he didn't need to eat now.

"You're rich?"

Qianchao remembered that Bai Wei didn't know why his appetite had increased so much that he couldn't afford to raise himself and the sugar gourd.

"Nope."

Ansu shook his head honestly.

"Then I'll invite you."

Chishio smiled awkwardly.

"Don't."

Ansu turned her cute little face and looked at Qianchao seriously, do you think I look like a person who eats white food.

"Okay, whatever you want."

Qianchao doesn't bother with what Ansu has no money to eat, the little friend looks like he is in a spirit, there will always be a way, but he can't pay for it again.

The streets of the ancient style are extremely prosperous, the hawkers are shouting endlessly, and occasionally there are two mysterious old men, who look at them seemingly casually, and the treasures in their hands are quite eye-catching.

These are all labeled as divine sticks by Ansu, and are not used as a location of choice.