The spiritual power in the body is ready to fight, the white clothes and belts are driven, the elegant temperament and white horns are not to be compromised, and the temperament around the body is as cold as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains.

Yuanzhu recognizes him as his son, but how does Luohua know the affection of flowing water?

"She has been looking for you for thirteen years, and I want to see what is so good about you."

"I'm fighting with you for the sake of the Xianmen Dabi."

Bai Jiao's face was still pale, and the aura around Jiang Li's body was rich and drove the wind, and the wind blew the hem of Bai Jiao's dark blue clothes, but it couldn't drive Bai Jiao's expression, he only held a moonlight white sword in his hand.

But Ansu could see that Bai Jiao was still a little angry in his eyes, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the sword so early.

Bai Jiao's feelings for mandarin bamboo are extremely complicated, and outsiders can't understand them.

Bai Jiao said a word, cold and cold-hearted.

provoked Jiang Li with three points of anger on his face.

Ansu gently ate a popcorn, which will leave, and still does not have the concentration of Bai Jiao.

Although Bai Jiao is still calm like this at this time, it is quite annoying.

Finally, in the white horn of the teacher, I found a trace of the taste of death.

Young man, if you continue to do it, your official partner will run away with others.

Bai Jiao held the sword, took the trident, and the two turned into two winds, entangled in one place.

Even the high-level disciples of the proud sons of the various Immortal Sects couldn't compare to the battle between Bai Jiao and Jiangli.

The spiritual power in Bai Jiao's body is as vast as the ocean, and the Mahayana period is about to leave, so it could be his opponent? After only a few rounds, he was defeated.

Just when everyone thought that they would not be able to beat the white horn and would definitely lose, they would take out a flower.

An Su clearly saw that it was the flower in the secret realm of the Year Beast.

The weird thing is that the flower should be in the hands of Mandarin Bamboo.

The words that were left of his mouth were injected, and a trace of spiritual power was injected into the flowers.

"Come out, Nian beasts."

Ansu looked at the operation on the stage and blinked.

It was a little surprised.

If I'm not mistaken, those young beasts should still be sleeping in the deep mountains and old forests of the Light World.

The air is most afraid of sudden silence.

None of the so-called Year Beasts appeared.

Bai Jiao glanced at Jiang Li lightly: "Accept." ”

I'm angry at this concession, and the loss is unclear.

Why does this person think that this flower can summon the Year Beast?

Think about it from another angle, why is this flower in the hand? Will Li and Yuanzhu be said to be a superficial godmother relationship?

"The White-Horned Immortal Master wins."

Bai Jiao won the game, but there was no trace of joy, and his face was already close to black.

"Here comes the sword!" Seeing that the general was invincible to Bai Jiao, Yuanzhu in the audience stretched out his hand and took out his sword.

Bai Jiao saw that Yuanzhu was about to come to the stage, and coldly spoke to the elders of the Xianmen Society:

"It's time to announce the results."

"I'm going to fight you!" Yuanzhu has already stepped into the ring, she has worked so hard to organize the Xianmen Dabi, just to fight with Bai Jiao, if she misses this opportunity, I don't know when she will be able to catch Bai Jiao.

"If Xianmen will be so favoritistic, don't blame Tianshuimen for not letting it." Bai Jiao was holding a sword in his hand behind him, and he had never had a tone, but his words were unprecedentedly cold at the moment.

The strength of Tianshuimen, the Immortal Gate Association and even the Immortal Sect are all lightly watched.

This is only the first immortal master Bai Jiao of Tianshuimen, and there is an old monster in Tianshuimen.

"In this immortal gate competition, Tianshuimen won all three games, and it is still the first immortal gate in the Shangxuan Continent."

The solemn and majestic voice echoed in every corner of the Xianmen Guild Palace.

Bai Jiao withdrew the sword in his hand, and the heart of Yuanzhu next to him sank.

"Are you so afraid to fight me?"

Mandarin bamboo's murderous voice was neither light nor heavy, and it steadily entered Bai Jiao's ears.

Bai Jiao nodded for some reason, turned around and stepped out of the ring.

"Godmother?" The one on the side will leave cautiously approaching the mandarin bamboo.

actually shouted godmother in public.

Ansu felt a little confused.

The daily life of the male and female protagonists...... Now it seems to be true.

Ansu picked up the task that the process has so far been zero.

It's cool.

Ansu frowned, why did she always feel that Bai Jiao liked other people's mandarin bamboos in her heart?

Bai Jiao looks like an ascetic beautiful man, and his expression is always faint and unfathomable.

If you want to know what Yuanzhu has to do with him, Ansu can only go to Xiaopo Restaurant to eat now, and the news from the little second person in the shop.

In the small restaurant, Ansu took Qianchao to eat for three days, and he didn't see Jiang Li again.

It has become a good story that the Xianmen will leave the white horn for the mandarin bamboo to declare war, but there are also many people who have a relationship between the mandarin bamboo and the general, so it is often seen in the small restaurant that someone asks Xiao Er.

It's just that the second child of their family swears that their boss and Yuanzhu have a legitimate relationship, and they don't see each other often.

Mandarin bamboo is no longer looking for white horns, and white horns are even more calm to death.

Ansu felt that he was in Tianshuimen, and he had no other meaning than to raise fat.

So An Suhao gambled and spread rumors that the Baijiao family arranged for him to marry a daughter-in-law.

Everyone was shocked, and the white horn was about to soar, and he married a wife at this time......

Unexpectedly, a few days later, Baijiao held a fairy ceremony.

Bai Jiao was in the palace of the Xianmen Society and married Mandarin Bamboo.

The pit is that the venue is the ring of Xianmen Dabi,

At the wedding, Yuanzhu got his wish and fought with Baijiao.

Then he lost miserably and was resisted by Bai Jiao into the cave room.

Ansu, who was dressed in red, calmly peeled off a candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

Qianchao, who was also dressed in red next to him, his nervous palms were sweaty, he quietly glanced at Ansu, who was eating sugar, and his excited hands had nowhere to put them.

What are they wearing in red?

Oh! As the cutest little apprentices of Bai Jiao, they are flower girls.

The audience who was obsessed with CP in the live broadcast room got a moment of satisfaction.

Ansu looked at those barrages helplessly, isn't this a bit crazy?

Saying that no CP is no CP!

Ansu changed her clothes in a second, for no other reason, she didn't like to wear red.

Look old.

She was only twelve years old.

[Drop - The task of repairing the relationship between the male and female protagonists is completed.] 】

[Since the main story cannot be completed, please prepare to leave the mission world.] 】

Leaving to leave, Ansu took off his ordinary-looking mustard seed space ring to Qianchao.

Anyway, I can't take it away, so I think it's a meal ticket for Xiao Zhengtai for these ten days.

"I'm leaving." Ansu handed the ring to Chishio and opened his mouth low.

"Where are you going?" Xiao Qianchao, who was dressed in red, looked confused, why did the little friend say that he would leave, and there was such a thing as a ring...... It's weird to put it away.

The sugar gourd in his arms grabbed the corner of Ansu's clothes, unwilling to let go.

Qianchao couldn't feel it, but it could see that Bai Wei was leaving and would never come back.

Ansu slapped the little chubby hand of the sugar gourd.

The main character of the pit daddy, get out.

Durian Xiaolian (red): Is the anchor going down again?

The wood is finally no longer slag (red): Boom, reluctant.

Dear Tiramisu (Orange): When is the next broadcast?

Great Demon King: In the near future.

Orange: Waiting for you.