It’s Too Hard To Die - Chapter 934

[Chapter 881 Overworked?]

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Duan Wuluo and Su Yanli had just left.

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“Amitabha, female bodhisattva, let’s go, I have also found a suitable task for us.” The little monk looked at Yang Wan’er, put his hands together, chanted the Buddha’s name, and said seriously.

“Bald donkey, you…why do you suddenly call this name?” Yang Waner’s pretty face turned red, pinching the corners of her skirt, nibbling her silver teeth, and scolded coquettishly.

In front of so many junior brothers and junior sisters calling out ‘female bodhisattva’, it made people feel a little embarrassed to hear it.

“Amitabha, it’s a female bodhisattva. You didn’t let the little monk call your name. The little monk was helpless, so he had no choice but to shout like this.” The little monk folded his hands together and said a little helplessly.

“Bald donkey! You!” Yang Wan’er raised her eyebrows and snorted, as if she was about to have a seizure.

“Cough cough.” The

little monk quickly coughed twice, indicating that Yang Wan’er was in the public eye now, and so many junior brothers and sisters were watching.

And there are Senior Brother Ritian and the Four Dislikes.

The young monk reminded that Yang Wan’er immediately restrained the anger in her heart and tried her best to maintain a quiet and elegant image.

“Senior brother bald donkey, then you can call me junior sister, you don’t have to call me a female bodhisattva.” Yang Waner said with a smile.

The crowd was full of black lines.

Brother bald donkey.

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What the hell is this called?

“Oh~ so that’s the case. Junior sister is really smart like orchid. Look at my stupid little head. Why didn’t I think of the title of junior sister?” The little monk said again and again with a sudden realization.

Yang Wan’er snorted and said to herself, “Hmph, don’t think I don’t know, you just shouted that on purpose.

Others don’t know you, but I don’t know you?”

“Then let’s go? Junior sister.” The little monk made a gesture of invitation and chuckled.

Then.

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Another familiar farewell process.

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Wang Hao and Sixiang: … After

many times, the

two of them are no longer confused.

Instead.

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speechless.

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gone?

all gone?

just leave?

Only the two of them left?

They all flew away in pairs, so what about them?

What about the two of them?

“Senior Brother Ritian…” Sibu called out with a dull gaze.

“Huh? What’s wrong?” Wang Hao asked, his eyes also dull.

Although he didn’t know what the name Ritian meant, he still agreed.

Let’s just call it a nickname.

“Let’s form a team for the two of us.” Sibu suggested.

“Okay.” Wang Hao responded without thinking.

“What task does Senior Brother Ritian want to do?” Sibu asked.

“The most difficult task!” Wang Hao replied.

He now needs a channel to vent his anger.

So, the higher the difficulty, the better.

“That’s it.” Sibu’s eyes were dull and his movements were stiff, pointing to a task located at the highest point of the wall, and said.

“Okay.” Wang Hao nodded slightly and said without any energy.

Like a walking dead.

It seems that the two have not yet come out of the shadow of being hit.

After the task was determined, Wang Hao and Sixiang set off.

“Junior brothers and sisters, goodbye.” Wang Hao and Sibu said weakly goodbye.

“Hmm… oh… goodbye, two senior brothers, you must be careful on the road.” The disciples responded at a loss and warned.

Although I don’t know what happened, the two brothers seem to be very lost.

They were all a little afraid that Wang Hao and Sibu would commit suicide halfway through.

Inside the Sect Master’s Hall, Xiao Bai fell silent as he looked at the two silhouettes that disappeared in an instant.

a long time.

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“Are these stinky boys going on a mission or going on a date?” Xiao Bai asked with a black line on his head.

He could understand that these stinky boys were pretending to go out on a mission today, but they were actually going out on a date.

Mad, he’s been fooled!

He really thought that these boys were going out on a mission.

“Are Ritian and Xiao Si okay…” Liu Shi asked worriedly.

Looking at the symptoms of Fang Cai, Wang Hao and Siwei, I am afraid that they are already stunned.

“It’s okay, I can’t die, don’t worry.” Xiao Bai waved his hand and said.

Just let it out.

“By the way, what kind of mission did Ritian and the others take on?” Xiao Bai asked suddenly.

“It seems that there is a mysterious monster in an area in the eastern part of the Sanctuary. The supernatural power is very powerful and the identity is very mysterious.

The mission of Ritian and Xiaosi is to subdue him.” Liu Shi held his chin with one hand, earnestly replied.

“Then… this monster is going to be unlucky…” Xiao Bai murmured and said.

Now Wang Hao and Sibu are very angry, and the consequences are very serious.

“Well, there is a picture.” Ergou and the others all nodded and said.

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time flies.

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After the brothers Nangong Yunmo left, the rest of the inner and outer sect disciples began to choose their favorite tasks.

Soon, they also set off in a hurry.

Today, in the entire sect, there are only a few remaining disciples.

Among them, there are those who want to challenge the sect to experience the illusion, those who break through the retreat, those who are lazy to go out, and so on, etc., and they are left for many reasons.

As for Xiao Bai and the others, they divided their work and performed their duties.

Sleep when it’s time to sleep, go fishing when it’s time to fish, draw when it’s time to paint, hang out at the sect, cook when it’s time to cook, decorate the Palace of Xiyan Palace when it’s time to renovate, go out for diplomacy when it’s time to do diplomacy, do it when it’s time to go out Cultivation continues to practice.

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time flies by.

One day, early in the morning.

“Senior Xiao! Senior Xiao!”

Inside the sect master’s hall, in Xiao Bai’s room, outside the door, Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun were frantically knocking on the door, calling out Xiao Bai’s name.

However, it was not Xiao Bai’s voice that answered them.

“What’s wrong? Hall Master Nangong? But something urgent?”

This voice was extremely familiar and cold.

Hearing this sound, the hands of Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun knocking on the door were instantly frozen and could not fall down for a long time.

The voice that was about to call Xiao Bai stopped abruptly, the boss with his mouth open seemed to be able to swallow a goose egg.

this sound?

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hiss!

You can’t go wrong!

“Hehehe, sorry for disturbing you to rest, you continue, continue.” Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun laughed dryly, and quickly stepped back a few steps.

“Listening to your hurried footsteps and anxious voices, maybe something has happened, right?

I’d better wake him up.

“UU reading www.sonicmtl.com”, Ling Xinyun’s voice came from inside the room.

“No, no, it’s not an urgent matter, let’s talk to Senior Gou.

The suzerain works hard day and night, it is better to rest more.

Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun hurriedly shook their heads and said.

After that, the two of them disappeared as if flying away. Inside the

house, Xiao Bai was still sleeping soundly.

Beside, on a beautiful couch, Ling Xinyun was sleeping like a sleeper .

Lying on the couch like a beauty, with a jade hand holding a fragrant cheek, a jade hand holding a scroll, her right foot is exposed outside her skirt, just lying on her side is a painting.

However, at this time, Ling Xinyun His demeanor, slightly puzzled.

Overworked? What do you mean?

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