Hilarious Xiuxian Meng fox is not allowed to escape

Chapter 1695 The Hidden Mahayana Monk
Feng Xue: "...Master An'an, don't you feel that your conscience won't hurt when you say this? In terms of sleep skills, you don't sleep as much in the whole world of cultivating immortals, do you?"

"..." The one who was bullied was speechless, and a certain one brazenly turned to look at the shit-shoveling officer, with an aggrieved expression on its face: "Jiuqing, he beat me up."

Mo Jiuxiao gave his face immediately, and looked at Feng Xue on the opposite side without looking: "Feng Xue, your wings are stiff, aren't they?"

"No, I dare not." Feng Xue felt bitter, and then solemnly bowed to Luo An'an: "It's my fault, I hope the wife of the Pavilion Master doesn't care about me."

A certain one arrogantly turned its head away, and covered its mouth and snickered the moment it turned its face away.

"Actually, I have something important to report to the pavilion master this time." Enough of the trouble, Feng Xue's expression became serious: "The first thing is to hunt down you and Lord An'an's sects, and there are many people in their search team recently. There are quite a few people with advanced cultivation, I suspect that those people are actually monsters in disguise."

"Those sects are likely to have united with the Yaozu, Wang Pavilion Master must be careful."

Mo Jiuxiao squinted his eyes, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Don't pay attention to them, clown, just take good care of the sect. The business in the pavilion has not been disturbed, has it?"

"...Well, there is still interference. Although the income is not as much as before, the accounts are still very objective. I don't know if the pavilion master wants me to send some secretly..."

"No need." Mo Jiuxiao shook his head: "We don't lack anything here. If you have any difficulties in the pavilion, you can ask Wen Fuquan from Tongcheng for help."

"I see." Feng Xue nodded, then frowned and said: "Pavilion Master, I saw that hidden Mahayana cultivator in the sect. You definitely can't think of who she is?"

"Oh, who is it?" Luo Anan rubbed his little head over again, asking gossip.

Feng Xue's tone paused, and finally she said after some consideration: "The appearance of that senior is [-]% similar to Jiu Lingxian's uncle. So I wonder...whether Jiu Shishu has any relatives left behind."

"No." Mo Jiuxiao said decisively: "My mother's only blood relative in the world is me, there can be no others."

"That's strange." Feng Xue was puzzled: "How could Immortal Jin Hao help her break through the Mahayana stage?"

Mentioning the old man, both Mo Jiuxiao and Luo An'an's mood dropped.Feng Xue knew that she had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately said: "Then I will immediately order someone to investigate her carefully, Pavilion Master can rest assured."

"No need. Since the master and uncle can rest assured of her, then this person should be reliable." Luo An'an spoke in place of Mo Jiuxiao, silently shaking his head at Feng Xue.

The wind and snow were clear, and then changed the subject with a hippie smile and said: "Master An'an, I apply for Rong Ke to help me with the affairs of the pavilion."

Speaking of which, Luo An'an's influence has been well concealed, and almost no one knows that Rong Xinlou is related to her.As for Kong Gu, there are some speculations, but Rong Xinlou has always kept a low profile, and no evidence can be found.

"Fine, whatever you want." Seeing Feng Xue's emaciated and pitiful expression, An Baobao didn't make any more jokes with him, so he nodded and agreed.

The communication came to an abrupt end, but Mo Jiuxiao's heart couldn't calm down.

"Jiuqing, are you thinking about that Mahayana monk?"

"It doesn't have to be a monk, it may be a demon cultivator." Mo Jiuxiao squeezed the fox's hand: "I don't think there will be a person who looks like my mother in the world out of thin air, and the master has never told me about it... "

(End of this chapter)