Chapter 273
Yan Xi really didn't know how to speak!
If you just find someone and ask him to go to a temple and propose marriage to the presiding old nun, he will be very embarrassed, so embarrassing.

This thing is so morally depraved.

It's not that people who have broken away from vulgar interests can't do it.

Yan Xi... not yet.

He is shallow.

Yan Xi was thinking hard about how to speak to make himself look more decent, when he heard a voice calling: "Little Ancestor Yunxiao, why is it you?"

A girl wearing a white robe with the logo of the Snow Mountain School, but with a red plum embroidered on the hem, ran out of the nunnery, and was surprised to see Yan Xiqiao.

He had some vague impressions, and shouted: "You are that...Sun Xiaohong?"

Seeing the other party's complexion changed slightly, Yan Xi thought that he might have said the wrong name, and called out, "Ni Dahong?"

"Or... Ye Xiaohong? Little Red Elephant?"

Yan Xi suddenly thought of a song with an extremely magical sound: Little Red, Little Elephant, it's Little Red Elephant, Little Elephant, Little Red, it's Little Elephant Red...

Lian Hongyao's pretty face was almost green, and she said, "The grandson's name is Lian Hongyao!"

Yan Xi finally had an impression, and said: "I remember, you and Lian Hongye are brothers and sisters!"

Lian Hongyao was speechless, and said, "That's Senior Brother Ye Hongchen."

Yan Xi remembered a little more, and secretly said: "I remember, the girl licks the dog." But it is difficult for him to say this sentence. Although he is senior, he should not humiliate the younger generation like this.

Yan Xi glanced at the woman in the red dress who was lying on the ground, and suddenly felt a little sad for Lian Hongyao, and comforted her: "The dead is gone, so don't be sad."

Yan Xi's mind was wandering just now, and the atmosphere was out of control. Suddenly, such a heartwarming sentence popped up, which made Lian Hongyao burst into tears, and shouted: "The little ancestor is the master of the grandson!"

Only then did Yan Xi realize that he is a senior of the Xueshan School, a descendant of the four-character generation of Shenxiao Yunhe, a serious second-generation ancestor, and Lian Hongyao is a sixth-generation disciple of the Xueshan School, so he shouldn't ask himself call the shots?

Because of his master Nayunsou and Chasing Yunsou, he also had friendship with a Zen master. Later, the big fox Yu Shushu and his girlfriend Xun Qingying both worshiped a Zen master, and he couldn't help feeling that he was with Yu Qingchan and Yu Qingyu. Both are defendants.

But from a jurisprudential point of view, Yan Xi is actually the one who suffers, the honest and upright patriarch.

Yan Xi glanced at it, and the rest of the female disciples of the Xueshan School glanced at Duan Nanzhou. These people all showed anticipation, so they could only bite the bullet and say, "I'll take care of this matter."

Duan Nanzhou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Yan Xi had taken over the matter.

Before she entered Tianlong nunnery, she had a handkerchief with Lian Hongyao, and they had a very close relationship.Later, Lian Hongyao went to the Snow Mountain School, and she studied Buddhism under Master Yi Tuo of Tianlong Nunnery. The relationship between the two has not been broken, and they often exchange letters.

For this reason, Duan Nanzhou took the initiative to stand up for his good friend, and he was also a little apprehensive in his heart. He was afraid that his master would not allow him, so he specially found a person who asked Lian Hongyao to come over when his master was not around.

Yan Xi is the true disciple of Xueshan School's seriousness, and he cares about this matter much more legitimately than her.

Yan Xi thought to himself: "Why did this shit finally fall on me?"

Monk Ku slowly exhaled his true energy, and the mana of his true energy recovered seven or eighty-eight, and he opened his eyes.

Yan Xi glanced at this disciple, suddenly overjoyed, and thought: "Why don't you leave this matter to the bitter monk?"

He touched Monk Ku's bald head and said, "You are my disciple, and you are also the Yunzi generation of the fourth generation of Shenxiao Yunhe of our Xueshan School. Hong Yao is a disciple of the sixth generation, and you are also called the little ancestor. I'll leave this up to you."

Monk Ku didn't know that sister Lian Hongyao, Yu Qingchan, and Yu Qingyu's sister and brother were in trouble, so they agreed without hesitation.

Yan Xi also specially warned: "The other party is from Baidiguan's lineage, so don't be strong, and you can't hurt him?"

Monk Ku thought to himself: "It must not be a big deal for the two factions to be on such good terms."

Seeing that the atmosphere became harmonious, Duan Nanzhou's blushing pretty face had just faded, and it turned red again, his bright eyes were like dripping water, for fear that Yan Xi would "propose marriage" again.

A few female disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect, observing their words and expressions, felt that this was an interesting time. They took Lian Hongyao who had just arrived, chattered, and told what happened just now.

Lian Hongyao's mana to manipulate the soul was broken by Xuanyin Guiyun's soul-absorbing power. She hurried over and took some time, so she didn't hear Yan Xi's talk about proposing marriage.

At this time, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and thought to himself: "Nan Zhou is a first-class talent, and he is also the only direct successor of Master Yi Tuo. Taking a close look at the ancestor of Yunsou, and wanting to find a wife for the apprentice, it is also a response. I mean, it’s just that I’ll be embarrassed in the future, and the handkerchief hander will become an elder who is several generations older.”

"However, it's fun."

Yan Xi braced himself, and was about to pick it up again, when Lian Hongyao appeared and interrupted the conversation, when he heard a sharp whistle, and the black clouds billowing in the distance resumed again.

Yan Xi was startled, and thought: "I'm cooking cloud apprentice, didn't something happen?"

Then I heard Dongfang Qiu shout: "Little thief, if you run away from the monk, you can't run away from the nunnery. Wait until I destroy the Tianlong nunnery, and you will be loaded with the orthodoxy of the old thief nun."

Only then did Yan Xi feel relieved, and secretly said: "It turns out that Cooking Yuntuer was too slippery, and Dongfang Qiu lost it after chasing him, so he turned around."

While he was awake, Peng Yun ran away, but he secretly regretted, why did Feng Yun run away?Dongfang Qiu should be attracted for a while longer.

The bitter monk thought, "Where did I escape?"

He knew that Yan Xi, the master, was not capable. Tianlong Nunnery's mountain protection circle, because Duan Nanzhou's mana was ordinary, couldn't stimulate the strongest force, so it wouldn't last long, so he said, "Master, I'll lure this old thief away."

Yan Xi hastily persuaded him: "You are not the opponent of the old thief Dongfangqiu, so don't go."

The bitter monk has already controlled the Maha Jiedao, turned into a golden rainbow, and skyrocketed.

Yan Xi couldn't just watch his apprentice go to die, although he could travel back anytime, but with a heat in his chest, he squeezed the magic formula, and a glazed sky dragon flew out, jumped onto the dragon's back, and followed it up through the air.

Yan Xi's mana was all exhausted because of the slash with all his strength just now, so he can only use Buddhist mana at this time.

His Buddhist skill is not enough to escape and fly in the air, so he can only forcibly step on the dragon.

Ordinary Yujian flying, because the air mechanism is connected, it will never fall down.Yan Xi's skill is insufficient at this time, and he has not yet been able to control the flight of the Buddha's light. It is actually very dangerous to step on the dragon forcibly.

Duan Nanzhou saw that Yan Xi's master and apprentice had all made a move, he gritted his silver teeth and said to his good sisters: "You guard Tianlong Temple for me, and I will go up and fight side by side."

A flying sword flew out from the back of her head, and it was a pack of master's treasures for refining demons, bestowed on this one and only direct disciple.

Lian Hongyao didn't have a flying sword, not even an ancient sword, and her skills were not strong enough to control a sword, so she could only watch, worrying about herself, but she couldn't get in her hand.

(End of this chapter)

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