Chapter 1222: Depressed Uncle Mo

As soon as Bingyan came out, he couldn't wait to rush to Jinhao Immortal Venerable, for fear of being left behind.

"Shizun has been cold for a few months, this thing is not sensible, just punish it a little. Mo Jiuxiao didn't mind Bingyan playing with himself before, "The upper realm is dangerous and unknown, so the master will keep it for self-defense." ”

Jin Hao Immortal Venerable didn't give Bingyan a look, and said coldly: "Defend yourself, I'm afraid that it will die faster, right?" The Ten Ancient Alien Fires are really powerful, stay here with me to wronged it." ”

Seeing that Jin Hao Immortal Venerable was unmoved, Mo Jiuxiao was also helpless: "Master, if you don't take it away, do you want to leave it to us?" Luo Luo already has a flowing red star, and I am afraid that there will be a fight if there is another strange fire." Don't worry about Bingyan, it doesn't mean anything to me. I'm afraid that what happened last time was instructed by Heaven. ”

If Bingyan could speak at this moment, he would definitely hug Mo Jiuxiao and call him a benefactor! Finally, someone guessed that it was a backstabber, it was really wronged!

"So what, it's already done. ”

After speaking, Jinhao Immortal Venerable entered the inner hall mercilessly.

Mo Jiuxiao really has a headache, Shizun has always said that he is the same, and he is not easy to force. It's just that the people who say don't want it in this ancient fire are afraid that only the master is the master. But he still has to ask the master to accept Bingyan!

"Why should the master be angry, Bingyan really knows that it is wrong, you can give it a chance to repent. ”

Mo Jiuxiao himself was aggrieved when he said this, how could he act like he was admitting his mistakes? Mo Jiuxiao shook his head and shook out the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then persuaded him bitterly: "Master, just forgive it!"

Hehe, I knew that I wouldn't have told Bingyan at the beginning, but now it's all myself who suffers. Uncle Mo thought with a dark face.

In the end, under the persuasion of Mo Jiuxiao's three-inch incorruptible tongue, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable finally forgave Bingyan and reluctantly stayed by his side to burn the fire. Uncle Mo dragged back to the house tired, only to be overwhelmed by the items that poured out at the moment he opened the door.

"Luo Luo, what are you doing?" Mo Jiuxiao asked with difficulty as he fished himself out of the clutter.

"I'll choose a salute for the master again!" An Baobao said in a daze, and at this moment her choice difficulty finally broke out.

“…… Then you don't have to take out so many things, do you?"

Mo Jiuxiao looked at the room that was piled up with nowhere to stay, and three black lines appeared on his head. I'm really depressed today.

"Jiuqing, help me quickly!" Luo An'an was anxious to ask for help, "Actually, I originally wanted to bring everything to Shizun, but I was afraid that he would dislike it too much, so I was hesitating to bring anything over!"

Mo Jiuxiao saw the pile of yellow paper at his feet, and asked puzzledly, "Luo Luo, what is this?"

"It's rune paper! It's made with the best spirit plants in my space, and it can increase the power of the charm several times. Luo An'an also churned out a large jar of red stuff from his feet at this time: "With this cinnabar, the effect is doubled!"

Mo Jiuxiao couldn't laugh or cry, the sundries in this place were actually good things that couldn't be bought outside, but now they couldn't give them away.

"Luo Luo, put these two things away. Since Shizun has already created the Talisman in the air, he will probably not use cinnabar and rune paper in the future. ”

Luo Anan was a little unconvinced: "But these are very easy to use, much more powerful than the air drawing talisman." ”

"The master won't accept it. Mo Jiuxiao said affirmatively.

"Forget it, how many things have you packed? I'll help you with the reference. ”