It’s Too Hard To Die Chapter 881: Overworked?
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Duan Wuluo and Su Yanli just left. . . .
"Amitabha, female bodhisattva, let's go, I have 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 are you calling this name all of a sudden?" Yang Waner's pretty face turned red, pinching the corners of her skirt, gnashing her silver teeth, and rebuked coquettishly.
In front of so many junior brothers and sisters, calling out 'female bodhisattva' makes people feel a little embarrassed.
"Amitabha, it's a female bodhisattva, you didn't let the little monk call your name. The little monk was helpless, so he could only call it 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 hurriedly 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 Sibu.
The young monk reminded him that Yang Wan'er immediately restrained the anger in her heart and tried her best to maintain a quiet and elegant image.
"Senior bald donkey, then you can call me junior sister, you don't have to call me a female bodhisattva." Yang Wan'er smiled without a smile.
The crowd was full of black lines.
Senior bald donkey. . . .
What the **** is this called?
"Oh~ So that's the case, Junior Sister is as smart as orchid. Look at my stupid little head, why didn't I think of the title Junior Sister?" The little monk said with a look of sudden realization.
Yang Wan'er snorted and said to herself, "Hmph, don't think I don't know, you just shouted like that on purpose.
People 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. . . . Another familiar farewell process. . . .
Wang Hao and Sixiang:......
After many times, the two of them are no longer confused.
It is. . . . speechless. . . .
Go away? all gone? Just gone?
Are 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 doesn't know what the name Ritian means, he still agrees.
Let's take it as a nickname for now.
"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 way to vent his anger.
So, the higher the difficulty, the better.
"That's it." Sibu said with a dull gaze and a stiff movement, pointing to a task located at the highest point of the wall.
"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 mission was determined, Wang Hao and Sixiang set off.
"Goodbye, junior brothers and sisters." Wang Hao and Sibu said weakly goodbye.
"Hmm... oh... goodbye two brothers, you must be careful on the road." The disciples responded at a loss, exhorting.
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.
In the Sect Master's Hall, Xiao Bai fell silent as he looked at the two silhouettes that disappeared in an instant.
Long time. . . .
"Are these stinky boys going on a quest or going on a date?" Xiao Bai asked with a black line all over 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.
Made, he's been fooled!
He really thought these boys were out on a mission.
"Are Ritian and Xiao Si okay..." Liu Shi asked worriedly.
Looking at the symptoms of Wang Hao and Si's dissimilarity, I'm afraid they've been stunned.
"It's okay, I won't die, don't worry." Xiao Bai waved his hand and said.
Just let it go.
"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. Its supernatural power is very powerful and its identity is very mysterious.
Ri Tian and Xiao Si's mission is to put him down. "Liu Shi supported his chin with one hand and answered seriously.
"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 serious.
"Well, there is a picture." Ergou and the others all nodded and said.
…………
Time passes. . . .
After the brothers Nangong Yunmo left, the rest of the inner and outer disciples began to choose their favorite tasks.
Soon, they set off in a hurry.
Nowadays, 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, and those who are lazy to go out, etc., etc., and so on, because of 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 Word when it's time to renovate, and go out and engage in diplomacy Diplomacy, and those who should practice continue to practice.
…………
Time flies fast.
One day, early morning.
"Senior Xiao! Senior Xiao!"
In the Sect Master's Hall, Xiao Bai's room, outside the door, Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun are frantically knocking on the door, calling out Xiao Bai's name.
However, it was not Xiao Bai's voice who answered them.
"What's wrong? Hall Master Nangong? But something urgent?"
This voice is very 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 voice? !
Hey!
You can't go wrong!
"Hehehe, I'm sorry for disturbing your 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?
I'd better wake him up~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Xinyun's voice came from inside the house.
"No, no, no, it's not an urgent matter, we'll just talk to Senior Dog.
The suzerain works day and night, and it is better to rest more. "Nangong Xuan and Nangong Liuyun hurriedly shook their heads and said.
After saying that, the two disappeared as if flying.
Inside the house, Xiao Bai was still sleeping soundly.
Besides, there is a beautiful couch, Ling Xinyun is lying on the couch like a sleeping beauty, with a jade hand holding a fragrant cheek, a jade hand holding a scroll, the right foot is exposed outside the skirt, only the side Lying here is a painting.
However, at this time, Ling Xinyun's demeanor was slightly puzzled.
Overworked? What's the meaning?
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