Hearing mu Qingxiao's words, Li Mochou raised his head and said excitedly, "this is true. I don't know who the right person is?"

"Don't worry, fairy Li. The right person in my mouth will appear soon."

Mu Qingxiao smiled mysteriously. Of course, the right person in his mouth is Yang Guo, the little red man.

With grandma sun's chivalrous and kind heart, it is inevitable for Yang Guo to worship the ancient tomb.

Mu Qingxiao naturally doesn't mind, and Xiao Longnv must not object.

Giving this boy to Li Mochou for comparison can not only solve her cultivation problem, but also create one more subordinate who can be sent. Why not?

Moreover, looking for another man, Li Mochou will never accept it, but Yang Guo is now about 13-14 years old. He is not even a man at all. At most, he is a little fart child with no hair. Not to mention Li Mochou has intersection with him.

Give Yang Guo to Li Mochou. It's sour enough!

"In that case, I'll wait a little longer. However, if I want to practice the Yu Nu Xin Jing completely, I still need the internal mental skill taught by Quanzhen."

Hearing Li Mochou's words, mu Qingxiao remembered a very interesting thing, and a bad smile arose from the corners of his mouth.

At the moment of Yu Nu Xin Jing, I heard that she was blushing and shy.

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