Oh no, I couldn't hear Maomao laughing loudly in the live broadcast room. What they heard was the little bear screaming, and I don't know if it was happy or scared.

There is no way, others can't hear the telepathic sounds of the two.

"Rake, love!"

"No more, look, the two seniors are waiting over there. It's so hard for the old man to wait. Let's go over."

"Yes!"

Maomao is generally obedient and does not force Jia Long to throw him away and play with him.

"Two seniors, this red-eyed man is someone you know. Did he say something when he was dying?"

Jia Long approached the two seniors and asked carefully.

The old monk sighed and wiped off his head and eyelids that had already been swallowed, and then stood up.

"Idiot, Idiot, I just want to be famous, why should I embark on this path and end up like this? Why bother? Why bother? Amitabha..."

The old monk seemed to have grown a few years earlier, and his rough hands were trembling slightly.

"Little layman, this person has offended so much just now. I'll apologize to you for the old monk."

"Don't you pay me a compensation? Who is this person?"

Jia Long was confused by the old Taoist.

"He is the youngest closed disciple of the old monk, and his Dharma name is Shanruo." The old Taoist said, and Jia Long's suspicion was relieved.

"I was the most proud disciple of the old monk, but because he could not surpass us in his lifetime, he was trapped for decades. He didn't expect to take this step. That's right. In terms of combat power, no matter who I and the old monk were alone, they were not their opponents. Shanruo could have achieved his wish."

"The old monk, who is the old monk? I have already said that taking disciples is just a little more trouble. If I have only accepted two disciples, he has taken so much, just watching one by one die of old age or death by accident, saying why are you going to come? Why are you going to come..."

“…”

Looking at the old Taoist senior who was also trapped in memories and grief, Jia Long was speechless for a moment.

She wanted to ask the dead red-eyed bald head, and said something at the end of her death, but now was not the time, so she had to stand.

"Old Master, my disciple has added so much trouble to me. Do you think that if we destroy the tower body under our feet, will he feel more regretful when he goes to the underworld?"

"It must be."

"Okay, then I'll do my best. According to the words, there will be more powerful people in the upper class to defend, and even he says it's powerful. I want to learn it from the old monk, go!"

"Walk!"

One Taoist and one monk, two people rushed to the sky with a heroic spirit, and the pointer was lit up, but they didn't tell Jia Long anything, and just jumped upwards.

There was nothing in the waterfall, but after they both jumped with all their strength, they could jump up with light skills like Jia Long. Even the old monk did it under a slight anger.

"Well……"

Seeing the two old seniors leaving, Jia Long's face was stunned.

You haven't disclosed the information to me yet, why did you leave like this? Do you look down on me?

She muttered her pink lips, not understanding what she said, but she was just angry.

"Maomao, let's go up too. It seems that my strength has recovered a lot. I will be able to use Valkyrie mode later. Let them look at each other differently."

"Yeah, look at Ning Yeshan!"

"superior!"

"stand!"

Each person and a bear jumped lightly, Jia Long came up like an old Taoist, stepping on the water and stomping on the water. Maomao stomped on the waterfall and splashed water everywhere. She struggled for a long time, fell down the waterfall, and then struggled to step on it a little bit.

Boda, in the end, Jia Long grabbed the little guy with one hand and carried it to the upper floor.

The little white bear was sweating all over.

Who made its light skills not good enough? Especially in wilderness mode, it can't be so light-hearted.

"Huh?"

But just when Maomao wanted to say something, it suddenly screamed in surprise.

“…”
Chapter completed!