"Huh?" Shi Jun was stunned!

These years, new disciples have their own bodyguards?

The most terrifying thing is that every bodyguard has passed the test of the apprenticeship ceremony. Isn't it terrible?

How powerful is this Junior Brother Bai's family to have such a foundation?

"Senior Brother Shi, we won't delay your business anymore." Luo Xiaoman smiled and said: "Go ahead. If there is any problem, we will definitely find you."

"Good, good!"

Shi Jun walked out dazedly.

"deep!"

The door closed, Luo Xiaoman turned around and looked at Mo Yuan with a serious face, "You still go to the next room..."

Mo Yuan turned around, his clothes turned, and he sat on the floor chicly, looking at Luo Xiaoman wickedly, "This is Xuanzong, it is the tiger and wolf lair. I must guarantee your safety."

Luo Xiaoman curled his lips and said dejectedly: "What about Tiger Wolf's Lair? With my strength, even if Yuan Cheng makes the shot himself, it can't help me."

Mo Yuan condensed a pair of eyes and stared at Luo Xiaoman closely.

He didn't speak, and just watched so intently, Luo Xiaoman felt a little flustered.

Tsk, Yuan has become more and more unreasonable recently!

"Okay!" Luo Xiaoman raised his hands and chose to surrender. "You can live here. But, let me explain in advance, I won't let out the bed."

"No problem." Mo Yuan curled the corners of his lips, showing a slight smile.

Luo Xiaoman rolled his eyes and was speechless for a while.

How does she feel that this guy slept on the floor and slept happily?

"Liang Xin, have you handed in your cultivation resources this month?"

"Senior Brother Fan, I, didn't I hand it in?"

"Oh, I didn't receive it! So, you turn in immediately!!"

At this time, a noisy sound came from the outside.

Luo Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mo Yuan.

Without Luo Xiaoman's words, Mo Yuan hugged her, slammed away, and came to the roof.

Mo Yuan sat on it, allowing Luo Xiaoman to lean in his arms.

At this moment, Luo Xiaoman raised his hand and grabbed it, but he took out the melon seeds that Lin Sansheng had sent over.

"Tsk tusk, I didn't expect Xuanzong to have a good show when he first came to Xuanzong, not bad." Luo Xiaoman squeezed a melon seed and knocked it gently, watching the good show ahead leisurely.

At this moment, the three Xuanzong disciples were surrounding one Xuanzong disciple, and they seemed to be squeezing each other's cultivation resources.

From Shi Jun’s mouth, I learned that Xuanzong would allocate training resources based on his disciples’ performances every month. Disciples who performed well would be allocated a little more training resources, while those with poor performance would guarantee the minimum resources.

A disciple like Shi Jun can be allocated ten bottles of spiritual liquid a month, as well as other scattered resources.

As for the disciple who was squeezed, he could only be allocated three bottles of Spirit Essence at most. After all, his strength was only one level, but his age was not that young.

"Brother Fan, I, I only have three bottles of spiritual liquid left this month. If I give you more, I won't have the resources to practice." The disciple was crying and begged: "Please, let me go."

"Hmph, this is your problem, you have to solve it yourself. However, this month's resources, you must hand in, otherwise..." Fan Ma, with a gloomy face, and the other two followers, pressured Tian Ming.

"Stop!" At this moment, Lan Xi came back from Elder Miao. He just saw this scene and couldn't help staring at Fan Ma and the others angrily, "We are all Xuanzong disciples, why do we oppress each other?"