"Pay close attention to Luo Xiaoman's whereabouts, and report any changes immediately."

"Yes!"

After Yan Yang left Xuan Youlin, he dragged his exhausted body to the outside, only then did he realize that he was already in a cold sweat.

"Oh, Luo Xiaoman, what are you thinking about?" Yan Yang shook his head and muttered: "This is Qingcang's monitoring point. If you come to participate in the Ten Sect Competition, it is undoubtedly a sheep's mouth?"

Even though he was a man of great greatness, he was still very happy with Luo Xiaoman. If he could, he really didn't want to be an enemy.

Yan Yang turned his head and glanced at the closed door, dark in his heart. Although Qing Cang's surface was to manipulate the Ten Sects, there must be something unknown behind him.

As for what?

He didn't know, he didn't want to know, he just wanted to quickly get through these ten big comparisons.

When Yan Yang left the study with a heavy heart, a sharp cold light flashed in Xuan Youlin's eyes, and the corners of his lips rose slightly. This smile was so cold.

"Luo Xiaoman, you can continue to be arrogant and arrogant." He curled his lips and said mockingly: "Next, it's a gluttonous feast specially prepared for you. However, the gluttonous party is not you, but... …"

He didn't continue speaking, but his eyes turned to the ground, as if there was something buried three thousand feet underground that could destroy Luo Xiaoman.

When everyone in Luo Xuanzong ate and drank, one by one collapsed on the ground and fell asleep on the ground, but Luo Xiaoman, who had been drunk, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hush!" She made a silent motion to Kunlun, so that he would not disturb others.

Kunlun nodded and stood silently.

Luo Xiaoman scanned the crowd again and saw that everyone was sleeping soundly. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Little dragon, come out!"

When the voice fell, Xiaolong emerged from the void.

This guy is no longer round and round now, he has maintained the appearance of a porcelain doll, and looks very cute.

Maybe it's because he has been mingling with Xiao Ling too much. Luo Xiaoman can see Xiao Ling's shadow from him from time to time, especially the **** buttoning action, which is exactly the same.

"Mother, I want to drink too!" As soon as Xiaolong came out, he stared at the pot of wine on the ground, swallowing continuously.

Although he had never drunk, seeing Luo Xiaoman drank so happily, he remembered very much.

"Are you sure?" Luo Xiaoman blinked, then smiled slyly, took a pot of wine in his hand, and handed it over. "Here, here you are."

"Wow, my mother is so good!" Xiaolong's eyes lit up, he quickly held the pot of wine, raised his head and poured it down.

However, when the wine entered the mouth, his eyes widened suddenly, and he spit out all the wine with a bang. "Bah, bah, it's so terrible! Why can mother drink such terrible things with relish!"

"Hahahaha!" Seeing Xiaolong's grievances, Luo Xiaoman couldn't help being happy. "Xiaolong, this is what you asked for. Mother didn't force you."

Xiaolong pouted, knowing that his mother was deliberate, but there was no evidence, so he was depressed alone.

"Okay, we have to do business." Luo Xiaoman said with a sullen expression, narrowing his smile, and said: "Xiaolong, I need you to find a magic weapon here."

"What magic weapon?" Although Xiaolong felt wronged, he could still distinguish the seriousness. Seeing Luo Xiaoman's serious face, he couldn't help entering the state.