Xianjun, your peach blossoms are so sweet

Chapter 72 Lao Bai, you don't know this person?
"Well, listen to you."

The boy's voice was very soft, revealing a wave of firm trust.

Jiaoqiao became more and more ashamed, looking at him, her conscience was strongly condemned.

After hesitating for a long time, she clenched her fists, "Brother Gu Yan, I have something to tell you."

Gu Yan raised his eyes, a little puzzled, "Huh?"

Jiaoqiao leaned over and said quietly: "I am in the late stage of transformation."

She has a bright smile, her crescent moons are curved, and she exudes a fragrance of peach blossoms all over her body. She is white and tender, making people want to get close to her.

Gu Yan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he gave a thumbs up, "Very powerful."

Jiaoqiao stuck out her tongue, "No."

Having said that, her little face couldn't stop rising, and she stood with her hands behind her back, looking lonely and proud.

At the age of one hundred and six, she has cultivated into the late stage of transformation, and she is already quite impressive among the monster races.

After all, her body is just an ordinary peach tree.

The cultivation realms of the demon clan are divided into: spirit, spirit monster, transformation form, little demon, big demon, demon king, demon emperor, and demon emperor.

They correspond to the Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Yuanying, Dacheng, Immortal, Immortal King, Immortal Emperor, and Immortal Emperor of the human race.

Each state has the theory of the early, middle and late stages.

Cultivation is difficult, and it is difficult to ascend to the blue sky!
Every time a realm is broken through, it will take several times longer for the demon race than for the human race, but the effect is also significant.

Between the same realm, the monster clan kills the clan instantly!

Gu Yan clapped his palms, praised and smiled: "This pose is very beautiful, next time I will find an artist to draw it for you."

"Really?"

Jiaoqiao's eyes lit up, and she grabbed the corner of his clothes, "Look for a painter to help me draw?"

Gu Yan blushed and nodded.

She laughed dryly before realizing something was wrong, and quickly let go of her hand.

"By the way, if you find a painter, will there be too few pictures?"

The regret in Gu Yan's heart hadn't dissipated yet, when he heard this sentence suddenly, there was a bit of doubt in his eyes, "Huh?"

Jiaoqiao cleared her throat and said, "I think it would be a bit extravagant to ask an artist to draw a picture."

Gu Yan blinked, "Huh?"

She gestured up and down twice, and said excitedly: "I mean, drawing one piece is also a picture, and drawing a hundred pictures is also a picture, why don't you make a picture book?"

Gu Yan stared at her fixedly, for a long time, the corners of his lips raised, "Okay."

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at the guest table
All the bigwigs gave advice one after another.

"Mr. Xing is calm, Mr. Xing is calm. It is normal for the two children to chat speculatively."

"Yeah, now even Yuelao advocates free love, we shouldn't stop it."

"That's not true. Children of their age, the more obstructed they are, the easier it is to develop a rebellious mentality."

"He he he he..."

Wenqu Xingjun looked at the boy in the lavender robe on the big screen, and was stunned for a long time without saying a complete sentence.

"Wenqu!"

Taibai Jinxing's face turned black with anger, he pulled him to sit down, and said in a low voice: "Can you bastard save some face for Tianting?"

There was a bit of gritted teeth in his tone.

This guy, once he commits a crime, he doesn't care about his image at all.

He's nothing, after all, he's a well-known rascal, and everyone's used to it, but... he's representing Heaven now!

"No ..."

Wenqu Xingjun waved his hand, just stood up, and was pulled to sit down again.

With a dark face, Taibai Jinxing begged: "Wenqu! Is it okay for me to call you your ancestor? Outside, do you want to save some face for our Heavenly Court?"

"no--"

Wenqu Xingjun couldn't laugh or cry, pointed to the shy and clean boy on the big screen, and asked tentatively: "Old Bai, this person...you don't know him?"

(End of this chapter)