"If you don't cultivate immortals, are you kidding me?" Ling Qi was stunned when he heard this, and then asked carefully.

"Do you think I'm going to be a joke?" The ethereal voice inside smiled slightly, and then replied with a little teasing.

Ling Qi took a deep breath, resisted the urge to leave after brushing his sleeves, and said slowly: "If this world does not follow the path of cultivation, it is probably not that I cannot achieve some of my wishes."

"Wish, do you seek immortality or invincibility?"

The ethereal voice was still calm, as if it was just a big sister next door, but Ling Qi saw the strong wind and the sky was darker. He sighed at the immortal methods of this world, and shook his head and said, "I don't seek immortality, I don't ask for invincibility, I just want to see the prosperity of the world."

The room was silent for a long time, and then the ethereal voice was a little confused: "Looking at the prosperity of the world, is this your wish?"

"Yes." Ling Qi, outside the house, replied solemnly.

A burst of unrestrained laughter suddenly came from the house. Ling Qi looked at the flowers blooming around the trees. The warm wind came. He sighed again that he was indeed an immortal, but he heard the sound in the house with a little annoyed meaning: "Little guy, you are here to smash the place, right!"

Ling Qi was a little confused, so he scratched his head and said carefully: "Senior, just say whatever I want me to do, there is no need to do such a big battle!"

There was another silence in the room, and then a sigh came out. Feeling the disappearance of the pressure in the room, Ling Qi asked in a low voice: "Senior?"

Ling Qi shouted boldly: "Senior, I'm pushing the door!" He pushed open the door, and the room was just a simple furniture arrangement, without the beauty bathing that appeared in his mind. Ling Qi shook his head and shook off the unrealistic idea. He sighed with a little disappointment, but heard a sarcastic voice behind him: "How old is the little brat who thinks about these colorful things?"

Ling Qi smiled and turned around and saw a little girl in white clothes. She seemed to have just taken a shower, with a faint fragrance. Ling Qi was not angry either, but just sniffed her nose twice, and said exaggeratedly: "I don't know which girl came over to me to appreciate it as soon as she took a shower. Didn't she like this young master?"

The little girl covered her mouth and chuckled twice, and suddenly her face changed again, and she turned into the delicate woman she saw in the daytime. She bowed and said, "The little demon is here to pay tribute to Mr. Ling."

Ling Qi was so scared that he quickly shrank back and asked nervously: "Senior?"

The woman's face changed again. This time, a figure who couldn't see clearly appeared. The figure coughed, and then an ethereal voice came: "Little guy, as long as you promise me not to cultivate immortality, they will all belong to you!"

Ling Qi was a little annoyed this time, and looked at the figure in front of him deeply, then said calmly: "I'm going to say goodbye."

The figure was a little stunned, and then ordered with a bad tone: "Sit down." Ling Qi felt his legs lose control and tied himself to the chair behind him. Looking at the figure in front of him, he smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, do you think I would like this kind of gift?"

"Isn't it just to see all the prosperity of the world?"

The figure's tone was a little confused, but Ling Qi felt that his bones were creaking. He took a deep breath to calm down his restless heart and replied: "No, even if you are an immortal, you should know this, read my heart. Senior, you should play and wait until the boy comes back to the world!"

"Okay, I remember." Looking at the demon lord who was like a fox in front of him, Ling Qi could only smile helplessly. This senior made me a promise to tie me to the demon clan. What exactly do we, a foreigner, think about even this level of thinking about it.

"It's not to be said, but the identity of a stranger is indeed the key." Listening to the explanation of the figure in front of him, Ling Qi whispered: "I know how to read my heart, but I want to make a trap for someone. That peak master is like this, right?" Feeling the stinging pain from his body, looking at the figure in front of him who was even sitting next to him who picked up the chair and tasted tea, Ling Qi could only smile and said: "You can do whatever you want, I am your loyal servant."

"Then why are you still scolding me in your heart?" The figure leaned closer, looked at the smirking little hairy child in front of him, and chuckled twice.

Ling Qi felt the heavier pressure on his legs and could only explain carefully: "I swear I never scolded you. If I scolded you, I wouldn't die a good death."

The demon lord looked at Ling Qi, who was pretending to be sincere in front of him, covered his mouth and laughed twice, and continued to put pressure: "Then what happened to you 'the older single woman is absolutely no one to want'? Little guy, think about it carefully, I can't explain it. I will send you to Xiao Yingying tonight."

When Ling Qi thought that if the demon lord really did this, the little girl would probably chop off all three legs. She sighed in her heart that she was the demon lord and she used a knife to kill people so smoothly. Her thoughts flipped. She looked up at the blurred figure in front of her and said affectionately: "You missed a sentence. I am an older saint like you. No one wants you to be taller than you, so why don't you recommend yourself, I am a man..."

The demon lord just raised his fingers and closed the little hairy child's mouth, then sighed and touched Ling Qi's hair and said in a teasing manner: "You are too young, but I can wait. Why don't we order a wedding letter now and the date will be set in ten years, little guy?"

Ling Qi could only protest. The guy in front of him probably saw through all his situation at a glance, but he didn't know whether her words were a joke or a real one, but it was not impossible. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could tell that he was a long-legged...

The demon lord looked at the guy in front of him and sighed, "Little guy, just think about it. Don't say such words in the demon clan. I'm afraid that if you say such words, you will be beaten to death by those fools and thrown to the back mountain as nourishment." After a pause, she said with some nostalgia: "Speaking of this, when that little guy was forced to engage in a engagement by me, he looked like he was beaten to death and refused to obey. It's really interesting than you, a little pervert."

Ling Qi expressed his protest, you forced me, I was the one who was forced, okay, and my fellow villagers have been doing this forever. If you say you don’t follow me, I will definitely not believe it.

The demon lord was a little silenced and looked at the little hairy child in front of him and said, "Of course he won't obey him. If it weren't for the old Taoist sect coming to say love in the end, I would never agree to that kind of wedding."

Ling Qi's face was a little strange. He restored the scene at that time from the words of the demon lord. Thinking of the original owner of the mansion, a painting appeared in his mind. In the painting, the fellow villager who had just made an agreement with the stunning woman, was forced to make a decision with someone again when he arrived at the demon clan. This fellow villager was really romantic.

"Ahem, I just had a sincere conversation with that little guy in the back mountain, and this obviously made my clan aggrieved, so what else does he disagree with?" Looking at the demon lord who was constantly explaining in front of him, Ling Qi knew that he should have guessed it almost completely, and he felt even more moved, what is the stranger worth paying so much here. Looking at the figure in front of him, Ling Qi always felt that the demon clan was a little careless.

"It's not an exaggeration to say that the girl is not an instinct. She gave her half of her cultivation and didn't even get a promise. Isn't it just to let him stay by this girl's side in this life? Is it so difficult to agree?" The demon lord in front of her was a little sad, and said to the little hairy child in front of her half-remember and half-comprehension.

Ling Qi whined twice, and the demon lord raised his hand to unlock the spell. Ling Qi looked at the blurry figure in front of him and sighed and said, "If it were him, I wouldn't have made such a promise."

"Little guy, why?" The demon master was a little curious, because he couldn't see through the little guy's thoughts this time, but he just felt that the little shit in front of him was talking seriously.

Ling Qi looked up at the demon lord, held up the teacup with both hands and said mysteriously: "It's hard to say."

The demon lord looked at the little kid in front of him with a funny posture, sighed, and finally left without saying anything. Ling Qi felt that the demon lord had really left this time, so he put down the teacup in his hand and rubbed his arms, and complained, "What kind of teacup is this, so heavy."

Ling Qi thought about his special identity as a stranger, but in the end he still didn't think clearly. If he had no physique, talent, talent, and talent, he couldn't say that his luck would be good, then his fellow villager would not die in the heavenly tribulation, and the stunning woman on Wuming Peak would not have been sitting there for many years and would not want to move forward.

Ling Qi chuckled twice, looking at the bright moon outside the window, a little sad and confused. Maybe it is right not to cultivate immortality, but if he doesn't cultivate immortality, the world in his eyes will be less colorful, and he will not be able to let go of his heart so easily. Ling Qi felt a severe pain in his body, and the spiritual energy around him was a little manic, thinking that this was not a breakthrough in his perception, he was a little picking the wrong time, come and help him!

The spiritual energy around him suddenly calmed down, and a qi sucked his body. Ling Qi looked at the blurry figure in front of him and said softly: "Thank you."

"You can break through by looking at the moon. Little guy, I can help you solve your physical problems, that is..." The demon lord comforted the little hairy child in pain and said with a little teasing.

"Senior, are you taking advantage of others' danger?" Ling Qi was a little weak. He looked at the figure in front of him and felt helpless, but suddenly his head became dizzy and his eyes turned black.

The demon lord raised the little hairy child on the ground, sighed, then took out a big cauldron, stuffed Ling Qi in, took a deep breath, slapped several magic circles on the cauldron, and pointed at the sky. Dozens of thunder were pulled down and stuffed into the cauldron. The demon lord coughed twice, held the blood on the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said helplessly: "Little guy, if you want to get baptized, you can only make a gap in the flawless body. I hope you won't blame me."
Chapter completed!