Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

Luo Qingyan stopped complaining in her heart, squatted and leaned against the willow tree, restlessly playing with Qingfeng's black hair with her two small hands, without feeling at all that she had overstepped.

She whispered, "Well, Master, when will you help me practice? The demons are ready to move now. With my three-legged cat kung fu, any demon soldier can shoot me to death..."

Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and said playfully, "The demons actually made some moves? It seemed that the demons had no news after the Demon Lord fell into a deep sleep. How could there be a sudden move?"

Luo Qingyan quickly replied, "It seems to be looking for the ancient mythical beast Suzaku. I heard that Suzaku's eggshell fragments were found by the nearby demons."

I opened my thin lips lightly in the breeze and took a sip of osmanthus wine. The fragrance lingered on my lips and teeth, and the fragrance overflowed. Even Luo Qingyan next to her heard it.

"In this case, I'm afraid the demons have other plans..."

Qingfeng thought for a while, then narrowed his eyes and lay down again. "Come here to see me tomorrow, and I will teach you new exercises. Go ahead, I'm tired..."

Luo Qingyan rolled her eyes. She was tired of everything and just wanted to send herself away.

She made a dissatisfied face at Qingfeng. Just as she was about to leave, she heard Qingfeng's faint voice, "If you are dissatisfied, you can clean the toilet by the way and show sympathy for the difficulties faced by the outer disciples..."

Luo Qingyan's lips twitched and she quickly fled the scene.

During dinner, Luo Qingyan came to the dining room.

I still picked a few dishes, sat down by the window, and put some food on the plate for Flame to eat.

An outer disciple greeted Luo Qingyan politely and said, "Will this immortal follow me to the private room for dinner?"

Luo Qingyan waved her hands cheerfully and said, "No, it's okay. My spiritual pet and I will just have our meals here. I'd like to thank you for your trouble!"

Flame kicked his legs, jumped up on the table and gobbled it up.

The He Jiaojiao trio appeared again at an inappropriate time.

The competition a few days ago caused He Jiaojiao to lose face in front of everyone. Even the seventh prince left angrily. It is estimated that the marriage between the two of them will be cancelled. I thought she would calm down a little and tuck her tail between her legs, but she still came out and wandered around.

The three of them sat down next to Luo Qingyan, smiling maliciously.

When He Jiaojiao saw the flames, he immediately sneered, "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Luo Qingyan, is this your new spiritual pet? A bald chicken... so thin that it's become a skeleton. It's hard for the cook to stew soup or even drink it." You have to dislike it and don’t want it, right? Hahaha..."

Huo Huo blinked innocently, unhappy. "You are the bald chicken, my name is Flame!"

He Jiaojiao couldn't help but be a little surprised, it turned out to be a talking spiritual beast! There are not many spiritual beasts that can talk, and most of them are beasts that have not developed spiritual intelligence.

I have to say that Luo Qingyan's luck is really good. Although this spiritual beast is outrageously ugly, it has developed spiritual intelligence, which is not comparable to ordinary spiritual beasts.

He Jiaojiao glared at the flame, "You bald chicken looks like this, so don't go out and embarrass yourself!"

The flame was so angry that it was about to explode. It screamed, stepped on Luo Qingyan's shoulder and jumped onto He Jiaojiao's table over there, and then...poof...a black and smelly lump... Shit fell in front of He Jiaojiao and the others.

He Jiaojiao and others were quiet for a moment, and then screamed like crazy!

Luo Qingyan held back her laughter, picked up the flame and ran away.

Rushing back to the dormitory, Xiao Cha had a puzzled look on his face and looked out the door, "What's going on?"