I want to flip the table

Jingxing raised his chin and said coquettishly, "She's quite young! She's just a baby that's over 600,000 months old. She's still young, and is only nearly 600,000 months older than me. "Jingxing's eyes almost rolled to the sky, and his words were full of strange emotions.

Turning to look to the side, Jingxing stared at the sky with an arrogant look on his face, "Tch! Who's not a baby yet! Humph!"

Hearing this, although there was no change on Mo Yuan's face, there was a little smile in his eyes. He just raised his cup to drink tea and covered the corners of his raised lips. The disciples below had no choice but to lower their heads, suppressing laughter, and their shoulders were shaking uncontrollably.

Zi Lan, who was on the side, was slightly confused and was attracted by another thing. He quietly moved to Jingxing's side, touched Jingxing lightly with his hand, and asked in a low voice, "How old are you now?" ?What kind of cultivation is it?"

When everyone saw Zilan's actions, they just tilted their heads and pretended not to know. After hearing the question raised by Zilan, they all pricked up their ears and wanted to know.

"It should have been more than five months since the day of breaking out of the shell, less than six months." Jingxing rubbed his chin and replied thoughtfully. (The author said: "Don't worry about small bugs!")

"Cough cough cough!" There was a violent cough in the hall, and among them, Shi Zilan's voice was the loudest.

Jingxing rolled his eyes and asked angrily, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Zilan quickly stopped coughing, pursed his lips, shook his head like a rattle, and said hurriedly, "No problem! No problem! No problem at all!" After saying that, he moved closer to Jingxing and spoke carefully, "Well, let me ask you, what is your current level of cultivation?"

Zilan looked at Jingxing nervously, always feeling that he might not want to know the answer. But curiosity killed the cat! If you don't know, your heart will be scratched by hundreds of cats, making you feel itchy and unbearable!

Jingxing glanced at Zilan and spoke calmly, with a little pride in his tone. "Actually, it's not that high. It's just that I just passed through an immortal tribulation a few days ago!" (The author said: "You really figured out Versailles!")

At this time, even Mo Yuan couldn't help but dilate his pupils, with a look of shock on his face, and sighed in his heart, "What a blessed person, such strong qualifications, and such good luck!" '

Zheyan was also attracted by this and subconsciously forgot about what happened before.

Zilan looked horrified, his eyes were enlarged, his mouth was dry, and he said to himself in disbelief, "The immortal in less than six months!"

"Ah! Don't let anyone live!" Zilan suddenly yelled. I saw him squatting on the ground, exuding an aura of hopelessness, and his whole body was emo!

Although this move was not etiquette, no one stopped him. After all, he was not the only one who suffered a cognitive shock. Everyone in the hall was lost in thought. What kind of monster was this? It was so... otherworldly. right! It’s just otherworldly.

It was the ancient gods Zhuan left over from the ancient war between gods and demons. Lord Mo Yuan and Lord Zheyan were the first to come back to their senses!

Zheyan spoke first and asked, "I wonder, which of the many bird tribes are you from?"

Jingxing looked back at Zheyan, and faintly uttered two words, "铓小." Thinking about it, he felt unhappy, so he sarcastically said, "So God Zheyan also knows that there are bird tribes in all the world! I I thought God Zheyan was working as a nanny for foxes because he didn’t know what race he was!”

Jingxing's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were filled with ice, and his face was cold. Seeing Zhe Yan's face turned pale and his brows furrowed, he couldn't help but sneer.

And everyone in the hall also bowed their heads. After all, there are some things that not everyone can know! Some jokes are not for everyone!