"fox?"

Xia Fan naturally saw the big furry white tail flashing behind the other party.

He couldn't help but tremble his eyebrows at this.

In fact, it started from the first glance when I saw Bai Yuru.

He knew that Bai Yuru was not a human being.

Because of the special aura she exudes.

Maybe she could hide it from ordinary monks, but she could not hide it from Xia Fan, who is a human immortal.

only.

Xia Fan didn't have the golden eyes to see the other person's true body directly.

Until the big white tail appears.

Paired with Bai Yuru's charming and charming appearance, a familiar monster appeared in Xia Fan's mind.

Fox demon.

"puff--"

When Clinker Bai Yuru heard this, she held a colorful feather fan in her hand and covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Brother, do you think I really look like those fox sluts?"

"Isn't it?"

Xia Fan seemed to be careless.

"This only means that the younger brother still knows too little about our demon clan."

Bai Yuru looked at Xia Fandao with charming eyes.

"These are all irrelevant little things, I just want to know, it shouldn't be a coincidence that you will appear here?"

Xia Fan said calmly.

"Why can't the guy understand that this is the fate between me and you?"

Bai Yuru said with a smile.

"Put off your boring tricks. Tell me about it when you have something to do. I still have some serious things to do!"

Xia Fan acted like a straight man in steel.

Even though Bai Yuru has a charming and charming appearance.

The problem is that Xia Fan didn't have any thoughts in his mind. After all, he is not a pure little boy or a hungry ghost in lust.

What's more, people who have reached their level.

It looks just a skin bag.

If Xia Fan wanted to, he could become a super handsome guy who was shocking the world and inspiring ghosts at any time.

However, will his enemies show mercy because of their appearance?

Innocent!

Appearance may have various benefits in the mortal world.

But in the cruel world of practice.

Appearance is actually the most useless thing.

No one will respect you because of your appearance, but only respect you because of your strength.

But loving beauty is human nature.

Some people care, while others don't.

This is why some monks look young, while others look old.

It's nothing more than a matter of personal choice.

For example, Xia Fan.

He has always been young.

This is not his narcissism.

Instead, he practiced too fast and had been young forever when he was young. Even when he was old, he only had eye-catching white hair, but his appearance did not change much.

Xiao Changning is the same as Zhou Xian.

Xiao Changning looks young.

Because he is a genius of cultivation, he reached the state of eternal youth when he was young, just like Xia Fan.

Zhou looked old.

To some extent, it can be judged that he has reached the eternal state of youth.

He has not become young.

There is no need to do it, just think it’s appropriate to get used to it.

Anyway, neither of them cares about the eyes of others.

In the world of practice.

It’s not that anyone who is older looks great.

The same sentence.

The appearance is all illusion.

Just as Xia Fan would value Bai Yuru not because of her beauty, but because of her strength, otherwise he wouldn't even bother to look at the other person directly.

Bai Yuru's strength is hidden.

Even Xia Fan could feel a little threatened by the breath that was revealed from her.

If he hadn't sensed hostility from the other party.

Otherwise, can we communicate with each other in this restrained manner?

"Brother, you are too impatient. Have you forgotten the advice I have given you?"

Not only did Bai Yuru not have any shame, she also looked at Xia Fan with even more affectionateness.

"Oh, I almost forgot, why would you advise me not to pursue them again?"

Xia Fan said calmly.

"Because I don't want the guy to accidentally get involved in a trouble."

Bai Yuru blinked her beautiful eyes like autumn water and said.

"Trouble? What trouble? Can't you finish it in one breath? Do you have to keep my appetite? Are you planning to delay time?"

Xia Fan is not fake in color.

"Oh, I don't know where I messed with the guy. It's obvious that I came to advise me for the sake of my guy's goodness, but the result..."

Bai Yuru deliberately showed a sad expression of tears and said.

"Did you see this big fist?"

Xia Fan slowly raised his fist and took a deep breath.

"If you dare to say a little nonsense, I will use this big fist of a casserole to hammer you to death."

"It turns out that the guy is not only impatient but also very irritable."

Bai Yuru had no sad face as if she had changed her face, and she was radiant again. Perhaps she realized that her teasing was already at Xia Fan's limit of patience, so she no longer beat around the bush.

"To be honest, Zhou Xu and others can't go back this time."

"……What's the meaning?"

Xia Fan's mind calmed down instantly when he heard this.

"Because the slave set up an ambush on their way home, and God unconsciously ambushed."

Bai Yuru's smile is like a flower.

"But if the guy is accidentally involved, I will be upset..."

“…When did this happen?”

Xia Fan was silent for a moment.

"Half a year ago."

Bai Yuru chuckled.

"Half a year ago...hehe, you guys are really good at calculating."

After hearing this, Xia Fan thought about it briefly and understood what was going on.
To be continued...