The history of the cheap dragon who once boasted with pure white, as well as his theory of dealing with women, was moved by pure white at this moment.

"You're not young."

Mi Xia'er was very sad, and when she raised her head again, her light green eyes were covered with a faint twilight.

"I can see that you are at least five hundred to eight hundred years old, and I am only one hundred and fifty years old. You're older than me. ”

Mi Xia'er's voice was very aggrieved, her mouth was flattened, and the tears on the corners of her eyes were getting thicker and thicker, and she was about to cry when she saw it.

"Five hundred to eight hundred years old?"

Chunbai was stunned and muttered, "Am I that big?" ”

He didn't know how long he had been living in the Zhushen Mountain Range, anyway, he had been with Brother Moonlight.

Chunbai has always felt that he is the youngest, so everyone loves him very much.

"Yes!" Mi Xia'er nodded, resolute.

She is the guardian priest of the elven clan and has special spiritual powers that allow her to see through many things.

"You talk nonsense!"

Chunbai was a little unhappy, and said, "I'm only eleven or twelve years old!" ”

As he spoke, Chun Bai flapped his little wings and flew into the air, and then with a "bang", he turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old boy.

"Don't believe me, see for yourself."

Meng Meng Xiao Zhengtai's expression at the moment was a little puffy.

The moment she saw the pure white figure, a suspicious flush flashed on Mi Xia'er's face.

I like it.

It's her favorite genre!

"I don't want to marry you, I want to be with Luo'er, you go find someone else!"

Pure white has a small face, pretending to be fierce, but he is kind by nature, and he can't make a vicious expression at all, and he looks a little nondescript.

In the main hall, everyone's eyes swept to this side, looking at this scene with an almost playful gaze.

Mi Xia'er's ears automatically filtered out the words of pure white's rejection, and her brain was buzzing, but her face was flushed, staring at pure white fixedly, and muttering: "I can wait for you to grow up, the elf clan has a long lifespan, and I still have more than eight hundred years to live." ”

The pure white and good-looking brows frowned faintly.

He suddenly found that it was so difficult to communicate with the girl of the elf clan in front of him.

Forget it, if you can't communicate, you won't communicate.

Pure white retreated to Ling Luo's side, grabbed Ling Luo's sleeve tightly, and hugged her arm, with a look of affection on her face.

To him, Venerable Moonlight was like his father, while Ling Luo was like her mother.

He was still very young and should never leave his father and mother.

"That ......" Ling Luo's face crossed a helpless smile, looked at Mi Xia'er, and said, "Elf Guardian Priest, it's better not to be reluctant to do this kind of thing." ”

Isn't there a saying that a twisted melon is not sweet?

Mi Xia'er's face turned pale.

Under the light green long sleeves, a pair of small fists clenched slowly, then raised his head, looked at Ling Luo fixedly, and said, "I have decided, I will wait for pure white to grow up!" ”

Ling Luo: "......"

Xuanyuan Yu stopped his beloved wife, his eyes like a black hole narrowed slightly, looked at Mi Xiao'er fixedly, and said in a deep voice: "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure! One thousand percent sure! There was a touch of firmness on Mi Xia'er's little face.