In the past, Qingluan was dark and found a nearby tree to rest directly, but today there is a strong smell of roast chicken around here, and she is a little disgusted, after all, there must be a good environment for sleeping, isn't it?

She flew with Qing Yinan for about a quarter of an hour, found a flat hill and landed.

"You find a place to sleep by yourself, I'm sleepy, I don't care about you."

Qingluan said that, he flew up to the largest old tree next to him and lay down comfortably.

Seeing that Qingluan was almost asleep, Qing Yinan sat up from the ground.

He sat on the ground, his hands sealed, as if in a state of concentration.

But after a while, dense sweat soaked from his forehead.

His eyebrows tightened, his whole body clenched, and his hands began to tremble slightly.

After a puff of incense, he opened his eyes.

As if he had experienced a great battle, his face was pale, and his lips were faintly blue.

He straightened out some of his messy hair and walked down slowly.

The complexion gradually returned to blood.

It wasn't until the next day that the sun was shining brightly before Qingluan opened his eyes.

She yawned and sat up lazily.

suddenly remembered the little follower who swore yesterday, and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

"How do you figure out how to deal with it so quickly?

Qingluan muttered to himself and jumped down from the tree.

She shook her head.

It's good, it's still at ease alone.

With a flick of her hand, a dewy leaf floated into her hand.

"Well, sweet!", Qingluan smashed it, smashed it, and smashed it.

"Where are you going to go today?"

After enough sleep, I have to wander around and find something to eat.

While she was still wondering where to go, Qing Yinan appeared.

Holding a roasted rabbit in his hand, it exudes a strong fragrance.

Smelling the smell, Qingluan heard his stomach "growling".

"Ah, you're not leaving?"

The words were said to Qing Yinan, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the meat in his hands.

Qing Yinan looked at Qingluan's slanderous appearance of swallowing saliva, and laughed unconsciously.

"Oh, eat!", he handed her the meat in his hand.

Qingluan was not polite, and took it and snorted and gnawed.

It seems that it's good to have a follower, and you can eat meat when you wake up!

Qing Yinan sat on the side and watched Qingluan almost full of wine and food, thought about it and asked.

"Immortal, do you live in the sky?"

"?", Qingluan looked at him sideways and shook his head.

"And where do you live?".

Although Qingluan's magic and spiritual power are not worth mentioning in Qing Yinan's opinion, such a fundamental thing as the natal attribute, except that you are really Da Luo Tianzun, is generally not visible.

"I'm home!", Qingluan replied indifferently.

This little fairy made it clear that he didn't want to tell me his identity!

Qing Yinan took out a jade pot from his arms like a dog, and shook it in front of Qingluan.

The aroma of fruity mixed with the smell of wine came out of it.

Qingluan smelled the smell, and his eyes suddenly glared at the boss!

Damn, the best!

She stretched out her hand and wanted to snatch it from Qing Yinan's hand, but he dodged it.

"What the hell do you want to know what I am?".

Qingluan looked at him with disdain on the little hand on his back.

Qing Yinan smiled at her little face that pretended not to care and nodded.

"Give it to me first, and I'll tell you!"

That proud little appearance makes people laugh.

After he handed the wine to Qingluan, he looked at her expectantly.

Qingluan beckoned to him, motioning for him to come closer.

When Qing Yinan put his ear to Qingluan's ear.

Qingluan suddenly shouted, "I'm your grandfather!"

With that, he turned around and flew far away.