"Little Peach is a fairy herself, and she is still interested in the human festival?" Qinghu always felt that Little Peach did not have the consciousness of being a fairy, like an innocent piece of paper.

"This is different," the Peach Branch Fairy stretched out her index finger, shook it from side to side, and said with a sly and mysterious smile: "Yue'er will know when the time comes." ”

"Okay, if we can catch up, let's take Little Peach to see the excitement." Qinghu said this to Zhuang Ji, after all, Zhuang Ji escorted her down the mountain to hunt for treasures and not to play in the mountains and rivers.

Although Qinghu doesn't quite understand the operation of the fairy world, Zhuang Ji is the first immortal monarch under the Nine Immortals, and he must have his responsibilities, and she is not good at dominating the immortal official for too long.

But looking at Little Peach's cheerful appearance, Qinghu couldn't help but want to spoil her.

"Yue'er just decides." Zhuang Ji's voice was still as clear as ever. He didn't look back, so Qinghu couldn't see Zhuang Ji's helpless expression.

Zhuang Ji basically confirmed the fact that Xiao Yue'er was eaten to death by her junior sister.

"Oh woo!" The peach branch fairy saw a curling green smoke rising in front of the dense forest, she stood up and opened the closed branches, and once again confirmed that it was undoubtedly a human population, and there was more than one place compared to the rising green smoke.

"Yue'er also has times when it doesn't work." The Peach Branch Fairy smiled and reached out to pinch Qinghu's face, and the peach heart lips were full and delicate: "It looks like we will soon arrive in the village and town." ”

"Did I say I'm spiritual?" Qinghu caught the peach fairy's hand and threw it back into the Ye Zhou: "Beware of overturning." ”

"Yue'er didn't say it, I said it." The peach branch fairy reclined on the side of the boat, hehehehehe, laughing, thinking that the big brother's boat would not capsize, and even if it did, it would be because she was noisy and wanted to cover her.

"It's a pity that I disappointed Little Peach." Qinghu pouted, pretending to be worried.

"How can there be disappointment, in addition to not being able to soar, our family Yue'er is the most perfect and perfect little fairy!" Before Peach Branch Fairy's words fell, she covered her mouth and stared silently at the back of her senior brother, a little confused.

"Huh?" Qinghu didn't hear anything wrong with this, she looked at Little Peach suspiciously, blinking her eyes to send a signal.

"Uh...... I mean, the moon is still young, maybe it will soar one day, you say yes! Hey, hey, hey. ”

Fairy Peach Branch's smile was a little stiff, and Qinghu was confused.

Does it matter if you can soar or not?!

She has already been struck by lightning once, not to mention that she has never thought of becoming an immortal, and she will never be drenched again in the Thunder Pulp Waterfall.

Moreover, since there are people in front of him, Qinghu is not worried about whether to become an immortal, but empty-handed, and there are no fire jade coins.

Do you still have to rely on Zhuang Xiaoji to support yourself? Now there is another little peach, and if I owe it like this, there is a feeling that I will never be able to pay it off.

However, at this time.

Qinghu's 300,000 fire jade coins, a bunch of beautiful skirts, and jade gourds are all dangling in the void space of the white-clothed male god Duanfeng.

After all, the gods have never been dominated by the fire jade coin, and when they see the little girl, they are only happy and ambiguous, where can they remember to give her the silver money to support the road?

The village and town slowly arrived when the peach branch fairy watched Qinghu keep rubbing her temples.

"Zhen, Sun, Gather, Fall." The peach branch fairy read it word by word.

"I have a premonition that it's delicious!" The peach branch fairy clapped her little hands, and her peach blossom eyes narrowed with a smile.

"Hey, hey, hey."

Zhuang Ji heard a strange smile of compassion.

The little delicate and cute of the gods-sama /book/97692/