Seeing this, Ye Qiao shrugged and looked at the other two people, "What about you?"

Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi looked at each other. They were both shameless and liked to join in the fun, but they could join in the fun, but they could never become the one themselves. When they heard these words, their eyes lit up.

Everyone wanted to see each other wearing women's clothes, and they started to encourage each other crazily.

"Second Senior Brother, I see you are very suitable for women's clothing." Mu Zhongxi curled his lips, smiled and grabbed Mingxuan's collar, forcing him to hold him in place, "Come on, who will go to hell if you don't go to hell? This is

It’s your responsibility as a senior brother!”

Mingxuan gritted his teeth: "You must be good in women's clothing."

Mu Chongxi: "Of course it's not as good-looking as you. We can lie on our sides, but you must be elegant and graceful."

Mingxuan: "So modest? I see you are crying with envy of women's clothing. Come on, come on. Come on, you must wear this women's clothing."

I don’t know why, but this group was arguing and getting anxious on the way, and even got into a fight on the way.

Xue Yu: "..."

They shouldn't be allowed to be together!!

As a team of two, Ye Qiao could live happily by herself. Even if there was nothing to stop her, she could fly to the sky by herself. After all the troops left one after another, Ye Qiao picked a group of young people.

The team of people then nodded and called "Xiaoqi"

The black ghost energy took shape, and after the figure solidified, the little boy probably didn't wake up and was a little confused.

Ye Qiao has already checked it out. The group of monks are probably building the foundation. The highest golden elixir. Although Xiaoqi can restrain the ghost energy after transforming, he has the image of a little ghost. It is very difficult to avoid being seen.

.

Ye Qiao called Xiao Qi out, bent down, and hugged Xiao Qi tightly in his arms. He did not hide his cultivation, and slowed down his pace, walking slowly towards the monks who seemed to be from a big family who were ignorant of world affairs and had stupid eyes.

passed.

She just eavesdropped on a few words.

This team is all descendants of aristocratic families. The eight families issued arrest warrants very quickly. It spread throughout the world of cultivation in a matter of seconds. Many teams are talking about those descendants who sneaked into the dungeons because the amount is very high. The key is that many aristocratic families want

Clinging to the Eight Families.

A group of direct descendants who wanted to make some contribution to the family had a heated discussion and wanted to encircle and suppress these direct descendants, so they set up a line with the Eight Families.

These people really dare to think.

Ye Qiao also thought about it.

She wants to be these people's grandmother.

She smiled thoughtfully. Xiao Qi, who was still sleepy and buried in her mother's arms, nuzzling her face and preparing to continue sleeping, was suddenly trembled by Ye Qiao's laughter.

Five or six teenage boys and girls were talking enthusiastically about the mission, exchanging clues with each other, and did not even notice anyone arriving.

A young man noticed Ye Qiao's approach, hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward to block Ye Qiao's sight, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

He saw the girl walking over with a child in her arms and walking a little slowly. The key was that her cultivation was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. A group of people couldn't help but secretly become vigilant.

Ye Qiao hugged Xiao Qi tightly in his arms, his voice was very calm, and he smiled a little, "I'm here to go to the human world with you."

A girl looked at Ye Qiao and asked suspiciously: "Mid-stage golden elixir?"

A higher level of cultivation than their leader.

Shouldn't we form our own team with this level of cultivation? Why would we go to them?

Ye Qiao buried her head on Xiao Qi's shoulder. Under the other's probing gaze, her expression remained unchanged and she sighed softly, "I am already sixty years old."

"I went to the human world this time to relax." Ye Qiao reached out and touched Xiao Qi's head and began to make up stories for them, "This is my child. You read it right, he is a little ghost..."

"He died when I was born, and that man, after seeing me giving birth to a dead baby, married another female nun from aristocratic families overnight..."

"In order to let my child live, I turned him into a brat." Ye Qiao spoke intermittently, perfectly portraying the image of an orphan and widowed mother who was abandoned by a scumbag. Even though her voice was tired, she managed to show a smile, which was just right.

He is as strong as his mother.

He coaxed a group of children from aristocratic families who had never seen the world into a daze.

They were slightly stunned.

In the world of cultivation, there are ways to maintain your appearance. You can maintain your appearance in any way you want. It is understandable that women love beauty.

After looking at the other party's cultivation level, combined with her experience and age, it turns out that this is the case.

Ye Qiao held the child in her arms, her eyes focused on the young man she was chatting with just now, and her tone was serious, "Young man, would you like to call me grandma?"

"Grandma, grandma?" The other party hesitated for a few seconds and then called out nervously.

Ye Qiao smiled, "Hey."
Chapter completed!