"Practice hard these five days. Don't go to heaven at that time and be bullied by others. Those boring Xian'e like to bully people with lower accomplishments most..."

Anan exhorted, then went back to the room.

Miran'er was at a loss. Where should he sleep?

This bamboo house has only one bedroom. Before, they were drunk, so they slept together.

Now both of them are sober. Moreover, a man and a woman are still not compatible. Even the immortal family has such a taboo.

Mi Ran'er tugs at the corner of her lip. She sits cross legged on the couch in the hall. She simply closes her five senses and begins to practice the aura around her.

In such a flash, it will be five days later.

Miran'er advanced quickly. Anan stood in front of her and did not wake her up immediately. Instead, he explored her accomplishments.

"I've entered the spiritual stage so soon, and the little guy is quite spiritual. If I go on like this, I'm afraid I'll catch up with my master's accomplishments in less than a thousand years..." Anan gave a low smile, and then he put his hand on MI Ran'er's face.

"Do you want flat peaches? If you don't want to, I will go to heaven by myself. "

Although mi Ran'er had closed her five senses, Anan's accomplishments were higher than her, so she could break through her compulsively and introduce words into her ears.

Hearing this, miran'er immediately opened her eyes and nodded excitedly: "yes, of course!"

She jumped down from the couch. "Is five days coming so soon? I feel like it's just an hour after... "

"That's because you're practicing." Anan reached out and took away her small hand holding her sleeve. Then, she raised her hand on her forehead.

Mi Ran'er watched his vision decrease. At last, he shrank to the ground and returned to the shape of a rabbit.

"In case you are suddenly stimulated and become human, I have imposed a ban on you. From now on, stay in my sleeve. If you dare to mess around, I will drop you from the sky. If you can't fall, you will be scared to death!"

Anan said fiercely.

Mi Ran'er

She raised the rabbit's head and squeaked at Anan for a long time.

Anan directly sealed her dumb acupoints and roughly stuffed her into her sleeve.

Asshole, a man like you deserves to be single for thousands of years and become a virgin for thousands of years!

Miran'er shrank in his sleeve and looked at his arm with grinning teeth. The muscle lines on this guy's arm are really beautiful.

She swallows saliva, hard to resist the impulse to bite up!

Anan sealed the bamboo forest array, and then flew to the sky with miran'er.

He stepped on the cloud, worried that the rabbit in the sleeve could not adapt to the too fast speed, so he flew very slowly.

Miran'er saw the scenery from her sleeves puffed up by the wind.

It's really beautiful.

What's more, she found that Anan's bamboo forest is actually on an island in the center of the sea. The island is alone in the middle of the sea, and the nearest continent is at least 18000 miles away.

It's really where the gods live.

Miran'er became more and more curious about Anan's status in the fairyland.

He has been cultivating for tens of thousands of years. Moreover, the peach assembly can receive an invitation from the Emperor himself, which should be of great status.

But he could make complaints about the Tucao of celestial beings in heaven. He was like a broken tongue.

In MI Ran'er's eyes, the immortals of thousands of years must be at least as cool and elegant as Qingyuan.

In MI Ran'er's eyes, Anan sometimes really looked like a primary school chicken.