Wife is Outrageous: His Evil Highness Comes Knocking

They all say that immortals are omnipotent. I wonder if I am a fairy, can I return to the original world?

Qi Luoer looked down at the mountain, his thoughts fluctuated, and for a moment he didn't know what it was like.

Raising his hands, he suddenly hesitated.

Today she only focused on practicing, she has not paid attention to her hands, and now she accidentally glances at her

Her palms were smooth and slightly flushed, and her original calluses and blood bubbles were gone!

How is this going?

Qi Luoer looked at it again in disbelief, and it was still ‘the blood was gone, and his little hand was more outstanding’.

Could it be the reason for Xiuxian?

"Oh, I didn't expect this cultivating fairy to have a beauty effect, which was a little unexpected." Qi Luoer's lips showed a smile, a little happy.

Looked at the transport star in the palm of the hand, under the dim moonlight, the transport star flashed blue light.

Qi Luoer took a long breath, meditated on the formula, confirmed it, and then started again ...

Still useless!

What was the problem?

There was nothing wrong with the gesture, nor was the recipe. What went wrong?

Am I really a waste of magic?

Unexpectedly, the cold, indifferent, absolutely born figure appeared in his mind, and lay down anxiously.

If this level can't be passed, cloud painting will definitely not accept itself, right?

Suddenly remembered that when I saw N multiple crossings in modern times, it seemed to say that the female lead crossed in order to meet the destined male lead.

Come over by myself, the first man I see seems to be him. (The little kid who steals things isn't a man in her eyes)

Could he be my other half?

Qi Luoer's small face suddenly had a fever, a bitter smile on his lips.

At a glance, Yun Hua is a **** above the sky. Is it too unrealistic for him to think about the god?

The delicate grass leaves pressed under her, like a green and soft blanket, and Zi Luoer couldn't feel comfortable.

Place your hands under your head and close your eyes to feel the touch of the night breeze.

There was a slight lingering smell of grass, and her mind was empty.

The rituals of the royal object naturally come to mind, and the gestures change constantly with the rituals