Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

"Haha... yes or no, so what?"

In the face of Qingluan's doubts, Gong Xuanyue had an indifferent look on his face, still smiling recklessly, with a rippling ending.

"However, Venerable Qingluan, I advise you not to be too impulsive~"

I saw him put his hands behind his back, and took two steps forward very lightly.

Qingluan, who had already begun to secretly squeeze the tactic towards that and was about to attack, tilted his head and spread his arms.

"Since I can make the invitation of Yaoji Godly Venerable to the right score, even your closest disciple can't tell the difference..."

He still smiled casually, but his eyes narrowed, "Then, of course, you can make a good score for your crime of stealing this phoenix tail feather, and send it to nine days, please God Venerable Yaoji to decide~"

"...When did this deity steal Fengling's tail feather!"

Qingluan was obviously in a hurry after hearing this.

He couldn't help clenching his hands, subconsciously glanced at Xiang Xing again, and shouted, "Xuanyue Xianzun, the phoenix tail feather in the hands of this deity was picked up by accident, please don't spit blood and stain the deity's body. Honour!"

"Oh?... Listening to what the Venerable said, so you really have my little Xing'er's tail feather in your hand?"

Hearing this, Gong Xuanyue pretended to be quite surprised, and exaggeratedly widened his dark purple eyes.

Immediately, he sneered softly, his eyes full of complacent color, "After all, you didn't say that you have our things in your hands~!"

He even mentioned it clearly, that the invitation was fabricated by himself~ hehe~

Looking at the man's handsome face with an extremely awkward smile, Xiang Xing and Ya Ya on the side were speechless.

He really is... in some ways, invincible.

The little guy even began to suspect that with his invincibility, he was afraid that he was giving himself face before he came to ask for it openly.

Otherwise, it is estimated that they will come directly, just like drinking alcohol on weekdays, either stealing or robbing...

"you!……"

Qingluan was fooled by him until he was speechless for a while.

Heart is infinite regret.

Just now... I'm careless!

At this moment, even if you want to refute, it is probably in vain.

After all, this man would speak like this, and he must have recorded what she just said with magic.

There seems to be no other way at the moment, Qingluan clenched his hands tightly, and can only forcefully admit, "Yes, the deity does exist!"

"But Immortal Venerable Xuanyue, I think you should be very clear that this girl is not the only phoenix in this world! If the tail feathers in the hands of this deity are not hers, your remarks just now are still defiled. The honor of this deity!"

"Hey, yes or no, Venerable, you can take out the tail feathers and let my Xing'er take a look at it. Isn't this the truth~"

Gong Xuanyue was still smiling wildly.

"However, I don't really care about the ownership of the tail feathers."

The man said, but the meaning of the words suddenly changed.

He hugged his chest and made a thoughtful gesture of pinching his lower jaw, his lips curved slightly.

"I just don't understand, Venerable Qingluan, you have ten thousand years of cultivation, and you can pluck any feathers on your body, which is worth the fluff of this little chick in my family... What is the use of it? Woolen cloth?"

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Xing's eyes widened softly.

Ah Yue, he actually thought of this problem that cost him a lot of brain cells!

It was supposed to be.

In terms of cultivation base alone, this young lady is so taller than her that she doesn't know where she is going.