Xue Lan asked innocently and her tone was light. She tried to ask Nian Junyao in a very relaxed and pleasant tone. Her elder brother was the head of the Wanping City family. She was nominally the young master, but in fact she was the leader of the sect and had high cultivation. Her sister was Nian Jinshu, who deserved the best woman in any immortal sect.

I must be because of my family background and I really like my elder brother.

She has always been reluctant to think, who will be that lucky person?

Nian Jinshu complained, "Brother is always practicing and talking to Wanping City. He is gentle and polite to the female cultivator. He doesn't know when he will find me a sister-in-law. I haven't noticed that he has an affair with that woman. Brother, I can help you find a girl you like."

Feng Liangzheng glanced at Nian Junyao sympathetically.

"Forget it, how bad are you in the Immortal Sect? Don't you count yourself?"

This sentence hit Nian Jinshu's sore spot.

She has a bad popularity.

Especially in the fate of women, there are almost no one who can be called her best friend. In the past five years, her cultivation has been too far away from them. They mostly admire and love her, and they have no friends.

This has always been a regret of Nian Jinshu.

"I don't know when I can make a pill. It may take decades or hundreds of years to become a ghost body, which is even more difficult. Not to mention attending the wedding of the eldest and second brothers, maybe even your grandson's wedding wouldn't be able to attend." Xue Lan was a little mourning, and she was too pitiful.

"Brother doesn't want to get married yet, don't rush to get married. You practice slowly, it doesn't matter." Nian Junyao gently coaxed her, "A person who cultivates immortals has a long life, and he is not rush to get married within a hundred years."

New Year's Jinshu, "..."

You are not in a hurry, dad is in a hurry.

He wants to hold his grandson.

Nian Lingxiao's talent is too ordinary, and his lifespan is definitely much shorter than Nian Junyao and others.

He had long urged Nian Jun Yao to start a family and start a business.

Listen to Nian Junyao's words, I don't think about it for a hundred years?

My father will definitely get rid of it after hearing it, but it doesn’t matter if Nian Jinshu. It is natural to get married when you meet someone you like. You can’t get married casually.

"Brother, are you going to get married so late?" Xue Lan's heart almost jumped up. He knew that he had no heart, but he was just a ghost, but inexplicably felt that he had a heartbeat and his face became hot.

No marriage within a hundred years.

Can she become a ghost body within a hundred years?

Can you cultivate your body?

May I?

"Then I have time to attend my elder brother's wedding?" Xue Lan said at the end, and she also smirked.

Nian Jun Yao smiled, "It's time to practice slowly."

Resurrection Ling said, "In order to attend their wedding, you must also practice hard. Kill the ghost cultivator in the city. You are the only ghost cultivator. Don't you form a pill?"

Xue Lan said, "No, I've been a ghost and I've died once. It's not easy to have the opportunity to practice. I can't ruin other people's practitioners."

"Woman's kindness, when will you practice slowly like this? Devouring ghost cultivators are the fastest way. Listen to me, follow me in the future, kill them, and devour them, and you can form a elixir and leave the ghost city." Resurrection provided him with a simple and crude way.

Xue Lan was attracted by something, and she didn't think about what Nian Junyao said for the time being, but only felt an inexplicable excitement.

Feng Liangzheng said, "Brother has never been close to female cultivators since he was a child. Except for sister Jinshu and Alan, there are no familiar women around him."

Nian Junyao's heart was thrilled and he pinched a stone and shot it at Feng Liangzheng.

Shut up!
Chapter completed!