Ruan Ling looked down at herself.

Because she looks like a village girl, she is dressed at this moment and is also a farm girl from an ordinary country family. She has a small blue floral cotton dress. Although she is comfortable and neat, she is a little simple.

After all, it was the highest-standard banquet in the world, so it was indeed a bit rude that she dressed like this.

"Okay, I'll change it now. Please wait for your master." Ruan Ling said.

The little flower demon quits with a smile.

Lively and innocent.

The little demons in Wanju Villa all maintain the free and romantic attributes of the demon. It seems that Pu Zihuang doesn't restrain them very much.

Ruan Ling changed her clothes and saw a red flower crown shaped like a plum blossom next to her.

It looks like the real weaving of plum blossom branches and leaves, but in fact it is made of jade, white jade and ruby.

Lightweight and exquisite.

She held it and admired it for a while, and felt it matched the clothes she wore, so she combed her hair and wore a flower crown.

"Miss Ruan, have you dressed? Do you need me to come in and help you?" The little flower demon's light voice sounded outside.

"No, I'll wear it."

Ruan Ling sorted out her skirt and walked out.

The little flower demon smiled and said, "The girl looks good in this dress."

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "It's a good-looking skirt."

She looks pretty and lovely at this moment, and wearing this skirt can only add a bit of gorgeous color.

If you say it is beautiful, it is not considered a good thing.

Pu Zihuang was already waiting at the door.

I saw him sitting upright on a colorful phoenix, wearing a gorgeous green robe, and the orbs on his forehead were shining brightly, which was really gorgeous and dazzling.

Ruan Ling looked down at the scarlet long skirt on her body, and she really matched him with red and green.

She was a little funny and walked over and said, "Zi Huangjun is good in everything, but this taste..."

"What's wrong with my taste?" Pu Zihuang glanced at her sideways.

Ruan Ling smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's so elegant."

"I don't think it's vulgar." Pu Zihuang glanced at her up and down, "Actually, I prepared this dress for you, and did it according to your true form. I think you will look good in a red dress, but it's a pity..."

"Haha, that's really disappointing Zi Huangjun's good wishes." Ruan Ling smiled.

"But you are beautiful like this. Come up." Pu Zihuang patted the seat beside her, "It's time to set off."

Ruan Ling looked at his mount, as gorgeous as he himself.

She flew gently on the back of the phoenix bird and sat cross-legged beside Pu Zihuang.

Pu Zihuang said: "Let's go, Jin."

"It's called Jin?"

"Yes." Pu Zihuang patted the back of the phoenix bird, "It has a trace of phoenix blood on it and it flies very fast. You have to sit firmly."

As soon as Ruan Ling finished speaking, Jin had already flew out with a whoosh.

Ruan Ling was almost overturned.

She grabbed Pu Zihuang's arm and stabilized her body.

Pu Zihuang grinned when she pulled her teeth: "It hurts so much! You smelly woman, let go!"

Ruan Ling adapted to the flying speed of the phoenix, let go of him, and smiled and said, "I'm sorry."

Pu Zihuang rubbed her arms and said with a slight slightest: "It's soft, why are you so strong? You don't look like a woman. I must leave traces on my arm."

Ruan Ling: "...I was wrong."

She shouldn't have touched this delicate peacock.

Fortunately, I just pinched it. If I hurt him, wouldn't it be fouled?

She sat silently next to her.

The phoenix bird is indeed worthy of having a trace of divine beast bloodline. It flies fast and steadily, and soon arrives at Kunlun Mountain.
Chapter completed!