When Jun Yimo heard this, he staggered.

"What? Not more than a hundred years?"

Why did he say a hundred years as easily as a month?

After a hundred years, I will probably be old and yellow, with waxy skin and white hair!

"Yes! Isn't it a surprise? Haha! Now you know the benefits of taking me out of there, right?" Mu Lao said in a confident voice.

"It's not a surprise, it's a surprise but no preference. A hundred years is too long, isn't it?"

Jun Yimo couldn't imagine that he would spend a hundred years on cultivation. Isn't this too unreliable?

She is a person who likes to enjoy life, and she cannot accept that she spends a lot of time on the boring thing of practicing.

No, she must improve her strength in the shortest possible time.

After all, only with strength can you have the right to enjoy life.

"How long? You girl, don't be dissatisfied, okay? How many people in this world can cultivate to the level of the gods within a hundred years? Find one for me to try? Huh, you are so young, you are so ambitious!"

Alas, it’s the Goddess of God again. This Mu Lao always talks about the God of God. It seems that in his eyes, God of God is just a very ordinary existence.

This shows that he should have at least been a god in the past.

Jun Yimo thought to himself.

"Mulao, how many years did it take you to cultivate to the level of the God of God?"

"Me? I am a genius in cultivation. It only took me two hundred and fifty years to reach the level of a god!" Mu Lao said proudly.

"Pfft, two hundred and five?" Jun Yimo couldn't help laughing.

"Why, two hundred and fifty years has gone very quickly, okay? Do you think everyone is as lucky as you to be able to own such a heaven-defying wind ring?"

"Oh oh oh, I understand!"

"Shh, stop talking, someone is coming from ahead!"

Jun Yimo had just approached Jun's house, which was like a small palace, when he saw a tall figure hurriedly running in front of him.

Jun Zihao is five years older than Jun Yimo, and is now nineteen years old. With his tall and tall figure, outstanding cultivation aptitude, and his handsome appearance, he is the admirer of many young women.

"Yi Mo, I finally found you! Why did you run out alone?" Jun Zihao looked at her worriedly, with deep concern in his tone.

It seemed that the moment he saw her, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"I'm just walking around casually! Cousin Zihao, what do you want from me?" Jun Yimo smiled softly. She could see that Jun Zihao cared about her from the bottom of his heart.

For Jun Zihao, Jun Yimo's body seemed to have an inexplicable affection for him, but it was not the kind of affection between a man and a woman, but a feeling that was deeper than that of brother and sister, almost like a confidant.

Jun Yimo thought that this should be the feeling that her body originally had for Jun Zihao!

"Qingqing said that you went to the back mountain to practice, but you haven't come back for a few hours. Seeing that the sky had darkened, she hurriedly reported to the owner of the house. Now the servants are looking for you everywhere! Let's go.

, come with me to the front hall and tell the owner." Jun Zihao took Jun Yimo's little hand and prepared to run towards the front hall.

Jun Yimo looked at his hand that was held by him, frowned, and quickly pulled it out.

"Cousin, I can leave by myself! Let's go there now!"

As she said that, she took the lead and walked in front of him, leaving him with a disappointed look on his face.
Chapter completed!