The distance between the two was only two pieces of fabric, and the temperature on both sides penetrated their clothes and approached each other. One was slightly raised, the other was slightly leaning, the other was slightly leaning, the other was charming eyebrows and eyes, and the other smiled slightly, and they became closer and closer.
Bai Chu pulled Fango's hand away from the collar, walked upwards, stroked his neck, walked around his throat, passed his chin and temples, and then moved upwards along the high bridge of his nose, as if he was drawing a painting. Finally, his fingers stopped between his eyebrows.
The light purple divine patterns are clear, and the divine luster can be felt vaguely inside. Bai Chu frowned: "Have your cultivation increased so quickly?"
Mo Yu's pupil was charming and looked at her from top to bottom: "It's not like you, 30,000 years have passed, but you don't advance but retreat."
Bai Chushou left his forehead and said unwillingly: "If it hadn't been for something like that 30,000 years ago, my cultivation might not have been lower than yours."
"Bai Chu, you have to have a degree of lying when you open your eyes." The smile on the corner of Van Gogh's mouth became deeper and deeper, and his hand moved away from Bai Chu's waist. "By you, I can't practice it in another 300,000 years, and I am like this now."
Bai Chu snorted coldly. Although he was angry on his face, he knew in his heart that what he was talking about was the truth. Van Gogh's current cultivation level is only higher than that of Chi Su back then. I think it was because he inherited the spiritual power of the late Demon Lord, and his cultivation level increased greatly.
Bai Chu and Van Gogh first met in a Chu Pavilion in the mortal world.
It is the best and most lively Chu Pavilion in the local area. Compared with other Qinlou Chu Pavilions, this Chu Pavilion has a great feature - eating together with men and women.
The residence is very large, with two main doors, north and south. The door to the north entertains male guests, and the door stands full of girls receiving guests; the south enters female guests, and all kinds of handsome men are surrounded by the door.
During the first meeting between Bai Chu and Van Gogh, the two had the same purpose - having fun.
In the past, if the troubles Bai Chu caused from childhood to adulthood were written on paper one by one, that piece of paper could go back and forth between Qingqiu and Jiuxiao five or six circles; if the incident of Fango, who was still the devil king at that time, could be written on it, that kind of paper could go back and forth between Qingqiu and Jiuxiao five or six times.
The distance between Jiuxiao and Jiuyou and Qingqiu happens to be equal.
Since Bai Chu and Van Gogh met for the first time, they have fully interpreted the word "coincidentally".
The two of them appeared at that time:
A group of people came in at the north gate and the south gate of the residence at the same time.
At the north gate, a man was leading the way, purple-clothed and elegant, with five or six girls around him. At the south gate, a girl was also wearing purple clothes, with five or six men around him.
The same formation, the same color of clothes, one from north to south, and the other from south to north, must inevitably fall on the other.
Bai Chu glanced at the opposite side with a handsome appearance and a good appearance.
Van Gogh met the opposite side with a graceful look, and was a beauty.
Looking closely, I saw that I was full of lust, and I was a demon; I was a god with strong spiritual power.
If you look at it carefully, you will be a pure body and you will be a fairy with abundant spiritual power; you will be a god.
The two of them had the same steps, their expressions, and their goals were also the same. Soon, the two arrived at the table in the middle of the entire residence, and no one wanted to give in. At a glance, everyone guessed the other's identity.
"Nine Nether Vajra?"
"Qingqiu Baichu?"
The words blurted out were very consistent. Bai Chu raised his eyebrows and Van Gogh smiled.
"sit."
"sit."
In unison, the two of them were stunned. They looked at each other, one looked like jade, and the other was clear. Then, they looked at each other and smiled and sat down generously. Bai Chu picked up the cup on the table, Van Gogh held the pot on the table, poured wine, and drank together. Every action seemed to be in advance and cooperated extremely.
One look and one action, one understands each other and has an extremely tacit understanding.
Such "coincidental" made the two of them lit up at the same time.
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