Chief Adorable Immortal: Lord Xianjun's little monster

Chapter 77
Qin Ling looked at Da Da who was kneeling on the ground, and finally said, "Get up." He originally wanted her to kneel down for a while, but seeing her pale face, he couldn't bear it.

"It's just that I can't bear it after kneeling for a short while, Ban Xia, what else can you do?" Qin Ling looked at her carefully. Although her facial features are very delicate, her small and delicate cheeks are very annoying People love and love, but what is different about her that can make Dongli speak to him in person, and Queen Mother Xi favors her.

But if it wasn't for Qin Ling, who would care about a little flower fairy?But he forgot everything, forgot how solemnly he brought this pinellia back to Jiuchongtian, and forgot how much he loved this little pinellia that didn't grow up.

"come here."

Da Da followed his words and walked in front of him, the pain in her whole body made her still trembling.

Qin Ling suddenly felt that she was so pitiful, she was a whole head shorter than himself, with red eyes from crying on her petal-like cheeks.There was a pain in his heart, and Qin Ling couldn't help sighing, and slowed down his voice: "I punish you to kneel, is this wronged?"

Da Da opened his mouth, unable to say anything, thinking of him bringing the eighth princess back, he felt sore, and said in a muffled voice: "Do you like the eighth princess of the Dragon King's family?"

Qin Ling didn't care about her rudeness, and thought carefully before answering: "The temple has been empty for so long, and it really needs a bride." Dong Li has a little tail and a little thing, maybe he really deserves a bride. Find someone to make yourself less lonely.

Da Da's legs went limp, and he fell to the ground.All her strength was exhausted for a moment, and she couldn't believe what she heard.How much she wanted to tell him that we are married and I have your child!But all of this can only be swallowed in the stomach, and no one can tell unless Qin Ling remembers it.

"What's the matter with you?" Qin Ling frowned: "Since you're not feeling well, go back and rest, such a clumsy person, in the future..." Qin Ling paused, thinking about it: "Forget it, let's stay in the temple "It's not clever, and I'm afraid that other temples won't want it, and most likely they will be bullied.

Qin Ling shook his head, and seemed to find it a little inconceivable that he would be so soft-hearted for a little fairy.

The curtain was heavy, and the white gauze was shaken by the wind.The black clouds were embroidered with dark flowers, just like his robes. This was Qin Ling's habit. He wore black dark flower robes, with auspicious clouds embroidered with gold thread, and a gilt belt around his waist, embellished with dark red Lingshi, luxurious and low-key.At this time, the brows were tightly frowned on the fair cheeks, as if she was not sleeping peacefully.

The quiet lake is full of waves, and a thin layer of water mist fills the Baishan Lake in the early morning.Qin Ling saw himself standing on the bank with his arms folded, and a small head popped out from under the quiet lotus leaf, and smiled at him, "Immortal! Immortal!"

"I go to the lake early in the morning to disturb people's dreams, and I'm not afraid of the water plants and lotus flowers getting angry." Qin Ling waved at her, pinning her disheveled hair behind her ears: "Morning is a good time to practice, don't waste it. "

The man pursed his lips, and muttered unhappily, "Why do you still want to practice, I'm already a flower fairy..."

Qin Ling said seriously: "Where is the flower fairy so weak? Compared with Chu Xia, your fairy is like a star in the sky."

"Then you must be the sun! Xianjun, you are so powerful. With you here, it doesn't matter if there are stars, I just stand behind you, and no one can bully me."

"But what if one day I'm no longer by your side?" Even though he asked like this, Qin Ling was willing that she would always stand behind him like this.

"If you're not by my side, run away if you can't beat them, and call for reinforcements if you can't run away. But Xianjun, can you always be by my side?"

"Of course, you are my little half..."

Qin Ling couldn't even hear what happened next. He looked at everything in his dream, which was a plot that he had never had in his memory.

Slowly opening his eyes, Qin Ling clutched his throbbing chest, and a faint fragrance floated outside the window, as if he already knew who was standing outside the window.

(End of this chapter)