Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Yunqing asked to glance at the two people and said faintly, "rest early, and get up early and enter the mountain tomorrow."

Then he turned and entered the room.

Then a purple mass of light flew out of the room and fell into a Bai's palm, and the corpse poison was eliminated bit by bit.

A Bai bowed his head in embarrassment. Xiao Hei pointed at a Bai's forehead with his fingers and said, "your accomplishments have been eaten into your stomach as steamed stuffed buns. You can't see whether people or ghosts?"

"But the child's eyes are very clear." ah Bai argued.

"Don't you think it's strange that here, in this era, there will be an ancient yard and an ancient teenager with a sword in a long shirt?"

"But don't we wear that sometimes?" said ah Bai disapprovingly.

At the same time, I feel sad. The living dead are not as good as ghosts. Ghosts can at least reincarnate and reincarnate, and the living dead are abandoned by the six Tao.

He who does not die does not live. He lives by sucking human blood or resentment around him.

Most importantly, the child didn't seem to know he was dead.

At the same time, figures like black smoke quietly flew over baduoshan town. The leader was wearing a black cloak and his face was hidden in his hat. Several sharp eyes stared at the high wall courtyard suddenly exposed in the human world.

They've been tracking here for years.

But I can't find a specific direction. I only know that it may be in another space or protected by a profound array.

The master really had a clever plan. With a little white cat, he attracted the divine bird to break the array and boundary.

This made the living dead man who had been protected for a thousand years appear in her sight.

As soon as he waved, these people fell down one after another, silent and unpredictable.

The boy holding the little white cat in the yard only got up in time. The next moment, he was covered with a black cloth bag by several people, and then quickly disappeared into the night.

Then the yard disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

Deep in Kunlun Mountain, it snows all year round and is uninhabited.

This is a place that has never been touched by humans.

This is a valley, surrounded by snow capped mountains directly into the sky, and in the middle is a lake. The night is getting darker, but it seems like day.

By the lake, there was a fire. A man sat on a stone and baked a rabbit.

There was a loud noise in the lake. A big fish occupying the whole lake floated out of the lake. The lavender scales glittered under the moonlight. His eyes were as big as lanterns. He was staring at the man angrily, "Hou Qing, you bastard, let me go."

As it floats, black chains appear on it, so that it can't move forward.

"Xiao Kun, after so many years, your cultivation has not increased. You have a lot of temper." the man said slowly without raising his head.

"Shut up, did you call Xiao Kun?" Xiao Kun shouted loudly.

"Your master left you, and you still treat her as master." the man asked with a smile.

"She was forced. She didn't want to leave me on purpose."

"OK." the man raised his dark and deep eyes. Under the moonlight, his pale but handsome face seemed like a pile of snow.

Black hair is long to the ankle, so casually draped behind him, wearing a black shirt, which forms a sharp contrast with the snowy surroundings.

As if he were the embodiment of the night.