Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

At this time, the sky Flowers are in full bloom. Large ones gather together. As soon as the wind blows, they separate and float in the air, just like a petal rain

This is a young man dressed in dark blue forged royal clothes. He is calm and stands alone, just like a God in the sky.

He leaned against the tree and played with a leaf at will, but his posture was already breathtaking and beautiful.

It seems that all the scenery in this world is his foil and born for him

Nima, as like as two peas, is the same as Yun ting.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that emperor Yunzhi is the owner of Thoreau's world, that is, the creator God and master of the world.

In her heart, only Yunqing let a man be her love. Naturally, at the moment of thinking, all the people she met who were entangled with her were like Yunqing let.

Xia Qingluo's heart is a cry, not tangled, determined to go to the young man, pretending to speak politely, "childe, I'm coming. What do you need me to do?"

With that, it was a little cold, and the chicken skin GADA fell all over the ground.

The young man raised his eyes and looked at Xia Qingluo slightly.

That pair of Black Obsidian eyes, but with an indifference that people can't ignore.

He closed his eyes, did not speak, but turned and took the lead to walk forward.

Xia Qingluo quietly tilted her lips and followed him honestly. Looking at the tall and straight back of the young man, she couldn't help making a face.

Her cloud is so clear that she looks good-looking, tall and graceful, and her temperament is like mountains, rivers, sun and moon.

And it's really cold!

I just don't know what the identity is, what the name is, and what little things she is asked to do.

He was thinking wildly, and I didn't know how long he had walked behind him.

They finally came to an ice river. Xia Qingluo really didn't find such a place in Danhuang mountain. In the green surrounding, the snow doesn't melt all year round, and it's as cold as winter.

The vast river has been covered with ice in many places, floating in the clear bottomless river.

A huge chill came to my face.

A small boat docked on the river bank. Xia Qingluo followed the young man on board. The river was floating with huge ice cubes, which collided violently in the torrent.

Xia Qingluo became more and more curious. She didn't know what the man was up to. She wouldn't tie her up and do anything to suppress the village lady.

It seems impossible to think about it carefully, because the man is reluctant to look at her.

The young man didn't know Xia Qingluo's psychological activities at all. He rowed the boat carefully to avoid the floating ice.

Just look still abnormal indifference.

Soon came to the end of the glacier. There was an ice wall. The height of the ice wall could not be seen clearly. It was vaguely connected with the sky. It seems that it can clearly reflect its own figure.

At this time, the cold air was more prosperous, and the air was also floating with an ethereal cold fog, which fell on the eyebrows and immediately turned into small drops of water.

Xia Qingluo doubted all the way. Now she finally had a chance to speak. She quickly pretended to clear her throat and asked, "childe, this can't pass. What are you going to do?"

Hearing Xia Qingluo's words, the young man frowned slightly. After half a ring, he opened his mouth indifferently, "with your blood, you can break the ice."

Xia Qingluo is a witch of Danhuang family. It is recorded in ancient books that witches have divine power.