Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

He knew she was looking for a ring.

But now the ring can't be given to her.

There is still a lack of Dragon Spirit armor to cover the magic smell of the ring. He doesn't have it here. He wants to go to a deep pool in Cangshan Mountain to look for it, but it's some distance from Zixia peak, and it takes half a day to go back and forth.

This little demon is not a worry free person. It's a little uneasy to put her on Zixia peak alone.

Yunqing asked if he wanted to take her.

At this time, Yunqing stood tall and straight, his clothes were better than snow, his hands were behind him, and his head was slightly lower.

Purple peak is very beautiful, although it is only the summit, but the area is very large. Just like the valley, it is also shaded by trees. At this time, a ray of sunshine sprung up from the cracks in the leaves and cast a spotted and burning shadow.

With the breeze blowing, there are occasional small waves.

There is also a fragrance of flowers and plants around, adding a different flavor to the quiet afternoon.

The sun gently hit Yunqing's cold and indifferent face, and the ice and snow at the bottom of his eyes seemed to be melting a little.

He quietly looked at Xia Qingluo who was busy with him.

The girl opposite has long black hair, a pair of smart black eyes with clear black and white, always filled with countless ideas. Her eyes are slightly picked up, and her rosy lips don't smile as usual, but sip her mouth very seriously.

He had never seen such a serious and anxious look on the little demon's face.

Most of the time, it's like a rogue that I'm bound to life and death with you. How dare you treat me.

It's novel.

Is that ring important enough to matter to her life and death?

At this time, Xia Qingluo's hand is exploring in his heart. The little demon may be because the body is a vine, and her fingertips are a little cool.

But Yunqing felt the burning heat there, which made his breathing stagnant.

This feeling is strange. Yunqing makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

Xia Qingluo didn't realize that her mind was full of the lotus ring, so she automatically ignored others.

Perhaps, in Xia Qingluo's eyes and her cognition, she still thinks that the world of Xianxia is somewhat dreamy. Although everything here is full of danger, it rarely gives her a real feeling.

Including people.

In fact, in Xia Qingluo's heart, Yunqing makes the reincarnated god a bit like a myth and legend, which exists in people's imagination,

So that she ignored the instant stiffness of the man under her.

Yunqing asked her to look down at the little hand that was vaguely touched down. Her face became darker and darker. Finally, she couldn't bear it. Her thin lips opened, "Xia Qingluo, what are you doing?"

"I'm looking for my ring. Where did you put it?"

Xia Qingluo's voice just fell, her eyes suddenly stared round, but she finally reacted. She looked at her hand incredibly. At this time, it was very dangerous and stopped below Yunqing's waist

There was some heat there. Xia Qingluo suddenly took away her hand as if she were burning.

Unexpectedly, yunqingrang waved, and a circle of water curtain appeared around her. The sky above her head was like rain and fog, but it was integrated with the surrounding water curtain.

She and Yunqing let be surrounded in a round water polo.

The water curtain is flowing slowly, and the drops of water are shining brightly in the sun.

But I can't hear the sound of water flowing.