Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The light flashed, and the ancestor of Qingluo and Xia Qingluo, who was the soul, became one. The yuan God wrapped by the holy lotus also entered Xia Qingluo, also the sea of knowledge of the ancestor of Qingluo.

All memories are also fused in this lightning, stone and fire.

Xia Qingluo understood everything at this moment. With a little smile on her mouth, she looked at the approaching figure, the soft light rippled out from the bottom of her eyes, stripping out her divine consciousness, which went towards the colorful vortex.

After the divine consciousness entered the space-time vortex, the vortex slowly disappeared in the vast universe.

Xia Qingluo turned around and flew towards Yunqing, but the sound of master couldn't be called out anyway.

Her face was a little crimson. She wondered if she was an old cow eating tender grass.

Before she finished the construction in her heart, yunqingrang's figure finally fell in front of Xia Qingluo and grabbed Xia Qingluo's hand. In the endless void, the white shirt flew and lit up the dark space.

Those star eyes that are brighter than the stars around are full of worry.

Xia Qingluo was wearing a green dress and her waist long hair was flying slowly. She was entangled with Yunqing's black hair somewhere in the space.

Two people hold hands, suspended in an endless void, beautiful like a picture of the city.

Yunqing let but suddenly a palpitation, the star eyes locked Xia Qingluo, the hand did not loosen, but held it tighter, and the dumb voice sounded in nothingness, "are you... Awakened?"

"Yes." Xia Qingluo nodded gently.

"The ancestor of Qingluo?" Yun qingrang asked softly.

"It's me."

Yunqing let her close her thin lips and looked at the familiar face in front of her. Her hand still didn't loosen. Her eyes stared at Xia Qingluo and didn't miss her every expression.

And something seems to flash through my mind.

Suddenly, several familiar voices sounded in the void.

It's Nanyan and the devil.

Xia Qingluo held Yun qingrang back. "We'll talk about it later."

With that, he flew rapidly towards the sound of the void.

Because their hands had not been loosened, they also flew towards the end of nothingness.

A bright sunlight cut through the thick clouds. On the scarred grass of the star picking palace, two figures suddenly flew out of a gap that could not see the edge.

One white and one green are very beautiful.

After their figures flew out, the roaring wind stopped, and the dark earth brightened little by little under the light of the sun.

The bottomless gap closes slowly.

Nanyan, who had just finished the blood sacrifice to the yuan God beside the gap, suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the two people standing in the air hand in hand in front of him.

Especially Xia Qingluo. At this time, her waist and dark hair flashed a dark light in the wind. Her eyes were as clear as water. She was wearing a long green skirt, covered with a layer of green yarn of the same color, and stepped on four leaf flowers. Her whole body exuded a faint luster.

This is not the little demon Xia Qingluo, this is the God of Qingluo.

Also known as the ancestor of green rose.

Nanyan's heart sank completely.

She looked at Xia Qingluo in despair and moved her eyes to Yun qingrang. A bitter smile opened at the corners of her mouth and opened her dry mouth, "Yun Zhi..."

Yunqing let Xia Qingluo loose her hand. Xia Qingluo was stunned and lost. She put her hand in her long sleeve.

Without waiting for her to speak, she saw that yunqingrang beside her had already flown up, with cold eyes, holding Biyun sword, and galloped away towards the South smoke sitting on the grass.