Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

After a few breaths, he clasped Xia Qingluo's head in his arms again. With a wave of his hand, he sealed the entrance by the angel river. Then, he hugged Xia Qingluo, flicked his fingers, and lit a soothing incense on the clouds.

Xia Qingluo's mind rippled. She was already confused. With the gentle caress of her lover, she couldn't resist the fatigue of divine consciousness and fell into a deep dream.

This sleep was three days and three nights. When she woke up, Yunqing let was not beside her, but stood in front of the huge stone wall in the air.

He has picturesque features, black hair like a waterfall, and a white shirt like moonlight, with inherent dignity.

Seeing Xia Qingluo wake up, some frowning eyebrows suddenly burst out, turned around and flew towards Xia Qingluo.

"Wake up."

"Yes." Xia Qingluo nodded.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Very comfortable." Xia Qingluo's heart suddenly became soft.

Yunqing let the picturesque eyebrows and eyes with a faint smile. He stretched out his hand and hugged Xia Qingluo in his arms.

The moon is like water and the mist is kind. Xia Qingluo leans in his arms quietly like orchid with her ignorance of waking up.

Yunqing was a little crazy. She put her hand around her, buried her head in her hair and smelled the fragrance between her hair. She just hoped that the lingering at this moment could last until the end of time.

"How long did I sleep?" Xia Qingluo asked in a low voice.

She, who loves dreaming, didn't dream at all.

"Three days and three nights." Yunqing asked carelessly.

"Fortunately, fortunately, the emperor said he would hold a banquet to celebrate my return in seven days."

"If you don't like it, you can push it."

"Forget it, it's just a party. I happen to know other Xianjun fairies. I don't know too many." Xia Qingluo sighed.

"Well, in fact, I'm just like you." Yunqing asked her to speak softly, raised Xia Qingluo's face and gently rubbed her eyebrows. "Look, you didn't wake up just now. Are you better now?"

"Well, much better." Xia Qingluo nodded.

"Then get down to business first?" Yunqing asked tentatively.

Xia Qingluo naturally knew what Yunqing asked to point to. She smiled dryly, "I didn't find your name."

"I'll take you."

With that, Yunqing asked Xia Qingluo to fly in front of the boulder.

I soon got to a place.

Sure enough, whose name has divine connection with whom.

Xia Qingluo saw a few words she had scribbled.

Yunzhi, Nanyan!

She laughed.

Yunqing was a little embarrassed. He used some strength in his hand and was satisfied to see Xia Qingluo's painful teeth. He looked down slightly and said with a smile, "let's start, my ancestor of Qingluo."

Xia Qingluo held back her smile, moved her divine knowledge to her fingertips and erased the four words.

Erase Yunzhi's name, and then point to Nanyan, but at the next moment, stunned.

Seeing that she didn't move, Yunqing frowned, "what's the matter?"

"Master, Nan Yan is dead. Why is her name still on Sansheng stone?" once something doesn't understand, she is still used to calling master.

Yun qingrang was also stunned and said slowly, "I didn't think about this problem."

"Isn't she dead?"

"Erase it first."

Yunqing doesn't want to make any more changes, so as not to have a long dream at night.

If Xia Qingluo didn't have to erase it himself, he would have done it.

When seeing that the name of Nanyan was finally erased, Yunqing eased his strained body just now.