Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Your ring won't fall off this time." Yunqing didn't say to let her go or not.

But suddenly he opened his mouth and looked at the ring on Xia Qingluo's tail finger.

"Ah, it won't fall off?" although Xia Qingluo didn't know why Baiyun qingran changed the topic, she tried to roll it. It was really firm. She always felt very loose when wearing it before, and then it fell off.

She remembered the light from Yun qingran's fingertips when she was wearing the ring just now. Xia Qingluo raised her face and asked happily, "master, did you cast a spell just now?"

"This ring has the smell of magic weapons." Yun qingran glanced at her and then said, "and it's an immortal weapon. It's not safe for you little demon to wear it."

"What, immortal weapon?" Xia Qingluo was stunned. She felt that her blood was frozen. At once, she thought of Zhuang Li, who challenged qingluan sect and was later killed by Yunqing. Isn't there an immortal weapon in her hand?

There are many magic weapons in the world of cultivating immortals. Almost some practitioners or demons will have one, either refined or obtained by chance.

However, fairy tools are different.

No one can have it.

The only thing you have is gone.

And she is an ordinary little demon without any cultivation. How can she have an immortal weapon in her hand?

Her suspicious and slightly uneasy eyes looked at Yun qingrang.

At this time, Yunqing asked to drink tea with a low eyebrow, looking like a light wind.

Why did he suddenly say such words to himself?

Is he going to ask the origin of the ring next?

However, I can't tell him the truth, but what kind of story should I make up to get rid of Yunqing.

Xia Qingluo had no idea for a moment.

Because this ring looks very ordinary, she thought everyone would think it was an ordinary ring.

So I didn't take it to heart.

It's not safe now. What can I do?

She slipped away quietly. She was surprised and couldn't take it off. If someone saw that the baby had a bad heart, her fingers would have to be cut off.

Bah, bah, maybe you'll lose your life at that time.

Stop talking about fingers.

"Master, i... my ring... It..." Xia Qingluo stammered and tried to explain.

Yunqing asked to put down the tea lamp and lean back gently. He was interested to hear what nonsense Xia Qingluo could pull out.

In short, she won't tell herself the truth.

At the thought of this, Yunqing makes her feel insipid. Since it's not the truth, listening to her nonsense is a waste of time and adds blocking to herself.

"What are you, what is it?" Yunqing asked her to raise her eyes and glanced lazily at Xia Qingluo, who was a little nervous. "Since there is no suitable reason, don't make it up first. I'm tired of what you said, and I'm not interested in listening."

"Master, I......" Xia Qingluo felt guilty when she looked at her deep eyes full of crushed starlight.

"I've just finished refining, and now there's no smell of immortal tools. You can rest assured." Yunqing let a wave of her hand interrupt her words, looked at Xia Qingluo leisurely, and was very satisfied with her reaction.

It seems that some things are interesting to say occasionally.

Xia Qingluo sat down slowly and looked at Yun qingrang seriously.

A white shirt was like moonlight, and her slender fingers were casually placed on her legs. She didn't know when a cloud like pillow appeared on his back.