Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Countless duels of life and death have led to the extinction of such immortals. They will not give up their struggle until the last minute.

As soon as she gritted her teeth, a sharp blade appeared in her hand. Without hesitation, she stabbed her backhand at Xia Qingluo's heart.

Sure enough, Yunqing's sharp sword turned into a meal, and her Yuanshen took the opportunity to flee wildly outside.

Yunqing asked him to take back his divine knowledge. He grabbed Xia Qingluo's hand and didn't dare to exert too much force. He was afraid to pinch off the demon's thin wrist.

Extinction seized this opportunity. On the one hand, the driving blade stabbed the Banshee's heart, on the other hand, it turned all cultivation into a protective net, covered the yuan God, and quietly fled towards the bamboo building.

Yunqing let nature not fall short. He jumped up and chased the yuan God who had fled to the window.

Turning Reiki into a giant palm, he grabbed the extinct yuan God, with a bloodthirsty smile on his mouth, "I want to see, which martial uncle of qingluan sect are you?"

With the force of his men, the extinct yuan God hissed in pain.

She knew it was really over today.

Not only the original God was destroyed, but also his identity was exposed. I was afraid that he would end up in a dead place.

Yunqing asked him not to hesitate. With a move in his left hand, a porcelain vase with colorful light appeared in his palm. It was refined from the five colored stones that mend the sky and his natural fire in the West wasteland and in the abyss 10000 meters deep.

Can accommodate all things in the world!

Yunqing asked to hold the yuan God in his hand and beat it into the porcelain vase.

But unexpectedly, after his body left, Xia Qingluo's body was no longer dominated by the sober yuan God, and her body rolled soft towards the ground.

The little demon has rough skin and meat. It's OK to fall down, but the sharp blade in her hand didn't loosen.

At this time, the sharp blade with cold light is facing Xia Qingluo's heart.

This fall, I'm afraid the sharp blade will pass through my chest immediately.

Even so, in fact, there is no worry about life. Just keep it.

However, Yunqing clearly remembered that the little demon said that she was actually afraid of pain.

Between lightning, stone and fire, Yunqing let her body fly towards Xia Qingluo's falling direction like a wisp of smoke.

Xia Qingluo's body was stabilized by the palm wind, and her aura turned into a white practice, entangled the sharp blade in Xia Qingluo's hand, and then with a strong force, the sharp blade that seemed to stick to Xia Qingluo's palm soared into the air and crashed on the floor of the bamboo building.

And Yunqing let Xia Qingluo pick up her soft body and stand in the air.

Xia Qingluo's head leans against yunqingrang's arms, and her small head still rubs in his arms, like a little cat.

Just at this moment, the extinct Yuanshen struggled to get out of yunqingrang's hand and galloped out of the window with his last breath.

Yunqing let's arms hold Xia Qingluo. At this time, almost * *'s body is shining as white as jade under the moonlight.

Soft, warm, with a quiet temptation.

Yunqing let his eyes darken, and he sighed slightly.

Put the little demon who seemed to be whispering on the white cloud bed, and then gently put her head on the soft cloud pillow.

He can't go after the thief who just robbed him.

Because Xia Qingluo Yuanshen is still sleeping and has no consciousness, which means that she has no resistance at this time.

How can he leave at ease with her like this?

Yunqing asked him to look out of the window again. He thought that the broken yuan God had escaped.