Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The heart eroding grass may not even be planted by the emperors who have cultivated for the heaven.

What's more, she's a fairy with a damaged spirit.

It's like in the human world, you let an ordinary mortal child fly to heaven with a sword.

Moreover, she is still here waiting for Emperor Han Sheng to come back.

And this time in the far north.

On the highest snow peak.

Han Sheng and Nangong Sujin stood on the ice and looked down at the blue pool below.

In the middle of the pool, there is a grass.

Looking at each other, the two were overjoyed.

At this time, the weather was unusually cold, and the palm sized snowflakes were like snowballs or snow knives, abusing their bodies.

But the two men didn't feel it.

Everything comes to him who waits.

They finally found the divine knowledge grass!

In the impression of Nangong Sujin, the divine knowledge grass should grow on the highest mountain in the far north, which needs no doubt.

But she thought it should grow on the white snow like snow lotus.

But I never thought that I should grow in the blue Yingying pool water.

Moreover, its roots are not rooted in the water, but suspended a foot wide above the water.

Its root is a light mass composed of strands of light.

God knows that grass is also very cute. It doesn't have two leaves in half like ordinary grass.

But a green bud.

Han Sheng slowly opened his mouth, as if he were talking to himself, "is this God's understanding grass?"

Su brook as like as two peas in Nangong, and with a little joy in his brow, "the elders of the clan read to me, and the same picture of the grass and the same is the same."

Maybe no one believes it.

After the drunken riverside night that day, after getting up the next morning, the two people looked at each other.

Silent.

Then, as if they thought of something, they hurriedly looked away.

Then there were twelve days in this human world. It was twelve days and nights. They didn't say a word.

Including to the far north.

After many hardships, they exhausted their cultivation and reached the peak, but they just exchanged their eyes with what they wanted to do next.

Han Sheng was also unusually silent.

That night, he watched beside her all night.

It seems that I want to engrave this long lost sleeping face in the bottom of my heart.

At the moment when Nangong Sujin opened his eyes, the emotion flowing from his beautiful eyes made Han Sheng feel as if he had been stabbed.

There will be no courage to talk to her.

Although he despised himself, Han Sheng still can't forget the emotional change of Nangong Sujin at that moment.

First it was joy, then it was dazed and stunned, and then it was still a strong hatred, even three points thicker than last night.

Han Sheng was also confused about himself drunk at night.

Is it touching the scene or unforgettable?

Or just a moment of confusion!

So along the way, Han Sheng regained his former coldness and alienation.

Only he knows how hard his heart is.

This kind of Han Sheng makes Nangong Sujin happy. Otherwise, she really doesn't know how to face the cold Sheng emperor who suddenly turns tender.

There is an unattainable mountain between her and him!

It's not power, status, or cultivation, but a woman who was kind to Han Sheng.