Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

At this time, Li Jiancheng was at the sea, and Li Jiancheng finally understood what had happened.

He looked at the soul with red blood and reluctantly stood up.

But it was suppressed by the soul and fell to the ground.

Poor Qi picked up a sword and cut off the head of King Qin.

Although the king of Qin didn't know what had happened, his instinctive reaction made him tilt his head and roll to the other side.

However, the sword nailed his arm to the ground and couldn't move any more!

Poor Qi laughed.

The laughter was rampant and loud. It penetrated the cloudy sky and floated over the Xuanwu Gate.

Here, he has set up a boundary with the resentment of evil spirits.

The soldiers outside the Xuanwu Gate, as well as the immortals walking in Chang'an City and even Dongzhou, can't get here even if they notice a change here.

At the same time, Du Xiaojiu suddenly woke up from his nightmare.

The jade pendant that she casually placed next to the pillow trembled slightly.

Du Xiaojiu suddenly widened his eyes, turned over and stared at the jade pendant.

The jade pendant is changing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The originally green leaves seemed to be red with blood at this time.

Then, the leaves dyed red by blood scattered around.

Just as Du Xiaojiu was about to grab the jade pendant, the jade pendant exploded and became one small fragment after another, scattered on Du Xiaojiu's bed. From a distance, it was like drops of blood.

Du Xiaojiu was stunned. After reacting, she put on her clothes and ran towards the master's yard.

At this time, Du Xiaojiu's master, Taoist Kongkong, was standing in the yard, looking in the direction of the palace.

Du Xiaojiu didn't know why, but he also looked at the sky along his master's line of sight.

The originally cloudy sky seemed to be carrying countless blood and hostility. It was early morning, but it was like dusk.

In the sky with dark clouds, a blood red moon rises slowly.

In the sky over the Imperial City, countless red light groups are slowly condensing towards the moon, as if there were blood peach blossoms in the sky over the imperial city.

Du Xiaojiu's master looked solemn and solemn at this time, and his eyebrows were twisted to death.

"Master, what happened?" Du Xiaojiu asked anxiously.

"The sky in Chang'an City... Has changed..." Du Xiaojiu's master, Taoist Kongkong, murmured.

Du Xiaojiu immediately understood what had happened. She turned and ran to the bedroom.

Then I was surprised to find that the originally broken jade pendant condensed into a blood bead. At this time, I lay quietly next to the pillow.

Du Xiaojiu grabbed it and hit a few talismans.

She began to set up.

Holding the blood bead in her hand, she didn't know whether her decision was right or wrong. Success or failure depends on the will of heaven!

If this blood bead can take her where she wants to go, she will help. If not, it can only be.

When Taoist Kongkong came to the disciple's room, he found that it was empty.

He sighed secretly, but he also knew that his apprentice had this fate. He could get help from noble people. He was in danger, and his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds.

But he couldn't figure out who the noble man was?

According to the truth, the prince in Xiao Jiu's mouth should be her noble man.