Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Hou Qing couldn't eat because all his five internal organs and six lungs were condensed by black fog.

He has all the characteristics of human beings, five senses and joys, sorrows and joys.

But there is no solid organ that can hold food.

He can't even drink a mouthful of water, eat a mouthful of rice or a piece of meat.

I remember trying when he was very young.

With his teeth, he chewed the meat through his esophagus and into his stomach, and then it was like thick sand scattered around his body.

The sand runs in the body wantonly, with boundless hostility.

The scene was actually cruel and painful. He had been lying for five hundred years.

Then he kicked the grains of sand out of the body.

Since then, he has never dared to eat anything again.

But it didn't affect his ability to smell the aroma of these foods.

As a last resort, he lived in seclusion in a cave in the inaccessible Kunlun mountain.

Therefore, for a loyal empress, it's really torture recently.

So, in the afternoon of that day, he put his hands behind him and walked slowly towards the family.

This is a cabin.

From a distance, it looks very small against the snow mountain.

But, in fact, it's OK.

The hunters should have stayed.

At least, it doesn't seem crowded to live in a family of six.

However, compared with the previous environment, it is far from good.

In the middle of the room is the kitchen, with two bedrooms on the left and right.

A bedroom was occupied by grandparents and grandchildren.

In one bedroom lived the daughter-in-law and eldest daughter of the family.

In the back, there is a smaller wooden house. The only young man who lives in the family is also the guardian of the family.

At this time, the eldest daughter of the family cleaned the kitchen and asked her brother to take her grandfather and grandmother to rest. While she looked at her sad mother who was leaning in another bedroom, shrugged her shoulders, carried a basin of water and left the kitchen.

Put the basin on the wooden pier. Yuan Zifan, no, his current name is Yuan Yao.

The small character Zifan is the name given to her by her grandfather. It has the meaning of a woman.

She raised her head slightly, her hands on her hips, and looked at the familiar and strange snow mountains towering into the clouds.

Pulled the corners of his mouth.

According to the timeline, she left here just over a month ago.

With my teammates.

Then here, she and her teammates celebrated the victory at the summit. When taking photos, she unfortunately fell down.

If there was no bracelet on her wrist, or if Hou Qing's soul broke in, maybe she really died.

But!

Yuan Zifan felt very sad.

Finally, she died.

It should be dead.

On her way home, the sky suddenly overcast, and then the wind blew up.

It was daytime, but the visibility around was very low.

Then, the bus yuan Zifan and his teammates took collided with a large truck coming from the opposite side.

Others she didn't know, but she knew she seemed to have been blown up.

At the moment of blurred consciousness, she clearly felt that there seemed to be an invisible force pulling her body and pulling her into the boundless darkness.

When she woke up, she became the first daughter of yuan hechen, a counselor of Li Jiancheng in Chang'an city of the Tang Dynasty. She was 15 years old.

The predecessor fought with her father's concubine's daughter, that is, her concubine. In the confusion, I don't know who gave it to push the lotus pond.