Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

She sobbed, "don't thank me for your kindness, Lord Hou Qing. I'll go through fire and water whenever necessary..."

"Take good care of your health. When you get to Chang'an City, there is still a hard battle to fight..." Hou Qing still comforted in a warm voice.

Yuan Zifan nodded heavily. At this time, she knew what to say to express her gratitude. In fact, she was weak.

Without further delay, Hou Qing affixed a sleeping charm to the old man and offered two flying magic weapons.

Then the party went on the road.

It's too far away to go.

Otherwise, the bones will not be safe.

The sky is still clear, but this time the mood is very different.

Even yuan Tianlang didn't pester Hou Qing like he did in.

The loss of two relatives overnight also made the young man's expression firm.

He should grow up quickly, learn martial arts well, and then protect his elder sister and grandfather.

Because there are only two relatives left in this world.

Yuan Zifan doesn't know what he went to Chang'an city to face her.

However, when I saw Hou Qing with light clouds and light wind, my heart settled down inexplicably.

Anyway, she will make those people pay a painful price.

The magic weapon of flying hides the precious gas and shuttles through the clouds.

At the same time, Xia Qingluo stopped on the way to Chang'an city.

The land at the foot is Jinling City.

It is also a prosperous place.

Although it was winter, there was no one on the central street of the main city.

Something's wrong. How can it be? In such a prosperous city, such a sunny noon, why is there no noisy voice.

There are many shops. There are no guests. There is something strange everywhere.

Xia Qingluo naturally stopped.

Turn around and fly down.

Soon Xia Qingluo fell in front of a restaurant on central street.

It was lunch time. This century old shop should be the most lively.

But there was no guest at this time.

As for the waiter, he was walking back and forth restlessly.

Xia Qingluo tightened her rich fur cloak on the tight fitting and raised her legs into the store door.

The waiter was surprised to see a guest come to the door. For a moment, he forgot to say hello.

Xia Qingluo asked with her eyebrows, "why, don't you open?"

"Ah..." the waiter said foolishly, then he reacted and said, "opening..."

"Why is the central street so quiet?" Xia Qingluo asked curiously.

"Girl, are you new here?"

"Well, just entered the city..."

"No wonder..." the waiter looked around and whispered, "today all the people in Jinling City went to Jipu temple. I also want to go, but I want to see the store, so I can't go."

There was a pity in his tone.

"Jipu temple, will you do it?"

"What Dharma meeting?" the waiter glanced. "Princess Zhuling is going to burn Jipu Temple today. Everyone is going to see the excitement..."

what?

Burn the jeep temple?

Xia Qingluo suddenly stood up and asked the waiter, "why did Princess Zhuling burn the temple? Nobody cares. Are you kidding?"

"How dare I make such a joke? Princess Zhuling has a crush on master Huiji of Jipu temple and wants to force the master to be her face. Master Huiji naturally doesn't obey. No, she's angry and wants to burn Jipu temple. Alas, she's guilty..."

The waiter sighed.

But suddenly a gust of wind swept by. In the blink of an eye, the store was empty.

The waiter ran out of the store.

But it's also empty outside. Where is anyone?