Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

When others read, they read from the beginning.

When the little demon was reading, he turned the last page of the book with joy. After turning it, he opened the first page, word by word.

Most importantly, the little demon didn't know how to read the books in the Sutra Pavilion.

She uses the oldest way, which is also the way of reading used by ordinary people.

Reading - books!

Actually, that's right.

However, after all, it is the world of cultivating immortals. There are always places different from ordinary people. He likes this way of reading when he is boring occasionally.

Yunqing asked Xia Qingluo to look down and frown, "have you been reading like this?"

"What's the matter?" Xia Qingluo just read the introduction on the first page. Although it's a little obscure, she still knows about it.

She reads here without understanding, as long as she knows about it.

There's no exam anyway.

The cloud was clear and let him bend down slightly. Xia Qingluo's eyes were as clear as water, with doubts and inexplicable precautions.

Xia Qingluo is really on guard.

Xia Qingluo didn't forget the scene this morning, but chose to ignore it.

In particular, some of their actions are really ambiguous.

Xia Qingluo always reminds herself that she is a plant and yunqingrang is the definition of God.

Just like now, Xia Qingluo hinted that yunqingrang's posture was watching vines.

But now I'm still human.

Such hints are useless.

Xia Qingluo was quietly about to retreat towards the back, but unexpectedly, Yun qingrang slowly lifted the corners of her mouth and deep eyes. At this time, it seemed that there was a wave of light.

People can't help thinking.

Xia Qingluo knew she didn't have such a deep concentration. Naturally, she couldn't be indifferent to the beauty in front of her.

She didn't forget that yunqingrang wanted to kill her when he first met.

However, Xia Qingluo is not the virgin, but she is not a little white flower.

If he met another immortal at that time, he would also be pursued and killed.

Even in myths and legends, people and Demons and ghosts can never love each other and become a family.

Those beautiful stories are just stories.

Xia Qingluo never cares about her goblin identity because she doesn't regard herself as a real goblin. Therefore, in her heart, she still cares about these.

At the same time, she felt that Lang Lang, such as yunqingrang, would not kill herself now, so she would not kill herself again in the future.

However, she was still on guard against him.

She can't tell Yun qingrang about her real origin and the origin of the magic weapon in her hand.

Xia Qingluo blinked and looked at yunqingrang getting closer and closer. Her body moved towards the back. Just when she thought yunqingrang would also move forward, yunqingrang stopped.

Then he stretched out his bony right hand and took away the book in Xia Qingluo's hand.

Xia Qingluo is useless even if she is on guard. Yunqing's speed is too fast.

There is a feeling of ashes in conversation and laughter.

Xia Qingluo only had time to see the fingernails with light fluorescence. In a flash of thought, she lamented that the cloud made even her fingers so beautiful.

Xia Qingluo then stood up with the rub, and the books around fell down.

She can't care about it.

Why did Yunqing ask to rob her book? She only read a page of the preface