Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Clothes are simple and change quickly.

I don't know why, at the moment when I put on my clothes, an inexplicable warmth began to swim in my limbs.

It looks rough and unexpectedly soft and comfortable.

It's much better than her green skirt.

She can feel it clearly.

It is said that heaven and man are one. At this time, she feels that her clothes and clothes should also be one.

After taking photos in the bronze mirror, Xia Qingluo pouted in frustration.

Comfort is useless.

It's really ugly.

In particular, she still combed a woman's hairstyle and matched it with non male and non female clothes. It's really strange and contrary.

Xia Qingluo pulled away her hair, picked up the knot given by Yunqing just now, tied up half of her hair, then spared a circle, and tied it firmly with the rest of the knot.

In the bronze mirror

A poor young man took shape in an instant.

But the shoes don't fit.

At this time, Xiao Hei went into Xia Qingluo's bedroom with a pair of black boots in his mouth.

He saw the clothes on the little demon at a glance, and his heart was sour at once.

How can Yunda treat the little demon so well.

Unexpectedly, he gave the Tianling silk to the little demon to make clothes.

There was only a little left. He rubbed a knot for the little demon.

And most importantly, Emperor Zun must have gone to the tailor's shop in Wangxian city. Otherwise, how could he make clothes so quickly.

And that day, the highest living silkworm in the world was only 800 years, and now it is on the top of the emperor's heaven.

As soon as he saw the fabric, he knew that it was a five hundred year old Tianling silkworm.

Such clothes are no different from a magic weapon with strong protection against wind and rain.

The most hateful thing is that the little demon still dislikes it.

Gossiping, that effort is really great.

If it weren't for this special fabric, the demon might tear the clothes to pieces.

Who can bear it!

As soon as Xiaohei's small eyes turned, they flew to Xia Qingluo's head. As soon as his mouth loosened, a pair of boots accurately landed on Xia Qingluo's head.

Xia Qingluo is looking in the mirror. She doesn't notice Xiao Hei flying in. Of course, she doesn't notice that Xiao Hei is overcast again.

She picked up the boots that fell on her head, pointed to Xiao hei and gnashed her teeth. "You dead Xiao Hei, one day I'll pull out all your feathers."

"Hum, how dare you?" Xiao Hei was hovering over Xia Qingluo's head.

He knew the time was coming and the demon wouldn't waste time with him.

"Dare you, always try." Xia Qingluo said slowly as she looked at her boots.

Xiao Hei chuckled and thought, when the emperor returns, he will return to the top of heaven with the emperor.

At that time, even if the little demon turned into a wisp of smoke, she couldn't reach the heaven.

At that time, she will cry for herself.

"You don't know the goods." Xiao Hei looked at Xia Qingluo's boots and said with hatred, "these boots are magic weapons."

What, is it a magic weapon?

Xia Qingluo was surprised. "What magic weapon? What function does it have?"

"Rain is not afraid of water."

Xia Qingluo is disappointed, NIMA. Isn't this modern rain boots?

It's all over the street.

"Is it precious?" Xia Qingluo asked with a smile.

Xiao Hei took a wary look at the demon, and then cautiously returned, "it must be precious. It's made of Jiaolong skin in the sea of South Vietnam."