Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"What are you doing?"

"Just like last time, it can be wrapped around your wrist or wrapped in your bun."

Xia Qingluo happily suggested.

"No." Yunqing refused without thinking about it.

"Why not?"

"What do you say?" Yunqing let Xia Qingluo look down.

Xia Qingluo pouted and knew that she suddenly changed back to her body in front of the three people. It was really a little scary, and Xia Qingluo didn't want them to know that she was not a person, but a plant.

"Let's have a rest. I'm tired and hungry." Xia Qingluo begged with Yunqing's sleeve.

Yun qingrang finally took a serious look at Xia Qingluo and found that her forehead was full of fine beads of sweat. At this time, it looked more and more crystal clear under the sunshine.

Yunqing makes my heart move.

"Can't you adjust your breath?"

"Flirting?" Xia Qingluo didn't understand. She glanced around quickly.

what do you mean?

Let her flirt?

Who are you flirting with? Is it flirting with him?

Xia Qingluo blushed and said, "master, who do you want me to flirt with?"

Yunqing let the leisurely pace pause for a moment, and there was a crack in her always calm look.

"It means to regulate breath and mobilize spiritual power." the Almighty little black finally had a place to speak.

"Of course I know." Xia Qingluo argued cunningly.

In fact, when Yunqing asked to help her forehead, Xia Qingluo knew she would be wrong.

Yunqing lets Xiao Hei stop with a wave.

Looking around, the cornice of a house loomed out from the shade of the trees.

"Manager an, let's have a rest in front." Yunqing asked faintly.

Manager an is old, but he walks with great energy. Xia Qingluo, a little demon, doesn't know where to develop the problem of delicacy.

However, considering that it is also noon.

This little demon has three meals a day. It seems that it's not bad.

Yunqing let him walk slowly towards the cornice in front.

Xia Qingluo came to the spirit this time, because she also saw that place.

There is no fatigue in the body, but mentally, I feel very tired.

And I'm really hungry.

As the saying goes, looking at the mountain will kill the horse.

Even if I saw it, it took me almost an hour to get here.

Xia Qingluo sat at the gate of the broken temple, holding her cheek in her hand. She was thinking, is this a sightseeing tour or a prisoner exile.

Manager an was very discerning. He picked up a bag of rice that Yunqing asked him to throw him, and began to order the two bodyguards to start cooking in a pot.

Immortals can not eat, but ordinary people do not eat a meal, hungry.

Xia Qingluo looked at the skillful movements of the two bodyguards and relaxed a little.

Xia Qingluo is not so hard-working. Since someone can cook, she is happy to eat a ready-made one.

Especially in the wild mountains, it's impossible to eat well.

The broken temple is worthy of its name. It's really broken.

There is dust everywhere. It looks like no one has been here for decades.

However, in the corner of the hall, it looks very clean.

And there's a bunch of grass where it's obviously inhabited.

Xia Qingluo stood up. Although she didn't have to worry about anything with Yunqing, she was still worried. She came to Yunqing's back.

At this time, Yunqing let him stand on the side of the cliff with his negative hand. He looked at the vast mountains with deep eyes and didn't know what he was thinking