Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Because according to the calculation speed of yunqingrang, the wood leaves are probably thousands of miles away.

Then at night, such a distance will make the wood leaf no longer turn into a bell on the right clamp of the ancestor of Qingluo.

Because the bell was firmly set on her right pliers, he couldn't take it down even if he wanted to take it down. It seemed to have grown in the blood and flesh of the ancestor of Qingluo.

This is the place where Yunqing makes people wonder.

But now it seems that this problem has been solved.

Although he doesn't know what the reason is here, and he doesn't know what the dispute between the ancestor of green rose and Muye used to be, one thing can prove that as long as the two people are separated, it's like when they never met before.

They will never see the leaves again the next day.

Yunqing makes me feel relaxed.

Therefore, when cultivating divine consciousness later, we should get twice the result with half the effort.

He didn't expect such a good effect.

And when you open your eyes the next day. No surprise, the ancestor of Qingluo saw yunqingrang.

Neither of them mentioned yesterday's parting without saying goodbye, as if it hadn't happened.

The ancestor of Qingluo was too happy to explain.

She looked around and found no trace of wood leaves.

He was surprised to ask Yun qingrang, "why didn't you see the wood leaves?"

Yunqing thought to herself that she didn't see the wood leaves.

If Muye is still with them, he will certainly hold him and ask what the ancestor of Qingluo will become at night.

Then it will be exposed that he knows what shape they are at night.

He looked at the distance and said faintly, "isn't this normal?"

The ancestor of Qingluo stopped for a while and suddenly thought, yes, isn't this a very normal thing?

Why did she ask Yun qingrang like that.

At the same time, I still feel something wrong.

Why is he always with her?

What's the reason?

Is it fate?

Then, the ancestor of Qingluo, who had always been unable to keep things in his heart, couldn't help asking whether yunqingrang and Muye told him that she liked him.

Yunqing let him admit generously, "yes, but I don't like her, and I don't have this mind..."

"But the little girl is very good..." the ancestor of Qingluo said dryly.

Yunqing asked him to look at the ancestor of Qingluo with a smile and said, "when did the ancestor of Qingluo have the hobby of matchmaking?"

The face of the ancestor of Qingluo turned red.

Yunqing seemed to feel that what he said was a little heavy. Then he softened his voice and said, "my ambition is not here. Don't think about it. When the cultivation of divine consciousness is strong, I will find a way to send you out of the wasteland."

"Really, can you really do it?" the ancestor of Qingluo, who has a big heart, didn't find the meaning of Yunqing's words.

Yunqing asked to send her out of the wasteland, not out of the wasteland together.

But the happy ancestor of Qingluo has automatically ignored this.

Besides, she is not a careful person.

Looking at the happy eyebrows of the ancestor of Qingluo, Yunqing nodded and said to her, "more than five years, less than three years, we will do it."

In this way, the two people began to accompany each other again.

And an inexplicable feeling, the heart of the ancestor of Qingluo grows like a wild grass.

Finally, it grew into a vast grassland in one day.

But looking at Yun qingrang, who was immersed in cultivation every day, the ancestor of Qingluo pressed his mind.