Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Now that he's dead, he won't become anything at night.

Naturally, we will still meet the next day.

This should be the secret that the people of Huanghai city will never separate.

But how long has this secret been maintained?

And in yunqingrang's speculation, these people actually don't know that they are petrified mummies when the night comes in the barren sea.

And they don't know how many years they've been dead.

They thought they had become some creature on the bottom of the sea.

They also thought that the wasteland Sea city was a holy land of the wasteland sea, so for tens of thousands of years, only one Xuanfeng went out, and others have been here all the time, and no one has left.

But they don't know that the wasteland city is not a wasteland City, but a tomb for burying them.

But what makes Yunqing still puzzled is, what's the matter with Muye?

In his memory, the wood leaf should be transformed from the cangqiu.

The body of Muye is a big Cang ball. I don't know how many thousands of years I have lived in this desolate sea, and then I turned into a 15-year-old girl.

By chance, I met the ancestor of Qingluo.

However, from the day when she met the ancestor of Qingluo, the girl turned into a bell on her right pliers at night.

Then, after ten thousand years, the ancestor of Qingluo also reincarnated into Xia Qingluo, but still became a string of bells on the right pliers of the little crab at night.

This bell is as like as two peas ago.

At this time, Yunqing allows you to guess like this.

Before meeting the ancestor of green rose, this leaf should have no form at night.

She doesn't exist at night in the wilderness.

Wood leaves only live in the daytime of the barren sea.

Thinking of this, Yunqing feels that the time seems wrong.

But today's discovery really surprised him.

So, at this time, he really couldn't figure it out.

Although Yunqing feels that the time is wrong, he can't accurately guess what's wrong.

A lot of things flashed in his mind. He couldn't catch them fast.

However, there is still a problem now, if one day, when the day and night of the barren sea come normally, will these people still exist?

If they no longer exist and let the desolate sea return to normal, it is actually killing the form of all living creatures in the desolate Sea city.

Yunqing rubbed his forehead with a headache.

He didn't expect that things should be so difficult.

He thought it was actually a very simple thing, but he fell into a strange circle because of the affairs of more than 1000 people.

Looking at the time, it seems that it is a little closer to the day of the barren sea.

Yunqing quickly told Xia Qingluo what she found today, so that she could make preparations in advance.

He knew that Xia Qingluo would be as shocked and incredible as he was when she knew about it.

Because Xia Qingluo is surrounded by Xuanfeng and wood leaves.

So such a thing must be known to her.

Yunqing asked to slowly look up and look at the wasteland city. A question also arose in his heart.

How the hell did they die?

How long have you been dead?

Besides, there are no other creatures in this desolate sea except Qingyi and the Shenmu elder?

At the thought of this, Yunqing made his mind cold, and an idea slowly rose in his heart.

Is the death of these people in Huanghai city related to Qingyi?

He knew that Qingyi was full of death.