Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo grinned and smiled happily, "let's go and have a look."

Yunqing asked him to nod with a smile, "OK."

Then they came to the lake where Xia Qingluo had stayed in Thoreau's world.

This is as like as two peas.

The figure, still holding the fishing rod, sat by the lake.

Yun qingrang didn't come forward, but said to Xia Qingluo, "go. I believe he has nothing to say to me."

Xia Qingluo nodded, "then I'll ask him what happened?"

Yunqing asked her to nod with a smile.

Xia Qingluo walked towards the lake.

At this moment, Emperor Feng Qing already knew that two people had come to the temple.

But he didn't look back.

Still fishing.

It was just that his eyebrows, which had always been stretched, were slightly frowned. It seemed that something troublesome was affecting him.

Xia Qingluo had come to him at this time, squatted down and looked at the emperor.

He asked softly, "how are you?"

The emperor nodded and said calmly, "I'm fine."

Then the emperor turned and looked at Xia Qingluo next to him.

After carefully checking it with divine knowledge, he said with a smile, "unexpectedly, you haven't seen it for several years. Your cultivation is another heaven and earth. Now you have become a new heaven in the wasteland."

Xia Qingluo smiled, "I didn't think of it."

But Xia Qingluo's tone is still a little complacent.

The corners of the emperor's mouth had a smile, and when he was about to open his mouth to speak, the white silk yarn covered his eyes suddenly flew up.

Xia Qingluo looked at the flying white silk yarn in surprise and seemed to want to break free.

The divine emperor stretched out his jade like finger and pressed it gently.

A faint command said, "don't move."

Xia Qingluo then turned her divine knowledge towards the white silk yarn.

Before Xia Qingluo could see clearly, a voice chirped from the white silk yarn. It was a girl's voice, crisp and pleasant to hear.

"God, are you the legendary Xia Qingluo, the God of Qingluo, or the white moonlight of this guy? God, I finally saw a real person. Don't say, you look good."

Xia Qingluo was stunned.

Then he searched the divine knowledge and suddenly found that there was a faint soul attached to the white silk yarn.

And in the peeping of the power of heaven, I found that this faint soul does not seem to belong to this time and space.

But the others can no longer be seen.

Xia Qingluo looked at the white silk yarn curiously and held out her hand. The white silk yarn was also very good. The white silk yarn at one end rolled Xia Qingluo's fingers up gently.

It seems that people are shaking hands.

Then he said to Xia Qingluo, "Hello, Xia Qingluo, I'm Bai Lingsha. Nice to meet you."

"Oh, I'm glad, too. Where did you come from?"

Xia Qingluo asked curiously.

"I..."

Bai Ling Sha's next words rattled, as if she had been imprisoned by the divine emperor with some divine knowledge.

The divine emperor looked inexplicable. His fingers pressed the eager white silk yarn and said softly to Xia Qingluo, "you go."

Xia Qingluo blinked and asked, "why did you drive me away? Is it because of the white silk yarn?"

Xia Qingluo reached out and wanted to touch it.

Unexpectedly, the emperor turned to the middle of the lake.

Facing Xia Qingluo, he said faintly, "these have nothing to do with you. Don't disturb me."

With that, his body flashed and there was no trace.