Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo raised her eyes and looked at Yun qingrang with hatred.

It's all his fault. If it weren't for him, he would stay on the little green hill and follow the fox King around.

It's not like this.

Yunqing looked the same, but his strength was a little relaxed and controlled in the range Xia Qingluo couldn't get rid of.

"Younger martial sister, well, calm down. Let's see whether the contract is formed first, and then talk about others." the headmaster said kindly.

Motioned the woman in white on the other side to pull her away.

"... qingrang, bring her to try."

Xia Qingluo struggled desperately, but her strength was not as strong as Yunqing's. she had to be half hugged and half hugged by Yunqing to get in front of the lamp emitting purple light.

These people looked at each other and didn't expect Yun qingrang, who never let women close, to be so close to a banshee.

Then I remembered the body of the Banshee and was relieved.

However, the scene before us is still tongue tied.

"... let go of me, you bastard!" Xia Qingluo shouted angrily. At this moment, Yunqing asked her hand to hold Xia Qingluo's right wrist, her left hand to go around her back and hold the other one, as if he surrounded her. His chin gently rubbed the hair on Xia Qingluo's head.

The atmosphere is a little ambiguous.

But Xia Qingluo has no leisure and elegance to care about this at this critical moment of life and death.

She kept kicking in the air and felt she could save it.

Soon, Yunqing asked him to fix her. He lowered his head slightly, and his smooth chin crossed Xia Qingluo's soft hair top again. The slightly invisible breath was gently wrapped around Xia Qingluo's ear.

The distance between them is very close. Xia Qingluo is almost close to yunqingrang's arms.

In an instant, a faint breath wrapped Xia Qingluo tightly

Xia Qingluo finally reacted.

She felt that for a moment, her heart leaped out of control.

Bang bang, annoying.

Xia Qingluo's face finally turned uncontrollably red.

At that moment, he gave up the struggle.

The struggle is futile.

She comforted herself like this.

Yunqing let her face remain unchanged. Her fingers reversed, cut her fingers, and then a drop of blood fell on the wick.

The action is very fast. Xia Qingluo has no time to react.

At this moment, almost everyone held their breath and waited for the response of the lamp.

This is yunqingrang's soul lamp.

On the day he entered the school, Shizu lit it for him himself.

It is also the only soul lamp emitting purple light in this sect.

If the contract is formed, Xia Qingluo's blood will not cause any damage to the lamp, and similarly, the lamp will not rebound.

In the silent hall, the purple light is still, and the lamps are still.

Xia Qingluo has not changed.

Her wound is also slowly healing. Only the burning feeling on her cheek reminds Xia Qingluo what the woman in yellow has just done to her.

"... alas." the headmaster sighed, "it's true."

"Take her back first." this matter needs to be considered in the long run.

"Elder martial brother, let the Banshee go to my cave and I'll take care of it for a few days." the woman in yellow said.

"I won't go!" Xia Qingluo raised her eyebrows and said categorically, "why do you want to take me there? Torture me and make me beg for survival and death. Don't you dream!"

"You banshee, your magic is not high, but your mouth Kung Fu is very powerful."