Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"About three years," Xia Qingluo replied quietly.

When Xia Qingluo crossed the world, she found that she had become a vine in the mountain. Before she could react, she encountered lightning. After the thunder, she became deformed.

And she looked as like as two peas before crossing.

Then Nangong Li appeared in front of her and took her to xiaoqingqiu.

"Such a spell needs your life demon pill or the blood of your heart, plus 500 years of skill. It takes a hundred years to practice it. If you don't succeed, you only have 300 years of practice. But it takes only three years to practice this spell. What did you eat?"

He asked, but it was like a thunder, which caused huge waves in Xia Qingluo's world. Her pupils suddenly opened, and her eyes were full of confusion and fear. It seemed that she thought of something, and her body trembled slightly.

Nangong Li did give her something to eat, but she forgot what it was.

Nangong seemed to have a man in black around her, but her face was vague. She couldn't remember who it was.

It's like this memory has been washed away.

At this time, the sun suddenly became hot.

Xia Qingluo felt very hot, and the sweat drops rolled down her forehead little by little, but there was no fine sweat on Yun qingrang's face opposite, elegant and calm.

"... I don't know." Xia Qingluo's voice was very low and she didn't have much strength. She raised her watery eyes and spread her hands. The scoundrel said, "believe it or not, I've trained it in three years."

"Do you think this is useful?"

"It's useless." Xia Qingluo finally slowly returned to normal. She secretly turned her eyes. Damn it, she said she would turn her face, said she would do it, and didn't even give a prelude.

"Then why did you practice?"

"I will."

Yunqing stopped talking and looked at the bottom of the cliff, "that blackbird has an extraordinary origin and is your favorite?"

"... guess..." Xia Qingluo's voice was lazy and angry. The man really wanted to kill himself just now.

Xia Qingluo hummed softly, cold, ruthless and unreasonable!

Yunqing made him feel that he should have strangled her just now.

With a wave of his sleeve, Yunqing let him dodge into the bamboo building.

Then two birds, black and white, quietly flew up from the bottom of the cliff.

Xia Qingluo stood up, took a look at the direction of the bamboo building, and then looked at the blackbird staring at him with hate. "Yunqing asked him to say that you have an extraordinary history. What are you, and what do you mean by your hate eyes?"

"You're wrong. My eyes are admiration." the blackbird quickly stared at his small eyes. "If you don't believe it, please look at my sincere eyes."

A Bai fell to the ground, got up and trembled and pointed to the blackbird, "little black, are you stimulated?"

"Not stimulated. Besides, my name is not Xiaohei. My name is yiniao." the blackbird combed his feathers and said proudly, "many people call me Yiguan!"

Yi bird?

Xia Qingluo stepped forward, looked at the blackbird carefully, and whispered, "according to the records of Shanhaijing, yiniao was born in the North Sea, wearing five colored feathers, and spreading its wings can cover a range of five kilometers..."

The blackbird was more and more elated and praised, "you banshee is a little knowledgeable."

"This is not the point. The point is that the eye of yiniao is the most precious gem in the world. It is said that it can be used as a token of love between men and women..."