Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The casual face on weekdays is a little solemn at this time.

It looks enchanting and startling.

"After a few years, you demon fox still won't give up. How... The yuan God has repaired it?" said King Jiayan coldly.

"I just want to ask the long princess a word." Nangong Li slowly opened his mouth.

Although the sound was light, it penetrated the heavy black fog.

King Jiayan tightened his hand and shouted angrily, "you demon fox who doesn't know shame. Princess Chang is now the princess of my underworld. If you want to ask her anything, you also want me to agree!"

The sound was like a sharp sword, cutting through the night fog. The ghosts around were shocked to scream and fled one after another.

"I want to see her!" Nangong Li said faintly.

"Wishful thinking!" Wang Jiayan's dark eyes crossed a killing intention, bent his bow and took an arrow, and the arrow galloped towards Nangong with dazzling flame.

Nangong Li offered a red pin sword. He moved his wrist and dressed in red, like a blooming flower on the other side of the river. He urged his spirit to come towards King Jiayan.

The arrow is like a meteor. Nangong Li's body is strange like streamer. It blooms like fireworks in the heavily foggy underground.

For a moment, everyone held their breath.

The earth trembled slightly.

The two men are inseparable.

"Stop!" a clear and dignified voice came from the distant sky.

Hearing this sound, King Jiayan looked stunned, dodged his body and put away his bow and arrow.

Nangong Li also fell from the air.

The place where the sound was made was foggy, but after a few breaths, a huge white dog with a red flame came slowly.

"I have seen and listened to the God King." King Jiayan saluted with an unpredictable look on his face.

Listening is the divine beast of the Tibetan king Bodhisattva. What is he doing here?

Nangong Li clenched the red pin sword in his hand and squinted at the slowly moving listening.

"Princess Bingyu has been accepted as a disciple by the Bodhisattva. At this time, she is crossing the dead soul with the Bodhisattva. She wants to see her and come back in a hundred years."

"I just want to ask her a word."

"No." listening, shaking his head, his red eyes narrowed slightly and his voice was calm, "Nangong Li, this is not the place you have been for a long time. Leave."

Before the voice fell, a red light cut through the night fog and hit nangongli. Nangongli hid sideways. Unexpectedly, he fell into the abyss.

Listening, she looked at Nangong Li's figure with compassion, shook her head and sighed, and then her body faintly disappeared.

The underworld was silent again.

Nangong Li fell on the top of a high mountain. His journey also consumed a lot of spiritual power.

In addition, as soon as Yuanshen repaired it, he got into a fight with king Jiaxiu.

The resentment of the underworld was not harmful to him.

Nangong Li covered his chest. Just about to get up and leave, he might as well attack with a sharp sword.

"You demon fox, you dare to find my sister. I will kill you today!"

Before the words fell, a sharp sword light came.

With boundless killing intention.

Nangong Li was furious. He turned around and looked at Jiaxiu with a pale face and sneered, "just right, let's settle the accounts of the past together today!"

"OK, demon fox, today is your death."

"I'm here to see who's dead today?" Nangong Li's long and narrow fox eye flashed a killing intention, carried all his accomplishments, gathered his spiritual power on the red pin sword, and he stabbed Jiaxiu mercilessly.

Jiaxiu, of course, does not show weakness. He was originally a militant, but now he is more murderous.