Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Before leaving, yunqingrang set up a safe border for the little fox's residence in order to avoid Xia Qingluo's uneasy cultivation.

No one can come in unless he wakes up and goes out by himself.

Moreover, the palace of picking stars is heavily guarded, and it is not for idle people to enter.

The two people who entered biluotian, with two birds, began to practice under the careful supervision of yunqingrang,

According to the Dharma given by Mrs. Gana, Xia Qingluo should start to practice from gathering souls and wisdom, but now she has crossed this stage and directly transformed into form.

Moreover, her original spirit and soul are not only complete but also strong.

In particular, the yuan God of Xia Qingluo was shining with seven colors.

Yunqing can't explain why.

But I also know that this is a good thing.

But the strange cultivation of the little demon always makes people uneasy.

Therefore, he began to let Xia Qingluo practice the two skills of body forging and bone refining.

It's actually very hard to practice.

Xia Qingluo privately thought that she really didn't have to toss about like this.

But Yunqing is so strict.

There is also a Bai, who is also learning seriously.

Although a Bai can't change shape, she has gathered spirit and wisdom, so now she happens to be forging body and bone together with Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo and Yun qingrang don't have too high requirements for Xiaohei, the unexpected visitor.

Xiao Hei is also lazy.

After condensing into a demon pill, he was too lazy to turn into a form.

Because he doesn't think it's good to be a man. He thinks his feathers are black and shiny, which is simply the most beautiful color in the world.

He is also proud of this.

He felt that he could be the best and greatest spiritual teacher.

The little demon's skill means nothing to him, but it can also benefit him.

The flowers in the Biluo sky are fragrant, the white clouds are blooming under the blue sky, and the falling flowers are reflected in the clear water of a lake, which is as beautiful as a paradise.

Today's Chang'an city is particularly sunny, with red flowers and willows everywhere, microwave waves on the moat, and painted boats on the inner lake in the city.

A gorgeous young man stood by the lake and looked at the boat not far away.

After a while, Li Yuanji, king of Qi, came out of it.

He has healed, more than usual, a trace of aura that ordinary people can't see.

This aura also made his martial arts cultivation progress by leaps and bounds. The people who used to be close to him are now almost ten together, and they are not his opponents.

Li Yuanji, king of Qi, looked to the shore. There stood a young man in black robes embroidered with beautiful flowers. He suddenly waved to the young man

He ordered his men to row the boat towards the shore and soon reached the shore.

The gorgeous young man was standing there with a white cat in his hand.

Amber eyes are like two gemstones, shining in the sun.

"You white cat, it's very special," praised the king of Qi.

"Yes, it's very special. There's only one in the world." Yitian said meaningfully.

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender fingers like jade and stroked the white cat's white fur.

The white cat trembled softly, then rubbed in his palm obediently and cried softly.

King Qi was surprised, "your cat is very psychic."

"Very psychic." Yi Tian nodded.

"I wonder if you can give up your love, white cat?" king Qi asked tentatively.

Although he doesn't have to be so polite with his power, he is still in awe of such a spiritual little animal.