Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Yunzhi glanced and held Xia Qingluo's hand tightly, and the other hand waved to all the halls of the picking Star Palace.

The scene here is like a movie replay. The collapsed beams return to the roof, and the broken walls restore the prototype.

Everyone belongs to you.

It's like nothing happened.

And the little black sleeping in biluotian is fragrant.

I don't know what happened in the star picking palace.

"Do you two still want to play with me?"

The cloud stopped the faint opening.

Her eyes were cold, and Xia Qingluo in her arms was unusually quiet.

He drooped his eyes slightly. The color of his eyes was complex. The little demon died. Maybe it was a good thing for him.

Otherwise, he will become his devil someday.

Jiaxiu took a deep look at Xia Qingluo in Yunzhi's arms, took a look at Yunzhi, which was as cold as ice, pulled xuanyuanze into the sky, and disappeared into the vast night sky in an instant.

Yun Zhi lowered his eyes. In the moonlight, his jade like fingers were placed under Xia Qingluo's nose. It was slightly cold there. He glanced behind him. It was very quiet here. The red lanterns swayed with the wind and rippled out a red halo on the ground.

The guard at the door suddenly gave a thrill. He always felt as if he had taken a nap just now. He quickly peeped at his companion next to him. The other party's eyes were also confused.

After looking at each other, he quickly stood upright and stared around intently.

Yunzhi glanced at the direction of the side hall, and his eyes flashed a strange light. Then his body soared up and went to the top of the Ninth Heaven.

Xia Qingluo is in danger now. Only the floating pool of Zixiao palace can save her life.

Without thinking, Yunzhi broke through the heavy clouds and went towards his top of the sky.

This is a place without day and night.

Below the hall are colorful rays and clouds filled with divine power.

The golden hall is surrounded by purple light, and the ground is covered with good white jade.

There are not many Xianjun and xiane served here, but at this time, they all stand in front of the gate of Zixiao palace. The arch behind them is tall and majestic, showing an inviolable posture.

A large group of colorful Phoenix hovered low, and the figure flying past dyed the air into a gorgeous streamer.

"Welcome the return of the emperor."

Xianjun and xiane knelt on the ground together, with a little water in their eyes.

Their emperor hasn't come back for a thousand years.

The main hall of Zixiao palace has been empty for a thousand years.

But who is the woman in the emperor's hand?

The smell is strange.

"You step back. Someone comes to see you and just says I'm not here." Yunzhi said faintly.

"Yes, Emperor."

Although I don't know why I ordered so, I answered it all.

When he looked up, there was no shadow of his emperor.

Floating pool.

The waves were shining, the red willows on the side of the pool reflected the clear water of the pool, and the air was filled with unknown fragrance.

Yunzhi stood by the pool. After a little meditation, he released his hand.

Xia Qingluo's body slowly fell into the pool water.

The water is extremely gentle.

Wrap Xia Qingluo a little.

Her body floated on the pool water, and her black hair flowed slowly under her body.

Pale skin exudes glittering and translucent luster.

Yun Zhi stood by the pool with his hands down. Just now, when he was exploring Xia Qingluo yuan God, he was blocked by a water curtain.

However, her golden sea of knowledge revealed the tip of the iceberg.

Maybe, even without him, she may not be okay.

Yunzhi looked indifferently at Xia Qingluo floating on the floating pool. It seems that Xia Qingluo has entered a state of self dormancy at this time.