Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The God of Qingluo, who jumped out of nature, forcibly engraved his name with the name of Nan Yan with divine power.

When he heard, it was a thousand years later.

Before he went to settle accounts with her, the God who seemed to have nothing serious to do went to reincarnation.

Yunzhi doesn't care about this.

His heart was like water, and he was like a cold pool for thousands of years. Even if he engraved his name together, he didn't pay attention at all.

Thinking of the clouds here and the black eyes of stars, I took a different look at this time.

Floating life is more lonely. It's not bad to have some fun occasionally.

In the distance, the dust was washed away, and the sky shadow was reflected in the clouds.

It can wash away all troubles and worldly dirt, and make the dense and more ethereal here.

After coming out for a while, Yunzhi stepped on the Phoenix and went towards his own top of the sky.

And on the soil in the dust cleaning day.

A vine tree that blocks out the sun stands there quietly.

The peaceful Buddha and the thoughtful Buddha stood under the tree.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

After a long time, the Buddha said, "it's a blessing that the God on Qingluo has a trace now."

"It's just that the breath is weak, and the yuan God is still broken. I'm afraid it's difficult to recover." the emperor said low.

"All promising dharmas are like dreams and illusions, like dew and electricity, so we should do so..." the Buddha looked at his nose, nose and heart, "Amitabha."

The LORD looked at the leafy vine tree. Because of Xia Qingluo's awakening, the way of heaven became more and more unpredictable. Even he could not spy on it without authorization.

I just didn't expect that the God of Qingluo, who can't be found all over the world, was reincarnated to a vine demon. No wonder it feels kind to see Xia Qingluo's little demon.

However, Yunzhi and Xia Qingluo are so involved. Can we say that there is a definite number for every drink and peck?

……

Xia Qingluo woke up.

When I woke up, I almost didn't choke a belly of water.

She stood wet in the pool.

Look around.

Where is this.

She waded through the water and walked forward.

The water was not big, but why couldn't she go to the shore.

Xia Qingluo didn't dare to shout.

She pinched her thigh. It hurts.

That means she's still alive.

Xia Qingluo suddenly bent down and covered her forehead. The broken memory swarmed towards her like a movie picture.

She suddenly straightened up and stared, as if she had become another person in her memory.

No, she's the one.

However, the man seems to be very powerful.

It scared the Demon Lord to flee everywhere.

But what happened later.

Vaguely, like a moonlight like figure engraved in my heart at some time, hugged her who fell from the air.

Later, later

She... Doesn't remember!

Did Yunqing ask her to take her to some secret place to heal?

But this is not bi Luo. Oh, my God.

So, where is this?

Also, where are Yunqing's people.

Xia Qingluo, who lived the rest of her life after the disaster, felt that she had a lot to say to Yunqing. Moreover, she missed him very much.

Xia Qingluo decided that before she left the world, she would never separate from Yunqing again.

The world is terrible. There are so many dangers. It's best to stay with yunqingrang.

"Shifu... Shifu..." Xia Qingluo looked around at the endless clouds and whispered, "Shifu... Where are you?"