Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

However, it has been tens of thousands of years. He and Nanyan have no results. Can he not worry?

However, if Yunqing let him know that it was the ring he gave, he might have to turn his face right away.

So he stared, "I don't know who Xia Qingluo is, let alone the lotus ring."

"Xia Qingluo is my disciple. The lotus ring on her hand has the smell of Shangqing palace."

The cloud was clear and let the faint mouth open.

I didn't know before. I didn't wake up. Now I want to come here. There must be something he doesn't know.

"How could your apprentice have something I went to the Qing palace? You gave it?" the Heavenly Master said with a smile, twisting his white beard.

Yunqing asked to lift the corners of his mouth and look at the emperor, "it's not me."

"Who is that?"

"You really don't know?" Yun Qing let her eyes deep.

"How could I know?" the Heavenly Master refused to admit, then stared and asked, "why do you ask me if you don't ask her?"

Yunqing made me too lazy to ask again.

Looking at the attitude of the Heavenly Master, I know that the lotus ring must have been given by the Heavenly Master to Xia Qingluo.

But why?

There must be a reason.

"Hasn't the samsara of God in the dust cleaning day ended yet?"

what?

Why did you ask this question again.

"You haven't seen her again. Why do you care so much?"

"Of course I care." Yunqing offered herself a cup of tea. Looking at the curl of tea smoke, she suddenly smiled, "do I still have an account with her?"

"You don't know each other. What's the account?"

"The account on Sansheng stone." Yunqing said slowly.

Sansheng stone?

The emperor frowned and thought, there is such a thing.

"Then you have to thank others for God, otherwise, you are still alone. How desolate." the heavenly Father earnestly taught.

"Thank you?" Yunqing asked him to drink the tea, put the tea cup on the table, and knocked on the table with his slender fingers, as if talking to himself. "Yes, I have to thank you."

"What do you want to do?" Tianzun widened his eyes vigilantly and pointed to Yun qingrang. "The God of Qingluo is unstable. If you want to repair this injury, I'm afraid it will take many years. Don't do anything stupid."

"God, I don't even know where the God of Qingluo is. What stupid thing can I do?" asked Yunqing.

The Heavenly Master choked.

Almost fooled by this boy.

He was a little embarrassed and pointed to Yun qingrang, "are you angry with me?"

"No." Yunqing shook his head, stood up, stroked his sleeves and said slowly, "I'll stay in the lower world for a while. Please explain to the emperor."

God has a headache.

Looking at Yun qingrang's eyebrows, he suddenly realized an epiphany and pointed to him, "do you like Xia Qingluo?"

Cloud clear let silence.

Do you like it?

I think I like it.

Otherwise, according to his temperament, let alone so close, I'm afraid he doesn't even bother to take a look.

But this is about him and Xia Qingluo.

He doesn't want anyone to step in.

Seeing that Yunqing didn't speak, Tianzun was silent.

It seems a little messy now.

It always feels like something is out of control.

However, Xia Qingluo is the reincarnation of Qingluo. He doesn't want her to be hurt.

However, she engraved Yunzhi's name with Nanyan's.

Engraved together, there is a connection.

Nan Yan is a disciple of the female cochlea, and he grew up watching.

The palm and back of the hand are all meat.

Therefore, the Heavenly Master felt more and more headache.