Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

He looked at the void again, and the petite figure flashed in his mind.

Damn it, Xia Qingluo dares to marry someone.

I really ate the bear heart and leopard courage!

Yunqing let his body flash and disappeared into the nothingness.

"Your honor, I'm going too. Wait for me."

Xiao Hei stamped his foot and did not hesitate. His index finger pointed to the void and shouted anxiously, "I want to follow behind zunshang."

A flash of lightning crossed, and Xiao Hei's figure disappeared immediately.

Crisscross heaven and nothingness, quietly looking at the three thousand world.

No sound, no sorrow, no joy!

……

It was dark at night. Xia Qingluo sat quietly in the yard with a red cap. The moonlight spilled a fiery red afterglow on Xia Qingluo's hand through the red cap.

Dazzling and thrilling.

The moonlight is dense with her red wedding dress, like autumn eyes, like spring water breaking ice, like dawn clouds, dazzling and dazzling in the night

Xia Qingluo's eyes dripped around and put her hands on her knees through the red gap. She couldn't help slandering Yitian, a big bastard. If it weren't for him, could she be so unlucky.

He digs a hole and jumps for others. He specifically bullies ignorant girls. This idiot will blow him up with a bomb when he gets hold of him.

No, there's no bomb. We should put him in the pit and let him eat shit. See if he shakes a fan.

Scolding and scolding, Xia Qingluo was almost sleepy. He was about to fall asleep, but at this time, he suddenly heard a crisp bell sound. Jingling is particularly obvious in the silent night.

"Lady, I'm coming." a greasy emphasis sounded in Xia Qingluo's ear.

Xia Qingluo jumped up, lifted the red cap and threw it on the ground. She took the cane whip in her hand and glared, "hum, I want to see who's playing tricks."

A man with white hair, white clothes, face as white as flour and mouth as red as blood appeared impressively in front of Xia Qingluo. Looking from a distance, he had a rather gloomy feeling. He sneered, "ha ha, there is another meddlesome guy. Today, the king will sacrifice you to the five Zang organs house."

It's really a little scary in this big night, but Xia Qingluo is not a three-year-old child. Although she was startled, and her Kung Fu can't lose, "it's not your fault that you look so ugly, but it's wrong to be disgusting..."

"Hum, what a smelly girl with sharp teeth and sharp mouth. Take a slap from me." the white faced man's face was a little twisted, and then he rushed at Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo jumped on tiptoe and flashed behind him. She held the cane whip with her backhand. Her upper body deviated slightly and avoided his palm. She didn't know what ghost Kung Fu he practiced. The surroundings began to become gloomy.

With an unpleasant smell.

It makes people uncomfortable,

This bastard Yitian said to help her. Now he doesn't even have a shadow.

The white faced man's palm technique is poisonous, and Xia Qingluo, who moves fast, can hardly see it clearly.

And Xia Qingluo came to her strength. She waved a whip and broke a strand of his white hair. It was originally aimed at his head, but she only hurt his hair.

When Xia Qingluo was helpless to miss, Xia Qingluo found that his expression suddenly became very painful, as if it was not his hair but his arm.

Is this white hair his lifeblood?

Xia Qingluo, who had seen such a situation, had no time to be surprised, but suddenly had a plan.