Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

So, does it mean that Shenglian can repair the yuan God, but he doesn't want the yuan God to return to the original state.

If he remembers correctly, although Xia Qingluo's yuan God did not reach his highest state similar to his own, it was almost as big as a light ball that could be hugged.

Now, what is the situation.

Yunqing let a pair of eyebrows like distant mountains and spring water frown gently, but some worried looks flash and die, lest Xia Qingluo see it.

It didn't help her to know, but it affected her mood.

"I feel that you have improved another level by using your spiritual power and aura." Yunqing asked to stretch out his hand, caress the girl's slightly messy hair, and told her, "don't slack off when you're free in the future. Shenglian, with your Yuanshen, must hide in a place where you know the sea. You have to check the sea before you go to bed every night."

"Well, I know, master."

"Also, don't worry. Shenglian doesn't mean any harm to you. You can rest assured." Yunqing promised.

"Master, if I can't find the yuan God all the time, can I go home?" Xia Qingluo raised her eyes and asked in a low voice.

Yunqing let him think for a long time and slowly opened his mouth, "your yuan God won't hide like this all the time. When it is completely repaired, it will naturally change."

Xia Qingluo frowned, "how long will it take to completely repair it?"

"More than a year, less than a few months."

Oh, that's okay.

Xia Qingluo let go.

Yunqing asked to look at Xia Qingluo, "you knew the existence of Nanyan, and I won't hide it from you. Don't place all your hopes on her. That woman is stubborn and likes to get into trouble."

Xia Qingluo is the first time to hear yunqingrang talk about Nanyan.

Her heart could not tell what it was like.

A little sour, a little sweet, more do not understand.

"Master, do you really... Don't you like her at all?" Xia Qingluo bit her red lips and asked carefully.

After all, such a thing is not a wonderful topic.

Yunqing put her hands behind her and looked at the floating clouds in the sky. She thought of the past tens of thousands of years. It was just a moment when the white horse crossed the gap and the clouds rolled and relaxed.

However, this matter is really a long story.

He picked his eyebrows, his star eyes flashed slightly, and his porcelain white skin was covered with a light luster in the sun. His beautiful thin lips were lifted up with a smile, "in fact, Nanyan should thank you."

Xia Qingluo was stunned and looked at Yun qingrang with a profound expression. She always felt that there was something in this remark and couldn't help opening her mouth, "are you kidding? How can Nan Yan thank me?"

"On the Sansheng stone, the names of me and Nan Yan were carved by the God on the green rose." Yunqing asked her to speak faintly.

"Qingluo God?" Xia Qingluo was surprised, and then reacted. Isn't Qingluo God his previous life?

Did she engrave the name?

Do you want this two hundred and fifty!

"Qingluo is God. Why do you do this? Is she a matchmaker?" Xia Qingluo asked tentatively.

Xia Qingluo is also very smart. She knows that at this moment, the God of Qingluo wants to speak separately from Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo doesn't want to carry this pot.

Sure enough, Yunqing asked him to glance at Xia Qingluo, who was righteous, and said, "she's not a matchmaker. She's Jiaxiu xiaotianjun's sister Qingluo."

This tone sounds strange.