Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Finally, the mountain monkey was forced to go far away, and he didn't know where he went.

But there's still a lot of fruit wine left in the cave. It's cheap, dead fox.

Xia Qingluo hammered the bed and turned over.

The next moment, her eyes fixed.

Is it an illusion?

Xia Qingluo blinked.

Then he blinked.

Then she finally determined.

Although there was no pie in the sky, a big white radish fell.

This big white radish must be delicious, too.

With a white body and two green leaves on her head, Xia Qingluo grabbed it, then opened her mouth and bit it.

"Little demon, shut up." a soft and sticky child voice sounded in front of Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo grabbed the radish tightly and looked around. What's the sound?

Is there anything else in this house to grab carrots with yourself?

But there was nothing in the empty room.

Is it a ghost?

At the next moment, Xia Qingluo turned over and sat up with a cry. She even felt terrible in the immortal Xia world, not to mention the supernatural world.

She hugged the radish tightly and looked around nervously with her little mana.

At the same time, think of the sixteen word proverb and be ready to run for your life.

But for a moment, she forgot the last four sentences. Xia Qingluo was anxious to cry. What should I do.

Without hesitation, Xia Qingluo rolled down from the bed and was about to run towards the bamboo door.

"Woo woo, let go of me, I'll be suffocated by you." the voice sounded again.

Xia Qingluo finally felt something wrong, because this time she felt very clear. The voice came from her chest.

She slowly moved her frightened eyes to the radish in her arms.

Just like the occasion, the green leaves of the white radish shook, "let go of me, I really can't breathe."

Oh, my God.

As soon as Xia Qingluo gave up, she threw the radish on the ground.

She has seen rabbits become fine, foxes become fine, trees become fine, and radishes become fine.

"Ouch, it hurts." the little radish bent up and sat on the floor. The green leaves shook and shook, just like two little hands rubbing the back of the radish.

Is that the ass of a radish?

Xia Qingluo was excited when she thought of it.

"What are you?" Xia Qingluo asked tremblingly.

"I don't know." the soft voice was confused.

Xia Qingluo looked at the radish leaves that kept moving. She felt so familiar. Suddenly she pointed to the radish, "are you the moving small earth bag under the cliff?"

The white radish immediately surrounded itself with two leaves and looked very depressed.

Xia Qingluo walked forward carefully and felt the smell around. The white radish seemed very safe, so she squatted in front of it, "how can you be here? There is no soil in the house, and there is no place to plant it if you want."

The radish is wilting and has no spirit.

Xia Qingluo pinched up the two leaves of the radish, looked left and right, and didn't see where the sound came from. Then she poked the radish with her fingers. The next moment the radish bent, and a burst of laughter came out, "it's a little itchy."

Xia Qingluo almost threw the radish away again.

It's really a little scary, okay.

"I'll take you back to the bottom of the cliff." Xia Qingluo feels that she can't protect herself at present, and the radish is not safe here.