Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo is pulled behind by Yunqing.

The pain gradually disappeared.

"Zhang Sheng, let her take her hand away." Xia Qingluo whispered.

"Girl, don't be afraid..." Zhang Sheng stretched out his hand, held long Feiyu's hand over his face, and then opened it. "Uncle Huang is very powerful. Let him heal you, and you will be well soon."

Xia Qingluo looked at the woman's eyes, too familiar.

The clear water like eyes were suffused with faint starlight at this time.

The eyes and tail are dark, as if they were painted with ink.

Xia Qingluo felt cold and blurted out, "Longfei language..."

Everyone was stunned.

Of course they know who longfeiyu is. It's the little princess of the dragon family.

Also Xia Qingluo's best friend.

How did she become the disfigured woman in front of her.

Yunqing let his heart a Lin, moved forward, pointed his fingertips to the eyebrows of the dragon flying language, and looked at it carefully.

Everything is normal, but it's normal and strange.

He condensed his Qi and the light of his fingertips flickered, but the pain also followed. At this time, she was a mortal without any cultivation. If she was scanned by divine knowledge, she would be either dead or injured.

She let out a cry of pain and her eyes widened.

Yunqing asked him to withdraw his hand quickly. The situation was unknown, but he couldn't spy rashly.

Xia Qingluo couldn't care. She walked to the woman in a few steps. She recognized these eyes.

Also very familiar.

The eyes as like as two peas in the eyes of the eyes.

But, but, how can Longfei language be here?

She said anxiously, "are you Longfei?"

"I... don't know..." her voice was very rough, like sandpaper grinding.

Xia Qingluo was stunned.

"Xia Qingluo... Xia Qingluo..." just at this time, an earth shaking woman shouted outside the star picking palace, "Xia Qingluo, I'm long Feiyu. Let the guard at your door let me in."

Is this sound Longfei?

Xia Qingluo ran towards the door without thinking.

There is some confusion in my mind.

Sure enough, at the gate, long Feiyu was waving the waist token given to her by Xia Qingluo.

Next to him, naturally, is Mr. Lang, who is always around.

The eyes and eyebrows are clear and handsome, like jade trees facing the wind.

"Xia Qingluo, Xia Qingluo..." AoYa's eyebrows were smart and shouted happily.

Even if he was full of reluctance, he had to give in under the pressure of Childe Lang.

Otherwise, he will seal her at the bottom of the sea again.

Compared with this, Jackie Chan's flying language is nothing.

Moreover, among the spells she learned, her best skill is illusion.

Otherwise, he would not have become a capable general and woman of Childe Lang.

As long as she wants, she can turn into anything she wants. Even the closest people can't see the clue.

It's natural to pretend to be a dragon flying language.

When she saw the vine demon named Xia Qingluo coming out, she suddenly felt that it was also good. She could completely break the back road of Longfei language.

That bitch, with a simple mind, is an out and out fool. It's easy for her to pretend to be her.

She glanced triumphantly at young master lang. the look of her eyebrows made him stiff, and the unspeakable feeling came again.

After a few breaths, she gave AoYa a warning look and quietly looked at Xia Qingluo coming towards them.

Reincarnated green rose God.

Really, as always, it is like a breeze passing through the clouds.

Mr. Lang grinds his teeth secretly.

The hand behind him clenched slightly and thought to himself that one day, Qingluo would sacrifice his dead demon army to God's blood.