Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

But she didn't know how to do it.

It's always strange.

Xia Qingluo came to Longfei and said softly, "girl, your master came to pick you up. Do you remember her?"

Long Feiyu shook his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I... I don't know her..."

"Alas, poor thing, I don't even know my master." AoYa sighed sadly.

A touch of joy passed through her eyes. She was the master of Longfei language. When she thought about it, her heart was incomparably refreshing.

However, she was well suppressed.

The people in the room, except the king of Qin, were almost in a circle, so no one was surprised.

King Qin's eyes fell on long Feiyu. Now that the woman has landed, he has no reason to stay.

Moreover, the king of Qin can be said to be the most sensitive one here. He was not allowed to slack off in his life since he was a child.

He noticed that although uncle Huang's sight passed by, it was obviously not suitable to stay here.

He stooped down and bowed. "Uncle Huang, my nephew has something else to do. I'll leave first."

Yunqing asked to lift the corners of his mouth and seemed to praise the king of Qin, who could give up the opportunity to know immortals, "OK, go back."

"Yes, your highness," said the king of Qin. After stepping back a few steps, he took a look at Zhang Sheng.

Zhang Sheng naturally knows what's going on.

Although she wanted to see the bitch lily of the valley, today was obviously not a good time.

"Xia Qingluo, I'll go with King Qin first and come back to you another day."

"Well, you take the time to see nangongli. I'll see you another day."

Yunqing let him cough gently, which seemed unhappy.

Xia Qingluo glanced sideways at Yun qingrang and was careful.

At this time, the king of Qin had made great strides towards the outside of the hall.

Zhang Sheng followed.

Long Feiyu, who had been in a certain mood, seemed to come back when she saw that the two familiar people were about to leave. She shouted, "king of Qin, king of Qin."

She didn't know his name, but she knew everyone called him king Qin.

Obviously, that's his name.

The voice was hasty and helpless.

The footsteps of King Qin stopped.

When the crowd didn't respond, long Feiyu rushed forward, grabbed King Qin's arm and said, "don't leave me, I want to go with you."

Childe Lang's sight stopped in Longfei's hand.

Damn it, I dare to hold a man's hand.

Anger mixed with killing intention, flashed in the deep eyes.

King Qin?

It turned out that the person who saved her was the king of Qin.

Xia Qingluo and Yunqing looked at each other.

Young master Lang's figure flashed and stood in front of the king of Qin and Longfei language. He glanced at the king of Qin who looked down at Longfei language, suppressed his killing intention, lifted up the corners of his mouth and eased his voice, "you go back to the Dragon Palace with me, and I will cure the wound on your face for you."

"I don't know you." long Feiyu stared at the person in front of her, which made her feel very complicated, but she was not afraid of him.

"You were hurt by people in the demon world, so you can't remember me. When I cure you, you will remember." Mr. Lang softened his voice.

"I won't go with you." the hoarse voice made childe Lang's heart tighten, and his hand involuntarily stretched out, as if he wanted to touch her hair, but at the next moment, he was pulled away by AoYa, and AoYa's voice was a little fierce. "You are my maid. I don't care about eloping with people in the demon world, but you must go back to the Dragon Palace with me."