Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Jiaxiu's heart is really angry. Things have been bad recently, and he doesn't know what's wrong.

However, even if you are angry, you still have to do what you should do.

After Yunqing asked Kan Jiaxiu to leave, he stood on the top of the volcano and thought for a while. Through the jade slips, he simply said the situation of the West wasteland to the emperor of heaven and the emperor of heaven, and left here as a meteor.

It was already the afternoon of the third day when we arrived at the star picking palace.

Xia Qingluo is not in the palace.

Yunqing's divine sense swept lightly, and Biluo sky was not there.

This is going out of the palace again.

I guess I went to King Qin's house.

Yunqing frowned slightly. The maid even made Xia Qingluo so obsessed.

Is the maid really a dragon flying language attached to the body?

But her soul and body fit well.

No sense of disobedience.

Yunqing didn't want Xia Qingluo to interfere too much in this matter.

Protoss people will have all kinds of accidents during the robbery.

No one is plain sailing.

At first, it was too smooth, but later, there will be more terrible lightning strikes.

This is also a restriction given by the way of heaven to the Protoss.

After enjoying everything that ordinary people can't enjoy, there are also consequences that must be borne.

There is no exception.

However, long Feiyu is Xia Qingluo's friend. Since she has doubts, according to her temperament, she will not stand idly by.

This tie will not end so easily.

As long as there is no danger, yunqingrang will let her.

He went to the study, picked up the letter, inadvertently looked up and caught a glimpse of a figure standing under the tree opposite.

The beautiful eyes are tearful and want to say something.

Even after such a long distance, the crazy eyes still make Yunqing's eyebrows twist together.

He saw something unusual between Nan Yan's eyebrows and eyes.

The bell on her wrist seemed a little darker than before.

Is this a homing or other change?

Gazing and meditating, Yunqing let him know that many things have not been carried out according to the established rules.

As soon as he reached out, the window of the study came down with a slap.

Isolated from the slight wind and the faint fragrance of flowers.

It also isolated the bitter eyes of lily of the valley.

Everything seemed to return to peace.

The heart of lily of the valley was so painful that she decided to go ahead.

Until you are far away from yunqingrang's study.

Never see again.

This is a very remote place, full of Canna.

The green leaves protect the bright red flowers, swaying gently in the wind.

She sat absently on the stone bench.

She and uncle Huang are no longer possible.

This obvious dislike made the heart of lily of the valley seem to have been cut off by a knife.

Painstaking and painful.

"Why are you crying?" Mr. Lang turned into a drop of water and fell on the stone table in front of lily of the valley, sneering. "This is just the beginning. Won't you admit defeat?"

Lily of the valley knows who this man is.

Biting his lips, he suddenly said with a cold smile, "you are an immortal. I know who I am. Am I just an ordinary mortal?"

"Otherwise?" young master Lang asked.

"A mortal's wish is worth both of you coming to me?" lily of the valley sneered. "Don't think I'm a fool."

"You're really smart," said Mr. lang. "you're right. You're not a mortal. You're the reincarnation of the goddess of buzhoushan."

"Not the goddess of Zhoushan?" the lily of the valley stood up in shock. "How could it be?"