Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Mr. Lang's son Jie ran smiled, but he was secretly angry. He just focused on long Feiyu and the king of Qin, and ignored the surrounding news.

He didn't think that since Xia Qingluo was here, yunqingrang might also be nearby.

Yes or no?

Childe Lang's eyes involuntarily fell on Longfei's body.

Longfei's words turned back fiercely, his eyes were dark and vicious, and he bit his teeth. "I Longfei vowed to God that I will not let you and that vicious woman go. One day, I will kill you myself."

Young master Lang was unmoved, his eyes were soft and smiled, "I'm waiting for you, my language..."

Long Fei's body trembled, but he firmly clenched his hand.

Yu'er, that's what brother Lang called in private.

Now I hear it, as if my heart had been pierced.

The blood made her unable to breathe.

Young master Lang, not far away, smiled but did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Yunqing let his palm move, and Biyun sword appeared in his palm. He has always been an activist. With a cold smile, his body turned into streamer and went towards childe Lang and AoYa.

Today is an opportunity.

Even if the way of heaven can't suppress them, they will be badly hurt.

Is it true that there is no one in the world?

It's too much to think of making a comeback.

This is no longer the famine when the order was first established ten thousand years ago.

Hyacinth may have slept too long.

Maybe I'm old and confused.

Thinking of Yun qingrang here, he looked indifferent and cold, but his men were not slow and cut off with a sword without hesitation.

As a result, it smoothly blocked the pace of Mr. Lang and AoYa running to Longfei language and the king of Qin.

Xia Qingluo looked at the dragon flying language and said decisively, "you can save the king of Qin at ease, and I will protect the Dharma for you."

Long Feiyu took a grateful look at Xia Qingluo.

Instead of talking, he laid the king of Qin's body flat on the ground.

Looking at the handsome king of Qin whose face was blue and white, a tear fell on his face.

She did not expect that the man who saved her could not see a trace of disgust in his eyes, but had been with him for only one month. He could give up his life for her.

And that young master Lang, who has been with him for thousands of years, has made himself live in the world like a ghost.

"King Qin, I will save you." the fingertips of Longfei's words were filled with white fog. The palm of his hand moved and pulled out the dagger inserted in the heart of King Qin neatly.

A stream of blood gushed out immediately.

Longfei said with a palm, and white water mist penetrated into the wound in front of King Qin's chest.

The wound is healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A moment later, only the blood stains on his chest reminded long Feiyu how quickly and ruthlessly the man inserted the dagger into his own chest.

The king of Qin still didn't wake up.

The wound recovered, but the breath was extremely weak.

Longfei language and cultivation seem to be different from Xia Qingluo in the crash course.

Her cultivation foundation is very deep.

Moreover, at present, she is thousands of years older than Xia Qingluo.

What you experience is different from what you see.

She stared at the king of Qin and knew that her strength was greatly damaged and her life was at stake.

He saved her and almost died because of her.

Longfei's eyes were heavy, and she suddenly raised the head of the king of Qin. She lowered her head, no bloody lips, and slowly went towards the thin lips of the king of Qin.

At the moment when the two lips printed each other, a white light ball slipped into the lips of the king of Qin, and the heartbeat of Longfei's language was fast.