Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Yitian came to the front of the bus in a flash.

At this time, it was night. Yitian was preparing to make up a dream to lead Xia Qingluo in.

No matter what people do in their dreams, they are the most real reaction reflected in their hearts.

He just wanted to try her, but Xia Qingluo didn't go home.

It will be difficult for him to set up dreams when he comes home.

Because the array and enchantment set by Yun qingrang in Xia Qingluo's home are really powerful.

If Xia Qingluo doesn't take the initiative, he has no choice at all.

Today is a good opportunity.

It seems that God will help him.

Yitian happily touched his jaw, and then stretched out his hands. His fingers flew and danced constantly. A little black light poured out from his fingertips, just like fire trees and silver flowers blooming in the night.

In the blink of an eye, he created a nightmare.

This nightmare land is full of dark fog, rolling and invisible, as if a huge vortex is attracting the bus coming from a distance.

The bus driver did not know that he was waiting for a nightmare, and still drove forward according to the established route.

At this time, the clouds of fog slowly floated towards the bus. The clouds of fog were like poisonous snakes spitting letters one by one, with a cold light, and quickly filled the compartment.

Xia Qingluo frowned and instinctively felt that the surrounding air was wrong.

She looked suspiciously at the carriage. She saw a lot of black gas, like poisonous snakes wrapped in it, spreading towards the carriage.

Xia Qingluo is most afraid of this thing.

She stood up with a swish, and suddenly there was no light in front of her.

This is wrong, because the street lights on this road are very bright. How can there be no light suddenly?

Xia Qingluo looked ahead, like the light of fireflies, but it was not vehicles and street lights.

It seems that this road is wrong. It's not her usual way home.

When she looked back at the people in the carriage behind her, they turned their heads and closed their eyes. They didn't know whether they were asleep or dead.

Xia Qingluo was so frightened that she quickly stretched out her hand and probed into the nose of the person closest to her. Her heart was half down. Fortunately, she had a shallow breath.

What's the matter? Is it a ghost hitting the wall or did she get on the wrong bus?

Isn't that right?

This is not a ghost car.

Because the nether car is not like this.

This is an ordinary bus.

And the people here are people, not ghosts.

Just then, the driver suddenly tilted his head, closed his eyes, and his hand slipped off the steering wheel. The car clicked as if it was blocked by something.

Then a dazzling red light flashed. Xia Qingluo instinctively stretched out her hand to cover her eyes. When she took away her hand, she found that there seemed to be a light in front of her.

The door was slowly opened.

Xia Qingluo didn't want to, so she ran out of the car.

Although we know there is danger outside the car, it is also unsafe inside the car.

Xia Qingluo slowly clutched her hand. Now she has no weapons, and the vine whip doesn't know where she went.

And the bundle of fairy rope, and her green leaf bomb.

There was nothing left, and Yun qingrang went to the top of the sky again.

Nangongli, the only one who can help her, doesn't know where it is.

She can't even get in touch now, because when she took out her cell phone just now, she found that there was no signal on her cell phone.

She can't even call if she wants to. Now she has to rely on herself.