Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

But suddenly a familiar and pleasant low call came from my ear, "Feng Xi..."

Xia Qingluo's high wall of reason collapsed at this moment.

When he thought about it, he broke through the door.

The next moment, she stood by a pool of water.

The water here is different from the pool water I saw just now. The water is clearer. There is plenty of aura around. You can see the spirit group condensed by aura.

In the middle of the pool, a huge orange lotus is opening.

She had never seen a lotus of such color.

Pen and ink can hardly describe the beauty of lotus.

Xia Qingluo's thoughts churned. After a few breaths, she was surprised. She saw yunqingrang lying on the water in front of the lotus.

Dressed in a white shirt, his black hair is like a waterfall and his face is like a picture. His posture is very lazy. His fingers like jade are gently touching the lotus petals.

It's like saying something low.

Xia Qingluo was very upset. She jumped like she was going to jump out of her chest.

Something she didn't want to know was about to come out.

Xia Qingluo really wants to turn around and leave.

However, the steps were out of control and stepped into the pool.

The pool water is quiet, with a comfortable softness.

Yunqing still didn't look up. His dark star eyes looked at the lotus in front of him.

Lotus?

An idea came to my mind. Is lotus the embodiment of who?

Xia Qingluo's heart is filled with depression. Yun qingrang, you are really good.

When God left the country, he still raised a lotus. Who is it? Is it his sweetheart?

What is she, Xia Qingluo?

She bit her lips, her face was a little pale, but she walked to yunqingrang with a calm that she didn't understand.

A trace of unspeakable pain spread, and she looked at the lotus along Yunqing's line of sight.

But found a ball shining purple and orange.

After a little thought, Xia Qingluo knew that this was the yuan God.

Whose, lotus?

However, why hasn't she ever heard Yun qingrang mention it.

Yunqing let Ruyu's fingers across the lotus petal with a soft voice, "Fengxi, do you remember the holy lotus you planted? It is now in the sea of Xia Qingluo's knowledge and protects her yuan God. Unfortunately, at present, we can't find where her yuan God is. If we can find it, I think you will wake up earlier."

Xia Qingluo's blood seemed to coagulate in an instant. She was cold and a chill spread from the soles of her feet to her whole body. At this moment, her body was stiff.

What does Yunqing mean.

What does it mean to find it early? The yuan God named Fengxi will wake up early?

"... you've slept for 50000 years, and great changes have taken place in the world of heaven and people. When you wake up, will you be old and sigh about the vicissitudes of life..."

The voice was not loud, but each word hit Xia Qingluo's mind like lightning.

For a moment, Xia Qingluo seemed to have a blank in her mind.

My heart is very sour.

Yunqingrang didn't seem to have spoken to her like this. The familiar tone seemed to be engraved into the bone marrow.

Xia Qingluo's eyes were filled with fog. She knew that there were too many women who liked Yunqing.

But she never worried.

Because Yunqing asked her not to give them false words.

It has always been cold as snow, indifferent and alienated.

However, he looked at the yuan God named Fengxi with a different tone and look.

The picturesque eyebrows and eyes were as soft as water, and the voice seemed to be cautious.

He was not so careful when he talked to her Xia Qingluo.