Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

The sea was turning, and the dragon was angry and set off a huge wave.

A few days and nights later, the dragon finally lost the battle. Yitian was covered with wounds. With a trace of joy on his pale face, he wrapped the Pearl and flew in a direction.

Xia Qingluo thinks that life is a play. At this time, she is watching the play and acting in Yitian and the ancient times.

This dream buried deep in Yitian's heart turned out to be so tragic.

Even if he didn't like Yitian, Xia Qingluo stood on the altar and looked at Yitian who was trapped by the fairy lock again, and Zhixi who was skinned alive by several masked men in front of him.

Xia Qingluo feels that her eyes are wet.

She blinked her eyes, and tears fell from the bottom of her eyes, but they were on her cheeks, as if suddenly absorbed by something.

Xia Qingluo felt very strange. She wiped her face. The tears she had just shed were really gone.

Xia Qingluo pressed down her heart and helplessly watched the beautiful girl's skin cut off a little. Then the clan leader picked up an axe and cut off the bloody body.

At once, he cut off his limbs and head. Every time, he was reciting some spell, with an irreparable hatred.

Yitian's body was bound by the fairy lock. He screamed in despair, and his eyes seemed to burst. He struggled desperately and shouted Zhi Xi Zhi Xi.

The sky was suddenly overcast, with lightning, dazzling light and thunderous bursts, as if they wanted to split the Shura earth.

Taotie fell from the sky and broke the pillar that bound Yitian and the fairy lock.

Between Xumi, this place has once again become a Shura field.

Yitian seemed crazy. He knelt on the ground and trembled his hands, trying to splice the body of his beloved girl. His hands were full of blood, his scarlet eyes had no tears, only despair, endless despair and endless pain.

Xia Qingluo covered her chest. Maybe it was the reason in Yitian's dream. She was more or less affected.

She watched Yitian's madness and destroyed the Shura people in this land together with Taotie.

This land, even the river is red.

Finally, the bloody fight startled the heaven.

She also looked at Yunqing falling from the sky, dressed in white armor and standing on the colorful clouds. Behind him were countless heavenly soldiers and generals. His eyebrows and eyes were cold, his thin lips were cold in a straight line, waved the Biyun sword shining with light, and shut the crazy Yitian into the demon lock tower in the sky.

Xia Qingluo wanted to stretch out her hand, but she put it down. At that time, Yun qingrang was still a stranger to her.

At this time, the cloud was clear, and there was no emotion in the bright and deep star eyes. Even after a battle, there was still no fluctuation. The body was as tall and straight as jade, standing in the colorful clouds in the air, and the white cloud brocade cloak flew in the wind, with a picturesque face with a chill like thousands of years of ice and snow.

This is different from yunqingrang who occasionally smiles at her, and even from yunqingrang who is cold and indifferent.

This is Yun qingrang she doesn't know.

Xia Qingluo painfully closed her eyes and suddenly a girl's voice sounded in her ear, "God, please remember the appearance of my soul. After thousands of years, I can finally reincarnate. If God is lucky to see me, please take me to Yitian's brother, okay?"