Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Besides, he didn't think there was a reason to tell Xia Qingluo about it.

However, looking at Xia Qingluo's serious appearance, Yun qingrang still reached out and pinched her cheek and said softly, "I promise, tell the truth."

"The female cochlea body is eliminated between heaven and earth. You want to recast her body now, right?"

"Yes."

"What do you want to do?"

"The original God of Fengxi is an ancient god. It's not easy to recast the body." Yunqing let sighed.

"So, you took a fancy to my reincarnated god's body. Therefore, you told me to practice well every day in order to make the body better contain the original God of the cochlea, right?"

With a cold finish, Xia Qingluo pushed away Yun qingrang, with tears in her eyes and hate in her hands.

Yunqing let him be unprepared and was pushed away. He stared at Xia Qingluo in a daze, as if he hadn't reacted from Xia Qingluo's words.

And such a cloud clear let, see in Xia Qingluo's eyes, is naturally the reaction of being poked in the heart.

She hates it.

Biting his lips, his face became more and more pale, without any blood color.

"Xia Qingluo, did you... Did you speak just now?" Yun qingrang seemed to ask incredulously.

"I'm right. Poke your heart. You don't like me at all when you're with me. You don't love me. Everything you've done to me since you knew me is just to use me to find a good body for the cochlea. Yun qingrang, you bastard, you really make me sick."

Xia Qingluo finally roared out what she wanted to roar out. She stepped back a few steps, trembling fingers pointed to Yunqing, tears rolled down her cheeks, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to wipe it. She had lost her heart and couldn't lose her dignity.

Yunqing finally reacted.

He stared at Xia Qingluo, and his mind was full of what she had just said.

The dark eyes became deeper and deeper, as if they were condensing the storm, and his soft and picturesque eyebrows cooled down a little.

The surrounding air was instantly frozen by this cold air.

He understood something.

No wonder Xia Qingluo is so abnormal today.

It turned out that she thought so of him.

Just now, a tender heart was surging, inch by inch turned gray, and a sadness spread from the heart to the whole body.

Xia Qingluo, with a few light words, erased everything he had done to her.

He was like this in her eyes.

The so-called love is so vulnerable!

What he had done in the past, and his pursuit over thousands of years regardless of danger, seemed like a clown at this time.

His thin lips pursed into a cold straight line, and he seemed to look at Xia Qingluo in an unbelievable way. His eyes gradually filled with an emotion he had never seen before.

He opened his mouth to explain, but in the end he didn't say a word.

But the hands were tightly clenched together.

Because he exerted too much force, his knuckles had turned white, his fingers were deep in the palm, and seemed to draw a light blood mark. The moonlight was like water, and his expression was as calm as the moonlight.

His calm look was hidden in the dark. No one would know how hard he tried to suppress the huge anger rising in his heart.

"Yun qingrang, I tell you, you dream, you can't think. If you dare to think about my body, I'll burn myself and jump into the incinerator. I'll burn this body without ash!"