Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo straightened up and ignored everything around her. She led the lightning to the center of her eyebrows and released her divine knowledge. There was a twist in the air. She didn't even notice it. A cane whip suddenly appeared in the palm of her hand. She waved it fiercely and scolded, "get away from me."

The cane rose and hung high in the air. The tip of the whip was facing the moonlight. A white light slanted down from the sky and covered the range of 10 meters in an instant.

Those evil spirits scared the shit and ran crazy.

Those who didn't have time to escape, those who were whipped by vines cried and howled, and they didn't even have the strength to resist, turned into black fog.

Xia Qingluo went down with a whip, and the fog was scattered. A burst of panic begged for mercy, which made Yunqing stifle her footsteps.

He looked at the scene in surprise.

Xia Qingluo's cultivation has risen again.

No, that's not correct. Xia Qingluo's cultivation has recovered another 10%.

You can follow your heart.

In other words, what she wants can be easily obtained with her mind.

Yunqing let this time finally understand that Xia Qingluo's uncontrollable reason for her cultivation no matter what time and space she is in.

Xia Qingluo is not cultivation.

She is gradually restoring her original cultivation as a God on the green rose.

Recovery and cultivation are two different concepts.

Practice step by step.

Recovery may be overnight.

The cloud was clear and unpredictable, and the dark eyes looked more and more silent and deep in the night.

In fact, he didn't know how high her cultivation was as the God of Qingluo.

But one thing is definitely not under him.

Thinking of Yunqing here, she unconsciously took a few steps forward. Her beautiful thin lips moved and wanted to say something, but she endured it again.

Xia Qingluo in the future should not need him more and more.

That's why she said that she would leave him if she left him.

Hide the gloom at the bottom of my heart, but it's hard to hide the sadness.

He and Xia Qingluo really have no future.

At the bottom of my heart, I want to rush forward, but it's like a lump in my throat.

Even if Xia Qingluo forgot what happened today, he thought, there was a thorn in his heart.

The only thing he cares about is that he is such a despicable person in Xia Qingluo's heart.

Is a person who can be with her only for some purpose.

Is a person who wants to take her body to revive Fengxi.

Everything he had with her, whether life or death, or warm affection, had no meaning.

Xia Qingluo never trusted him.

This is what Yunqing can't stand.

Picturesque face, even with a color of vicissitudes.

But he didn't go. He still looked at the girl with short hair in front of him.

With a cane whip in his hand, he looked coldly at the evil spirits trying to eat her.

Those evil spirits dare not move.

Xia Qingluo went down again with a whip. Those evil spirits shouted in pain, and their body shape also dispersed a lot, as if a gust of wind would disperse immediately.

A big bellied turtle suddenly jumped out from under the grass, jumped on Xia Qingluo's shoulder and shouted, "little ancestor, stop fighting. If you fight, the Yin difference in the underworld will be unemployed."

"Hum." Xia Qingluo glanced sideways at the big belly on her shoulder and said disdainfully, "they are not unemployed, they are dereliction of duty. I'm here today to see how many evil spirits there are in the city. You people in the underworld indulge in evil in the sun!"