Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

This year, he experienced all the emotions he had never experienced before.

It seems that human beings are right in saying that the value of life lies in living meaningfully. As long as living meaningfully, life is close to eternity.

I think many people in the human world have seen through this.

He turned over, but suddenly frowned and felt stuffy.

He sat down cross legged and began to concentrate and regulate his Qi. After the aura circled his body, he stopped at his heart.

There was a mouthful of blood there.

Yunqing reminds me that he was in the nightmare land because the blood stasis of opening the sky skill was backfired.

It could have been resolved.

But later, after a dream, they quarreled with Xia Qingluo.

In addition, the top was in a hurry to configure Xia Qingluo with a spirit liquid suitable for her body. After using the original life yuan God, she was punished by the way of heaven.

So, missed the best time to heal,

Yunqing reminds me of Xia Qingluo's attitude and is somewhat disheartened.

After taking a deep breath, he wanted to spit out the congestion, but after a week of luck, the congestion was still motionless.

I think it's because of being in the human world.

Yunqing let him no longer move, but stood up and looked at the bright moon hanging in the night sky on the sea, and his eyes turned dark.

Tomorrow morning, he will send Nan Yan to the demon world. After healing at the top of heaven, he will go to the place of chaos at the end of the world. It is said that there is a chaotic heart that can carry the God.

It was a divine thing that existed hundreds of thousands of years ago.

No one knows what shape the chaotic heart is.

Because no one has ever seen it.

However, if this divine object is regarded as Fengxi's body, it will be of great benefit to the recovery of her divine power.

Just go to the place of chaos. I'm afraid it will take a year and a half. What about Xia Qingluo?

Then Yunqing asked her to smile bitterly. She was afraid that when he came back, Xia Qingluo would have forgotten him.

Let go, or don't let go?

The lingering clouds make me frown.

The lonely figure, against the moonlight, the white shirt flies, which is as beautiful as the picture of Qingcheng.

……

The next morning.

Xiaohei looks at the villa rather reluctantly after Yunqing asks him to take away Nanyan.

The mess of last night has been cleaned up.

He took Bai in his arms, made a big circle, and then called Xia Qingluo.

I thought Xia Qingluo wouldn't answer. Unexpectedly, Xia Qingluo's voice sounded very clear. Xiao Hei's tone was not good, "where are you?"

"Bookstore."

"I'll find you and wait..."

"Dead Xiaohei, you took the gun medicine. Are you so angry?"

Xiao Hei didn't answer, but resolutely hung up the phone. He felt that his action was a little late. He should hang up early before Xia Qingluo said evil words.

This little demon reacts too quickly.

Xia Qingluo looks at her cell phone. What's Xiaohei doing here?

Accusations, schadenfreude and jokes are all possible. They won't be peace anyway.

Xia Qingluo stands in front of the cashier to settle the accounts. In a few days, she will go on a trip, and then school begins. Naturally, the work of the bookstore can't be done anymore.

The atmosphere here is very good.

Work is not tired. The boss's wife is beautiful and pleasant. There are not many things. Xia Qingluo is herding sheep most of the time.

Xia Qingluo also knew in her heart that the landlady was just using the bookstore as a cover. She seemed to be waiting for someone.