Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo is one of them.

It is a natural village. Most people in the village have the same surname, so it is also called Mijia village.

Relying on Cangling mountain, the people here have also started tourism.

Almost every family is a hotel.

Although they are folk houses, they are very clean, and the beds are covered with mats woven by the villagers themselves.

After everything settled down, father Xia took his wife and daughter to dinner.

At the door of the hotel, Xia Qingluo saw an acquaintance. It was Professor Han.

Father Xia and Professor Han stood at the door and chatted.

Professor Han was obviously absent-minded. Xia Qingluo came forward, pretended to have no intention of waving her wrist, and beat a kid lying on Professor Han's back away.

Professor Han's black look faded a lot.

He finally told the three members of the Xia family not to go to the valley in the East, where an ancient tomb was found, which has now been sealed and protected.

Obviously, Professor Han wanted to say something, but finally chose silence.

But with these words, Professor Han seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. He walked outside the village.

After lunch, a family of three took a break and went to the nearest scenic spot.

Tourism is actually a vacation.

Based on the principle of leisure and scenery everywhere, after summer father's lunch break, he took his wife and daughter not to the popular scenic spots with a large number of people, but to the nearby scenic spots.

There are not many people here. The air is good. There are trees and flowers in the lush green. On the right side of the pedestrian road is a slowly flowing river. The water surface reflects the blue sky and white clouds. In summer, the sunny sun falls down and sways gently in the south wind, which is particularly beautiful and shocking.

Xia Qingluo walked leisurely behind the team, took photos occasionally, and stopped to enjoy more.

But I have to admit in my heart that even if the modern scenery is original, it can't equal the beauty of the scenery thousands of years ago.

The air is not so clear, always with a little turbidity.

Xia Qingluo just wants to absorb Reiki. She doesn't dare to absorb it indiscriminately.

If you walk leisurely, you will have a quiet and good state of mind.

However, at the next moment, Xia Qingluo suddenly looked back and saw a young man standing behind her.

When Xia Qingluo looked back, the man's eyes were obviously stunned. Then he waved his hand, and a colorless and tasteless thing filled the air in an instant.

Another wave, a gust of wind towards the crowd in front.

About a dozen people fell to the ground.

Xia Qingluo's wrist moved, and a green vine whip soared into the air and hit the man.

Her combat experience is really rich.

Even Xiao Hei may not compare with her.

Therefore, she is also the fastest.

This man, not a human, has a lizard tail behind him. He should be a lizard demon.

Seeing that a whip was about to fall on him, he was also stunned. The fog powder was very domineering. As long as he smelled it, he would immediately faint.

More domineering than narcotics.

However, Xia Qingluo is fine.

No wonder the sect leader cares about her eyes.

The man flew to hide, and then several people in black appeared behind him. With a wave of his hand, those people ran towards Xia Qingluo's parents like ghosts.

Xia Qingluo was shocked. After throwing out a whip in the air, she wanted to run to stop it, but she was blocked by a man. She took a sharp sword and was very angry. Seeing the dark red on the sword, she knew that there were countless people who died under the sword.