Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Xia Qingluo looked down at her clothes. Yes, it's still the coarse cloth skirt. The flowers on her sleeves haven't changed.

She argued, "of course you should be careful when you go out. Should you dress gorgeous and attract attention?"

The girl in red didn't seem to want to talk to Xia Qingluo. She didn't know what spell she was reciting. She saw a burst of red light around the censer, and the censer disappeared in an instant.

Then she lightly stepped on the Qingguang sword and immediately flew into the air. The pink embroidered shoes loomed in the flying red yarn. She looked at Xia Qingluo from a commanding position, and her tone was still a little bad, "don't you go yet?"

Xia Qingluo can't resist the sword. She doesn't want to expose herself.

"You go first. I have something else to do." Xia Qingluo said.

Looking at the figure of the girl in red disappearing in front of her, Xia Qingluo's mouth suddenly drooped.

It seems that she is a disciple of jiuchongtian this time, but she doesn't know anything except this. She passes through the great God and rolls for spoilers.

Xia Qingluo stepped on the white jade steps and suddenly had no love. She had to climb the more than 1000 steps.

At this time, I suddenly heard a dog barking in my ear.

Xia Qingluo was stunned. She saw a little dog lying at her feet. The little dog had a pair of big dark eyes, fluffy and soft white hair and four small claws. It was very pleasant to see.

Xia Qingluo's eyes immediately lit up and quickly stroked the dog's head. The furry hand felt very good. The dog also comfortably closed his eyes and snorted.

She instantly emptied the blood tank and stretched out her hand to hold the dog in her arms, but it didn't matter. The dog's round eyes stared more round and struggled desperately in Xia Qingluo's arms.

It seems that Xia Qingluo doesn't want Xia Qingluo to hold him. With the struggle of the dog, a clear young voice pops up. It seems that he is still in a bit of panic, "elder martial sister, whether men and women give or receive, you can't make it..."

Xia Qingluo was stunned and looked around. There was nothing empty.

"Elder martial sister, don't look, it's me!"

The little dog struggled hard and its claws kept fluttering. Eyes watery staring at Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo swallowed her saliva and stared at the little dog with big eyes. Did she hear something.

As a result, the dog suddenly spoke again, "elder martial sister."

Talking dog

Xia Qingluo takes a deep breath. Since she came here, her world outlook will be refreshed every day. I don't know what will happen next.

Tomorrow and accident, I don't know which comes first.

She took another deep breath and threw the refined dog away.

The dog rolled on the grass for a few circles and turned into a beautiful boy in white in the blink of an eye.

He patted the grass on his clothes and complained, "elder martial sister, why are you so cruel."

In front of him, the boy was sixteen or seventeen. He was wearing a plain white long shirt with neither accessories nor patterns. But it still seems to have some extraordinary immortal spirit.

"Who told you to become a dog..." Xia Qingluo said angrily.

The young man's eyes were still bright. He stood up and said helplessly, "I've just practiced this deformation, or I don't want to become a dog. And who thought you were so timid, senior sister, even the dog."