Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Ah, I mind, I mind." Xia Qingluo doesn't want to stay here alone.

She wants to go back to Zixia peak with Shifu.

Although the scenery here is beautiful, the psychological shadow left to her is very serious. She struggled to get up and endured the sharp pain. She didn't expect Yunqing to let her stretch out her hand to pull her.

Sure enough, Yunqing let Wen Si not move, and quietly looked at Xia Qingluo, frowning and grinning to stand up.

Just stand up.

Yunqing asked to stretch out two fingers, hold Xia Qingluo's back collar, and throw it on a Bai's back without pity.

Bai looked at Xia Qingluo sympathetically. "Since I saw you, you haven't been hurt much."

"Shut up." Xia Qingluo is horizontal in a nest, and she is still the kind of person to pick. She doesn't dare to say anything about Yun qingrang's behavior just now, but she can still play with authority to a Bai.

The key is to eat people's soft mouth.

Bai shut up and swore once in his heart that the little demon would never eat anything delicious in the future.

Hum, I just don't eat, whether it's small steamed buns or fragrant peanut sugar rice cakes.

Bai felt his saliva flowing out.

The little demon is not at home today. It's been almost a day. He hasn't eaten anything yet.

Yunqing felt that Bai was in a daze, so he wrinkled his eyebrows gently. The next moment, Bai quickly put away the saliva that almost flowed out and soared up with a wing.

Soon they disappeared into the grass.

The headmaster's eyes suddenly became fierce, no longer as gentle as before. He stared at Lin Ziao and Feng Qinghe, clenched his teeth and didn't speak for a long time.

Lin Ziao took a look at Feng Qinghe. The light in his eyes went out. Finally, he lowered his head and didn't speak.

Xia Qingluo lies down comfortably on her back on a Bai's back. There is a blue blue sky on her head. Occasionally, white clouds pass by, or gusts of breeze hit. She feels as if she has finally come back to life.

Since she came here, Xia Qingluo has been hurt a lot.

Fortunately, she is the body of the vine, and the flesh and blood is melted by the trunk of the vine, so it heals quickly.

It doesn't hurt as much as it did just now.

Suddenly Xia Qingluo just reacted. Her fingers lazily leaned against Yun qingrang on a Bai's back, "why didn't you use the art just now?"

Xia Qingluo's tone was sour. "You're protecting your younger martial sister. She hurt me and the child. You just let her go. It seems that you like her very much."

"Huh?"

"You gave her a handkerchief to wipe her tears."

"Oh."

"You are a nest of snakes and mice, hum." Xia Qingluo looked at Yun qingrang with hatred and bit her lips without talking.

I don't know why. I didn't feel anything just now, but now I feel uncomfortable when I think of it.

Xia Qingluo was thinking, what's the reason?

Is it because of the goddess of Southern smoke?

Yes, it's because of her!

If Yunqing makes her like the younger martial sister, what about Nanyan? Her task can't be completed, so she can't go home.

She must destroy the image of the younger martial sister in Yunqing Jean's heart.

"Your younger martial sister scoured my chest while I was injured. Guess what she was looking for?"

"I don't know."

"Hum, pretend to be confused."

"Your demon Dan is of no use to her."

"Ah, how do you know?"

Yun qingrang is not talking.

"Then she shouldn't hurt me and the child."