Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"What's the matter?" Yun Qing frowned.

He went late and naturally didn't see what happened at that time.

"The rat King's tusk stabbed into my chest, and she turned hard for several times. I thought I was going to die. I didn't expect that the situation would be reversed as soon as you appeared. She was injured and bitten by the rat king. How could this be?" Xia Qingluo complained angrily.

At this time, both of them stood on Zixia peak and outlined a Phnom Penh for both of them

Yunqing let's eyes finally fall on Xia Qingluo. Looking at her embarrassed appearance, she frowned slightly.

"Master, do you think it's a play made and directed by Feng Qing?" Xia Qingluo's mind flashed.

"A play written and directed by yourself?"

"Mm-hmm." Xia Qingluo nodded vigorously, her eyes shining. "Master, you can understand everything by repeating it with time retrospective."

"The rat King's demon pill has no divine sense." Yunqing asked carelessly for a long time.

"What does it mean to have no divine consciousness?"

"That is to say, the art is useless." Xiao Hei, the best commentator of the year, came on the stage. "You can't see anything at all, fool!"

"Ah?" Xia Qingluo was surprised.

Your mouth is as wide as an egg.

His eyes were also wide, staring at Yun qingrang, "isn't it?"

"What is it?" Yunqing asked him to bend down slightly and look down at Xia Qingluo with rich expressions. A smile flashed in his cold eyes. Although it disappeared in an instant, it made his breath slightly moist.

At this time, because yunqingrang was slightly lowering his head, an extremely pleasant smell immediately filled Xia Qingluo's nose.

Her face turned a little red and finally blinked. "Master, are you scaring them?"

Yunqing asked to lift up the corners of her mouth and still looked at Xia Qingluo seriously.

"Master, do you believe that I didn't do those bad things?"

"Well, I believe!"

"Master, do you really believe it?" Xia Qingluo was moved. She decided to complete the task well and let Yunqing and Nanyan goddess return smoothly.

And she also promised that she would never scold him in her heart again.

"You are greedy for life and afraid of death, have a simple mind, low mana, and people are too lazy to die. Such a plan is possible for anyone, but you can't."

Although yunqingrang's voice was cold, it was faintly heard with a little smile.

And such a change, even as if the spring in March melted the ice and snow, leaving a trace of tenderness on his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

Xia Qingluo is a little stunned and confused. Is this a compliment or a loss?

Why does it sound so awkward.

"Xiao Hei, what do you think?" Xia Qingluo tilted her head and looked at Xiao Hei. Basically, Xiao Hei would gloat as long as she ate something shriveled.

"Lord Yun is praising you, ha ha." Xiao Hei flew away happily.

It seems that this is Yunqing's way to hurt her.

Xia Qingluo tilted her head and looked at Xiang Yunqing. Under the afterglow of the sunset, he stood against the wind. His eyes were quietly looking at her. His deep eyes were like a vast universe. The stars were bright and deep.

Xia Qingluo's heart jumped twice, hurriedly stopped looking, lowered her head and murmured, "master, although you are hurting me, I don't blame you. Thank you for your trust."