Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Hurt you?" Yunqing asked her to frown slightly. "I'm just stating the facts. You think too much."

Well, Xia Qingluo decided not to quarrel with him because she had more important things to say.

"Master, teach me to practice tomorrow."

Today's tragic facts remind Xia Qingluo once again that she is like a weak chicken. In this cruel fairy world, if she hadn't been bound with Yun qingrang, she wouldn't know how many times she died.

She's not afraid of death. She's afraid of ashes. She's afraid she'll never go home again.

Another point is that she also wants to save the people she wants to save, just like the child called her Miss sister today.

Yunqing let the corners of his mouth tilt up slightly, but also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but said very seriously, "you and my teachers and disciples are just a name, I can't teach you to practice."

"Ah, why?" Xia Qingluo looked at him vaguely. He taught very hard yesterday. I didn't expect to sweep. This man also dragged him.

Xia Qingluo had to step forward. Lai PI Lai's face stretched out her hand. Before Yunqing asked to get rid of her, she pulled his sleeve. "Master, I used to be too tired and lazy. I must practice well from tomorrow."

Yunqing let her low eyes look at Xia Qingluo's hand. Her sleeves moved, and finally she pulled them.

However, Xia Qingluo didn't speak.

"Shifu, Shifu, you say well."

At this time, Xia Qingluo was a little close to yunqingrang, and a refreshing fragrance slowly filled yunqingrang's nose.

He lowered his head slightly, while Xia Qingluo's head was slightly tilted back at this time.

The black and white eyes were as clear as water. The cloud was so clear that she even saw her figure there. Xia Qingluo continued to shake her face, "master... Master... Master."

With the swaying of her posture, the fragrance seemed to surround Yunqing. Unexpectedly, she remembered that night. Yunqing made her eyes dark and quickly pulled her sleeves away from Xia Qingluo's hands.

Suddenly, she stood a few steps away from her.

Looking at Xia Qingluo with her pouted mouth, she nodded gently, "HMM."

"It's very kind of you, master." Xia Qingluo hurried forward again excitedly, but considering that if she pounced several times, Yunqing might retreat into the bamboo building, so she had to give up.

"Why do you suddenly want to practice?" asked Yunqing with a little surprise.

"I'm afraid of death and pain. I don't want to get hurt." Xia Qingluo whispered.

"Yes."

"And... I also want to protect the people I want to protect."

"Because of that child?" there was a dark light in Yunqing's eyes.

Even if Xia Qingluo didn't say it, he didn't believe that the child was killed by Xia Qingluo, because from beginning to end, Feng Qinghe, who kept saving the child, didn't even look at the child lying on the ground.

And Xia Qingluo is really sad.

Moreover, the little demon is really as he taxed. He is too lazy to die and doesn't like to use his brain. How can he set up a joint game with the rat king.

However, the thought of Yunqing here makes the corners of his mouth sneer. The qingluan sect is more and more restless now.

But he was not interested in these, because they had nothing to do with him.

If Xia Qingluo didn't cry today, he wouldn't spend the power of the yuan God to retrieve the child's soul.

Then he spent a lot of spiritual power to repair the child's soul. Yunqing made himself feel that his behavior was difficult to understand