Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

With that, Yunqing, who stood in the air, let Xia Qingluo fall on the ground slowly.

As soon as Xia Qingluo's feet stood firm, she couldn't wait to look around.

"Where is this, master?"

"Lei xiaze, called Lei Ze in ancient times."

"Is it the Leize with the God of thunder recorded in Shanhaijing?"

"Yes."

"What are we doing here? Can't we see Thor?"

"No, I'll take you to find something called Lei Zehua. If you have the chance, you can see the flowers bloom tonight."

After Yun qingrang finished, Shenzhi swept and hummed gently towards the northwest. There was a sudden change. Then it seemed that something turned over and then fell silent.

Yunqing made her lips smile, her index finger flicked, and streamers flashed, instantly illuminating the night sky here.

Xia Qingluo looked at her. Under the purple streamer, big trees with white leaves were shining in the night.

It seems to be covered with snow and clouds. Between Xumi and xiaqingluo, when Xia Qingluo had no time to marvel, fireflies with silver light flew out of the woods.

Then stop in front of the two people and form a group, like the moon falling from the sky.

"Master, it's so beautiful here. Is this the divine world?" Xia Qingluo exclaimed. There was a river in the distance, large stones by the water, and grass nearby, about a finger high. The grass was full of yellow and purple flowers.

A gust of wind blows, the fragrance of flowers is dense, and the shadow floats, just like another world.

"Well, it's the divine world," said Yunqing, holding Xia Qingluo's hand, walking towards the white leaf forest.

There are stones in the river. I think it's fun to see Xia Qingluo. Yun qingrang simply doesn't use magic power. Instead, he pulls Xia Qingluo over one big stone after another. The river is clear, and the light of fireflies is mixed with the aura of Yun qingrang, which shines here like day.

Xia Qingluo clearly saw small fish swimming under the water.

It's palm size, with a fiery red color.

"It's fire golden scale. It doesn't spit bubbles. It spits out fire. The meat is delicious. We'll make soup tomorrow morning."

Xia Qingluo looked down and saw the fire gold scales surrounded by the stones under her feet. It seemed that she understood Yun qingrang's words. She opened her mouth angrily. Sure enough, what she spit out was not bubbles, but golden flames, which was particularly dazzling in the night sky.

However, the flame was fleeting, fell on the water, stabbed, and was silent.

It's so interesting here.

At this time, Yunqing let Xia Qingluo fall across the river.

It's white here, like the rime in northern winter.

The same white trunk is tall and straight.

There is no grass at your feet. They are all white fallen leaves. It looks like a river. It is divided into summer and winter.

There is an unspeakable mystery.

The firefly moon is still leading the way.

Two people clasped their fingers, as if they were wandering in the snow.

"I knew there were white crystal orchids with stems and flowers in the deep mountains in the southwest, but I haven't seen white leaf trees." Xia Qingluo whispered.

"The white leaf tree is older. The oldest one here is 10000 years old."

"Isn't that a tree spirit?"

"Well, almost."

"Then he must know we're here?"

"I already knew. Didn't you see that there wasn't even a snake?"

"Ah..." Xia Qingluo exclaimed and beat Yun qingrang. Jiao said angrily, "why do you say snakes at night? They scared me to death. Don't you know I'm afraid of snakes?"