Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

"Fox seven!" Luoxin's body trembled and his eyes were like a sword, shooting straight at Huqi.

Fox seven is not afraid of him, just in his ear should be a low, "how, my fairy Lord."

His voice went down, dazed and dark, like a vine growing against the wall, and the branches and leaves were itching.

Loessien put one hand on his shoulder and was ready to push him away. However, fox seven moves faster than he does, and reaches out his hand around Luoxin's waist.

He whispered, "don't move. Let me lean on you for a while."

His waist was suddenly hugged, and the person in front of him was so close to his chest, with silver hair hanging on his side. Fox seven cleverly closed his eyes and breathed the faint fragrance of plants and trees that belonged to Luoxin.

"Xianjun," he murmured, "at that time, why not you..."

He just leaned on it, and his voice went down unconsciously.

The green aura on Luoxin's hand gathered and scattered. He looked down at Huqi, and saw that Huqi's face was a little tired.

He seems to be very sleepy. He can sleep everywhere.

"Fox seven." Cried rosin softly.

But no one responded. The man was obviously asleep.

Luoxin thought about it. He put fox seven down on the bed.

Just, just to thank those soul fruits.

Luoxin hasn't found out yet. He has more tolerance for Fox seven. If it had been someone else, he would have been able to fly out of Xizhou.

When Hu Qi wakes up, Luoxin is not in the room.

He rubbed his eyes, pushed the door open, and said vaguely, "where are you, Xianjun?"

Didn't he chase him so hard that he scared rosin away?

Fox seven was a little nervous.

Outside, is a very tall tree, lush branches and leaves, green color.

Along the tree trunk, you can see a drop of blue and blue - a corner of Luoxin's clothes.

When I looked up, I saw that half of the man was leaning against the tree. The long sword turned into a jade flute, which was beautiful against the white hands.

One person, one tree, harmony is like landscape painting.

"Xianjun." Fox seven stood under the tree, lowered his voice, with a smile.

Luoxin then lowered her eyelashes and slightly raised her eyebrows. She couldn't hear the likes and dislikes in her voice: "you're awake."

Fox seven smiles at him: "thank you Xianjun. Somehow, the taste of Xianjun always makes me feel peaceful."

In soul eating City, most of him have nothing to sleep. There are many demons who do not obey the discipline, and many are dissatisfied with his position as the Lord of the city.

It's not very difficult for Fox seven to deal with those things, but there are some troubles after all.

The city of soul eating is dark all the year round, and it is covered with blood. Probably no one would have thought that their Lord's greatest wish was to have a good night's sleep.

Luoxin was immune to his poor mouth. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "since you wake up, why don't you leave?"

"Xianjun is really heartless," Fox seven pointed a little, body shape sensitively jumped up the tree, he raised his arm to pull a branch, partial head to Luoxin smile, "but I to Xianjun, but it is deep and righteous."

He laughs like a demon. If there is no affection in his eyes, a little cinnabar in the corner of his eyes is like a complicated red line. If it doesn't tie in people's heart, he won't stop.

After listening to his words, Luoxin didn't become angry as usual. He just held the Jade Flute, looked down and asked, "I often hear you talk about love, but what's good about being emotional?"