Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Blackbird felt helpless, but there was no way. He only had Hongmiao bird in his heart. He could only be sorry for the vine demon in front of him.

Alas, I blame myself for being so handsome.

This is really a matter of no choice.

"Ha ha, you're killing me... Ha ha." Xia Qingluo sat on the rattan chair, looked up and back and pointed to the blackbird with a smile, "well, for your successful entertainment of this banshee, don't be good. Follow me."

Being mercifully accepted by a banshee, the blackbird felt very oppressed.

Xia Qingluo said triumphantly, "from now on, you will be my man. You want to call me Lord queen."

Xia Qingluo has been enslaved by Nangong for a long time. Xia Qingluo always wants to turn over and be a king.

Blackbird felt humiliated.

Sure enough, this lower bound is not fun.

At this time, Xia Qingluo keenly felt that there was a small soil bag moving quietly on the grass in front.

What's that?

Xia Qingluo swished out the vine. The vine head turned into the shape of a hand and pressed the moving earth bag.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, the earth bag slipped out from the hands of Lianluo.

Then swish forward.

It must be fun.

Xia Qingluo stretched out another vine, and the man ran in that direction.

The blackbird flew quickly.

It also saw the moving earth bag.

"There, there, left..." the blackbird shouted.

"Xiao Hei, go ahead and stop it." Xia Qingluo shouted, and his men didn't stop.

"Don't you call me Xiao Hei?" the blackbird asked hesitantly over Xia Qingluo's head.

"That's you. Go ahead quickly and don't let it run away." Xia Qingluo shouted loudly.

The blackbird muttered and had to flap its wings and run ahead.

Xia Qingluo saw the right time, pressed it with one palm, and then two different screams sounded at the bottom of the cliff.

The cloud in the bamboo building made me feel stuffy, and then I heard a scream.

Frowning and shaking, he has appeared under the cliff.

Xia Qingluo wasn't there.

Only a cane chair was swinging in place.

Yunqing let me look ahead, where a green figure loomed.

A Bai had already flown there and shouted, "master, no, the banshee is going to be buried alive!"

Yunqing asked him to summon the flying sword and step on it and fly towards a Bai.

Press it on your chest again. Is this the power of the life and death contract?

It's stuffy there. It doesn't seem to breathe.

Yunqing makes her eyes squint dangerously.

I don't like the feeling of being controlled.

A wave of blood filled the fundus of the eyes.

He leaped down from the sword, and then looked at the scene a little stunned.

Xia Qingluo's body is only half on the ground, and her upper body has completely fallen into the ground.

Both legs struggled towards the sky.

A blackbird held Xia Qingluo's skirt in its mouth and kept working hard upward.

A Bai turns around in the same place.

Seeing Yun qingrang, ah Bai shouted, "master, come on..."

Yunqing let her eyes close, condensed Qi to explore her breath, and then felt less uncomfortable than before.

Then he walked slowly towards Xia Qingluo.

At this time, Xia Qingluo seems to be buried in the grass with her head down.

There was obviously something moving under the ground, and that thing was dragging Xia Qingluo.

So the two sides stuck together.

Yunqing asked him to lift his long shirt and squat down beside Xia Qingluo. His voice was slow, "do you need my help?"