Helpless, smiled faintly, it's just this cup, it's not a big problem.

Qing Li picked up the jade chopsticks and clamped them again, and when she saw that Qing Li's face was unhappy, she didn't stop her.

There was a doting look in her eyes that she didn't even notice.

The hall was dim, and the mourning hall was dim, and the blue light flashed on his fingertips.

The hall was instantly lit up, but the lamp was glowing faintly.

Qing Li glanced at the lights all over the room, although the color of the lights was a little weird, but Qing Li was relieved when he thought that this was the demon world.

The wind blew softly, and the lights swayed slightly.

Qingli's hair fluttered in the air, and she slowly put down the jade chopsticks in her hand.

Picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped the corners of his mouth.

He also stopped eating.

A glimmer of light flashed in his sapphire-like eyes, he left the jade stool, stood up straight, stared at Qingli, and said, "It's getting late, so I'll go first." ”

Qing Li also stood up, and the voice of the swallow warbler overflowed from the cherry's little lips, "Okay." ”

He turned around and left a broad back.

Qing Li raised her brown eyes lightly and glanced in the direction where she had left.

Her green jade fingers curled up, and she withdrew her gaze and walked towards the inner sanctum.

Because she slept a little too much during the day, she didn't feel sleepy now.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and stared at the night sky.

The bright moon was bright and the stars were shining, shining on the jade wall, reflecting a faint silver-white light.

Speckled shadows condensed outside the window, and Qing Li's eyes were surprised that there were fireflies in the demon world.

Qingli unconsciously raised her jade arm and put her green jade hand outside the window, her slender jade fingers moved slightly, wanting to hook a few fireflies.

The insects seemed to know Qing Li's thoughts, and a few fireflies that had broken away from the large army slowly flew over and circled around Qing Li's hand.

A smile bloomed at the corner of Qingli's mouth, the smile was more colorful than flowers, softer than Yun'er, and more bewitching than Liu'er.

Somehow, a few dark clouds drifted in the sky, quietly obscuring the moon.

The dark canopy of the sky, deprived of the light of the moon, was somewhat lonely and dim.

A gust of wind blew, and the tall trees outside the temple began to sway, making a "squeak, squeak" sound.

The fireflies were gone.

A crack appeared in the sky, lightning flashed, and the entire demon palace lit up for a moment, and then darkened again.

The thunder rang out, and Qing Li withdrew her arm and closed the window.

A light rain began to fall, and the humidity in the air was tireless.

Qingli lowered her eyelashes and walked to the bedside.

She lifted the bed and lay down on the soft mattress.

She raised her slender jade arm and covered her body with a soft silk quilt of unknown material.

The lights in the hall seemed to realize that Qingli was about to rest, and consciously extinguished.

Cleaning up and turning in bed and not falling asleep until the second half of the night.

Please frown in her dreams, in which she dreamed of a strange man.

The man was dressed in an ice-blue robe, a pale violet auspicious cloud belt tied around his waist, and his hair was like the wind.

His eyes are deep, his sword eyebrows are in his temples, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and he is as beautiful as a crown of jade.

The man approached her and whispered in her ear, "No one in this life can snatch you away from me." You're mine after all. ”

Qingli lightly opened her lips, as if she wanted to ask something. Her eyes were plunged into darkness, and she snapped open her eyes and woke up from her dream.

It was as if she had a vague dream, but she couldn't remember what it was.

Qing Li pulled the messy hair on his head, tightened the underwear on his body, picked up the clothes that had been prepared, and lazily put them on his body.

She wore a bright green brocade straight collar placket and a light apricot color rotary needle embroidery with colorful tuanhua brocade.

The lower body is a dark purple and blue moon dress, and a Baolan horsehair embroidered cape is draped.

The maid Xiaomeng had already thought that Qingli had made a clean face.

A stone frame for placing a basin of water was also placed in the temple of Qingli.

Qing Li walked towards the stone frame glowing with a faint white light, and her slender jade hand moved slightly, picking up a touch of water and plopping it on her face.

Qing Li picked up the brocade cloth of the stone frame and wiped off the water droplets on his hands and face.

She walked over to the dresser and put on a light makeup.

The delicate cloud sideburns carry an elegant green hosta, and the ears are hung with light blue black stone studs.

On the long hand of the clotted fat wears a stamped omphacite bracelet.

With a ruddy almond face, big watery eyes, and long shoulder-length hair, she looks really a willow-waisted beauty.

Qingli walked to the hall, and after a simple meal, he stepped out of Weiyang Palace.

Because it was still early, Qingli planned to visit the Demon Palace, and then go to the back mountain to soak in the hot springs.

Because of last night's heavy rain, the morning dew was still damp, but the ground was extremely dry, and the clear eyes actually felt the ground. It emits a faint fluorescence.

Qing Li pondered for a moment, and guessed that it should be the miscellaneous servants in the demon palace, and used the demon power to remove the water droplets on the ground.

There is a white jade table not far from Weiyang Palace, and next to the stone table are two oval white jade low stools.

Please walk to the stone table and stroke the stone bench with your hand, the stone bench has some coolness. Qingli sat up.

She looked around, and there was a rockery in front of her, and under the rockery were some grains of sand, and there were a few small dwarf plants on the sand.

Savor it carefully, there is a sense of silence and tranquility.

Qingli's heart also calmed down.

After looking at it for a while, he looked elsewhere.

Qingli saw a little pink doll.

The little doll has delicate eyebrows and prosperous clothes, and its status should not be low.

When the little doll saw Qingli looking at him, she quickly moved over.

A remnant of the image flashed, and the little doll came to Qingli's face.

Qingli frowned lightly, and said with vigilance in his words: "Who are you, how did you come here?"

The trip to the secret realm, a phantom adult man from a small doll in a few days after his death, so Qingli didn't dare to underestimate this little doll.

Besides, she is the only one living in Weiyang Palace, and the palace next to Weiyang Palace is also empty, so it is not easy for this little doll to come here.

Qing Li guessed right, this little doll came to him on purpose.

This little doll is Lingxiao, the grandson of the former Red Tiger King, and is the little son of the demon world.

Although Lingxiao's father wanted to usurp the position of the demon king of Liyan, Lingxiao did not particularly hate Liyan.

When Lingxiao was born, his grandfather had died, so he didn't have much affection for him at all.

What's more, the demons are already cold, the Red Tiger Clan has always been the king of the strong, the survival of the fittest, and his grandfather also snatched the throne from his grandfather.

The reason why he came was simply because he heard the day before yesterday that Liyan had brought a woman into the Demon Palace and let her live in the Weiyang Palace.

Ling Xiao was curious, what kind of person could melt the ice cube that left the dead!

You must know that although Liyan is the demon king, he has always been pure-hearted and has few desires, which is really rare in the demon world!

Now that I look at it, this woman's appearance is really outstanding.