One life: white flowers bloom, the heart is like glass, and the body is like Bodhi 62

Looking at the crumbling Buddha flower, Qianli moved the hand pressed on Phantom Ji's back to the flower, originally thinking about picking it off, but found that it couldn't be taken out, the flower and her body were one, although it would be crooked, but it would not fall. He pulled, Phantom whined, pulled again, wooped again.

"No matter what you become, this flower will appear?"

Phantom Ji snorted and nodded. As a descendant of Nuwa, and her Royal Highness canonized by Niangniang herself, no matter what she becomes, she can't damage her identity, so even if the conjured things will be different from the original, they can't be removed, it can be a hairpin flower worn on her head, or it may be a Buddha flower engraved somewhere on her body, and there will always be something that identifies her original body that does not disappear.

Qianli straightened the Buddha flower on the top of Phantom Ji's head, and before his hand left the petals, Phantom Ji suddenly jumped away with two snorts, looked at Qianli nervously, suddenly turned around and jumped out of bed, ran to the dresser, jumped in front of the bronze mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. Fortunately, the flowers are upright, and there is nothing to be ashamed of on her head, she remembers that a few months ago in the Star Dome Palace of the Buddha's sky, the emperor helped her to help her with a hairpin and caused her to make a big joke. If it hadn't been for that, she would have spewed heavenly fire on him and burned his clothes. If it weren't for that, she wouldn't know where she would have fun now, and where she would run back to the world for fear of his revenge.

Wait a minute!

Phantom Ji turned to look at Qianli who had his eyes closed on the bed, Emperor Zun Bacheng came to her for the last time he burned his clothes. He must have been afraid that he would breathe fire on him again, so he banned his immortal arts. It's really a god, it's been so long, and I still remember that. Now that I have fallen into his hands, if I don't leave, I don't know what he will become, go, you have to go.

Gently, Phantom Ji jumped down from the bronze mirror, walked to the clothes box, changed into a human form, her hand had not moved, and Qianli's voice seemed to sound in her ears, "Your Highness." ”

"Ahh

With a scream, Phantom Ji swished and turned into a little wolf cub again, and turned to look at Qianli who was lying on the bed. Emperor, do you want to be so shameless!

Qianli's voice was so lazy that Phantom Ji was inexplicably angry, "The futon is a little messy." ”

Jumping on the big soft bed,Phantom Ji deliberately stepped on Qianli's body and jumped around.,Here it's tidying up.,The corner is pulling and pulling.,If you sort out the place covered by Qianli's body.,Take the opportunity of holding the futon to open your mouth and bite his body.,Bite the little head and keep shaking it.。 Suddenly, she didn't pay attention to where she bit the emperor, but felt a hand pick her up, and when she looked at it again, she was already in front of the emperor's handsome face.

"Do you think I won't throw you away when you become a white wolf cub?"

"Huh." Phantom Ji opened her mouth to deliberately show a fierce look, isn't this nonsense, with the narcissism of the emperor, if she turns into another animal by Beidai Lake and picks it on the placket of his clothes, she should be thrown thousands of miles away by him. Since he doesn't like people to touch his body, he naturally doesn't like animals to touch him, and in his heart, it is estimated that except for the white wolf, the other species grow in hindrance to the beauty of the heavenly realm. But...... Phantom Hime's eyes lit up, and he was going to throw her, and that was great! Hurry up and throw it!

Phantom Ji waited hopefully for Qianli to throw her out of the East Pavilion, and the result was ......