Chapter 968: The Little Princess in the Palm of Her Hand 35
Didn't get the reaction I wanted.
Jimili was a little dazed and incredulous in her eyes.
But the crown was actually worn on the head of the monsoon rains.
Ji Yushi's hand was still tugging on the corner of Qinghui's clothes, pursing the corners of his lips, with a little overwhelmed.
Everyone in the hall was amazed.
Looking at the excessively feminine appearance during the monsoon.
Some were speechless.
It's actually a ...... Boy??
During the monsoon rains, he ignored the people around him, and even ignored the crown he was wearing.
Tightly grasping the corner of Qinghui's clothes, he spoke, "I, I didn't want to hide it from you. ”
And he's almost out of hiding it now.
Recently, it has grown too fast and is constantly growing in a masculine direction.
Even if you want to hide it, you can't hide it for long.
His lips pursed tightly.
"It's just, it's just ......"
The panic in the voice was even more pronounced.
He just didn't know what to say.
It's just a matter of gaining and losing.
I'm afraid that Qinghui doesn't like him as much as before because he has become a boy in her heart.
I won't care about him, I won't make him clothes, I won't teach him magic so carefully......
He had never liked dresses, but as long as she gave them, he liked them too.
He actually knew it very well in his heart.
I definitely want to say it, after all, this kind of thing can't be hidden, but it's not the same as being stabbed by others.
It's not at all.
He didn't mean to hide it from her.
He just wanted to live, and then avenged his father and mother's revenge.
Thinking of this, the mood in the bottom of Jiyu's eyes darkened, and he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Ji Miri.
Just now, he had already put his greatest malice on Ji Miri, which made her feel a slight chill behind her, and at this moment, her gaze was more like she was about to kill.
made Ji Miri unconsciously retreat, and finally staggered to the ground.
"Demon, you're a demon......"
Ji Milli couldn't help but whisper, her bright eyes full of panic.
There was a faint black mist around her, slowly enveloping Jimili.
Ji Milli only felt that she was a little out of breath, her body froze, and she couldn't say a word, so she could only look straight ahead, looking in the direction of Qinghui and Monsoon.
When the monsoon rain, she heard Ji Miri's words, but she smiled slightly.
For the first time, the originally well-behaved curvature of the corners of the lips became a little bewitching.
He learned magic from Qinghui, which was naturally based on dark magic.
The black mist was full of murderous intent.
When he heard the name demon, he was not angry, but he was also a little excited.
Qinghui is the lord of the dark realm, the king of darkness, if he is a demon, then he should naturally be managed by Qinghui.
This kind of title that divides him into Qinghui's side makes him like it very much.
It's just that the black mist is about to suffocate Jimili to death.
It was during the monsoon that he suddenly remembered where this was, what had happened now, and it was not time for him to fall into a mood of revenge.
He has more important things to do and to explain.
Monsoon Rain looked up sharply again at Qinghui standing in front of him.
His eyelashes quickly fanned a few times, pursed the corners of his lips, and tugged at Qinghui's clothes, "I'm really not, I want to hide it from you." ”
When Qinghui was before, when he looked at Ji Yu's eyes, he knew that the other party was very angry, and this anger was directed at Ji Miri.