The entrance of the cave was blocked by some of the two cultivators who had come here to hunt, and their pupils seemed to see a terrifying guy, and they slipped into the dirt twice, and then ran away into the distance.

Hearing this voice, Lan Qi frowned, he touched the corner of his right eye and beat involuntarily, he didn't understand why these people called themselves the Demon Emperor for no reason, was it because of the mark in the center of his eyebrows?

The fingertips were slightly cold, and when I touched the temperature on my skin, I felt like I was in an ice cellar, and I didn't know how long the corpse had slept in this place.

"Beilan Laiye, you said that I don't look like a demon emperor, except for the mark on my head."

"Like, like everywhere."

Beilan came to Ye Xian's little expression with a little banter, she didn't bother to care about this Lan Qi, she was about to go out and compete here to compare stinky beauty. He didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he stepped on the clouds and escaped from the cave.

The surrounding environment was as quiet as ever, the uneven blood falling from the leaves and the ground, the spirit beast that was chasing him had been cut off its head, and its huge body was now buried in the loess.

There was a familiar feeling of warmth lingering in his ears, and a pair of big hands wrapped around his waist, and Lan Qi's lips fell on his neck.

With just a slight touch, he walked away like a dragonfly.

He stared into the distance, his squinted eyes were like ghosts, he looked not far away, and said, "Beilan Laiye, do you say that there will be a past life and this life, or that it is nonsense to turn around and be reborn. I didn't believe it before, but now."

"What are you doing!"

Beilan Laiye's entire body was broken, and in front of her was this bewitching to the bones, with a strong fat powder on her face, and a trembling face, but now she should be called the demon king.

The guy's little cherry bit his lip firmly, Beilan Laiye's eyes were full of confusion, his body and limbs gradually lost consciousness, and the spirit beasts in the forest climbed on the branches of the trees, hiding in the stream, and they were all watching this snowy competition one by one.

In the morning light, the little flowers swayed and danced in the wind.

The shadow of the wind fell into a clue, and a little joy appeared around it.

"Beilan Laiye, looking at your shy appearance, this king can't help but think that you are ready to become a concubine."

The corners of Lan Qi's mouth rose, and before he let go of this little girl, he licked his lips like a treacherous and cunning fox, and gently mocked.

He was wrapped in a dark blue shirt, and there were some pictures depicted on it, mountains, rivers, and dream palaces jumped on it, but the tattered clothes really made people have a headache to see, so he stared at Beilan Laiye in a daze.

The fingertips are placed on the lip flap, showing a charming look.

He groaned, a smile appeared on his face, and casually went deep into the void and took out a shirt from the cracked opening, and changed it in front of Beilan Laiye.

When it was time to tie the last button, his eyes were brisk and he was still looking at her.

"Shouldn't you do such a small thing?"

"You!"

Beilan Laiye covered his lips and squeezed out these words, feeling indignant in his heart, and he didn't want to talk to this guy at all.

Throwing off her sleeves angrily, she walked out of the forest, only to hear the brisk footsteps behind her, as if she could keep up with her without much effort.