One hundred wanton pick-up two like a dream

I saw that the beautiful little slave maid was still kneeling there, Li Xier helplessly helped the person up with her own hands, but the little slave and maid looked at her flattered, "How can this be .........?"

Li Xier pulled her to her side and sat down together, and smiled, "I said yes, then yes, isn't it?" The little slave nodded, "Yes, yes!" Li Xi was not blind, so he could naturally see the fear in her eyes, and asked curiously, "What's your name?" ”

Although the little slave was a little surprised, she didn't ask back, but she was smart. The little slave looked at her obediently, "Little slave......... The name of the little slave is called the spirit language. Looking at the smiling queen, she felt that it was not quite the same as usual, but it was almost the same, and she continued to explain, "The spirit of the spirit is, the spirit of the aura, the language of words. ”

Li Xier stretched out his hand to touch the face of the little Lingyu slave, his eyes flashed scarlet, "Then can you tell me why you can't go out here in the future?" ”

Lingyu was pitifully controlled, and looked at Li Xier with a confused look, "Because it's already evening, and when the time comes, it's a sting." Li Xihe looked outside and continued to make persistent efforts, "What is the state of the future when the sky is stunned?" ”

Lingyu finally answered the question uncontrollably, but remembered that he had just said everything that should not be said, and couldn't help but kneel down again, almost crying, "Queen, you can't do stupid things, the king just doesn't want you to go out and slaughter again to put you under house arrest here, Queen~"

Li Xier found the key word, turned to look at the kneeling Lingyu, "Lingyu, get up!" The domineering in her voice couldn't help but make Lingyu look at her, and then slowly got up, Li Xier approached her, sighed softly and asked her, "Lingyu, every time I am stung, I will go out to slaughter?" ”

Lingyu nodded, and Li Xier also nodded, "Lingyu, don't worry, I won't leave here." Hurry up and leave before you get a moment. Lingyu's tears caught Li Xier's attention, "Why are you crying?" Didn't you say that Ben Hou would be slaughtered? Do you want to stay? ”

Remain? Impossible, right?! Could it be the will of the King of Youzhou that week?!

Lingyu shook his head, then wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a smile, and looked at Li Xier gratefully, "Queen, Lingyu is here to thank you." It's just that the little slave must be here with you, and this is not only the king's will, but also your will. ”

Li Xi's eyes were in disbelief, did this Bao Xi want to sacrifice himself with spiritual words? She stroked her face, "What did you say at the time?" "Speaking of which, the face of this spirit is really familiar.........

Looking at the spitting Lingyu, he couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, you can say it." "Gentlely, I am anxious to let this spiritual girl go out quickly, it's almost time!

"At that time, you just pointed to the little slave and asked the little slave to stay with you. However, your eyes were purple at that time, and the ministers of the demon Ye said that the little slave would not survive. Say that the queen is the queen of demons, you have to ......... Got ......."

Li Xi nodded clearly, "It's going to be abolished." I know, now I regret it, you get out. "Lingyu is ready to die with her, just because she Lingyu has been deeply cared for and trusted by the queen since she Lingyu arrived in the palace!

At this time, Lingyu was very anxious, "Queen! Please let the little slave accompany you........." Before the words were finished, he was stared at by Li Xihe indifferently like frost, and spit out words like ice, "You, get out of here." ”

After going out, he immediately heard the sound of the door locking from the inside, and Lingyu looked at the sky and wept, "Queen.........

Li Xihe could feel that the bones in his body were shouting and fighting, crazy and thirsty. She stretched out her bone claws to split open the fragile ancient paper wooden door, and rushed towards the little girl Lingyu, looking at the moment when she was about to bite it.

Li Xier slammed up from the ground, looked at the familiar scenery around him, and muttered, "This is the ......... Research institute? ”

"Yes." The direction of the voice was very close, Li Xier turned his head and looked at the Liu Xing descendant who was close at hand, no, it should be the criminal descendant. She asked, "How long have I just been lying here?" "Where's Dijun?

The criminal descendant helped her up, helped her to sit on a chair, and glanced at Zijin, "Look, Zijin is also worried about you." Xier turned his head to look at Zijin, his expression was gentle, and then looked back at the criminal descendant, "I just came back from Bao Xi's memories, but why did I wake up like I slept for a month?" ”

The criminal descendant sat on the chair on the other side and teased Zijin, and replied with a smile, "That is the memory of Bao Xi, and now it is also a memory that belongs to you, but in this world, there are gains and losses, how can it be so simple to get back the memories." ”

It's good that you're a god now, tin and, you know. If you are not a god yourself, if you are not careful, it is easy to think that you are the praise of ancient times, and you will never be able to come out again. If you want to come to Dijun's old man's house, you also trust you.

Li Xihe touched his body and took out a pure white star splashed with blood, which will never wither, and the blood will always be fresh.

She frowned, and remembered what the criminal descendant had said to her before, and couldn't help but sigh when she turned over the words before Bao Xi disappeared, "You say, who is wrong between me and Bao Xi?" "God can't guess it.

At this time, Di Jun was in the senior (E) class of Qilin Normal College, smiling slightly, soft and watery. Looking at the math problems on the blackboard, he suddenly raised his hand, and the math teacher sighed in his heart, this Zijun is here again! Every time!

This Zijun can catch his mistakes every time, and he feels very faceless after many times, hey!

The teacher pushed his glasses, looked at Zijun reluctantly and smiled, "Zijun, ......... again." What's wrong? Zijun squinted his eyes and smiled slightly, "No, teacher, it's just that Zijun is a little dizzy and wants to go to the infirmary." ”

The teacher waved his hand, but didn't want to look too kind at him, "Go ahead." Zijun thought to himself, the teacher is so fun every time. Then he went out, in short, it was actually skipping class.

Di Jun lowered his head and smiled lightly, if he let Xier and the Xing Descendants know that I have been so close to them, will they be stunned.