Chapter 109: The Immortal Spares His Life

"Okay, don't cry, Master is here," Emperor Xuanyuan had already retracted his gaze, his fair and slender hand gently patted Yun Luoluo's back, and his tone was gentle and . Pet. drowning, comforting the little girl in front of him.

Yun Luoluo finally stopped crying, but her little face had already turned into a cat face, and she kept burping. The petals were tight, and with her hiccups, the whole little body kept shaking.

Emperor Xuanyuan looked distressed and funny, but in the end he held back, and the crescent-white Tianjin sleeves gently wiped away the tears on her face, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Sure enough, he couldn't let her come out alone, but he hadn't seen her for a few days, and he had suffered so many grievances!

"Division...... Belch...... Father...... How did you...... Belch...... Here it comes? Yun Luoluo asked while choking and burping.

Emperor Xuanyuan did not answer in a hurry, but first cast a cleansing spell, Yun Luoluo, who was originally covered in blood and embarrassed, was instantly cleaned, and the little face like a cat became bright again, white as jade, and can be broken by blowing.

This is the first time that everyone has seen the immortal casting spell, but it is just a time to take a breath, Yun Luoluo seems to have changed people, and the eyes that look at Emperor Xuanyuan at the moment are even more adoring.

"Shen Junli, the master of the Treasure Pavilion, has seen the Immortals, but I don't know where the Immortal Mountain is, how to honor it?" Shen Junli found that he was finally able to move, so he immediately stepped forward, saluted respectfully, and asked.

Emperor Xuanyuan didn't seem to hear his words, he didn't even give him a look, he didn't know where to take out a pear blossom wood comb from there, his eyebrows and eyes were focused, and his movements were gentle to comb Yun Luoluo's messy hair.

It seems that he has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, not only is it not the slightest stiffness, but it is very skillful, and a pair of bony and slender hands swim between Yun Luoluo's hair. Walking and shuttling, flowing like flowing clouds, but in the blink of an eye, Yun Luoluo's messy black hair was recombed by him, and he also tied it up with two pink silk ribbons, and then two delicate beaded flowers were tied on it.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, everyone would have found it hard to believe that the gods in the sky could actually comb their hair and tie their hair!

And the action is so good-looking, like a flowing ink painting, elegant and beautiful, moving and still are beautiful.

After doing this, Emperor Xuanyuan held Yun Luoluo's little hand, and then walked towards Shen Junli, compared to the gentleness just now. Pet. Drowning, the voice at this moment was cold without a trace of temperature, looking at him condescendingly, "Shen Junli?" ”

Obviously there were only three words, but in Shen Junli's ears, there was a feeling of countless sword stabs, he was terrified, and he was even more humble at the moment, "Exactly, how can not only the immortals be honored?" ”

"You don't deserve to know the name of this emperor!" Emperor Xuanyuan smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, a pair of deep eyes narrowed slightly, and stared at Shen Junli, "Because, this emperor never wastes words with dead people!" ”

Dead person!

One sentence decided Shen Junli's life and death!

Shen Junli was completely frightened, because he found that no matter how quietly he tried it, the spiritual power emitted was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response, and he finally knew that he had encountered an unshakable mountain.

He no longer had half of the arrogance of Fang Cai, and knelt down with a plop, "Shangxian spares his life!" Immortals spare their lives! ”