Poor prince does not lift [13]
"Master is the best!" When the girl heard this, she laughed heartily and spun in circles in the snow.
She was really beautiful, wearing a bright red dress, which spread out layer by layer as she swirled, like the most beautiful flower in the sky, blooming in the snow......
Yun Dao's gaze was tightly obsessed with the girl's body, and under those eyes, there was a tangled complexity, sadness and struggle.
It's a little darker...... Unconsciously, he sighed lightly......
With her sigh, Lu Qingqing seemed to have an empty heart......
But the girl seemed to be naïve and didn't know the heavy thoughts of the master, and was still dancing happily.
However, good times can never follow a person.
In this world, whether it is a human or a demon, it must go through growth, and girls are no exception.
The days on the Tianshan Mountains are very beautiful, so they pass quickly.
But Yun Dao's expression was getting heavier and heavier, he no longer practiced immortal arts every day, and even, intentionally or unintentionally, avoided the girl.
The girl stared at the master through the distant wind and snow, and tears fell gently.
Tears that were as transparent as jade beads fell into the air, and they were condensed into ice particles and fell gently.
A big hand gently caught the tears like jade beads, and an evil and bewitching face slowly appeared in front of the girl.
"He won't like you, and it's impossible to keep you, you are a level of Zuihou on the road to becoming an immortal, sooner or later, he will kill you! Without mercy! ”
The girl just cried and didn't even look at him.
But the cold and evil voice was still saying: "Let's go with the deity, you already have the blood of the demon world in your body, you shouldn't stay in the human world, let alone practice immortal arts, whether it is the human world or the fairy world, it will not accommodate you, only the demon world is your home......"
The man's voice was low, and when he said Zuihou, there was a hint of tenderness.
Between heaven and earth, the snow is falling, the white is boundless, and the girl is like a red flower left in the white vastness.
After a while, I heard her voice, with determination:
"I don't leave the master's ......"
Yes, no matter what, she will not leave the master, unwaveringly.
Lu Qingqing smiled softly.
Looking at the ill-intentioned man, he finally saw the man's face clearly.
Green bamboo, it turned out to be green bamboo!
She was startled, and suddenly, she woke up from a dream.
Staring at the roof with big eyes, it was difficult to fall asleep for a long time.
Demon ...... Green Bamboo ...... Buddha-figure ......
It turned out that in Luzhu's previous life, he turned out to be the Venerable of the Demon Realm......
Thinking of the things in Wuxia, I was afraid for a while, but fortunately, in this life, although he recovered his memory, he did not recover his magic.
Otherwise, everything would be unthinkable.
Gently moved his body, and snuggled himself into Baili Fenghua's arms, it seemed that only in this way could he feel at ease.
However, in a big dream, it was difficult to sleep, so I had to keep my eyes open and stare at the peerless face in front of me.
He kept looking at him with greed and longing, as if this was the only way to remember him completely in his mind, so that he would not be forgotten in the future
The autumn breeze is light, and in a blink of an eye, it is already winter.
The bleak cold wind blew, and even the heavy curtain could not stop the gust of cold wind.