Qian Qian ran away quickly, laughing and laughing along the way.
The best in the world?
She thought, no matter how beautiful a person is, she will never be as beautiful as that guy. That guy spends time hanging out on those peach blossom trees. Is he a flower demon?
I heard that flower demons and fox demons are the two most beautiful races among the demon tribe.
The Prince of the Wind Clan is rumored to be a purple dragon. The dragon shouldn't be easy to see.
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"Feng, you come here to teach me spells every day. I will definitely repay you in the future!" she said firmly.
With his guidance for a period of time, she unexpectedly discovered that the world that was previously at a loss for her suddenly opened a door to her.
Let her roam!
This Vulcan crossbow has gradually become a part of her, at her disposal!
The powerful power inside is inspired by some kind of power in your own body!
In his words, it is simply earth-shaking!
He tilted his body and leaned against a branch, petals gently falling from his side.
"Repay, how can you repay?" He looked at her jokingly
Qian Qian thought about it, she had no money and no power, so she didn't know what to do if she wanted to repay him.
She stood awkwardly under the tree, thinking for a long time, and finally said with red cheeks: "I, I can pledge myself to you. My sister said that I look pretty good..."
With a 'chi' sound, the young man on the tree laughed: "Promise yourself to me? Do you mean you want to marry me?"
She became even more panicked and shook her head quickly: "No, I don't dare to think that way. Even if I work as a cow, a horse, a maid, or a concubine, I am willing to do it!"
The young man narrowed his eyes and was a little silent
Qian Qian's heart felt like it was being pulled by something. Sometimes it was bulging, and sometimes it was deflated again. It went up and down over and over again, feeling uneasy.
In front of him, she always felt small and humble
I don’t know why, but this young man who is always sitting lazily on the peach blossom tree always makes people feel afraid to approach him. When you look up at him, it seems like the dazzling sun is shrouding him.
How could she dare to imagine that kind of noble and inviolable posture?
He is a demon with pure blood, but he is a half-demon who is regarded as 'shameful' and 'filthy'
She doesn't dare to expect anything that doesn't belong to her
"I..." Seeing that he didn't speak, he spoke lightly and quietly, as if his self-esteem had been abandoned.