The woman in white looked at the fragments on the ground, her expression was stiff, and her beautiful almond eyes instantly drew horror—

Then, she looked up stiffly at the man in black, and her tightly grasped hands couldn't help but sink into the flesh.

She offended the King of the Demon World!!!

With this understanding, she was shocked to a trance.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and looked at her and the man with a breath of concentration, and no one dared to speak out.

Everyone seemed to be mute, and the air was a little thin.

Time passed by little by little, and the scene in front of me seemed to be fixed, so Qiao Yiqing felt a little anxious.

It was the woman in white who looked exactly like herself, and the man in black who made a promise in the sea of ​​flowers.

Why are their images always floating in front of her?

Qiao Yiqing looks like an outsider watching a show, but her heart is filled with the emotions of the woman in white, and it seems like she has experienced it herself.

This feeling was too wonderful, making her a little dizzy.

At this moment, a dark look flashed across the brown pupils of the man in black. He looked at the woman in white and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What's your name?"

She was shocked and suddenly asked about her name. She immediately came to her senses and lowered her head to respond: "My servant is Qiao Yiqing."

Qiao Yiqing!!!

Her name is Qiao Yiqing!!!

Qiao Yiqing was so shocked that her body trembled, her legs and feet became weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

Her name is also Qiao Yiqing!!!

Who is the woman in white? Why not only does she look exactly the same as her, but she even has the same name!!!

Qiao Yiqing was so shocked that she took a deep breath, ran to the hall in disbelief, rushed to the woman's side, and pulled the woman's collar without saying a word.

Petal mark!!!

It's exactly the same as the petal mark on her body!!!

The woman in white is her!

She is a woman in white!

The dancer in front of you is her Qiao Yiqing!!!

Qiao Yiqing's heart pounded and stared at the woman in front of her, which had already shaken her soul out of her body.

The woman in white did not respond, as if she didn't know Qiao Yiqing's existence at all, and looked at the man in black intently.

Qiao Yiqing then realized that everyone's eyes penetrated her, and they all looked at the woman in white and the man in black.

It turns out that everyone can't see her at all!!!

The shocks again and again made Qiao Yiqing's head hurt.

Where is she now, why can't everyone see her?

Qiao Yiqing couldn't figure it out.

She looked at the man in black in confusion, and did not look him carefully in the sea of ​​flowers, and now she finally had close contact.

But when she saw the deep brown eyes, her heart twitched suddenly, and an inexplicable sadness surged in her heart.

That handsome face is so familiar!

Qiao Yiqing couldn't help but have a cold war, and tears were unconsciously slashed across the corners of her eyes—

She felt the falling tears, covered her tingling heart, and her breathing became difficult.

She doesn't know such a man, but why do she cry because of this face?

Just when Qiao Yiqing was confused—

The man in black looked at the woman in white for a long time and finally spoke: "How old are you?"

The woman in white felt relieved when she saw that he was not angry, and she had no intention of dealing with her. She replied with neither humility nor arrogant words: "This year's fifteenth."

When the emperor, who was sitting in the upper throne, saw her being rude, he immediately shouted: "Rareless! Why don't you, a dancer, understand the rules in front of the devil?"

The woman in white was so shocked that she knelt down and kowtowed: "The Demon King forgives the crime. Yi Qing did not intentionally offend him, so please punish him."

The Demon King glanced at her with a cold face, his cold voice felt extremely oppressive: "Get up."

As soon as he shouted, the woman in white suddenly felt like she was given a general amnesty. She stood up with lingering fear after kowtowing.

Everyone has always known the devil's nature.

Cold, withdrawn, cold-blooded and ruthless, when did you become so kind to a dancer?

Even the Emperor was a little shocked at the Demon King's reaction, and looked at him with his eyebrows closed and he fell into deep thought.

The woman in white looked at each other with the devil, without a trace of timidity.

The devil raised his eyebrows, and a cold look flashed with surprise: "You are the first person to dare to look directly at my brown eyes."

The woman in white was a little confused when she heard this: "Why don't they dare to look directly at your brown eyes?"

"Because of fear." After the man said, his brown eyes flashed with faint light, which was really no different from a devil.

The woman in white shook her head: "No, it's very beautiful."

"Beautiful? Hahaha--" When the devil heard this, his pupils dilated, and he murmured in surprise, and then he burst into laughter with a string of faces.

Seeing that the Demon King was happy, the Emperor laughed with him and hurriedly ordered the woman in white: "You have wet the Demon King's clothes, why don't you wipe them clean."

After hearing this, the woman in white discovered that the devil's chest was stained with water. It should be the clothes she had wet when she bumped into it.

Immediately, she hurriedly took out her handkerchief and wiped her chest.

The devil grabbed her wrist and stopped her coldly: "No need."

The woman in white suddenly felt offended him, so she took a few steps back and opened the distance between the two.

The dance was finished at this time. She felt that there was no need to stay here, so she immediately followed the women and retreated.

Qiao Yiqing was dizzy and closed her eyes uncomfortable. When she opened her eyes again, she found that the picture had changed-

It was not the smoke-filled hall, but a room where a man in a brocade robe stood with his hands behind his back.

Behind him was a woman in a purple dress.

She looked at him affectionately, standing quietly waiting for the man's reaction.

"Qing, can you do something for me?" The man was silent for a long time and finally spoke. As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt desolate, and the woman felt a little sad.

"Your Highness's business is mine."

"Well, okay, among the dance girls, you are the most outstanding and strongest, so I feel very relieved when you go." The man turned around and exclaimed with a smile.

"Your Highness, you should know my feelings for so many years." The woman raised her head and stared at him affectionately, hoping to get his answer.

The man walked over, stroked her cheek, and said gently: "Yes, I know you love me, but now the situation in the heaven and demon world is getting worse and turbulent. How can you let me settle down and talk about my children's love?"

The woman nodded with a wry smile. She would do it as long as it was what he asked for.

"Your Highness, let me tell you, what's the matter?"

When the man heard this, his face was solemn, and his eyes looked at her with a bit of sternness: "Sew the Demon King!"

The woman was so scared that her body trembled, her face fluttered with fear: "No, he is the king of the demon world, how could he fall in love with me, a dancer?"

The man chuckled, reached out to pinch the woman's jaw, and looked at her face carefully: "Your face will fascinate him. That day, in the hall, I could see what he meant to you, so this matter must be you!"
Chapter completed!