Turning her head and looking at the man looking at her with wide eyes, Luo Qingqing's face turned red:
"Why did you wake up?"
"I was woken up by you..."
"I didn't make any sound at all just now..."
Luo Qingqing blinked innocently, not bothering to argue with him.
"What to do?"
The Demon King looked at Luo Qingqing curiously. Could it be that she was stupid and wanted to settle the score with Long Yan?
"It's a little something..."
The Demon King stood up slowly, picked up the clothes on one side and put them on.
"what are you up to?"
Luo Qingqing was about to leave, but the Demon King wanted to get up. She rolled her eyes at him in confusion.
"You are my wife. If you have something to do, it is naturally my business. I will accompany you..."
These words...
Inexplicably, Luo Qingqing felt a little comfortable after hearing this.
"I want to see a dead man..."
Luo Qingqing smiled slightly and whispered.
"Let's go..."
He didn't ask who it was, but followed Luo Qingqing out. Luo Qingqing glanced at him gratefully. This man was actually a very good man. At the very least, he was a good man who knew how to love women.
"Where do you want to go, I will take you there..."
Coming out of the door, Ming Yuanhua said considerately, and Luo Qingqing pointed to the location: "Ancestral Hall..."
There is an ice room behind the Luo family's ancestral hall. In the ice room, there are huge jade coffins. The coffin of father Luo Youming is also here.
This is Luo Qingqing's guess, and at this time, time is running out.
The two of them tiptoed to the ancestral hall. Luo Qingqing had a good drug, and after a little dose, the gatekeeper fainted.
"Let's go, follow me..."
This is her first time here, no, not the first time, she came here once last time when she just traveled through time.
But in her mind, there was the memory of Himuro.
That's what Luo Youming told her. At that time, Luo Qingqing was very, very small.
Luo Youming had a wife, but she passed away very young. The most memorable thing about him is the one with the girl.
Luo Qingqing's mother was a girl. It is said that she climbed into Luo Youming's bed for the sake of wealth and wealth, but she died inexplicably when she gave birth to Luo Qingqing.
However, although she was born to a girl and had very poor talents, the father in her memory loved her very much.
Luo Qingqing's eyes were wet, she knew that this was the memory that belonged to this body.
A big family, what kind of reality, what kind of skill? But in this extremely realistic big family, Luo Youming gave her a kind of warmth called father's love.
However, he can only protect her when he has the strength.
"Is this where you want to go? Xiao Qing'er, I'll hold the door for you, and you can go in quickly..."
Ming Yuanhua whispered, Luo Qingqing turned to look at him, the moonlight was like a flower, shining on his body, and a slender figure fell...
He is dressed in black, like ink and painting.
His perfectly handsome face, under the silver moonlight, was as handsome as a god.
This man, such a superior man, cared about him deeply...
He is very considerate and sometimes gentle.
He is as calm as water, but people can feel his gentle care.
"Ming Yuanhua..."
She spoke in a low voice, walked a few steps, stood in front of him, raised her head and looked at him with gleaming eyes.
Ming Yuanhua also lowered his head and looked at the little girl who was as tall as his shoulders: