Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Qin Yi just talked casually, where actually the moonlight is clear, this is just dusk. In the sunset, Qin Yiju Yunyun walked side by side in the mountains, followed by a cup of tea, and he groaned on his nose.

Obviously it was the uncle who called me to play, grabbed my position and let me squat in the pot ...

Uncle Shi, let me follow you ...

But it ’s not fun to follow, it ’s fun to see you two walking without talking.

It's not fun to watch kisses then.

However, it was quite fun in Ju Yunzheng's heart. She looked around with a little curiosity, Qin Yi thought carefully that she could guess, but it was difficult to reject the temptation.

Don't look at her for thousands of years in Wandao Xiangong, but she has never actually visited the mountain peaks on the side of the Yibumou Sect, and has at most visited the main peak to talk about something.

Now I pick one that hasn't been there, walked into the dead branches and leaves, and looked at Xiao Su. It was unspeakable. There were fallen leaves on the stone path, and the rustling voice was even more desolate at night, which could touch the poems of the poets. Juyun I looked at my mood a little bit down.

You can go up the stone path and turn out of the mountainside, and then your eyes suddenly light up. There is a maple forest, Dan Feng is like fire, reflecting the sunset, the red glow of heaven and earth merges into the sky, and is beautiful.

The mood suddenly flourished from the deep, the impact was unparalleled.

Ju Yundi did not swim in other places. Similar maple scenes have been seen a lot, but he has forgotten for hundreds of years. Seeing you by my side, I could still feel the throbbing of my heart, and suddenly lost my mind.

The maple scenery of Xianshan is also much more special than ordinary people. The frosty leaves are like a flame, and they are like the flames of a flame. There is a beating halo above the maple leaves, which is connected to the sky and clouds and unites into one. , Full of faint aura, refreshing. Qin Yi has never seen this kind of scenery in his whole life.

He couldn't help but say, "Who is the mountain here originally? It's a beautiful scene."

Ju Yundi glanced at him: "Zheng Yunyi's."

Qin Yi: "..."

I have to say that Yin Yin knows how to enjoy it. If it isn't always so Yin, it would be a gentle and elegant boy in the world.

Thinking of this, he still thinks that the purpose of Zheng Yunyi and Tianjizi is different. The picture that he carries always gives Qin Yi a special hint, and thinks that he is not thinking about the idea of ​​"a breakthrough after a bureau".

He looked up into the depths of the clouds, and Zheng Yunyi was temporarily lifted away. The things in the cave were not taken. Do you want to break into the door and see ... Xian Gong didn't stop them from going back to pick up their own things, he will probably come back to pick them up. Is it embarrassing and a bit shameful if he steals his door?

But the more you think about it, the more you feel itchy, and if you don't steal, go to the head office ... find a time to see ...

As he was pondering, he saw Ju Yunzhang sitting on a rock, looking up at Dan Feng sunset, and taking out the scroll to start painting.

Real woman Wen Qing.

Qin Yi sat beside him and watched her waving.

The magic brush is not stained with ink or undyed paint, but the pen comes with its own colors. All the dyeing steps are directly implemented in a pen, and the scroll is fresh and lively.

"This is a magic weapon." Ju Yunxuan drew a picture, explaining in his mouth: "You only touch this kind of channel for the purpose of bypassing, not for those who really learn how to draw the Tao. These things, even if they are not suitable for you, will not give you much function. Come."

Qin Yidao: "I didn't mean to ask you to discuss these ..."

"I think I have given you less." Ju Yunxi whispered softly: "I always feel that Masters have given me magic weapons, and I have nothing for you.

The tea was akimbo beside, didn't you all give it?

Coincidentally Qin Yi thought this was the same, but he couldn't say it. "You're not my master, you're just my sister."

Ju Yunxi smiled slightly.

Sister-in-law is actually Master, everyone understands. She teaches absolutely nothing less than Qin Yi's unknown secret master, but only one teaching method and one teaching skill. But this doesn't matter anymore. His Condor Heroes had already uttered all his thoughts, even if it was a master, he would have to, let alone a sister ...

The sister's name just made her feel more acceptable.

She did not care anymore. Whether it is a master or a sister, as long as you have a bump in your heart, nothing is a problem.

No matter how embarrassing the posterity is.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with the first spread of the gods.

Unfortunately, the little thief ate in the bowl and looked at the pot, which was annoying.

But it seems that everything else comes first, they are in the bowl, they are the ones in the pot ...

Even more annoyed!

Thinking of Ju Yun's pouting again, his painting strength was three points.

Qin Yi narrowed her neck to see her unpredictable expression, and the beautiful maple leaf maps at dusk were all murderous.

Will this painting become an offensive magic weapon ...

Qin Yi didn't speak again, and the situation was not appropriate to talk about anything else. In fact, he felt that the scene where Ju Yunxi sat in Fenglin's quiet painting was more beautiful than Fenglin Wanxia himself. It was like an extra touch of spirit between heaven and earth, so the whole world lit up.

He turned to tea and spread out his big hand, and he took out the scroll and paintbrush and handed it to him.

Qin Yi rubbed his head of tea, it is really a sensible tea.

He also unrolled the scrolls and painted the same maple landscape as Ju Yunzhen.

Ju Yunzhen looked up at him and smiled again.

The little annoyance in my heart faded away.

Don't you like the moment when you paint and draw with him? Very peaceful and beautiful.

It is a priest and also a spiritual practice.

In fact, Qin Yi didn't know that since his introduction, Ju Yunzhen's stagnant practice for decades has also made a breakthrough.

Of course, not all Huiyang practitioners practice equally. Tianjizi Huiyang peaks, half a step Qianyuan, crushing everyone, there is no problem in playing three, because Ju Yunzhen and Mo Wuzi are only in the first few layers of Huiyang.

Ju Yunzhen was originally only three layers of Huiyang. After Qin Yi arrived, don't look as if emotional disturbances may be a drag on practice. On the contrary, during the period when she and Qin Yi knew each other, they broke through the four layers silently.

It is also a lack of "couplings".

"Lv" is not a random one. Maybe she may not have it in this life. Qin Yi, which makes her look at her, is a fate, that is, a circle.

Huiyang's realm is no longer as obvious as the three floors and one hurdle, but each floor is a hurdle, and each break is difficult. Ju Yunmin said that it was a thousand-year practice. In fact, among the suzerains, she was just a junior, but her practice was no lower than that of others.

She dropped the last stroke, and the maple was gradually formed in the paintings, the red glow was lingering, overflowing the paintings, and slowly regaining calmness.

Turning around to see how Qin Yi was painting, his eyes fell on Qin Yi's scroll, and Ju Yunxi's face suddenly rose with red glow, as red as the maple forest around him.

Feng Lin in Qin Yi's painting has her.

Ju Yunzhen painted "Maple Forest Sunset", Qin Yi painted "Ju Yunzhen Painting Maple Forest Sunset".

She paints landscapes, and she also paints landscapes in Qin Yi's paintings.

"You, you ..." Ju Yun bit his lower lip: "I said it all ~ www.readwn.com ~ You can't do good painting, don't paint me!"

"I'm just painting the landscape." Qin Yi put down her brush and looked up with a smile: "The 10,000 Immortals Palace, the most beautiful landscape among the mountains."

The two looked at each other silently, and Ju Yunxuan slowly opened his head, and she could not stand the burning eyes.

Qin Yi slowly embraced him. Ju Yunxian leaned gently against his arms, and the evening wind blew past. A strand of hair was scraped on Qin Yi's face. Qin Yi turned away slightly, and then moved away from her Messed up.

I didn't do anything extra, just holding on.

Ju Yunxuan sighed softly, this little thief knew too much about the sense of proportion, always made people feel like a spring breeze, so peaceful. What can be left behind by this embarrassing shame? So he disappeared without a trace.

The setting sun shone through the maple forest, and the figure embraced by them was a bit messy in the shade, but the vision was warm, soft and warm. Qingcha looked at it, and she suddenly wanted to draw, drawing this warmth and tranquility.

Those two are the scenes in her paintings.