Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Ye Bieqing's soul power is very strong, and it is not worse than all the soul power of tassel himself. This devouring grimace has turned into a round ball, and his face is gone.

Then attached to mace, slowly disappeared, no sound.

Went to sleep again ...

Qin Yi scratched his head and looked at Ju Yundi, thinking about how to explain this grimace to her.

Ju Yunzhen didn't ask at all, because she was exhausted and overwhelmed, and could no longer support her and completely fainted.

Qin Yi hurried forward, holding her in her arms before she fell to the ground, holding her out of bounds.

Looking at the vertical and horizontal passages in the tomb, Qin Yi shook his head. If there was no accident, there was actually something in it. For example, the bones buried by Ye Bieqing, as well as the magic weapon he used to live, should be buried in the main cemetery to protect it severely. If Ye Bieqing succeeds Qian Yuan, maybe those things are still useful, but they will not be stolen.

At this time he could not have the leisurely feelings of exploring the grave again, and he would say it later.

Immediately holding Ju Yunzhang out of the place, once again offering a handkerchief that he thought could not be used, holding Ju Yunzhang and sitting up.

Then he turned around and looked around: "Tea, what about people?"

Tea came out of a tree with a small head.

Qin Yi grinned: "Little girl still wants to try me, rest assured, I won't forget you."

Tea murmured twice, and climbed on the handkerchief and sat, "How do you know I'm trying to hide from you."

"Just your IQ ..." Qin Yi said nothing, activated the handkerchief and left.

Qingcha took over the heavy duty of taking care of Master, and took the medicine bottle Qin Yi handed over to feed Ju Yunfu. Qin Yi squinted his eyes. If it wasn't for you to have a light bulb, this time it would be mouth-to-mouth feeding ...

However, the direction of this light bulb was important before, and it was necessary ...

Qingcha fed Ju Yunzhen with medicine, turned around and gave a gift to Qin Yi: "Thank you Master."

This salute ...

Qin Yi didn't know what to return, and simply responded: "Thank you for the tea."

The two looked at each other with a smile, and Qingcha's face was slightly red, and his head bowed down to pretend to be a caregiver. In fact, it was just pulling a strand of hair and tidying the collar, but she didn't see what she took care of.

But just never looked up.

She knew too much about her master. She wanted to talk about love and was afraid of being hurt. She only lacked a primer that made her feelings burst out. Isn't this coming now? As soon as this matter is over, the prince will succeed. She and her girl in the house are definitely not running ...

Therefore, even the tea was so rare that Qin Yi was tested once, to see if he would forget the poor tea just by taking care of his relatives ...

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Ju Yundi had a dream.

A monk refining God and having a solid soul is very rare in dreaming. Dreams can only be achieved in situations such as weakness, fire, serious injury, and surgery.

This time, of course, it was extremely weak.

She dreamed of childhood, sitting barefoot under the tree and painting, and Master dropped the cloud head with a smile and asked herself, "Little doll, you are very talented, should you learn to paint with me?"

At that time, Master painted a phoenix with wings spread away, seemingly real.

When it was young, it was already Fengchu. Master instructed to spread the Fa in his own spiritual platform, but he took away a trace of Taoism when he pulled away.

I didn't understand it at the time, but I didn't think it was anything like pulling up hair.

The picture quickly changed into the world of painting, "The figure of the woman in the sword pavilion, this is the picture of Wu, Yun Yun, this is the Tao, I have extracted a trace of your spirituality ..."

The face of the once handsome Junyi suddenly turned shaky.

He didn't change his personality when he was at the border. He always has this kind of mind.

It was just a matter of time, but it was a subconscious preparation. Perhaps he still felt that he loved his apprentices.

At the moment of the avenue, his whole life is hard to break, and all his thoughts are in full bloom, without hesitation or turning back.

Ju Yunzhen wanted to cry a bit, she was ... killed Master.

But no tears shed.

She no longer knows what kind of Tao she is asking for, who has inherited it, who has promoted her piano and painting, and what is she asking for?

What I'm asking for ... It seems that there are a lot of things flashing in the dream, but it's not clear for a moment, because I have been attracted by the brightest of them.

That was Qin Yi's happy smile after enticing Master.

Then everything else went silent, only Qin Yi's smiling face was real and bright.

No matter what she asks for, what she asks for now is this acquaintance who knows each other and is willing to give her secrets and even life for her.

I could feel his embrace before fainting, so warm.

As warm as it is now.

Ju Yundi opened his eyes.

It's a habit to be in my bed now.

She turned her head subconsciously to find Qin Yi's figure.

At first glance, the round face of tea, with a surprise: "Master, you wake up!"

Ju Yunzhen was a little bit lost. When he wanted to ask Qin Yi where he heard the sound of footsteps behind Qingcha, Qin Yi ran over: "Wake up? Let me see if I want to add another dan ..."

The tea was too close and had a big face, blocking the attack on the blue shirt. Ju Yunxun completely subconsciously reached out his hand, turned his face with Qingcha, and finally saw Qin Yi, really happy.

Tea: "..."

Qin Yi's smiling face also became a little jerky, sitting next to Ju Yunying, holding her hand softly and asking, "How do you feel? I had given you the medicine to soothe the soul and protect my soul. I didn't expect to wake up so quickly. "

"Are you alchemy for me?"

Qin Yi didn't know how to answer this, those dan was ready-made. Although he can make it.

"Isn't it alchemy?" Ju Yundi pouted slightly. "What are you doing?"

"When studying the painting, the painting world is messy. He ... his wild soul is floating unconsciously, the sky is gloomy, and the inside is like a ghost prison."

Ju Yunzhen didn't want to listen to the content of the painting at all, and the reaction was: "You ... Do you want that road too ..."

Qin Yi said silently: "What do you want? I just took off, relying on that evidence to prove the ghost? Besides, I don't have the basis to draw the Tao, that gives you a chance."

"I ..." Ju Yun paused and shook his head. "I have no way."

Qin Yi froze. What was going to be said, Ju Yunxuan reached out and caressed his face, and said softly, "Do you just want to tell me this?"

Obviously you asked me this ... Qin Yi didn't say this. Now he is no longer a ghost who can talk to the sky. Now he knows how to answer when he thinks: "I just saw you awake, happy Speak more. "

"Then don't say it." Ju Yunxu's hand turned into his neck and his voice became lighter and lighter: "Kiss me, like in Fenglin that day."

What was it like in Fenglin that day? That's pressing on it, and the hands ... uh ...

Qingcha backed out, covering her eyes, Master?

Qin Yi did not do that, she just pecked her lips gently and whispered: "You are injured, rest first, and later ..."

Before the voice fell, I felt a strong surge in my hand, and planted it on Ju Yunyu in one fell swoop.

Ju Yun held his neck, his eyes seemed to be rippling with ripples.

"I'm injured ... but it's better than you smelly ..."

Qin Yi was so stupid that he couldn't move ~ www.readwn.com ~ His head was buried in the fragrant softness, and he almost didn't suffocate. After struggling for several times, he couldn't break it. His two hands were still fluttering left and right.

Ju Yunxuan rolled over, but instead kept him underneath, kissing his face gently, and whispering, "What do you want me to do?"

This full-blown woman's style, Qin Yi could no longer resist, was stunned there, for a while, finally uttered a few words.

"Of course it's ... do it yourself."

Ju Yun smiled with a smile, his arms outstretched, and a painting circle shrouded the two people. Tea could never be seen outside.

I could still hear the last words faintly: "Little thief, the first time I let myself ... I won't."

The uncle replied in full spirit: "Then I will ..."

The painting world closed, and the people inside turned over again.

As the strange sound of that night came again, different from that time, this time it was finally mixed with a warbler cry, gently like a complaint.