Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Deep in the cave, there was a faint sound of dragon yin and the crisp sound of fighting with strength.

Qin Yi's unarmed gun on Li Qingjun, the two have practiced a hundred moves.

The stun gun rushed forward, Qin Yi pushed his palm sideways, and brought the tip of the gun across the side of the body obliquely, and then arched his shoulders and pushed back.

青 Li Qingjun pushed on his shoulder with one palm, but couldn't eat hard, and was arched back. But at the same time, his eyes flashed.

I seem to have a soul into a sword and shoot out straight.

Qi Qin Yi changed the soul into the sea, and the sword went straight into the sea, splashing the sea of ​​surges, but eventually disappeared.

The faces of both of them were slightly white.

Qin Yi really marveled at Li Qingjun's creation. Wu Xiu ’s body and spirit system have always been partial. If the practice of forging five layers of bones is compared with Tengyun, the energy intensity can be six or seven layers than Tengyun. Tengyun's two or three layers are amazing, so they can often fight beyond the ranks, and they are often played to death in some aspects. In order to solve this problem, Penglai Sword Pavilion deliberately created the inheritance of the sword seal, but after all, it was a foreign object, not a self-cultivation.

But by the female ghost's forced backwash, Li Qingjun's spirit has at least the strength of Tao Xiu's ascendant peak, but instead her most concealed fierce killer.

I am the same as the soul-forging soul system of the ninth chapter of the source of chaos.

It is foreseeable that for a long period of time, Li Qingjun's spirit is stronger than the actual practice. After all, the ghost of a female ghost is close to Qianyuan. Li Qingjun is likely to be able to reach Qianyuan unimpeded all the way in this system. Come on.

"In other words, if we study and practice at home, we will not touch your wrecked sword, it is very dangerous." Qin Yi rubbed his head, complaining a little.

青 Li Qingjun whispered apologetically: "I don't have good control right now. I wouldn't have been so fierce."

所以 "So you need to practice more with me?"

"Uh……"

Qin Yi hooked his hands and laughed: "Come again!"

Li Qingjun looked slightly sloppy: "So care, it's really up to you!"

"Oh."

"Look at the gun!"

The re-emergence of the spearman has softened by three points.

Qi Qin Yi grabbed the handle of the gun and dragged Li Qingjun into his arms. Then he took a few steps forward and pushed all the way to the side of the cave.

青 Li Qingjun leaned on the wall and looked up at him.

Qi Qin Yi slowly stroked along with her right hand, took off the gun and was still aside, bowed her head and kissed.

Li Qingjun closed his eyes.

This "dual practice" lasted for several days, and it turned out like this every day to the end ...

She gently held Qin Yi's hand on her belt, and whispered: "Sister is still ..."

"She's drawing a hundred flowers in the Ling Yao Garden, not so fast."

"That ... then hurry."

"It's going to be hard soon ... watch the gun!"

"唔 ..." Li Qingjun turned around, reached out his hand against the wall, and bit his lower lip tightly.

It is never Qin Yi's wish to practice the deadly practice with deep suffering and deep hatred. If it is the general case, this will make both sides indulge in it. It can teach the two sides to dry up their bones, not to mention any practice. Fortunately, the dual practice is for this purpose. Not only do they not slow down their practice, they can benefit from long-term harmony.

Just don't endlessly.

The meditation, the meditation, the meditation, the meditation, the yin and yang harmony, there is nothing to pretend.

When you play the piano and enjoy the flowers and wind, the moon is clear.

This is spiritual practice.

This is the practice of seclusion in Qin Yi's mind. If he can follow such a template, let alone a few years, he will be willing to stay for thousands of years.

He is more afraid than anyone ...

Uh ...

"Shuishui Qingyin" echoed gently in the cave, beside the pond, Ju Yunxuan set up a pavilion and was stroking the piano.

岫 Since the secluded island was hit by Li Qingjun and Qin Yi, Ju Yunyu has also fallen into a long-term battle and escape adventure. It has not been so easy for a long time.

What she likes is also the tranquility, or to take the boy around the world and take a leisurely look at the landscapes of the world, to understand the Tao heart, is not suitable to fall into a struggle.

She finally returned to this situation, her heart is more relaxed than Qin Yi Li Qingjun.

似 It seems that spiritual practice is not as hard as Li Qingjun's, and everything is in Fuqin, painting, reading, and sleeping. In fact, this is her practice. In this regard, she and Qin Yi have always shared a common language.

Is for conscience.

A whistle of flute is mixed in the sound of the piano, and then entangles and surrounds, intersects, and does not distinguish each other, so that the monotonous solo becomes a symphonic symphony.

Yun Ju Yun looked up, Qin Yi leaned against the mouth of the cave, leaning against the flute.

The two looked at each other for a while, both smiling.

If you say "love", there may not be a strong relationship between the two, but this kind of heart that commits youth and disease together and is often accompanied by companions is the most special between the two.

This is the true lover.

In the fairy house, which is becoming more and more utilitarian, this state of mind, which should be normal, is really not much.

Even in Wandao Xiangong, there are not many ... Most of the people in Xiangong are "too vulgar". Juyun's awkward petty bourgeoisie is really hard to find.

After playing a song, Ju Yunxuan pressed the strings with a smile, and said with a smile: "Done with your princess?"

二 The word "dual practice" was particularly bitten, and the irony inside it got to the sky. Qin Yi's cheeks were too thick to be embarrassed, and two coughs came over, sitting side by side with her.

In addition to the guqin on the ocher table, there are also scrolls, which are painted with flowers and tea. The flowers are brightly blooming, and the state of tea is beautiful. Qin Yi laughed: "Looking at my sister's painting, I always felt that there was going to be another tea in it."

"This is a painting practice, not filled with spirit." Ju Yun glared at him: "I think you want a lot of tea."

"No, no, a sufficient foot." Qin Yi said, put his hands on her waist.

Yun Juyun didn't make any money either, turning his head to look at his profile: "You haven't studied painting for a long time. Should you just give up?"

Yi Qin said: "The interest is still there, but now I choose to become utilitarian, knowing that in the short term there will be no accomplishment in painting the road, and I will not spend my mind here. What can be motivated can only be things that are beneficial to the battle situation."

"Although you know that you are stressed and need to be utilitarian, your mood is calmed down and useful for spiritual practice." Ju Yun said, "From the beginning, you did not learn how to study the flute, but to express affection. Landscapes, washing the soul. It's the same now, when you pick up again, you shouldn't give up. "

Qi Qin Yi got up and gave a ceremony: "Sister said rightly."

Yun Juyun laughed and said, "Will you split your soul?"

Qin Yi smiled: "How can it be so easy ... people are complicated in themselves, if a character label is not Qin Yi, but the person in the picture."

Yun Juyun thought deeply: "If the person in my painting can be so complicated and diverse, it is a great achievement."

Qin Yi spread out an empty drawing paper and laughed, "Sister teach me?"

The two of them were next to each other, Qin Yi raised his pen to paint, and Ju Yun drew his finger lightly and pointed ~ www.readwn.com ~ The nose is fragrant around the nose, the words are fluttering lightly, the red sleeves are sweet, and the sky is comfortable.

Qi Qin Yi was so relaxed and conscious that he was a little bit better at painting.

He painted Dongtian, the wall of the cave, clear water and clear lake. Linghua green grass, light breeze came.

Yun Ju Yun also looked very satisfied and laughed, "Is there a poem?"

By questioning, He quietly moved away a little.

I have been so close to each other for a long time ... I really do n’t know how Qin Yi can paint well.

Qi Qin Yi turned her head to look at her faintly flushed face, and smiled: "With words, true Taoist words."

Yun Ju Yun was curious: "Oh? Write and see."

Qin Yi waved the pen and took away the dragon and snake: "The sky is full of spring and the mountains are full of wild flowers. The clouds gather and the rain converges, Xiao Qing is smoky, and the sky is full of pillows. Gaoyiyiyi, opened her arms, relieved her sleep."

"..." Ju Yun 岫 looked redder and said, "Are you sure you wrote this fairy cave?"

"Why not? This is not what I wrote. It was written by a Taoist man named Changchun."

"No matter what you do, the taste from your pen is very strange!"

"I'm not pure, sister." Qin Yi blinked, put aside the brush and whispered, "What kind of cloud collection rain do you think of?"

After dwelling in the clouds, Qin Yi continued to overwhelm, and unknowingly lay down on the edge of the pool, turning into a pool by the edge of the pool, letting go of sleep.

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