Asked The Red Dust

The night is quiet.

Qin Yibu was cleaning the blood of the war in the bath barrel, and he didn't even know where he was flying.

This is the Prince's Mansion where the battle was fought. After the royal palace was trampled into ruins, this is the best courtyard in the entire Xihuang, and it was rightfully used by Li Qingjun and Qin Yi as walking hoops.

There was a battle with the inner family who had crouched down and knelt in front of the house waiting for the release. Li Qingjun's face next to it was of course, almost waiting for Qin Yi to pick up the meaning of playing.

Qin Yi knew that this was the common sense of war. If the war broke through Nanli, the female families of the Nanli people, even Li Qingjun himself, would not know what kind of ending he would suffer.

But he didn't do anything after all, waved these women away. As for their future destiny, he was too lazy to say anything. Under Li Qingjun's hands, it would never be too miserable.

Take care of your own three views. You can't control other things. What's more, the appearance of these Xihuang women can't really mention his interest. He is accustomed to the beauty of the world like Li Qingjun's Minghe Chengcheng, and the ordinary vulgar powder is really boring.

His thoughts are more on the ancestor of Mangshan.

Even in the demon city faced with the fight of nine deaths and life, there is no shock to him in a short moment today.

Even if people do n’t even plan to touch you, there is no danger in theory, but what if he wants to kill? Then die!

Therefore, Qin Yi would be very nervous, and summoned Minghe before he finished speaking.

That's the feeling that life and death are only among others' thoughts, only when he "want or not".

A cognition like ants, life and death entrusted to other people's thoughts, this trembling from the soul.

What if he changes his mind? Or on a whim, suddenly want to slaughter Nanli?

Who can wait for death with resistance?

Countless "I want to be a strong man" through the predecessors, mostly from this kind of trembling. In front of that kind of difference, I felt too small. Even if you do n’t plan to control who overrides others, you ca n’t even control your own destiny, let alone any ideals or pursuits.

Is planning to live in a mountain village, can it really be peaceful? A Donghuazi can toss you to death.

Looking back at the beginning and the end of his own mountain, facing the curse of powerlessness, holding the monster's cold air in the demon city, changing his life for nine lives, until now when he thinks he succeeded, he found out that life and death are only thought of by others ...

Qin Yi for the first time had a feeling of being weak and sinful.

This is a truly powerful world, and everything that is easy and clean is fake.

Only strength is true.

"I feel you have a condensed faith." The tassel leaning on the side of the barrel suddenly said: "Are you determined to be so abrupt."

"It's not awkward, awesome." Qin Yi whispered: "It's not until this moment that I have this ambition, I'm too slow."

"Oh? What is your intention?"

"Li Qinglin didn't have enough circumstances and did everything he could for his own ambitions." Qin Yi slowly said: "And I obviously have you, but I was born in a blessing without knowing the blessing, without a goal, and drifting with the waves, I am not as far away as he is. Carry on. "

"Ha ..." Tassel smiled and said: "Don't you already cultivate immortals?"

"That's different. Previously, I cultivated immortals, and I was half interested in you and half for you." Qin Yi sighed: "I haven't thought about it, that is actually a must to control my own destiny."

Partly interested and partly for you ... Tassel tasting for a while, laughing: "Why do you suddenly become conscious now?"

"This time is too compact. I have no room to think about it. Today the dust is settled, and I finally have the heart to summarize the past."

"What did you summarize?"

"I have already realized something in the demon city. I am lacking in strength and suffocating everywhere. Others can only discriminate against others, and can't beat anyone's face, swallowing it. That's all. Picking a fruit requires hard work. If it is really powerful, these things are not easy? Why is it so hard. If it is so strong, I can even break the arrogance of the two countries and find Cheng Cheng for Dan?

"Poof ......"

"Uh, I'm sorry, did you miss the second grade? The last sentence is a bit of a daydream, but the truth is this, even if you have the strength of Minghe, you won't be so passive."

"Almost the same. What else?"

"And what savages are ancestors today, I am so coquettish, I'm really afraid that I will get nowhere to be put to death with one finger. Or that sentence, with Minghe's strength, at least he has to weigh one or two?"

"Pooh hahaha ... yes yes yes."

Qin Yi ignored it and continued: "Besides the destruction of the Western Desolation and the abuse of women, this is the end that is not strong enough. Thinking about when Nanli almost came across such a situation, it shuddered. I must at least have enough strength to protect Qingjun! What if the old ancestor of Mangshan changed his mind and got back again? "

A mace rolled on the ground with a smile.

Qin Yi looked at it with a black line: "Is it so funny?"

"No, no." The mace rolled for several laps, and finally stopped, laughing: "In fact, you can't blame you for these things, because you never have time to practice well. Do you hide and practice for a few years and go to the Rift The daylily is cold, although the result is similar ... Poof ... "

"Objectively, there may indeed be no time to make me stronger." Qin Yi shook his head and said: "But have you ever had such a will in your heart, the meaning is different."

"Hahaha ..." The mace started rolling again.

Qin Yi stared at it angrily.

"Okay, okay." Tassel smiled and said: "Hey, have you ever thought that if you have this kind of strong obsession, it is not suitable for practice?"

"This is not obsession." Qin Yi thought for a while, and said: "If you are determined to be obsessed, then no one can practice, because they also want to practice the practice, and further" establishment. " Yes, that's a fart. "

Tassel praised: "Do you know how many people can't tell this? You are a natural monk by your spirituality."

Qin Yi didn't have a good air: "Don't continue to laugh at?"

"I laughed because I looked at you as a fool who can sit and never stand, and suddenly became full-fledged and full of energy, it was funny, not mocking my determination." Tassel smiled: "Know why I have been instigating you to be in Red dust rolls over? That's because I was waiting for today. I have been in Xianji Village all my life, how about this moment? "

"Who said the fool?"

The tassel didn't put on a set, just said: "I only hope that you are not a **** one, but there is a firm path."

Qin Yi silently for a moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Seriously said: "Even if it is just to restore your body, I must become stronger. Your recovery is definitely not something that can be done by ordinary strength. I doubt Cheng Cheng or the savages today. The ancestors ’strengths may not be achievable."

Tassels went quiet.

After a while, he suddenly said, "You can't stay in Nanli if you have this ambition. Even if you are qualified to be the emperor of the south, you will take all the resources from the south to the west, but in the end, southern Xinjiang is short of resources. Without room for experience, sitting for a hundred years is nothing more than a piano state of mind, useless. "

"I had never planned to stay in Nanli."

"What about Li Qingjun?" Tassel asked leisurely.

Qin Yi was about to answer, there was a knock on the door, Li Qingjun said: "Qin Yi, I'm in."

"Hey, hey, I'm taking a bath."

"It's not that I haven't seen you take a bath." Li Qingjun directly pushed in the door.

Qin Yi shrank back into the bucket.

Seeing him, Li Qingjun pulsed and smiled, and his pretty face was a little red, but his eyes did not dodge.

She also came from the bath, faded the armor on the battlefield, faded the blood-stained robes, a long skirt, standing in the pavilion, the evening wind brushed her hair, the fragrance was scattered in the house, charming heart and lungs.

Between the two of them, the past scenes flashed in glory, but the sea and the mulberry fields are never the same again.

Li Qingjun turned and closed the door, and turned his back to look down and whispered: "You ... those Xihuang women today, you can choose the service at will, why not?"

In the night of the lone man and the widow, he talked about such a topic when he was taking a shower. Qin Yi seemed to realize something, and his throat moved, and answered, "I can't look down."

"Then ..." Li Qingjun bit his lower lip with a mosquito voice: "Do you want me ..."