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At the next moment, Qin Yi's big hand went in without saying a word.

Meng Qingying's eyes widened and she was ignorant.

I just refused, and I was right, the appearance of a gentleman, and even blushed with shame!

I just followed the previous routine and made a gesture to say hi, but also wanted to see him continue to hold back in a state of frustration. It was very interesting. Most of him still wanted to be a gentleman, and he was very bearable.

But I never thought that he really touched it!

true! of! touch!

Rub it twice!

"I am not a villain in danger, but it does not mean that I am really a saint!" Qin Yi gritted his teeth: "What are you, demon girls, when I am an eunuch? It's not me who suffers. dare?"

Meng Qingying was tight all over, he held his breath, and even the cheek swelled up, and he collapsed back a long time ago, stiffly saying, "You, what are you going to do?"

Qin Yi leaned close and looked at her eyes: "What do you want me to do?"

Approaching at such a close distance, such as the feeling of powerlessness on the top of the mountain, Meng Qingying suddenly flashed in his eyes.

This kind of feeling is very strange. In fact, he is not too afraid of him to do that, but there is a kind of panic that is powerless and fragile, everything is controlled by others, she can't resist no matter what the other party wants ... This feeling makes her very uncomfortable , Will be afraid.

Qin Yi smiled: "Obviously my mana was sealed, my life and death were in my hands, and I was always picky and provocative, and the words inside and out suggest that ... now should I know that playing with fire will burn himself?"

Meng Qingying bit her lower lip, and the panic in her eyes gradually turned into a charming, silky voice: "Since life and death are hanging in your hands, shouldn't you just be honest and serve your lord, instead of caring ? Why did I just force you to explain clearly and tremblingly, I beg you to understand. "

Qin Yi's eyes moved, and he whispered: "No need."

Maybe it wasn't trembling, but she was relying on her inexplicable excitement in this direction. She didn't know whether to convince Qin Yi or herself.

But it must be admitted that her self-defense still worked, at least Qin Yi dispelled her initial disgust.

Qin Yi didn't distinguish her true intentions. Her big hand rubbed it again deliberately. Meng Qingying looked at him blushing, biting her lower lip: "Are you comfortable?"

Qin Yi left her body, and she already had a scarf on her hand. He sniffed at his nose and smiled, "What do you say I want to do? Obviously you called me to get something."

When he left, Meng Qingying felt somewhat "sure enough".

He was n’t really that kind of person after all ... Probably just provoked to show that he was n’t a saint intentionally, "Do n’t mess with me"?

Actually a little childish.

But as soon as he left, the feeling of oppression and powerlessness disappeared a lot, and Meng Qingying was relieved in his heart, and he did not continue to engage in death. Looking at Qin Yi's pretentious sniffing of silk scarves, her eyes were a little complicated, and she sighed softly: "Did you smell a familiar breath?"

Qin Yi was stunned: "It's not your breath."

Meng Qingying seemed to be a non-smile: "Is it familiar with my breath now? Is it better than Minghe?"

Qin Yi: "..."

Meng Qingying said lightly: "That's Minghe's towel."

Qin Yi's eyes widened.

"Minghe and the ancient corpses were fighting, and two magic weapons were shot down at the entrance of the rear medicine garden ... I don't know what battle situation you were at that time. I let the powerful magic weapon be lost and not recovered. Anyway, I picked it up as soon as I entered the door. . "

Qin Yi pursed her lips and looked down at the doily. In her mind, the Minghe Festival flashed the doily and was blown away by the ancient corpses. Then it became her long hair scattered and lying in her arms.

He could not help revealing a touch of tenderness.

Meng Qingying looked at it, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, could not help but blurt out: "Is this towel and handkerchief together, are you comfortable?"

Qin Yi looked a little embarrassed: "That handkerchief ... I don't have any other flying implements yet. I will use it first, and I will return you later ..."

"No need to pay it back, especially when you have this towel."

"..."

"This towel is the treasure of Tengyun. It is offensive and defensive, and it is extremely sharp." Meng Qingying pouted: "When breaking through Tengyun, the effect of carrying Xiaodan robbery is particularly good. Is it almost the same as your Devil's Weeping Jade? "

Qin Yi was a little hesitant. What he wanted was mainly for the tassel's soul, not a magic weapon to help Teng Yun break through. Meng Qingying might have misunderstood. Of course, this is the Minghe thing. He must definitely get it back. If he has to return it to Minghe in the future, he cannot refuse it.

Seeing his look, Meng Qingying said lightly: "There is one more thing that Minghe has lost."

Qin Yi immediately remembered the stupa magic weapon, which was also shot down by ancient corpses.

This thing is also in Meng Qingying's arms ... Her bellyband is embroidered with a layer at the position of her heart. The layer is self-contained. Just like the ring space, it will not affect the feeling of the bellyband on the body, but the space Treasures have some flavors that can be personally protected, with some effects.

The effect of this stupa is to suppress evil spirits, and it can be used to resist the demon when breaking through the Tengyun. Of course, it also has some uses for soul cultivation.

It is likely that these two things were originally prepared by Minghe to prepare for the breakthrough of Tengyun. As a result, Meng Qingying was all cheap ... Otherwise, it is not easy to break through Tengyun with her net worth, so that battle It ’s not necessary to say how much she suffered.

"It's cheap for me, but that's my spoils, but now I'm cheap for you." Meng Qingying saw what he meant and turned his head aside: "If you want to touch it, you have touched it. Not bad to touch again. "

Qin Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "Curse me again, are you starting to die again?"

"Just curse you? What do you dare to touch and dare to do more?"

"What am I ..."

This dead woman, at once soft, serious, and provocative, did not know how her mood changed, like her peaks ...

In fact, the touch is really good ... but now it is indescribable.

Qin Yi looked at his palm, and Meng Qingying clearly turned his head away, but Yu Guang in the corner of his eyes secretly looked at it.

Dialogue is taking place in Qin Yizhihai.

"Awesome, did I go bad ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I really want to tell her how to break it."

"Come on, conquer her, ravage her, whip her, let her lie there and breathe out with breathless breath! Let her pretend that she can pretend to be better than me, and the mana is sealed so powerful, I yuck."

"It's a mistake to ask you." Qin Yi was so angry and funny, but the impulse was suppressed by the tassel's exaggerated dialogue, and he simply reached into Meng Qingying's arms.

The palm touches the apron mezzanine, and the consciousness can see the things inside. I only took out the silk scarf before, it was because ... my mind was really transferred by the touch in my hand.

That position is the most terrible position. As long as it is pressed on it, it is the heart and horse. Who cares what is inside, and it is completely a subconscious choice to take out the scarf.

It was the same at this time. As the palm touched, Meng Qingying's face turned crimson, and Qin Yi's palm was reluctant to leave.

Time is still.

No one knows whether this is to take the pagoda, or simply to reach out.

Meng Qingying slowly raised his hand, pressed it on the back of his hand, and whispered: "To take this stupa, you can get another thing for me, otherwise I'm too bad."

Qin Yi didn't answer for a while.

Meng Qingying continued: "Of course, even my people are thinking about you at this time ... let alone take the pagoda, I can't help the person who wants me ... depends on what I know about Qin Yi. Gentleman. "

Qin Yi had to say: "What do you want?"

"You got the lingering clock from Dahuanxi Temple, give it to me."

It turned out to be this. Qin Yi didn't want the bell at all. He snatched it out and placed it next to Meng Qingying.

When this clock was not cast out, it looked like a slap-sized small bronze bell. Meng Qingying took it in his hand and looked up and down.

Qin Yi's hand was still in her arms, but she never said anything.