Asked The Red Dust

"Master Uncle, are you really leaving?"

A deserted island in the sea, Qingcha pulled Qin Yi's clothes corner, his nose twitched: "I didn't play with Uncle Shi this time."

Qin Yi squatted down, touched her dull hair, and said softly: "Uncle Shi also wants to play with Qingcha ... but Uncle Shi has a lot to do."

Is really like a parent before going out to work, being reluctant to be held by the children at home. In fact, Qingcha is no longer a child. She has always been a girl of 13th and 4th.

But this heart is pure, just like a child.

Qingcha sniffed her nose and said, "Master said the same. She said that if Master Uncle had a choice, she would probably wish to lie down on Yurendao Yeshengshengge for a lifetime."

"..." Qin Yi smelled the vinegar from the air.

Why do you say Yuren Island, not Jianmu Mountain?

Sour taste has covered the sea breeze.

Qin Yi looked back, and faintly saw the distant top of the building wood, his coat fluttering and his eyes quietly fixed.

The eyes of the two people looked at each other across a thousand miles, but they were like in front of them. The idea of ​​Qianyuan is already very Xuanqi.

Sister is not to send each other, just afraid to leave.

She parted many times, and the more she hated the feeling of farewell.

The soul ecstasy is nothing more than that. Qin Yi can fully understand what kind of thoughts such as the sister Wenwen Qing at this time.

Everyone met in a foreign country this time, and it was very different. Now that the big event is over, I thought I could have been at the top of Jianmu for at least a few months without shame or ignorance, and it would be a big deal to go to Yuren Island ... then I didn't say a word, and left in a blink of an eye.

Who is willing?

But how big is Kunlun's fortune, and there are counts of them. Sister herself is not suitable to go and has little interest. You can't say that you don't want to go anymore. Staying at home ... That's called dragging your feet. Ju Yunxiu doesn't do such sand sculptures. .

So I sent a tea as a farewell representative, and there was an Ann beside me.

Qin Yi withdrew his gaze and touched the dullness of the tea again: "Soon, Kunlun's hypocrisy is not an adventure secret? Can it still be a big world? Maybe I came out. You are still building wood. Let's go. "

Qingcha grinned: "The uncle came back early and showed Qingcha the painting."

"Drawing book?" Qin Yi glanced at An An.

An An shrank.

I didn't understand the tea, and was very happy to say: "Yeah draw the essence."

"The painter of this book, Qing Cha, must cheer." Qin Yi quietly attached her ears: "Secretly draw a few pictures of your master, remember not to be seen by others, wait for me to quietly give me appreciation."

Clean tea fist: "Okay!"

An An twitched her mouth for a long time before whispering: "Sir, your personal design ..."

"Ah?" Qin Yi was very surprised: "Do you have any misunderstandings about my people?"

Anan sighed helplessly: "Is this Qianyuan?"

Qin Yi smiled: "I don't know why, once I saw a predecessor, Qiandao Qianyuan, it was so high that it was not in the world. After Qianyuan, I feel like there is no big difference ..."

"What's the difference?"

"Maybe ... just something more firm." Qin Yi said: "An An, if you don't understand, you can ask my sister more ... Sister Dao's heart is clear, detached, and it is my lead. You want to ask, should Learn her, do n’t learn me, I ’m not a good thing. "

An'an face was red.

Learn her, learn her, make that kind of voice?

An'an really didn't have much interest in finding others to study. What attracted her was only Qin Yi itself. But she couldn't really say such a thing. She looked at him for a long time by biting her lower lip, and finally pulled out a jewel: "Mr. with this thing is good for this trip."

Qin Yi dumbfounded, Dinghai Shenzhu?

"Do you want to give me anything like this?"

"Just borrow ..." An An hesitated for a while and whispered: "I heard that there is sea in Kunlun's emptiness. An An can't help Mr. Mr. anything, I just hope Mr. is safe."

Qin Yi looked at her for a while, knowing that this kind of thing that is useful for life-saving is nothing hypocritical, so she cherishes it carefully: "I will definitely give it back to you, rest assured."

An'an turned his head: "Mr. Believe."

The sound of the air broke, and the prisoner appeared beside him, handing over a piece of clothing: "I didn't expect the time to be so tight, the clothes were still in a hurry, and I could not help it."

Qin Yi looked at the next tea.

Then I remembered that my clothes were transformed into clouds in the past two days. I do n’t know what the “essence” looks like in this girl ’s eyes. Could it be that they have been running for two days?

Qingcha's eyes are shiny, and he seems to be reminded of something.

Qin Yi doesn't know what Qing tea is doing in her brain this time, her book may be going to a strange place ...

He twitched his mouth helplessly and took over the shirt.

The first reaction was so heavy. Looking at the blue shirt on the surface, I did n’t know what was added, so heavy.

The imprisoned cow said lightly: "Into a piece of domineering armor on the back."

Dominate tortoiseshell!

Writing T-shirt, read as heavy armor?

Prisoner said: "Your vest is originally biased towards the legal system. In fact, it's not very good to play like the barbarians of your kind. Now it's suitable ... In addition, the armor under the hegemony is not just physical. The guardianship of all kinds of fortune-telling may bounce back and forth—although your life is hard to count, it is heaven and earth, and you ca n’t grasp it. This is the real guardianship right now. "

"Thanks." Qin Yicheng offered a gift and put on his clothes.

Sure enough, still used to look like a T-shirt, but the pattern is a little different, it looks like a new one. I can feel the increase in all kinds of demon power, mainly related to the water system and wood system, filling in the relatively lacking vitality of the previous Rift Valley demon city.

The real cassowary.

Qin Yi is very skeptical. Now if he wants to take his heart out, his claws can't wear this dress at all.

This is already the strongest vest that can be made artificially ... I want to look for it a little bit more like a congenital lotus, just like the Jianmu lotus picked by the dog at the right time? A piece of lotus flower alone may not be practical for this dress.

The prisoner said: "I know that you went to Kunlun for the sake of the predecessor ... so what do you want to do ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I don't remind you, here is the part I have been to The location map, you keep it, maybe useful. "

Took the jade jade handed over by the prisoner, Qin Yi deeply expressed: "Before going to the sea, I had some bad misunderstandings about you, Qin Yi thanked him."

The prison cow waved his hand, if there was a deep meaning in his eyes: "There is nothing misunderstood ... so self-styled, secluded and secluded, these kinds of criticisms cannot escape. If you and the senior ... have future gains, you and I will discuss it again."

As the names of some people in the sky can not be mentioned randomly, the name of the tassel in the mouth of the prison bull is never announced.

Everyone knows, Qin Yi nodded: "Don't do it."

Speaking and turning around, it feels like there is a feeling, and the sound of the piano sounded at the top of Jianmu.

Qu said "Plucking Wei".

Qin Yi looked back again, looking at the coat covered in the clouds at the top of Jianmu.

The two worlds have different civilizations and similar emotions.

The way of piano music, ultimately points to the same end point.

Plucking Wei picking Wei, Wei also stop. Return to return, return to old age.

The room is homeless, the reason for Xunxian. Not to mention Qiju, the reason for 狃 狁.

Wings of mocking wind fluttered and disappeared in an instant.

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