My Simping System

Although 　　 Youshui Village is deserted, its space is large enough, just a thatched house with a courtyard for rest and coolness.

　　 Yu Qian sat on the swing she woven, swaying gently, her eyes fell on the nearby red brick house.

　　 That is the house of the village chief’s family, and her grandma used to live there.

　　 The dark clouds of the shameless sun shrouded overhead, surged violently, but dissipated in a dramatic and perfunctory manner.

　　 More than ten years ago, a certain unknown demonic cultivator could change their perception with a wave of his hand.

　　 More than ten years later, people who came from Zhongzhou from afar can easily change their lives by just waving their hands.

　　 The breeze that was set off between the waves of the upper monks was a huge storm for the wasteland like Beisheng.

　　 Yu Qian is an orphan, who was originally adopted by the people of Youshui Village, and her inner temperament is a bit precocious.

　　 But at this moment, she still needs a lot of time to reconcile her mentality, and she doesn't even know how to face the neighborhood of Youshui Village in the future.

　　 "Hoo——"

　　 Yu Qian stretched out, leaving all these thoughts behind.

　　 "Forget it, what do you want to do, let him go."

　　 "Speaking of which, they... well, are you done."

　　 While muttering to herself, Yu Qian turned around and stared at the thatched house.

　　 There is always an inexplicable illusion——

　　 As long as the two immortals inside make a little effort, the straw house will collapse.

　　 The historic thatched house that survived heavy winds and heavy rains and passed through the dark days is likely to be shaken apart by two immortals!

　　 "A bit curious."

　　 "I want to see... them, how they taught me."

　　 Yu Qian put those messy thoughts behind her.

　　 Then came this curiosity.

　　 Strong curiosity drove her to the door, quietly pressed her ears, and listened carefully to the sounds in the room.

　　 Quietly, there is no sound at all.

　　 It stands to reason, if that kind of lesson is true, the battle will be great.

　　Especially the two sides are still immortals, so the battle will definitely be thunderous, the sky will shake...then the flood will release the floodgate.

　　 stalemate for a moment, still unable to hear any sound, Yu Qian quietly stretched out her hand again.

　　 The door is not locked.

　　 She took a deep breath and carefully pushed open the door crack, trying to see the "lessons" that might happen in the house.

　　 Suddenly, there were harsh sounds from the door.

　　 crunch——

　　 Yu Qian suddenly panicked.

"Who?"

　　 Ye An's sound came from inside the house.

　　 Then there was a gust of wind blowing and opening the door.

"Oops."

　　 Yu Qian stood awkwardly at the door, lonely, with an awkward smile, and said, "Yes, it's me."

　　 "Excuse me, I'm sorry to disturb the immortal...'s lesson."

　　 For a while, she stuttered a little.

　　 but at this time also saw the scene inside the house clearly, nothing bad happened, Ye An was just reading a book quietly by himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yu Qian was a little at a loss.

　　 "Lesson?"

　　 Ye An said, "It's over."

　　 "Huh?" Yu Qian was taken aback for a while, and subconsciously said: "This, so fast?"

　　 Ye An frowned slightly, put down the scroll he had previously obtained from the ruins of the tomb, and slowly got up.

　　 He sighed deeply, his tone was profound, "What do you think it means to be so fast?"

　　 "Come and take a look."

　　 Yu Qian nodded, then hurriedly walked forward, "Oh oh."

　　 saw Ye An suddenly gearing up.

　　 Yu Qian bit her scalp, for some reason, as if she could see the miserable battlefield on the bed——

　　 stepped forward and took a closer look.

　　 Nothing happened.

　　 Serene and quiet, but...

　　"?"

　　 Yu Qian slowly typed a question mark.

　　 "Ah this."

　　 "So the so-called lesson you said was just a prank on the face of my sister?"

　　 While looking at Qixi who was quiet and moving in his sleep, his fair and pretty face was stained with jet black ink strokes.

　　 I don't know why, Yu Qian is a little speechless.

　　 "What kind of graffiti painting."

　　 Ye An was a little surprised, and then said: "It's such a big ‘positive’ character, I don’t think you understand it."

　　 "Positive?"

　　 Yu Qian pondered for a moment, then shook her head, and asked: "I don't understand, what do you mean?"

　　 "Furthermore, I wrote a straight line on one side, but I only drew a horizontal and a vertical on the other side.

　　 Ye An looked at her without speaking.

　　 He knows Yu Qian's so-called "teaching" idea, and he also wants to molest the female emperor.

　　 However, it seems that they don't really understand what "zheng" means.

　　 opened a stalk, and no one answered it. At this moment, Ye An was a bit embarrassed and suddenly fell into a cold.

　　 "……"

　　 "In fact, it's meaningless."

　　 Ye An said perfunctorily, "That is exactly what the righteous person means."

　　 Yu Qian fell into deep thought, and suddenly said, "I don't know why, but I always feel that you painted this to my sister--it should be a very glamorous thing."

　　 Ye An: "……"

　　 "You don't need to understand this kind of thing, in fact, you guessed it right."

　　 "噫——"

　　 Yu Qian shuddered and said, "Go and wipe it off for my sister, I'll get a basin of water."

　　 said, she had just stepped out to leave.

　　 However, it was too late, but suddenly there was movement when Qixi was asleep.

　　 "Woo...yawn."

　　 Qixi opened her eyes slightly, her eyes tired.

　　 She yawned lazily, and suddenly noticed something ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and rubbed her side face.

　　 The perception of the gods is very obvious, even if it is a sound thousands of miles away, even if it is the brushstrokes on the face out of thin air.

"what?"

　　 Qixi felt the strangeness on her face and touched her finger lightly.

　　 Immediately, the invisible killing intent fell, and the coldness enveloped the house.

　　 Yu Qian was too late to leave the house and was also affected, and she felt cold behind her back.

　　 "Ye An."

　　 Qixi's mouth sinks, her pretty face is serious, and the cold expression in her eyes seems to kill.

　　 "You are such a kid."

　　 Her tone was very low. When she finished speaking, she waved her sleeves and erased the black text on her face.

　　 Ye An: "……"

　　 Qixi glanced at the line of sight, looked at the person behind Ye An, and said: "Yu Qian, you go out first."

　　 "I will teach him a lesson and give him a long memory, you don't want to come in."

　　 Yu Qian forced a smile and nodded slightly, "Okay."

　　 This meeting, I am afraid that the lesson is really just a lesson.

　　 Of course, Yu Qian is also whimsical. If he is taught a lesson, will he turn in a certain direction?

　　 After all, she had also heard of it. There will always be celestial fighting, fights, and fights, and then hit the bed for some reason. The most common occurrence among these is the rumored Hehuan Sect...

　　 "I slipped away."

　　 left the house and closed the door with his backhand. Yu Qian sullenly started swinging again.

　　 But this time she kept her ears up, listening carefully to the movement in the house.

　　 Although she is young, she is only a teenager, about the same age as Ye An.

　　 But in fact, for certain aspects of knowledge, she knows far more than the Temple Empress.