Asked The Red Dust

The little girl in the painting looked at Qin Yi froze, and Qin Yi froze at the woman in yellow.

What and what ...

What is the history of Nanli, and that kind of stuff is generally compiled by future generations. Could it be two months of Dongfu, a hundred years in the world?

No, when I went out of the cave, I went to beat the Hanmen. The villagers said that I had n’t seen Eun Gong in more than two months.

Oh yeah, life note, after all, his relationship is all related to the King Princess Regent, maybe a few pens? Do you still have some records?

But you saw it? Where did you peep?

Besides, you have read the book and recorded me, so you know me?

Fairy you ...

Oh yes, this is indeed the cultivation of immortals, and the immortals are right.

Qin Yi knocked his head, and his head was confused.

Trying to sense each other's practice, but found that the vast sea seems to be much more unpredictable than the Chenghe peak of the Minghe River and Ningdan Peak.

"Hui ... Brother Huiyang?"

This seemingly sleepy and confused woman is a big brother of Huiyang. I do n’t know how many layers of Huiyang ... If the old cadavers do n’t count, this might be the strongest person I have seen since I stepped into practice. .

But she looked like she was in her twenties at most, with a confused face, eyes stunned, and a slight squint at Qin Yi, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Is it just awake or a little myopic? Say there are myopia cultivators? You are not teasing me ...

Qin Yi was dizzy when she woke up, her clothes were loose and loose, and she could see deep ditches.

Obviously very strong practice, but did not bring any pressure to Qin Yi, but instead the brain filled out the intellectual tutor.avi scene what is going on ...

The woman seemed to have a clear look at Qin Yi's appearance, and she stood up straight with satisfaction, whispering softly: "Guo Qin Yier, also a mountain alchemist. At the beginning, King Wulie was the prince and went to Xianshan with Princess Zhaoyang. Gu Yucaolu is walking with him. Tomorrow, Donghua, Wulie Baishou, Yi Nai go to the Rift Valley alone, as Wang Yanshou. When the time comes, the jade has been burnt, and Yi saves the orphan girl from the sea of ​​fire. , Quite powerful. Qiankun is determined, Yi is not subject to merit, drifting away, Wang Shenjing, is the virtual country teacher, and will wait for Yigui forever.-This is "Nanli Characters", the emperor consulted by the emperor , Compiled and compiled by the messenger after returning to China. "

Qin Yi listened silently, sighing with regret in his heart.

It was just enough for the emissaries to compile the characters. This record can be regarded as an objective statement, and the details are a bit wrong, such as missing their emotional drama with Li Qingjun? This content sounds like what Li Qingjun told the messenger himself, and most of them are not embarrassed to talk about emotional drama.

But then again, you have read this kind of corner book, it is really amazing.

Listening to others saying their "history", they really became a "man in the book", this experience is really indescribable, Qin Yi sighed, really do not know what mood at this time.

He was silent for a moment, and his words turned into words: "Sure enough, there are only a few strokes, in fact, you can write a hundred chapters."

The woman's eyes lit up: "Hundred chapters, do you write? I'll read if you write."

Qin Yifu: "I can't write."

The woman sighed, and it seemed that at this time she found that her clothes were not well-dressed, and her face was slightly red, and she adjusted her shirt.

The lazy and confused look was gone, and it really became intellectual and elegant, like the kind of girls who have been inspired by paintings and paintings since childhood, but they are now hiding in the mountains and forests. They have the kind of book atmosphere and the sense of detachment in Yunxiu. It is beautiful.

Qin Yi looked dumbfounded.

This is also a kind of fairy beauty. It is different from Minghe's remoteness. Although it is also a little lingering, it is more intimate.

The woman actually performed a scholarship ceremony: "People outside the mountains have seen the people in the book."

Qin Yi shook his head and said, "As I stand here, I am no longer in the book."

The woman blinked and smiled slightly: "How long has it been like a dream in spring, and there is no place to look like the cloud. After all, a illusion is in front of her, or it is not as good as the word in the book."

He turned and stretched, slapped his mouth and yawned back: "As soon as I saw the person in the book, I'd rather go to bed today. It's better to sleep. Qingcha, treat me for my guests."

So you've been talking about it for a long time, but it's actually the death of light?

Qin Yi half opened her mouth and watched her back into the house. She couldn't remember how many times she stayed today. Did you organize your clothes to congregate and salute, it turned out not to say a few words to the guests, but to go back to bed to say goodbye?

The people here are really not normal ...

"That, this brother ..."

Qin Yi looked down, and the little girl named Qingcha sat on the ground and looked up at him, her big eyes as pure as the clear dew on the camellia beside her.

"Did you come here to visit the teacher, or visit friends, or beg for marriage?"

"Uh? Courting?"

"Master said that when I came here, I wouldn't say anything directly, but if I didn't leave, most of them were trying to me ..." Qingcha looked at him pitifully: "Don't try to me, I'm so small."

Qin Yi has a black line in his forehead: "I don't mean that I don't want to leave here. Most of them are attempts to your master. What are you trying to do with your female film that has no hair?"

When the words didn't fall, I saw that Qingcha ran and ran away: "Master, Master, this man said he had an attempt to you."

Qin Yi: "?"

A lazy woman ’s voice came from inside the house: “Having painting skills, not learning to paint. A lot of literacy, but not reading. The cocoon in the hand is not a pen and ink, but a weapon. The Tao is there, everyone can see and know This is the case. There are so few. No matter you ask the teacher for help, please come back. "

Qin Yi finally understood the reason for her death after seeing the person in the book.

Without the imagination of the master teacher she imagined, it was just a layman.

Qingcha is knocking on the door: "Master, don't pretend, it's rare that someone wants you, you don't think you will just read and paint like a nerd, nor say you sleep like a pig every day ..."

Somehow, there was a soft breath that **** the tea, and then he rested heavily on the ground and sat on the split.

Tea is sore with tears.

Qin Yi laughed dumbly and suddenly thought it was fun ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ These 10,000 Dao Xian Palace, the two hills, are almost two worlds. I really don't know how much fun this so-called "world of truth" has.

But Qin Yi also has a sense of "excitement". It seems that it is not meaningful to observe Wan Dao, and it is not helpful for his piano heart breakthrough. I am afraid that it will be similar to look elsewhere.

However, Tassel's perspective on these is different, and he has to look at Tassel's opinions. He secretly asked tassel: "Do you want to see anything else?"

Tassel said: "Today is also full. The sky is going to be late, look at it tomorrow. But we are so shallow, just like walking around and looking at flowers, the income is too shallow. I suggest staying here tonight, talk with this woman, say There may be income-a calligrapher and calligrapher in the Huiyang Realm, hey, it is really amazing. "

Qin Yi squatted down and asked Qingcha: "Sister, do you keep guests here?"

Qingcha looked at him like a pervert: "Go down the mountain, the right arm of the stone turtle, Qunfangyuan in the town is for you. Look at me with such a wretched look, be careful I hit you."

"Why am I so trivial? This is obviously kind."

Qingcha suspected: "Really?"

"Really!"

"Oh." The little girl scratched her head: "I really want to be my teacher?"

"Can the little girl's family grasp the point? All I want is accommodation, can it be understood?"

"Come with me." Qingcha pulled his sleeve toward the guest house and whispered: "I tell you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, painting, as long as you can touch her, maybe I can be my teacher. "

"I said just borrow ..."

"I've heard a lot of such excuses, and in the end, it wasn't all packed by Master and thrown down the mountain. This old-fashioned routine can't deceive smart tea."