Asked The Red Dust

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Ju Yunxiu's third cup was certainly not completely drunk by Qin Yi.

In fact, if she wanted to, she could not even have a little alcohol, which could not affect her spirit at all. It's just that my mood is a little special today, and I just let go of it a little bit, and let the wine rush, let me have a dream.

What Qin Yi doesn't know is that Ju Yunxiu's dreams are similar to him, even more absurd.

For example, Qin Yi played Yun Xiu flute, and suddenly the flute became her home Yun Xiu, and was blown from head to toe.

Ju Yunxiu couldn't imagine his real face at that time, what virtue became red.

This wine "ridiculous dream" is what the dream's own subconscious mind is thinking ... that is, is he thinking about this?

It's ... then ... it must be an illusion.

In the last cup of dreams, I also taught painting personally. I am so touched and ambiguous. In the dream, Qin Yi is more courageous. While she is not paying attention, she quietly loops her hands and hugs her waist.

The current of that moment seemed to be substantial.

Ju Yunxiu was awakened by "electricity" and subconsciously stood up.

Look at the opposite Qin Yi sleeping on the stone table, apparently still in the deepest dream, Ju Yunxiu sighed, walked away a few steps with his head, wanting to stand by the pavilion and blow.

Passing Qin Yi's side, Qin Yi, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly raised her head and stretched out her hand, pulling her over.

I was caught off guard when I was caught, but I didn't think about evasion. But after being caught, Ju Yunxiu had 10,000 ways to break free. As long as she didn't want to go, Qin Yi wouldn't want to pull her for another hundred years.

However, she lost any response at once, and the practice beyond Qin Yi's unknown times did not show up at all, and she fell into Qin Yi's arms.

Qin Yi kissed the next moment.

Ju Yunxiu's mind was blank.

The subconscious man moved consciously and wanted to push away, but his mind was not sober. The dream and reality were intertwined, as if it were like a dream, otherwise how could the real Qin Yi be so bold? As if there was a voice saying to yourself, don't pretend, the dream tells you, isn't this what you subconsciously wait for?

It was so slow that the lips of the two had already joined.

Seeing that Qin Yi was still in a dream, Ju Yunxiu opened his eyes for a while, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

Anyway, he was just dreaming, he didn't know.

Then ... While he doesn't know, try this truth quietly.

Her hand moved, and finally she slowly hugged her back, hugged Qin Yi's neck, and closed her eyes and kissed.

Not far away, Qingcha covered her eyes, and opened her fingers quietly, watching secretly.

In fact, from a spectator perspective, the cliff-side pavilion, the breeze Xulai, under the shade of the trees, a pair of people embracing each other enthusiastically, can really enter the painting.

It's a pity that this beauty only lasted a short time.

Ju Yunxiu naively thought that Qin Yimeng had only this kind of gentleness. When she discovered that Qin Yi's hand was beginning to be irregular, she finally began to panic.

"What the **** did you dream about?"

She broke away from Qin Yi's arms with red ears, and jumped a few feet away at once, holding her belt angrily and anxiously: "You harlot, Dengzizi, nasty, you ..."

"Boom", Qin Yi planted back on the stone table and continued to sleep.

Ju Yunxiu was so angry that he must have dreamed of himself and that of him! Not kissed, it was there!

"No more dreams!"

Qin Yi ignored her.

Ju Yunxiu choked in his throat with a sigh of relief, and swept away: "Clean tea! Throw this wicked thief down the mountain, and thank you in door!"

Qingcha refused to go: "If I don't go, I will be gnawed after passing him."

Ju Yunxiu stomped and a mana was drawn directly on Qin Yi's face: "No dreams!"

Then he escaped into the house and slammed the door.

When Qin Yimeng was in the process of attacking the city, he was directly awakened and opened his eyes in confusion. Fang was faint in front of him, and Ju Yunxiu was gone.

"Uh, Qingcha, what about your master?"

Qingcha took a careful step back.

"What kind of expression, hissing, and face hurt." Qin Yi rubbed his face, and there was a little guess in his heart ... Who can beat him, of course, Ju Yunxiu.

Did what happened in the drunk just now? Offended her?

His expression instantly became very exciting. Just now, with the dream "Little Dragon Girl" version of Ju Yunxiu, what's going on ...

At this time, the road was dead, Qin Yi ran to the door and knocked: "Sister ..."

There was a calm voice from Ju Yunxiu: "Wake up?"

"Uh, wake up, just drunk, did not show any ugliness?"

"No, everything is fine." Ju Yunxiu said lightly: "I'm going to sleep, you go."

"Sister Sister has a good rest ..."

"Qin Yi ..."

"Ah, Sister, please tell me."

"You have been practicing monastery in Xiangong for four or five months?"

"No calculations, almost."

Ju Yunxiu was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "Your practice needs to be dynamic. It is not a good thing to blindly cultivate."

Qin Yi would like to say that he has not reached the threshold yet. The trial in the painting world is also useful. At least he can be repaired to the threshold of Yijin six floors all the way, maybe he can break through the later seven floors. And the room for the cultivation of Immortal Dao is even greater. It ’s not a big problem to practice with peace of mind. It ’s not a big problem to cultivate to Tengyun. , Can continue to rise, touch the Huiyang gate.

But that may take many years.

"Cultivation of Immortal Dao is a long journey, and it is a matter of a lifetime. If you plan to cultivate to a certain degree as a standard here, this kind of thinking is wrong." Ju Yunxiu said lightly: "It is because the Immortal Palace has limited help for your martial art , When you get to the 5th or 6th floor of Yijin, you should consider the combination of movement and static and go out to walk. "

This is reasonable, but Qin Yi is awkward to hear.

"Sister Sister, there is still a game with Tianjizi. I have just led the supervisor to prepare to come with them. At this time ..."

"Our game has lasted six or seven Jiazi, how about a moment?" Ju Yunxiu said: "As the master of this sect, this seat has missions to dispatch with you, should you be okay?"

Qin Yi sighed: "What does Sister want me to do?"

"I remember telling you ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Master once had a big friend and gave him a picture."

"Well, I said. Actually, I think there is a chance that the painting is complete ..."

"The big friend is now the royal ancestor of Dagan. He once had some friendship with Master. Master should bear with him. If his Dagan is overthrown, he doesn't care, but if he encounters any extraordinary power, he can ask us for help. A few days ago When you retreat, Dagan sent messengers to come here and said that Dagan had some troubles. I think ... you can just walk around and see if the painting is useful. "

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, the nature of this task is better said, after solving it, it will not take much time if it is successful. So he said: "Since it is a task assigned by the sister, of course it is incumbent."

"Well, then you are ready, go."

Qin Yi left and passed by Qingcha and suddenly whispered: "Your master must have a difficult knot, which is related to me. Obedient Qingcha quietly told me to chant."

Qingcha took a peek at the house and looked at Qin Yi again. After a moment of hesitation, she made a mouth shape: "The reality of mentoring."

Qin Yi moved.

It turns out so.

Combined with the hint that she once wanted to "set the tone" with herself, everything was clear, she was in a contradiction in her heart, and simply sent him to leave for a while, but also made her quiet.

The reality of mentoring ... For the two of them, they should n’t be afraid of this. I ’m afraid they ’re more afraid of words than others?

It's really time for the dream of the Condor Heroes, isn't this the natural solution?

Qin Yi slowly returned to his passerby peak, looked up at the passerby word, and suddenly laughed at himself.

In my dream, I know that I can't deceive people, so I don't need to deceive myself anymore. I'll be honest with myself.

Not only is it not a passer-by, but wants to be a master.

The man really is a big hoof.