[Comprehensive] Master is as beautiful as a picture

Qin Jing also didn't know why, when she heard his answer that she didn't know, she felt a little lonely in her heart. She frowned and pondered, and picked up the drawing paper in her hand for a closer look. When she raised her eyes, Zi Yin had already go far.

"Is that so?" Looking at his back, holding up the small portrait to compare with that back, suddenly, something flashed in her mind, but she couldn't see the picture clearly, but she knew it must be related to him.

Before he could think about it, he ran up, trying to catch up with him: "Ziying, don't go!"

Zi Yin suddenly stopped and turned around.

"This painting..." Qin Jing never thought that he would stop suddenly. He stopped his feet for a while, and leaned forward out of inertia, and was about to hit him. He was supported instantly, and she frowned. Frowning, he grabbed his hand dissatisfied, and took a step back.

"Why are you running so fast?" Ziyin couldn't help asking, but Qin Jing didn't answer, and turned his black eyes, as if something was missing in his hand, he looked down at the painting in his hand.

Huh, the painting is gone?

She raised her head, pointed at the paper floating in the air, and said anxiously: "My painting!" She jumped up and down, but it was useless, after all, the paper would not float down and land in her hands.

Seeing her anxious, Ziyin had no choice but to jump up and grab the paper, then landed with ease, and handed the painting to her eyes.

In fact, apart from the trace of resistance to the person in front of him, there is still some inexplicable feeling mixed in. Qin Jing took the painting, pointed to the person in the painting and asked, "Is this you?"

Ziyin saw the person in the painting clearly, his face changed slightly, but the thousands of words could only be turned into silence, he nodded and said: "Maybe."

"Maybe your size is right, and if you are not, you are not!" Qin Jing was a little impatient, and he kneaded the painting into a ball, stuffed it into his hands, and said slightly angrily: "Could it be that I am full enough to hold on to the painting? a stranger?"

She took off the silk-bound sword tassel from her waist and waved it in front of his eyes: "Did you give me this sword tassel?"

The red tassels swayed with her shaking, which was very beautiful.

But Ziyin couldn't say a word, and just stood like this, neither admitting nor denying it.

Qin Jing saw that he was indifferent, so he didn't know where his anger suddenly rose, and a strand of hair came out from the small bag hanging around his waist, and the anger was a little bit deeper than before: "If you Besides, you don’t know me, so how do you explain this? This ghost gave it to me!”

Ziyin turned around and said calmly: "Since I have forgotten it, why remember it?"

With such words, he admitted that there must have been too much between them. She grabbed Ziyin's sleeve and said forcefully: "Then I must know?"

Seeing her relentless questioning, Ziyin's teleportation decision has disappeared before her eyes. Qin Jing stood there in despair, raised his face to look at the sky, a few snowflakes fell slowly, and the cold feeling touched his skin on her. The face melted a little bit, which also made her wake up a little bit.Suddenly, a cloud of water mist rose in front of her eyes, and everything was a hazy scene from her line of sight.

"Senior Sister, why are you crying?" A woman approached in front of her, Yu Ling who was coming yesterday.

Yu Ling handed her a handkerchief, but Qin Jing didn't take it, and casually wiped away tears with his sleeve.

"I've brought all the sweet-scented osmanthus you wanted." Yu Ling flicked her fingers, and twenty baskets were neatly arranged in front of Qin Jing's eyes.

Qin Jing covered her ears and stopped Yu Ling from outside the house, and said to her, "Come on, I want a hundred baskets now, so hurry up and bring them to me."

"Senior Sister's words don't mean anything." Yu Ling knocked on the door with a sad face.

Qin Jing pressed the door with her body, afraid that she would rush in regardless, the soreness in her eyes did not fade away, she kept wiping away her tears, she didn't know why she cared so much about what that person said, and didn't understand a word. "Since one sentence has been forgotten, why remember it, it disturbed her mood.In the past, she hated to resist, and even wanted to run away from him when she saw him, but why did she have different emotions at this moment.

Her voice was slightly choked and said to Yu Ling outside: "This is a test for you, go!"

Yu Ling heard that the words were not right, and felt that it seemed inappropriate to discuss the osmanthus candy at this time, so she could only persuade her: "Senior sister, don't be sad."

"Senior Sister..." Yuling called several times and still didn't respond, so she sat down on the steps dejectedly, holding a stack of sweet-scented osmanthus candies from one of the baskets.

After eating a few pieces of candy, the senior sister shouldn't be angry, right?She anxiously ate sweet-scented osmanthus candy and looked around for a long time, with a sullen face, she thought why she had to be sneaky while eating her own food, what the hell.

Chewing sweet-scented osmanthus, thinking about the scene just now, the silver-haired man in blue in front of her senior sister, she quickly filtered her thoughts, she was sure that she must have seen that man, but she forgot when and where .

Qin Jing locked the door behind her, sat on the stool, stared at the Jiuxi mirror, and suddenly, the gloomy light flashing past the mirror shocked her. Familiar images appeared on the mirror, these images touched the deepest part of her memory, spread out little by little, and slowly her thoughts gradually gathered, but under closer inspection, it was such heartbroken, nothing but endless sadness remain.

"You obviously like it. I saw it in the illusion that day."

"So what, then what do you want? Marry you? Or abandon the name of master and apprentice, and be with you by blood, and this word of love is hindering my cultivation. I only have the way of swords in my heart. Everything else is optional.”

The whip was raised, the skin was torn apart, and everything in front of her eyes was full of blood red as if she was about to be swallowed up. The endless blood and tears were mottled and painted into extremely enchanting flowers, which penetrated into her heart and eventually disappeared. do.

At this moment, Qin Jing's limbs are cold, but there is darkness in front of her eyes. If this is the case, I hope she will never wake up again...

At this time, Xunhua came to look for Qin Jing as usual, but saw Yuling sitting on the steps eating sweet-scented osmanthus candy with her chin in her hands. In his mouth, he waved his hand and said, "Brother, how are you?"

Xunhua glanced at her, just nodded, and bypassed her to push the door, but the door was obviously locked.

"Senior sister, she locked herself up and refused to come out." Yu Ling muttered vaguely, chewing on sweet-scented osmanthus candy.

Xun Hua secretly felt that something was wrong, he knocked several times but there was no response from inside, so he could only use magic to open the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Qin Jing fainted on the ground, holding the Jiuxi mirror in his hand.

"Jing'er..." Xun Hua was startled, rushed into the room, lifted him up and carried him onto the bed.

But at this moment Qin Shou came over, seeing Qin Jing like this, he called out worriedly: "Girl..."

Xun Hua looked at Yu Ling with a cold expression.

She was terrified, frightened by this look, waved her hands and said: "It's not me, I just came to deliver sweet-scented osmanthus candies, that white hair must have made the senior sister faint."

"Zi Yin, what is he trying to do!" Qin Shou said angrily.

"Master Qin, don't get angry, I'll go find him and ask him to understand." Seeing that Qin Jing didn't have any serious problems, Xunhua could leave with peace of mind, and asked Ziyin for some explanations, but he didn't know what happened. Xunhua stood angrily outside the sword tower and shouted, "Ziyin, come out!"

Ling Yue just sent Zi Yin into the sword tower, and he didn't know what happened: "Master, he has closed his five senses to practice kung fu now, don't disturb him."

Xun Hua had been arguing with Ling Yue outside the sword tower for a long time, presumably Zi Yin hadn't closed his five senses, so he could only come out.

"What's the reason for disturbing my retreat?" He said indifferently, the expression on his brows was neither irritated nor irritable, and the tepidness remained unchanged for a hundred years.

Seeing Ziyin leaving the seclusion, Xunhua stepped forward and said viciously: "You have retreated with peace of mind?"

"How about otherwise?" Ziyin stood with his hands behind his back, standing outside the sword tower, he didn't even glance at Xunhua, his eyes skipped him and looked elsewhere.

"You don't care about the mirror, and what did you just say to her?" Xunhua asked sharply.

"It will take three to five years for me to retreat this time. I have also thought through it thoroughly. The matter of love between children is really not suitable for me, but it will also fulfill you. From now on, I will trouble you to take care of my disciple. .” The words were calm and breezy, as if they were talking about an unimportant matter.

"What did you say?" A female voice floated, with a little despair, the pale and bloodless man slowly approached.

Ziyin also didn't expect her to appear here, turned his back to her, and said calmly: "I still need to go through a tribulation of love before I can ascend to the immortal position, since you have fulfilled my wish Crossing the catastrophe, why not fulfill you, so that I can put down my freedom and successfully survive this catastrophe, and continue to search for immortals, so it is the best of both worlds."

Qin Jing stood behind him in a daze, such words were consistent with what he saw, Xun Hua asked coldly, "Say it again!"

"I'm still..." Ziyin wanted to repeat it again, but he couldn't say it again after saying three words. He clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and his heart was full of turbulent waves, but there was no ups and downs on the surface.

"Then how can you thank me?" Seeing a smile on her face, a layer of water vapor condensed in her eyes, either sad or happy or mocking, she called out softly: "Master!"

This sound was very crisp, and both Xunhua and Ziyin heard it clearly.

Zi Yin was startled, how did she remember it, when he turned his head, he saw Qin Jing knelt down, folded his hands on the ground and kowtowed, the cold ground pressed against his palms, and the coldness from the ground penetrated From the palm of her hand to her forehead, her thoughts gradually returned to calm.

"It's a matter of course for my disciple to do anything for Master. Here, disciple wishes Master to ascend to the throne as soon as possible.

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