Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Qin Yi is really not interested in teaching an apprentice who is not smooth. The real apprentice who is still an emperor in China cannot cope with it. It is a bear child who can turn upside down.

I don't know what happened to Qingjun accompanying her ...

On the journey to the wilderness, Qing Jun didn't follow him. The main reason was that Qing Jun wanted to spend more time with that niece, at least taking on the responsibility of an elder, and shaping her three views. Being an emperor has too great an impact on the world ’s lives, and it is enough for Li Qingjun to cheer up.

Qin Yi had a headache when she thought of things over there. Where did she find her apprentices here?

If pointing like the oldest sister is nothing, and it doesn't take time, it is also a good thing to be a good clamgirl, but this is not okay ... she is not a good way to learn music, is it a waste? Time, it is more suitable for her to hide in the sand and play at home.

I have a little time to repair it with Yu Chang more than once ...

Wu Yushang is in the later period of Huiyang, just slightly higher than Qin Yi's practice, and it is a double martial art of Xian Wu, which fits him well. The effect of this kind of double repair is particularly good ... Meng Qingying's best effect before was Meng Qingying's mouth, although the "furnace tripod" is hard-spoken, there is no lack of practical meaning. Their double repair is indeed both progress. Go fast.

The effect of Yu Sang is better now. After all, it belongs to Xian Wu Shuang Xiu. The meaning of the yin and yang rotation required by Xian Wu He Dan does not need Qin Yi to supplement it. Naturally, it is Tai Chi. Of course, the so-called better is not immediately possible. Shuangxiu is not a supplement. This is a long-term harmonious thing.

I was at the bottom of the Styx River before, and Meng Qingying had a very good effect overnight, mainly entrusting the rich and spiritual blessing under the Styx River. Today, the aura of Yuren Island is obviously not so exaggerated. The best place is the place where the tender branches are built, which is the holy wood of Yuren.

They didn't go immediately, they just practiced in the spiritual spring after the holy wood.

Alas—that is to say, each time these two are in the water in the open air, the mother-in-law is too lazy to talk.

Xiao Xiaokou's own addictions can't be controlled by others, and he loves to humiliately.

Qin Yi's practice this time has a clear goal, it is better to completely recover from the injury before building wood. The holy wood has a spirit, and even a phoenix feather that has been pulled down for tens of thousands of years has some lingering consciousness, let alone a complete building tree? It is very possible to assume that there is still a wooden spirit attack that is excluded, and of course, you must be fully prepared to talk about it.

Tong Mingming is the most closely related to tassel, it is more patient, and never reminded Qin Yi from beginning to end.

This peaceful state of mind has a strong contrast with its usual performance of being excited three feet high. The usual tassel always makes Qin Yi feel like a cute product. Only when you seriously reflect on it can you taste it slightly. A touch of smell.

越 But the more so, the more Qin Yi cares for herself.

The matter of Jian Jianmu has been delayed for too long. From the time of the Great Wilderness, I have always been on the edge and have not been able to get involved. This has always made Qin Yi feel a bit ominous. I always feel that the construction of wood is not a matter of closeness to research. complex.

In the pond water, the waves are undulating, the swan lifts his neck and sings softly to the moon.

On the shore of the beach, in the small castle, the mussel girl poked her head and listened.

Xi Qinyi has her jellyfish on her body. At a distance from the island, the transmission of the power of the water spirit is like ripples and waves, which can convey all the sounds around him to her ears.

Then I heard the song of the swan.

The female mastiff straightened her eyes: "Pearl, Pearl ..."

"What happened to the princess?"

"What song is this?"

"?" Pearl could not hear at all, what song?

"No way, this sound is too strange, I won't learn anymore!" The mussel woman closed the mussel shell forcefully.

Her head was still digging out, and two mussel shells hurriedly closed, banging her head with a bang.

The Mule Woman cried: "I don't want to learn anymore!"

Pearl is broken, all over the floor. Zhu Er was distressed and anxious: "How can you cry about anything? This is a waste of spiritual energy."

公主 The gift of this princess is rare, but if it is not so strange, what is her spiritual practice?

She can only persuade patiently: "Princess, you know better than anyone else. Our tribe has lost the favor of the king. Now the king never ignores the disputes with other ethnic groups. Some of the tribe have been captured and imprisoned. , Our living space is getting less and less. If it is not for the Nine Kings in large numbers, it still barely protects one or two, we will all become vassals of others. "

The cricket woman sobbed twice and stopped talking.

Zhu Zhuer said, "If it weren't for the princess last time you danced and became a roller, we wouldn't be so passive."

Mule Woman: "..."

"Dawang is most fond of music. We can only start from here. This is a good opportunity. I do n’t want to learn high-end flute. As long as he has a little characteristic, the king is happy, and our dilemma can be relaxed a lot. Do n’t be afraid. Ah princess ... "

The cricket clam son-in-law held his head: "I know."

Qi Zhuer sighed: "Look at it, learn it well ... It's not difficult to ..."

The mule female Mu Ran listened to the music over there, and found it hard to break ...

What if he never plays the flute?

Uh ...

Fortunately, Qin Yi did not disappoint the mussel daughter too much, so she blew up.

In the early morning of the next day, Qin Yishen sat refreshingly beside the water pond, her hair was combed, silver long hair was hanging in the clear water, and the white wings covered the reflection in the water. It was really beautiful in the morning sun It's too bad.

Seeing Qin Yi watching her all the time, Yu Chang smiled with shame, gathered her hair, and came over to coquettishly, "Fu Jun said last night ..."

Qin Yi knowingly asked: "What did I say?"

"The husband doesn't talk!" Yu Chang said, "You said I would play first at night, and you would play the flute to me tomorrow morning."

"Hee hee ... I think you play better than me."

She Yushang scratched Qin Yi's itch with shame and anger, Qin Yi avoided laughing and said, "Okay, I'll blow it to you."

The whistle flutes leisurely through the clouds, and in the early morning, the hundred birds cleared their ears, all listening to their ears.

The freshness and distantness of the clear spring in the flute sound, and the couple's happy early morning, are a rare stream in the vast waves of the sea.

The tadpole woman listened to it from afar, and sincerely felt that with this kind of mountain favor, Dawang would definitely like it.

凭 With this song alone, the eyes were tortured and blacked out tonight, and finally did not lose.

She also heard that when Qin Yi was playing yesterday, she was a little bit out of breath, maybe some unhealed injuries, but today seems to be cured. The sound of the fairy road in the flute sound is more vigorous, just like the life that thrives after the rain in the mountains, and there is the openness and leisurelyness that lies high in the clouds.

The woman who listened to the mussels was a little envious ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ This is a state of mind and a spiritual practice. What she lacks most seems to be this.

If you really worship him as a teacher, it doesn't seem to be a loss ...

Wu Yushang heard it, and said joyfully, "Fu Jun is healed?"

"Yes." Qin Yi stopped the tune, blinked his eyes, "It is the lady who moisturizes well."

Pu Yuchang blushed and blushed him, and asked, "Will the husband go to the holy wood today?"

"Yes." Qin Yi stood up, watching the distant giant wood whispered, "I like to enjoy music and play music in such a leisurely way, stunned between music and landscape, but what should be done. Everything is going well, I can still live here for a while, when I play music to you every day. "

He Yu held his arm in amusement and took him to the side of Jumu: "Our holy wood, even if it is not suitable, will not cause any danger. The tune of Fu Jun will be settled."

"Jianmu?" The mussel murmured to herself, suddenly said to Zhu Er: "Well ... Isn't the one said by the nine kings that day is Yuren Island?"

Zhu Er also discolored: "Shouldn't be so coincident?"

The face of the cricket clamshell was suddenly bright and dark, somehow, she just had a strong feeling, just so coincident!

But this kind of thing, should they be involved in the mussels?

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