The next moment, Qin Yi's big hand stretched out without saying a word.
Meng Qingying's eyes widened and she was stunned.
Just now, he had a face of refusal, a righteousness, and the appearance of a gentleman, and he even blushed with shame!
I just followed the previous routine, made a gesture and said it, and I wanted to see him continue to be at a loss. It was very interesting. Most of the time, he still has to pretend to be a gentleman, and he can stand it.
But I never thought he would actually touch it!
real! of! touch!
Kneaded twice!
"I'm not a villain who takes advantage of people's dangers, but that doesn't mean I'm really a saint!" Qin Yi gritted his teeth: "You demon girls, why do you really think I'm a eunuch? It's not me who suffers, the one who provokes and provokes really thinks I'm not. dare?"
Meng Qingying's whole body was tense, she held her breath, and even her cheeks bulged. It took a long time before she slumped back and said stiffly, "What, what are you doing?"
Qin Yi leaned over and looked into her eyes: "what do you think I'm going to do?"
Approaching at such a close distance, Meng Qingying's eyes suddenly flashed with panic like the powerlessness of a mountain.
This kind of feeling is very strange, in fact, I am not too afraid of him doing that, but there is a panic of powerlessness and vulnerability, everything is controlled by others, she can't resist no matter what the other party wants... This kind of feeling makes her very uncomfortable, will be afraid.
Qin Yi smiled: "My mana is sealed, my life and death are in my hands, and I always look like a provocateur, and every word in and out implies... Now should I know that playing with fire will ****? "
Meng Qingying bit her lower lip, the panic in her eyes gradually faded away, turning into a wink like silk, and she said softly: "Since life and death are in your hands, shouldn't you be honest and serve the king in exchange for taking care of you? Why did I force you just now, clearly explaining it tremblingly, begging you to understand."
Qin Yi's eyes moved, and he said in a low voice, "There's no need for that."
Maybe it wasn't because she was trembling, but she leaned her inexplicable excitement in this direction, and she didn't know whether to convince Qin Yi or herself.
But it must be admitted that her self-defense still had an effect, at least Qin Yi's initial hatred for her was eliminated a lot.
Qin Yi didn't try to distinguish her true meaning, and rubbed her big hand again deliberately. Meng Qingying looked at him with blood red face, bit her lower lip and said, "Are you comfortable?"
However, Qin Yi left his body with a silk scarf in his hand. He put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, and said with a smile, "What do you say I want to do? You clearly asked me to get something yourself."
When he left, Meng Qingying felt "as expected".
After all, he's not really that kind of person... Maybe he was just provoked to deliberately show that he was not a saint, "don't mess with me"
Actually a little childish.
But as soon as he left, the sense of oppression and powerlessness disappeared a lot, Meng Qingying was relieved, and did not continue to hang out. Seeing Qin Yi pretending to be sniffing the silk scarf lightly, her eyes were a bit complicated, and she sighed softly: "Do you smell something familiar?"
Qin Yi was stunned: "It's not your breath."
Meng Qingying smiled but not: "Are you familiar with my breath now? It surpasses Minghe?"
Qin Yi: "..."
Meng Qingying said lightly, "That's Minghe's dao towel."
Qin Yi's eyes widened.
"Minghe fought with the ancient corpse, and two magic weapons were shot down at the gate of the medicine garden in the rear... I don't know what the situation was at that time, but you let such a powerful magic weapon be left behind without taking it back. Anyway, I picked it up as soon as I entered the door. "
Qin Yi pursed his lips and looked down at the dao towel. In his mind, the scene of Ming He sacrificing the dao towel and being blown away by the ancient corpse first flashed in his mind, and then it turned into her long hair, lying in his arms.
There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
Meng Qingying looked at it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't help but blurt out, "Is this towel and handkerchief together, comfortable?"
Qin Yi looked a little embarrassed: "That handkerchief... I don't have any other flying instruments. I'll use it first and return it to you later... "
"No need to pay it back, especially when you have this towel."
"… "
"This scarf is the treasure of Tengyun, it can be used for both offense and defense, and it is extremely sharp." Meng Qingying pouted: "It is especially effective when used to carry Xiaodan tribulation when breaking through Tengyun. Is it enough to change your Devil May Cry Jade? "
Qin Yi was a little hesitant. What he wanted was mainly for Tassel's soul, not a magic weapon that would help Tengyun break through. Meng Qingying might have misunderstood. Of course, this is Minghe's thing, he will definitely take it back, and he will have to return it to Minghe in the future, so it is impossible to refuse.
Seeing his expression, Meng Qingying said lightly, "There is one more thing that Minghe lost."
Qin Yi immediately remembered the magic treasure of the Buddhist pagoda, which was also shot down by an ancient corpse.
This thing is also in Meng Qingying's arms... Her apron has an interlayer embroidered on her heart. The interlayer is a space of its own. Like the ring space, it will not affect the feel of the apron on the body, but the treasures in the space Some breaths can be closely guarded and have some effects.
The effect of this pagoda is to suppress evil, and it can be used to resist inner demons when breaking through the clouds. Of course, it also has some uses for spiritual practice.
It is very likely that these two items were originally prepared by Ming He himself to break through Tengyun, but it turned out that Meng Qingying was cheap. Not to mention how bad she was.
"It's cheap for me, but that's my trophy, and now I'm cheap for you." Meng Qingying saw what he meant, and tilted her head: "If you want to touch, touch it, anyway, it has been touched by a dog, and it is also Just touch it again."
Qin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You scolded me again, and you started to kill again?"
"Just scolding you for what? You dare to touch it, and dare to do more?"
"What am I..."
This dead woman is soft at one time, serious at one time, and provocative at another time. I don't know how her mood has changed in waves, just like her peaks...
In fact, the touch is really good... It's just indescribable now.
Qin Yi looked at his palm, Meng Qingying obviously turned her head away from him, but the corner of her eye was secretly looking at him.
A dialogue is taking place in Qin Yi's sea of knowledge.
"Bangbang, am I broken? I really want to tell her how to break it."
"Go on, conquer her, ravage her, whip her, and let her lie there gasping for breath! Let her pretend, even better than me. The mana is blocked and it's so awesome, I bah."
"It's really a mistake to ask you." Qin Yi was angry and funny, but that impulse was suppressed because the tassel exaggeration turned into a funny conversation, and he simply reached out into Meng Qingying's arms.
When the palm of the hand touches the interlayer of the apron, the consciousness can also see what is inside. I only took out the silk scarf before, because... My mind was really moved by the touch on my hand.
That position is the most deadly position. As long as you press it on it, you will be distracted. Who cares about what is inside, and taking out the silk scarf is a completely subconscious choice.
It was the same at this time. As the palm touched, Meng Qingying's face turned crimson, and Qin Yi's palm was reluctant to leave.
Time stood still.
No one knows whether this is for holding the pagoda, or simply for reaching out.
Meng Qingying slowly raised her hand, pressed it on the back of his hand, and said in a low voice, "If you want to take away this pagoda, you can exchange it for me, or I will be at a loss."
Qin Yi didn't answer for a while.
Meng Qingying continued: "Of course, even my people are thinking about you at this time... Not to mention taking away the pagoda, even if I want my people, I can't do anything... It depends on the Qin Yi I know, whether he is still that gentleman. "
Qin Yi could only ask, "What do you want?"
"You got the lingering bell from Dahuanxi Temple, give it to me."
It turned out to be this. Qin Yi didn't want that clock at all, so he took it out without saying a word and put it beside Meng Qingying.
When the bell was not cast, it looked like a small bronze bell the size of a palm. Meng Qingying held it in his hand and looked up and down.
Qin Yi's hand was still in her arms, but she didn't say anything.