Xiyue was drunk.
She drank a full half of the gourd wine, and even her practice couldn't stand the drink, and her body was completely out of control.
But Xiyue was not drunk.
Sadly, she found that no matter how much she wanted to get drunk, even if her brain was paralyzed to the point of being a complete mess, the soul who had cultivated to the realm of the Sun God... was not drunk.
Like a schizophrenia, the soul quietly looks at its dancing body, like the cold heaven watching the joys and sorrows of the world.
I don't know if this is fair, or should I say - not as good as Huiyang.
As he said, besiege the city...
I don’t know how many people envy and regard it as the highest pursuit, and I don’t know how many people dream of tossing and turning. But those who have it, sometimes don't want it.
"Never mind." Xiyue cut off Yang Shen's body from herself, and since she was drunk, she would have a good night's sleep.
The next moment she regretted it.
Her soulless drunk body is crazy.
Over there, Qin Yi stopped singing, turned his head in horror, and watched Xiyue grab the white cloud and smash it to pieces, all of which turned into hail: "Hahahaha!"
In this big spring, the season of spring flowers and flowers, there is heavy snow and hail in a radius of thousands of miles.
Qin Yi's mouth was half open, and his own drunkenness was almost awakened.
This is true—it should be an angel who was madly drunk and smashed the white clouds into pieces.
He doesn't know how to do this, at least Qianyuan affects the time of this range.
This sister is not the late Huiyang, but Qianyuan
Xiyue's Yang God covered her forehead... Fortunately, since the Yang God was separated, her body couldn't exert its own powerless abilities, so she revealed the bottom of Qian Yuan.
"It's not good enough, I'm missing something." Xiyue swayed, and suddenly snapped her fingers.
"Boom!" The sky and the earth thundered, and the lightning was furious.
Qin Yi: "..."
"Come on, sing." Xiyue pointed at Qin Yi: "Heaven and earth are the drums, and the harmony is for you."
For your sister... The thunder in the sky makes harmony, can people sing? I admit that I don't have a great pattern with you
That, will you hit me if I don't sing
Qin Yi stood there holding the little ghost, weak and pitiful and helpless.
It seemed that there was a god running from afar to see the situation. An old monk appeared nearby first. When he looked at Xiyue from a distance, his face changed, and he quickly stopped the others: "Go back."
"Master, this..."
"Go, go, it's not up to you."
"Uh, who is that man?"
"I don't know." The old monk wrapped his sleeves: "Maybe it will be eaten... 10,000 years, sitting on the ground... tsk tsk..."
Over there, Xiyue slapped Qin Yi on the shoulder. She is not a martial artist, but the powerful mana has already been filmed and Qin Yiren shrunk: "Big, big sister, what are you doing?"
"Just now he was wild and unrestrained, why are you shrinking now?" Xiyue approached very curiously, and the two faces were less than three inches apart: "It's obviously a little brother, but he still looks like he can see through something, cut ."
Qin Yi refused to accept: "I'm too young, I'm in my thirties..."
"Pfft..." Xiyue laughed: "Yes, yes... Well, big man, you really have no intention of getting me drunk?"
Qin Yi said helplessly: "Really not."
Xiyue narrowed her eyes, and frivolously stretched out her fingers to lift Qin Yi's chin.
"Hey hey hey..." Qin Yi stepped back: "Fairy, please..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw Xiyue's eyes straightened, and then she fell straight back, as if she was drunk.
When she was lying on top of the colorful clouds, behind her was the sinking Xiyue, the last moonlight in the sky.
As if her drunkenness is the moon falling.
Mysterious and mysterious celestial phenomena were drawn, but unfortunately Qin Yi didn't have the time to pay attention to such details at this time.
Xiyue Yangshen sighed helplessly, she knew the meaning of her body, in fact, it was not frivolous, but a very unbelievable curiosity - this is a holy and old-fashioned person who has to soak in Minghe, who is obviously a monk. A person who has to be tied up and taught by Yuren, but she is in contact with her, but she is very bright, and she has never even thought of a crooked thought
Xiyue knew the attractiveness of her appearance, and was very confused about what was going on with this man. One moment he looked like a slut, and the next moment he was really a gentleman.
In this drunken state, the meaning of wanting to see clearly, it turned into a kind of frivolity.
Xiyue is sober, she can't bear to be a frivolous image in the eyes of the other party, she can't do it without being dizzy...
By the way... Might as well get dizzy and see if this man can do something else
Xiyue Yangshen touched his chin and looked at his drunken body with great interest. Lying there on his back at this moment, his chest high and undulating, his face flushing like a begonia, lying on the cloud without any resistance, is really a very attractive posture, I wonder if this man will change
Qin Yi didn't know what was going on behind the scenes, he sighed and wiped his cold sweat: "Bangbang, it seems that I can't just invite people to drink in the future."
Tassel smiled and said, "Isn't it just as you wished?"
Qin Yi shook his head: "Not really. As I said, what I admired from beginning to end was her free and easy way... But it's great, she also has a lot of thoughts."
Tassel made a "hmm" sound.
Qin Yi said: "It seems that she is Qianyuan. It can be seen... No matter how deep one's practice is, people will inevitably have their minds. It's too difficult to talk about detachment."
Gouzi stuck his head out of the ring: "Taiqing has something on his mind."
The tassel one bone smashed it back, and replied: "It's nothing more than how much detachment. At this time, you are involved in everything, and she is only fifty, so she is better than you."
Qin Yi said, "Is it delicious?"
Tassel: "… "
Qin Yi laughed: "I see, don't worry about it."
After speaking, she sat directly next to Xiyue's body and stretched her waist.
Tassel sat next to him and watched Chaoyang together.
The two didn't speak, but seemed to have a heart-to-heart.
Xiyue also understood... They were guarding their bodies, afraid that something would happen to them.
Really such a gentleman
Qin Yi was singing again at the festival: "You and I are both mortals, born in this world, rushing around and suffering all day long, without a moment's leisure... Since you are not an immortal, it is inevitable that there will be distracting thoughts.
Tassel said: "You are not a fairy yet?"
Qin Yi smiled and said, "Not even Qianyuan, let alone me?"
Tassel said no more, silently watching the sun jump from the sky into a circle.
Xiyue also watched silently, one person and one spirit sitting side by side to watch the back of the sunrise, two shadows, one big and one small, as if eternity.
beautiful.
Xiyue was very interested in everything around Qin Yi at first... From the very first day she was very interested.
He is suspected of the practice method of the primordial chaos, and now it is covered with Longwei. This dragon's prestige level is very high, resulting in a perfect cover up, even Zuo Qingtian can't see anything wrong, but she Xiyue knew from the beginning that his practice has nothing to do with the dragon, but is likely to come from the source early.
She is not greedy for this practice method, but she wants to know his secret, because maybe... it is very important for some things.
And then... He goes gluttonous with him. Others don't know that it is a gluttonous gluttonous food. They think it is some kind of strange pet. Of course, Xiyue knew that it was a glutinous food from the beginning...
Beside him is as good as a dog.
And then... his artifact...
This is what Xiyue can't understand the most.
Taotie is as good as a dog, not necessarily because of Qin Yi, but because of this artifact.
Theoretically, it was a mace, and even if she penetrated the delusions to the real eyes, she could only come to this conclusion - this little ghost and the mace are one body, the mace is its body, and it is the mace. The soul of the stick, this is indeed the artifact of the mace.
But this artifact does not recognize the master.
Qin Yi has never sacrificed and refined this mace at all, and it is not the kind of artifact whose master has the same mind as the artifact and honestly executes the master's actions. Qin Yi just used the mace as a smashing weapon, but the tool spirit sat on his shoulders, as if they were one body.
There is no soul fetters without sacrificing and refining. Such a floating artifact is really not afraid of it running away, or being taken away
No matter how well-informed Xiyue is, she has never seen such a master and spirit.
You must know that not everyone is like her Xiyue. It is very fun to be this artifact spirit. If Zuo Qingtianyu sees such an interesting artifact spirit, the first reaction is probably to grab it and play. - Actually, I thought about it before.
Didn't Qin Yi think about it himself
If Qin Yi knew what she was thinking, he would have screamed injustice in his heart. Of course, he was afraid of dying. However, how could he sacrifice the stick and not be beaten all over the head...
But now looking at the backs of them watching the sunrise side by side... Xiyue knew that she didn't need to be confused, no matter where this ghost came from, not only should she not make an idea, she must also stop anyone from making an idea.
This is her friend Qin Yi's side, an indispensable companion for a moment.
True Taoist couple.
Well, yes... my friend Qin Yi.
Xiyue smiled slightly, and she silently guarded her body. This is a friend, and there is no need to doubt it.
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