Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Qin Yi himself is thinking about this problem for the first time.

Just before coming to Yaocheng this time, Qin Yi didn't regard himself as the protagonist of this day's change. It was a continuation of the ancient battle. The leading stars were Tassel, Yaoguang, and Nine Infants with Backstabs and Counterattacks under the contempt of all the members, and then the Emperor Styx and Fenghuang involved in the killing feud. There are supporting roles.

He was only involved as a husband with tassels, so he was involved in fighting his wife. The incident itself had nothing to do with him.

He lived in a small town and observed the thoughts of mortals. He also accompanied Tassel. He also made two comments casually, and he didn't take himself as the one who made the decision. The main purpose of this seclusion for him is still practice. He accompanies his wife to see the sky, and his wife accompanies him to practice.

It's true that I didn't think of myself as the protagonist of this big change from the beginning to the end.

Because of this, I will calm down to draw and write, otherwise where is my mood?

However, during the change of the demon city, Cheng Cheng Yeling almost had an accident, which also made Qin Yi feel that he could not just fight with Bangbang. There are too many associations with this body, and any corner may have its own responsibility. If the demon city has something, it is its own responsibility. If the fairy palace has something, it has its own responsibility.

Tianshu, Netherworld, Beiming, and East China Sea, once something happens, do you have to help yourself?

It seems that something should be done actively. Do you wait for Nine Infants to fight here and save a fire? At least it should take the initiative to control the situation.

Looking back, I seem to have this confidence. When it comes to strength, he is no longer a Qianyuan monk. He is phaseless and phaseless, and there are few in the world.

Even facing Nine Infants, he can at least make a few tricks, so that He Mourning is no better than himself.

Dewang? Can you compare your wife so much in the world ...

cough.

In short, if you do n’t do this kind of thing yourself, do you really point to He Mourning, who does n’t know what you ’re thinking? He didn't count on him before, and it would be nice if he didn't hammer him.

As a link between the parties, the meaning that you can play is even more important than being too clear. It should be the other way around, to be the protagonist yourself, and Bangbang is helping you in this matter.

When I was younger, since I didn't want the little snake to be a demon god, it would be nice to be a waste snake ... I just need to be a brother.

I don't carry it myself, and I want my sister to sleep on his stomach. Can people sleep?

Qin Yi slowly left Shenglongfeng and looked back gently on the seal.

The Yaoguang when setting up the seal was originally a period of weakness. The seal was not as strong as expected, not to mention ... The way of Yaoguang, I know it.

The seal of the Emperor of Heaven, which spans all ages ... just flashed several times, and then shattered.

Long Yin sounded, and the huge dragon shadow went straight to Jiuxiao, hovering in the sky, and slowly turned into the image of a strong old man.

Qin Yi returns: "Dragon God is polite."

Tassel carried a little snake struggling with open teeth and dancing claws, and slowly walked to Qin Yi's side.

"..." Qin Yi reached out to take the angry snake and touched his head.

The little snake took a bite in his arms.

Qin Yi twitched the muscles on her face and said nothing, letting her bite.

The tassel hummed, did not speak, and looked up at the candle dragon.

Zhulong looked at the pantomime strangely, and it took a long time to hold out a sentence: "Don't come unharmed."

Tassel said: "You gave me a little bone, I inherited this feeling. Now what do you need to recover, I will find it for you."

Candle Dragon said: "My soul is to a certain degree incomplete. Ordinary soul-raising things have no effect."

Fringe nodded: "Got it."

He stretched out his hand to Qin Yi: "There is still a lot of vigor and vitality in the last cultivation?"

"Yes." Qin Yi randomly dropped a bottle into her hand.

The tassel was also thrown to Zhulong at random: "Liang Qing."

Candle Dragon: "..."

Dan is a top-ranking elixir of immeasurable value. There are several bottles in it, which is enough to clear the innate humanity. But this casual attitude, especially the attitude between men and women, makes Zhulong a little messy.

It was confirmed again in disbelief: "This little friend is yours ..."

Tassels embrace Qin Yi's arm: "I'm your husband."

The little snake in Qin Yi's arms was furious, and the probe bit, the tassel grabbed, the little snake spread its small wings and beat, and the tassel stopped.

The dragon face is expressionless. I wonder if I still have any seals to solve, or the soul is a bit severely crippled, and I have begun to visualize and hear.

Your nostrils said that it was "my male favorite", and maybe Zhulong would still find it understandable.

Really sweetly said "I'm my father" with my arms folded, and also fought with the little snake ...

This ancient emperor is invalid.

Candle Dragon sighed in the sky.

It's really a vicissitudes of life.

Cheng Cheng ’s voice came: “Does the Dragon God want to move to the city? Is it beneficial to recover with the earth vein support?”

Zhulong lowered his head and looked down: "Kunpeng's body evolution is better than my own body's evolution mountain? Why am I going there? By the way, I advise you, you are already an ancestor, don't think about relying on Kunpeng Purple House With the ground, otherwise it will only delay your own way ... wait ... "

Cheng Cheng is saluting: "I see."

"No, wait, where is your hand?"

Cheng Cheng glanced down and hugged Qin Yi's other arm unconsciously. It was very comfortable rubbing somewhere. Looking at Qin Yi's arm on the other side, tassels are wrapped around, and there is obviously no big one in it. Hahaha.

Candle Dragon: "???

The tassel squeezed the snake, turned his head and said angrily: "What are you twisting Sao Fox?"

Cheng Cheng squinted at her part, and sneered indifferently without speaking.

The tassel exploded in an instant: "What expression do you have!"

Cheng Cheng Wangtian, too lazy to answer.

The little snake stood in Qin Yi's arms, two wings one by one, seemingly applauding: "Master cheer."

The tassel is furious: "What are you going to do, can you talk about this topic, can you intervene, you become a person, can you tell which side is in front and which side is behind?"

Ye Ling said: "We didn't talk about anything at all, only to see that you were dumped in your nostrils by my master."

The candle dragon cage started to sit on the top of the mountain, and the sleepwalking looked like a fight below.

After a moment, Qin Yi carried a ball in one hand and a fox in the other, and with a snake in his arms, he left the crime scene with difficulty.

Seeing Qin Yi's faltering, Zhulong had a little sympathy: "Little friends ..."

"Ah, what do you think of the Dragon God?"

"Women, just play ..."

Qin Yidao: "Comrade Longshen, I suggest you shut up, otherwise I'm afraid you will be beaten."

Needless to say, Qinlong has seen a ball, a fox, and a snake staring at him with staring eyes.

Zhulong closed his mouth.

Qin Yi sincerely said: "Dragon God is alone on the top of the mountain, afraid of being lonely. Cheng Cheng turned around and looked for two turtles to serve Dragon God. Dragon God liked this tone."

"……I do not like."

In the snow all over the sky, the man left St. Dragon's Peak carrying a strange-shaped creature. The candle dragon sits on the peak like a sculpture.

No matter from which aspect, Zhulong feels that the style of painting he saw this time was completely wrong.

It wondered if the Father saw that the world was too murderous and too severe, so he raised the brush and outlined a few strange traces, so the world changed.

"Master, Master!" In the far south of the great wilderness ~ www.readwn.com ~ somewhere outside the cloud. The little girl held a drawing and threw it into the room: "Master, how do you think I painted this time?"

Looking at the picture of the thousands of beasts in the picture, Ju Yunxiu nodded slightly: "Qingcha's painting skills can be used as a teacher. But the style ... um ..."

"What's the style?"

"There are so many beasts in this world. How cute is that. Take the snake as an example ... Forget it, you can't learn painting seriously, but the comics that blend in with your uncle are like that, just like that. "

"Uncle Shi said I planted better than painting."

"Then let's go back to farming."

Qingcha overjoyed: "Are you going home, Master?"

Ju Yunxiu looked up at Yunjuan Yunshu and whispered: "Yun You is tired, and she is in her heart. If there is nothing wrong, there will be a big event in Xian Gong."

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