Xiyue is drunk.

She drank half of the gourd wine, and her practice could not withstand this kind of alcohol, and her body was completely out of control.

But Xiyue was not drunk either.

She was sadly aware that no matter how much she wanted to get drunk, even if her mind was paralyzed, she could cultivate the soul of the Yang God realm... not drunk.

Like schizophrenia, the soul quietly looked at its dancing body, like the cold way of heaven watching the sorrows and joys of the world.

I don’t know if this is considered enlightenment or should I say it – it is worse than Huiyang.

As he said about the siege...

I don’t know how many people envy it and regard it as the most sought after thing, and I don’t know how many people dream of tossing and turning. But those who have already obtained it do not want it at some point.

"Well." Xiyue cut off the body connection between Yang Shen himself. Since she was drunk, she would have a good sleep.

She regrets the next moment.

Her soulless drunk body was so crazy.

Qin Yi stopped singing and turned his head in horror. He watched Xiyue grab the white clouds and rub them into pieces, and all of them turned into hail: "Hahahaha!"

In this spring, when flowers bloom, goose feathers are in full swing, and hail falls wildly.

Qin Yi half opened his mouth, and his own drunkenness was almost awakened.

This is true - it should be that the immortals were drunk and smashed the white clouds randomly.

He can't even do this trick, and the time that affects this range is at least Qianyuan.

This sister is not the late Huiyang period, but Qianyuan?

Xiyue's Yang Shen covered her forehead... Fortunately, the Yang Shen left, and her body could not exert its formless power, so she only showed the bottom of Qian Yuan.

"It's not good enough, something is missing." Xiyue's body swayed and suddenly snapped her fingers.

"Boom!" The thunder roared, and lightning furious.

Qin Yi: "..."

"Come on, sing." Xiyue pointed at Qin Yi: "Heaven and earth are drums, and we will harmonize for you."

Is it possible for people to sing your sister? Is it better to make harmony in this sky? I admit that it is better to have a big picture than you?

That, will you hit me if I don’t sing?

Qin Yi stood there with the little ghost in his arms, weak and pitiful and helpless.

As if a god came from afar, he saw the situation. An old monk appeared nearby first. When he saw Xiyue from afar, his face changed and he quickly stopped others: "Go back."

"Master, this..."

"Go and go, it's not something you can do."

"Uh, who is that man?"

"I don't know." The old monk covered his sleeves: "Maybe he'll be eaten... ten thousand years ago, sitting on the ground... tsk..."

Xiyue slapped Qin Yi on the shoulder. She was not a martial arts cultivator, but her powerful magic power had already made Qin Yiren shrank: "Big, big sister, why are you doing?"

"I looked wild and unrestrained just now, why are I shrinking now?" Xiyue approached curiously, with the two faces less than three inches apart: "I'm obviously a little brother, but I still look like I see through something, cut it."

Qin Yi was dissatisfied: "I am not young, I am over thirty..."

"Puff..." Xiyue laughed: "Yes, yes...well, big man, you really have no intention of getting me drunk?"

Qin Yi said helplessly: "It's really not."

Xiyue narrowed her eyes and stretched her fingers frivolously to lift Qin Yi's chin.

"Hey hey hey..." Qin Yi retreated: "Fairy, please..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xiyue's eyes straightened and then fell back straight, seemingly dead drunk.

When she lay on the colorful clouds, behind her was the gradually sinking moon, the last ray of moonlight in the sky.

It seemed as if her drunkenness was the moon set.

The mysterious celestial phenomena are traction, but unfortunately Qin Yi did not have the heart to pay attention to such details at this time.

Xiyueyang sighed helplessly. She knew what her body meant. In fact, it was not what frivolous to do, but an incredible curiosity. This was a man who was obviously a monk, and a holy and old-fashioned feather man had to tie up and adjust him to a person who was in contact with her. She had never had any bad thoughts?

Xiyue knew the attraction of her appearance and was confused about what happened to this man. She sometimes looked like a lustful stick, and sometimes she was really a gentleman.

In this drunken state, the meaning of wanting to see clearly becomes a kind of frivolity.

Xiyueyang was sober and could not tolerate that he was a frivolous image in the other party's eyes. He couldn't do it without dizzying...

By the way... it's better to dizzy and see if this man will do something else?

Xiyueyang Shen touched his chin and looked at his drunken body with great interest. At this time, he was lying on his back, his chest was undulating, his face was flushed like a crabapple, and he lay in the clouds without any resistance. It was really a very attractive posture. I wonder if this man would change?

Qin Yi didn't know what was behind him, so he let out a sigh of relief and wiped his cold sweat: "Great, it seems that you can't invite someone to drink casually in the future."

Liusu smiled and said, "Isn't it just as you wish?"

Qin Yi shook his head: "It's really not. I said that from beginning to end, I appreciate her free and easy intentions... But it's great, she has a lot of thoughts."

Liusu said "yes".

Qin Yi said: "It seems that she is Qianyuan. It can be seen that... no matter how deep her practice is, people will inevitably have concerns. It is too difficult to say that transcendence."

The dog poked his head out of the ring: "Taiqing has something to do."

Liusu smashed it back with a bone and replied, "It's just that you are so detached. At this time, you are full of everything. She is only fifty, so that's better than you."

Qin Yi said: "Is it delicious?"

tassel:"……"

Qin Yi laughed: "I understand, don't worry."

After saying that, he sat directly beside Xiyue's body and stretched.

Liusu sat next to him and watched the sunset together.

The two of them didn't speak, but they seemed to have a sympathy.

Xiyue also understood... They were guarding their bodies, afraid that something would happen to them.

Really such a gentleman?

Qin Yi sang again: "You and I are all ordinary people, born in the world, running around hard all day long, and not having time to have time to free... Since you are not immortals, you will inevitably have distracting thoughts. Put morality on both sides, and put the word "profit" in the middle..."

Liusu said, "Are you not a fairy yet?"

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Neither Qianyuan, let alone me?"

Liusu stopped talking and silently watched the sun jump from the sky into a circle.

Xiyue also looked at it silently, one person and one spirit sat side by side to watch the sunrise back, two shadows, one big and one small, as if eternal.

Very beautiful.

Xiyue was very interested in everything around Qin Yi... She was very interested in the day she broke up the couple from the beginning.

He suspected of Chaos Yuanchu's practice method, and now he uses the dragon power to cover it. The dragon power level is very high, which leads to the perfect covering. Even Zuo Qingtian can't see any problem. But Xiyue knew from the beginning that his practice was not related to the dragon, but was very likely to be from Yuanchu.

She is not greedy for this practice, but she wants to know his secret because it may...is important to some things.

Then... he was with Taotie. Others didn't know that it was Taotie. They thought it was a weird pet. Of course, Xiyue knew it was Taotie from the beginning...

Being beside him is as obedient as a dog.

And then...his spirit...

This is what Xiyue cannot understand the most.

Taotie is as good as a dog, not necessarily because of Qin Yi, but because of this weapon spirit.

In theory, it was a mace spirit. Even if she saw through the false and reached the real eye, she could only get this conclusion-this little ghost and the mace are one, the mace is its body, it is the soul of the mace, and this is indeed the mace spirit of the mace.

But this spirit of the artifact did not recognize the master.

Qin Yi had never sacrificed this mace at all. It was not the kind of weapon whose master and the weapon spirit communicated with each other and who honestly performed the behavior of the master. Qin Yi just used the mace as a weapon to smash people, and the weapon spirit sat on his shoulders, just like they were one.

If you have never sacrificed and refined, you will have no soul bond. Are you really not afraid of such a casually floating weapon spirit running away or being captured by someone?

No matter how knowledgeable Xiyue is, she has never seen such a master or weapon spirit.

You know, it’s not that everyone is like Xiyue, who is very fun to be like this weapon spirit. If Zuo Qingtian Yu Zhenren saw such an interesting weapon spirit, his first reaction would be to snatch it up and play with it. In fact, Wu Xinshen thought about it before.

Didn’t Qin Yi think about it himself?

If Qin Yi knew what she was thinking, he would have shouted injustice in his heart. Of course he was afraid of death. However, how could he be able to sacrifice the scoops and not be knocked all over his head...

But now watching them watching the sunrise side by side... Xiyue knew that she didn't need to be confused. No matter where this ghost came from, she should not only not have any idea, but also had to stop anyone from making ideas.

This is her friend Qin Yi, an indispensable companion for a moment.

True Taoist couple.

Yes...my friend Qin Yi.

Xiyue smiled slightly, just like this, the silent protection of her body, this is a friend, there is no need to doubt it.

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Chapter completed!