"Uncle Master, are you really leaving?"

On a deserted island in the sea, Qingcha pulled the corner of Qin Yi's clothes and twitched his nose: "I didn't even play with my uncle when I met this time."

Qin Yi squatted down, touched her dazed hair, and said softly: "Uncle Master also wants to play with Qingcha... But Uncle Master has a lot to do."

It's like a parent who was dragged by the children at home before going out to work. But in fact, Qingcha is no longer a child, she always looks like a girl of thirteen or fourteen.

But this heart is pure, just like a child.

Qingcha sniffed and said, "Master said the same thing. She said that if the uncle had a choice, he would probably want to lie on Yuren Island and sing every night and never come out for the rest of his life."

"..." Qin Yi smelled the jealousy coming from the air.

Why do you talk about Yuren Island and not about Jianmuding?

The sour smell covered the sea breeze.

Qin Yi looked back and could vaguely see the distant top of Jianmu, with his clothes fluttering and his eyes quietly.

The two of them looked at each other thousands of miles away, but they seemed to be in front of them. Qian Yuan's thoughts were already very mysterious.

The senior sister insisted on not sending each other off, but was afraid of separation.

She parted many times and became more and more disgusted with the feeling of saying goodbye.

The only difference is that the depressed and ecstatic person is. Qin Yi can fully understand what his senior sister's thoughts are like at this time.

This time, we met in a foreign land, which was very different. Now that the big thing has been done, I thought I could be at least ashamed of Jianmu Peak for several months, but at worst I could only go to Yuren Island with a little time... I didn't say a few words and I was about to leave in the blink of an eye.

Who can bear it?

But everyone has a lot of luck in Kunlun. My senior sister is not suitable for her to go there and she doesn’t have much interest. She can’t say that you shouldn’t go there anymore, stay at home... That’s called dragging your back, Ju Yunxiu didn’t do such a silly thing.

So I sent a tea as a farewell representative, and there was an An An next to it.

Qin Yi withdrew his gaze and touched the tea again: "Soon, Kunlun Xu said it's not just an adventure secret realm? Is it still a big world? Maybe you are still Jianmu and haven't left after I come out."

Qingcha grinned: "The uncle of the master comes back early and Qingcha is painted for the uncle to show him."

"Draw a book?" Qin Yi glanced at An An.

An An shrank for a moment.

Qingcha didn't understand and said happily: "Yes, the essence of painting."

"You must come on with the tea in the book," Qin Yi quietly said: "Secretly draw a few pictures of your master, remember not to be seen by others, wait for me to come back and enjoy them quietly."

Qingcha clenched his fists: "Okay!"

An An twitched for a long time before whispering: "Sir, your personality..."

"Ah?" Qin Yi was very surprised: "Do you have any misunderstandings about my people?"

An An sighed helplessly: "Is this Qianyuan?"

Qin Yi laughed: "I don't know why, I once saw a senior Jiandao Qianyuan. He was so high that he was not in the world. After Qianyuan, he felt that there was no big difference..."

“What’s the difference?”

"Maybe... I'm just a little more determined." Qin Yi said: "An An, if you don't understand, you can ask my senior sister more... My senior sister said that her heart is clear and transcendent, and it is my guide. If you want to ask, you should learn from her, don't learn from me, I'm not a good thing."

An An's face turned slightly red.

Learn from her, what do you learn from her, and what kind of sound you make?

An An was really not interested in finding others to study, but Qin Yi herself was only interested in her. But she couldn't say such words. She bit her lower lip and looked at him for a long time, and finally took out a pearl: "Sir, bringing this thing is beneficial to this trip."

Qin Yi was stunned, Dinghai Shenzhu?

"You give me this thing?"

"Just borrow..." An An hesitated for a while and whispered: "I heard that there is also a sea in Kunlun's emptiness. An An can't help her, she just hopes that her husband will be safe."

Qin Yi looked at her calmly for a while, knowing that such a useful thing for life-saving is not pretentious, so he carefully kept it: "I will definitely give it back to you, don't worry."

An An turned his head: "Believe in sir."

The sound of breaking through the air came out, and the prison bull appeared beside him and handed over a piece of clothing: "I didn't expect that time was so tight, so the clothes were ready quickly and lived up to their responsibilities."

Qin Yi looked at the tea next to him.

Then I remembered that my clothes were transformed into clouds and mists in the past two days. I wonder what the "essence" in this girl's eyes is. Could it be that she had been running for two days?

Qingcha's eyes are bright and seem to be reminded of something.

Qin Yi didn't know what Qingcha was thinking about this time, so her notebook might be going to a strange place...

He thrust helplessly at the corner of his mouth and took over the blue shirt.

The first reaction was that it was very heavy. On the surface, I looked like a blue shirt, but I didn’t know what I had added, so heavy.

The Prison Niu said lightly: "Incorporated into a piece of armor on the back."

Dominate the tortoise shell!

Writing as a blue shirt, reading as a heavy armor?

Prison Niu said: "Your velvet was originally biased towards the magic system, but in fact it doesn't match the same style as your barbarian. Now it's suitable... In addition, the armor of the domineering armor is not just a physical protection. Anyone with a divine calculation may rebound and backlash - although your fate is difficult to calculate, it is the way of heaven and cannot be grasped. Now this is the protection of essence."

"Thank you." Qin Yi gave a sincere gift and put on his clothes.

As expected, I still look like a blue shirt I am used to, but the patterns are a little different, and it looks like I have changed into a new style. You can feel that various demonic powers have been added to it, mainly related to the water-based wood system, filling the vitality that the Rift Valley Demon City lacked before.

The real robes of all demons.

Qin Yi was very suspicious. If he wanted to give his heart to himself, his claws would not be able to wear this piece of clothing at all.

This is the strongest velvet that artificial can make... If you want to be more awesome, you probably have to look for it innately, just like the Jianmu Lotus that the dog took the opportunity to pick? A lotus just may not be as practical as this dress.

Qiuniu said: "I know that you went to Kunlunxu for the sake of the senior you are with you... So I don't remind you about what you want to do. This is some location map I have been to. It may be beneficial if you keep it."

After taking the jade slip handed over by the priest, Qin Yi gave a deep gift: "Before going to the sea, I had some bad misunderstandings about you, and Qin Yi apologized."

The priest waved his hand, and he had a deep meaning in his eyes: "There is no misunderstanding... he is self-consistent and is peaceful and quiet, and he can't escape such criticism. If you and that senior... have something to gain in the future, you and I will discuss it again."

Just as the names of some people in the sky cannot be mentioned randomly, the names of tassels in the mouth of the imperial bull do not announce them.

Everyone knew it, and Qin Yi nodded: "Just leave here."

After saying that, he turned around and felt as if he was in a dark mood, the sound of piano sounded at the top of Jianmu.

The song is called "Picking Weiwei".

Qin Yi looked back again and looked at the sleeves hidden in the clouds on the top of Jianmu.

The two worlds have different civilizations, but the emotions are similar.

The way of piano music ultimately points to the same end point.

When picking the vine, the vine also says it’s about returning and returning, and the year is not about stopping.

Because of the lack of houses and houses, there is no need to leave for a house, because of the lack of time for a house.
Chapter completed!