The little girl who was painting looked at Qin Yi blankly, and Qin Yi blankly looked at the woman in yellow.
What and what...
What is Nanli History? That kind of thing is generally compiled by later generations. But Nanli has not yet been destroyed. Where did Nanli History come from?Could it be that the cave was two months old, and it has been a hundred years in the world?
I don’t know how to beat the poor family when I left the cave. The villagers said that I haven’t seen my benefactor for more than two months, and it’s not a problem at this time.
Oh by the way, daily life note. After all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess, and the regent. Maybe how many things I have recorded?There are still some records from people at the time?
But you saw it?Where to peep?
Besides, you have read the book and recorded me in it, so you recognize me?
God, you...
Oh yes, this is indeed a cultivator, it is true that it is a god.
Qin Yi knocked on the head, his forehead was in chaos.
When I tried to sense the other party's practice, I found that it was as vast as the sea, which seemed much more unpredictable than the Minghe River in Tengyun Realm and the Cheng Cheng at the peak of Ningdan.
Hui...Boss Huiyang?
This woman who seems to be sleepy and confused is a big boss of Huiyang. I don’t know how many layers of Huiyang are...
If Senior Ancient Corpse doesn't count, this person may be the strongest person he has seen after entering the practice.
But she looked like she was only in her twenties at most, with a confused face, sleepy eyes, and squinted at Qin Yi slightly, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Did she just wake up or was she a little myopia?
Are there any myopia cultivators?
You're not teasing me...
Because he had just woken up, his clothes were loose and he could still see deep ditches. The snow-white plumpness made Qin Yi dizzy.
Although he was very strong in his practice, he did not bring any pressure to Qin Yi. Instead, he immediately figured out the scene of intellectual tutoring Avi...
The woman seemed to have seen Qin Yi clearly, stood up straight with satisfaction, and chanted quietly: National teacher Qin Yi is a mountain and field alchemist.At first, King Wu Lie was the prince and went to Xianshan with Princess Zhaoyang, looking at the thatched cottage, and then walked with him.He planned to kill Donghua soon, and Wu Lie was old and Yi went to the Rift Valley alone to prolong his life.When he returned, the jade was burned, and the orphan was saved by the sea of fire.Zhaoyang destroyed the Western Wilderness and gained great power.The universe is settled, and the chess will not receive merits and will travel far away. The king respects it deeply and is the position of the national teacher, waiting for the chess to return forever.This is "Nanli People's Records", which was compiled by Emperor Dagan consulting with the envoy, and the envoy compiled his experiences and then returned to the country to compile it.
Qin Yi listened silently, sighing in his heart.
It is reasonable to say that it is a great messenger who compiles the story of a person. This record can be considered objectively explained, and there are some errors in the details, such as missing the emotional scene between himself and Li Qingjun?
This content sounds like Li Qingjun told the messenger himself, and he probably has no nerve to talk about the emotional scene.
But then again, you have read all these miscellaneous books, which is really amazing.
Listening to others talking about his history, he actually became a person in the book. This experience is really indescribable. Qin Yi sighed, really wondering what he was feeling at this time.
He was silent for a moment, and the words turned to his mouth: As expected, just a few strokes can actually write a hundred chapters.
The woman's eyes lit up: One hundred chapters, have you written it?You write it and I'll read it.
Qin Yifu's forehead: I can't write.
The woman sighed, as if she realized that she was not very elegant in clothes at this time. Her face turned red slightly and she tidied up her clothes.
The lazy and confused look disappeared, and it became intellectual and elegant, just like the lady who was influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood. She was living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, with the sense of bookishness and transcendence of living in the clouds and mountains, which was very beautiful.
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment.
This is also a kind of fairy beauty. It is a bit different from the distance of Minghe. Although it is a bit ethereal, it is more friendly.
The woman actually performed a scholarly ceremony: People outside the mountain have met people in the book.
Qin Yi shook his head and said: Since I am standing here, I am no longer a person in the book.
The woman blinked and smiled slightly: When it comes to spring dreams, when it goes away, it is like searching for clouds, and finally there is a illusion in front of her, or it may not be as true as the word in the book.
As he said that, he turned around and stretched, then patted his mouth and yawned back: Since I saw the people in the book, I am over today, so it is better to sleep.Cherry tea, treat me to guests.
So what you mean after a long time in this article is actually to die when you see the light, right?
Qin Yi half opened his mouth and watched her back enter the room. He didn't remember how many times he had been there today.
You tidied up your clothes and bowed, not to say a few words to the guests, but to say goodbye and go back to bed?
It turns out that all the people here are not normal...
That, this brother...
Qin Yi looked down and the little girl named Qingcha was still sitting on the ground and looking up at him. Her big eyes were as pure as the dew on the camellia beside her.
This brother, are you here to become a disciple, a visiting friend, or a proposal to marry him?
Well?Proposal?
The master said that if you come here, you don’t directly say your intentions. If you don’t leave, you probably have intentions for me... Qingchao looked at him with a big shot: Don’t have intentions for me, Ah, I’m so young.
Qin Yi's black line: If you don't talk about your intention here, you will probably have intentions for your master. What are your intentions for your girl who is not even full of hair?
Before he finished speaking, Qingcha rolled and crawled: Master, this man said he had intentions for you.
Qin Yi: ?
A woman's lazy voice came from inside the house: She has the ability to paint but is not accustomed to painting.He has a lot of literacy, but he doesn't read.The cocoon in the hand is not a pen and ink, but a weapon.The Tao is there, everyone can see it, but few people know it, that's it.Whether you ask for a teacher, ask for a marriage, please come back.
Qin Yi finally understood the reason why she died in the light after meeting the people in the book.
She doesn't have the national teacher she imagines, but she is a common man.
Qingcha is knocking on the door: Master, don’t pretend, it’s rare that someone wants you. You don’t think you can only read books and draw like a fool, nor do you say that you sleep like a pig every day...
Somewhere I rolled up a soft air, tied up the tea, and then slammed heavily on the ground and sat on a split.
The tea was so painful that it was filled with tears.
Qin Yi laughed silently and suddenly felt that this place was very fun.
The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, two hills, are almost two levels of heaven and earth.I really don’t know how much fun this so-called worldly way still has.
But Qin Yi also felt a little overjoyed. It seemed that observing Wandao was not very meaningful, and it would not help his breakthrough in the heart of the piano. I am afraid that it would be similar to find something else to see.
However, Liusu has different perspectives when looking at these, so he has to look at Liusu's opinions.He asked Liusu secretly: Do you want to see something else?
Liusu said: I'm so happy today.It's going to be late, let's take a look tomorrow.But we only try it so lightly, it is like a quick look, and the gains are too shallow.I suggest staying here tonight and talking to this woman, maybe you can get a way of calligraphy and painting in Huiyang realm. It's amazing.
Qin Yi squatted down and asked Qingcha: Little sister, are you keeping guests here?
Qingcha looked at him like a pervert: Go down the mountain and cross the formation, the right arm of the stone turtle, the town’s folk garden is suitable for you.Then look at me with such a despicable gaze, be careful I will hit you.
What's so naughty about me?This is obviously kind.
Qingcha said suspiciously: Really?
real!
oh.The little girl scratched her head: Do you really want to be my master?
Can every girl focus on the key points?All I want is staying at home. Can you understand it if you stay at home?
Come with me.
Qingcha pulled his sleeves and walked towards the guesthouse, whispering: I tell you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, and painting. As long as you can impress her, you may be my master.
I said I just borrowed...
I have heard of this kind of excuse many times, but in the end they were beaten up by the master and threw it down the mountain.This old routine can't deceive the smart Qingcha at all.
What and what...
What is Nanli History? That kind of thing is generally compiled by later generations. But Nanli has not yet been destroyed. Where did Nanli History come from?Could it be that the cave was two months old, and it has been a hundred years in the world?
I don’t know how to beat the poor family when I left the cave. The villagers said that I haven’t seen my benefactor for more than two months, and it’s not a problem at this time.
Oh by the way, daily life note. After all, my relationship is all related to the king, princess, and the regent. Maybe how many things I have recorded?There are still some records from people at the time?
But you saw it?Where to peep?
Besides, you have read the book and recorded me in it, so you recognize me?
God, you...
Oh yes, this is indeed a cultivator, it is true that it is a god.
Qin Yi knocked on the head, his forehead was in chaos.
When I tried to sense the other party's practice, I found that it was as vast as the sea, which seemed much more unpredictable than the Minghe River in Tengyun Realm and the Cheng Cheng at the peak of Ningdan.
Hui...Boss Huiyang?
This woman who seems to be sleepy and confused is a big boss of Huiyang. I don’t know how many layers of Huiyang are...
If Senior Ancient Corpse doesn't count, this person may be the strongest person he has seen after entering the practice.
But she looked like she was only in her twenties at most, with a confused face, sleepy eyes, and squinted at Qin Yi slightly, as if she had to get closer to see clearly. Did she just wake up or was she a little myopia?
Are there any myopia cultivators?
You're not teasing me...
Because he had just woken up, his clothes were loose and he could still see deep ditches. The snow-white plumpness made Qin Yi dizzy.
Although he was very strong in his practice, he did not bring any pressure to Qin Yi. Instead, he immediately figured out the scene of intellectual tutoring Avi...
The woman seemed to have seen Qin Yi clearly, stood up straight with satisfaction, and chanted quietly: National teacher Qin Yi is a mountain and field alchemist.At first, King Wu Lie was the prince and went to Xianshan with Princess Zhaoyang, looking at the thatched cottage, and then walked with him.He planned to kill Donghua soon, and Wu Lie was old and Yi went to the Rift Valley alone to prolong his life.When he returned, the jade was burned, and the orphan was saved by the sea of fire.Zhaoyang destroyed the Western Wilderness and gained great power.The universe is settled, and the chess will not receive merits and will travel far away. The king respects it deeply and is the position of the national teacher, waiting for the chess to return forever.This is "Nanli People's Records", which was compiled by Emperor Dagan consulting with the envoy, and the envoy compiled his experiences and then returned to the country to compile it.
Qin Yi listened silently, sighing in his heart.
It is reasonable to say that it is a great messenger who compiles the story of a person. This record can be considered objectively explained, and there are some errors in the details, such as missing the emotional scene between himself and Li Qingjun?
This content sounds like Li Qingjun told the messenger himself, and he probably has no nerve to talk about the emotional scene.
But then again, you have read all these miscellaneous books, which is really amazing.
Listening to others talking about his history, he actually became a person in the book. This experience is really indescribable. Qin Yi sighed, really wondering what he was feeling at this time.
He was silent for a moment, and the words turned to his mouth: As expected, just a few strokes can actually write a hundred chapters.
The woman's eyes lit up: One hundred chapters, have you written it?You write it and I'll read it.
Qin Yifu's forehead: I can't write.
The woman sighed, as if she realized that she was not very elegant in clothes at this time. Her face turned red slightly and she tidied up her clothes.
The lazy and confused look disappeared, and it became intellectual and elegant, just like the lady who was influenced by calligraphy and painting since childhood. She was living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, with the sense of bookishness and transcendence of living in the clouds and mountains, which was very beautiful.
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment.
This is also a kind of fairy beauty. It is a bit different from the distance of Minghe. Although it is a bit ethereal, it is more friendly.
The woman actually performed a scholarly ceremony: People outside the mountain have met people in the book.
Qin Yi shook his head and said: Since I am standing here, I am no longer a person in the book.
The woman blinked and smiled slightly: When it comes to spring dreams, when it goes away, it is like searching for clouds, and finally there is a illusion in front of her, or it may not be as true as the word in the book.
As he said that, he turned around and stretched, then patted his mouth and yawned back: Since I saw the people in the book, I am over today, so it is better to sleep.Cherry tea, treat me to guests.
So what you mean after a long time in this article is actually to die when you see the light, right?
Qin Yi half opened his mouth and watched her back enter the room. He didn't remember how many times he had been there today.
You tidied up your clothes and bowed, not to say a few words to the guests, but to say goodbye and go back to bed?
It turns out that all the people here are not normal...
That, this brother...
Qin Yi looked down and the little girl named Qingcha was still sitting on the ground and looking up at him. Her big eyes were as pure as the dew on the camellia beside her.
This brother, are you here to become a disciple, a visiting friend, or a proposal to marry him?
Well?Proposal?
The master said that if you come here, you don’t directly say your intentions. If you don’t leave, you probably have intentions for me... Qingchao looked at him with a big shot: Don’t have intentions for me, Ah, I’m so young.
Qin Yi's black line: If you don't talk about your intention here, you will probably have intentions for your master. What are your intentions for your girl who is not even full of hair?
Before he finished speaking, Qingcha rolled and crawled: Master, this man said he had intentions for you.
Qin Yi: ?
A woman's lazy voice came from inside the house: She has the ability to paint but is not accustomed to painting.He has a lot of literacy, but he doesn't read.The cocoon in the hand is not a pen and ink, but a weapon.The Tao is there, everyone can see it, but few people know it, that's it.Whether you ask for a teacher, ask for a marriage, please come back.
Qin Yi finally understood the reason why she died in the light after meeting the people in the book.
She doesn't have the national teacher she imagines, but she is a common man.
Qingcha is knocking on the door: Master, don’t pretend, it’s rare that someone wants you. You don’t think you can only read books and draw like a fool, nor do you say that you sleep like a pig every day...
Somewhere I rolled up a soft air, tied up the tea, and then slammed heavily on the ground and sat on a split.
The tea was so painful that it was filled with tears.
Qin Yi laughed silently and suddenly felt that this place was very fun.
The Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, two hills, are almost two levels of heaven and earth.I really don’t know how much fun this so-called worldly way still has.
But Qin Yi also felt a little overjoyed. It seemed that observing Wandao was not very meaningful, and it would not help his breakthrough in the heart of the piano. I am afraid that it would be similar to find something else to see.
However, Liusu has different perspectives when looking at these, so he has to look at Liusu's opinions.He asked Liusu secretly: Do you want to see something else?
Liusu said: I'm so happy today.It's going to be late, let's take a look tomorrow.But we only try it so lightly, it is like a quick look, and the gains are too shallow.I suggest staying here tonight and talking to this woman, maybe you can get a way of calligraphy and painting in Huiyang realm. It's amazing.
Qin Yi squatted down and asked Qingcha: Little sister, are you keeping guests here?
Qingcha looked at him like a pervert: Go down the mountain and cross the formation, the right arm of the stone turtle, the town’s folk garden is suitable for you.Then look at me with such a despicable gaze, be careful I will hit you.
What's so naughty about me?This is obviously kind.
Qingcha said suspiciously: Really?
real!
oh.The little girl scratched her head: Do you really want to be my master?
Can every girl focus on the key points?All I want is staying at home. Can you understand it if you stay at home?
Come with me.
Qingcha pulled his sleeves and walked towards the guesthouse, whispering: I tell you, Master loves reading, calligraphy, and painting. As long as you can impress her, you may be my master.
I said I just borrowed...
I have heard of this kind of excuse many times, but in the end they were beaten up by the master and threw it down the mountain.This old routine can't deceive the smart Qingcha at all.
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