Ju Yunxiu looked at Qin Yi's eyes, and Qin Yi looked at each other calmly.

Both eyes gradually rippled.

Ju Yunxiu knew that Qin Yi wasn't picking nice words, that the mood was real.

Because Qin Yi itself is not a music-loving person, but only interested and self-cultivation. The two know each other, not the music painting itself, but their meaning.

Such Qin Yi, it is normal for him to draw a picture for some kind of record when he is interested. It is fine to draw a flute and blow the tune. I am afraid that it is a bit forced.

Unless someone is together.

That's why she lives in Yunxiu. From the beginning, Qin Yi learned these things just to make peace with her.

Thinking of Ju Yunxiu here is also a little bit proud: that stick knows what is elegant, hum.

but……

"In the past, you learned these things for quietness. I think you don't need them anymore, and you have calmed down and slowed down." Ju Yunxiu asked, "Is it my illusion? Or is it because of phaseless perfection, naturally?" "

Qin Yi raised her head and thought for a while: "It's the way to be without a phase. If it wasn't for Jiuying's trouble, and it made me have to deal with it, I would probably stay in a place for a hundred years, slow down completely, and see the smoke and rain around , Yunxia in the mountains, playing a stream of water, soaking a pot of tea ... "

Qingcha: "..."

Qin Yi reached out and grabbed the dull hair on the head of Qingcha, and smiled: "Sister Sister ordered Qingcha, was that what she thought?"

Ju Yunxiu smiled on his head: "Your unrelated journey is actually my way to Huiyang, shameful."

"This is actually a consistent way, regardless of state. I'm picking it up now, but looking back." Qin Yi continued to scratch his hair: "It feels like this way, I don't know how Taiqing will prove it, but I think as long as there is If someone comes to beat me, it ’s not too clear and it ’s no big deal. "

Ju Yunxiu smiled: "I think that if you continue this state of mind, it will naturally become too clear."

Qin Yi continued to scratch his hair: "Maybe."

It seemed to him that the dullness of picking up clear tea was more important than the discussion of Tai Qing's way.

Qingcha finally exploded: "What are you touching, Uncle Master!"

Qin Yile said: "Your dull hair can stand upright and won't hang down. It's so cute. It's so good to cultivate fairy."

"Ah!" Qingcha turned his head to bite his hand.

I was so angry that Master Uncle was not bullied by Master, thinking that Master Uncle would save the poor tea.

Qin Yi fought back and fought with Qingcha to play cat and cat fist, happy.

"Poof ..." Ju Yunxiu finally laughed.

Say he has changed a lot. His temperament has changed quite a bit. There is a little bit of the taste of the leader group and a little aura of Yuezhi, but in fact he has never changed. It ’s okay to look back and do n’t forget Akiko. , He is still him.

Qin Yi grabbed Qingcha's two small fists with one big hand, and Qingcha raised her foot and kicked, but couldn't kick, and kicked again.

Qin Yi busy coaxing: "Don't cry, don't cry, good tea, give you this."

He passed a small jade bottle and teased his nose dimly with tears in his eyes: "What is this?"

"Beiming's ice-cold crystal pith, a condensed drop of dew."

Ju Yunxiu moved slightly: "Good stuff."

Qin Yi said with a smile: "It may be very good for plants ... If the tea has been transformed by Jianmu juice, how can it be practiced so slowly? I don't want her life to be counted, and it turns back into a piece of tea that can no longer be infused."

Qingcha grabbed the small jade bottle and hugged it, and his eyes were dripping.

Ju Yunxiu turned his eyes on Qingcha and him several times. After all, he did n’t say anything. He just smiled and said, "The five teas of Qingcha have been opened and they have the ability to practice. Unlike the original girl who was always a piano heart, she couldn't grow up. Since I can make the cloud, I can make the sun brighter, I can be higher, as long as you pay more attention to me ... I am a bit stupid, and I can be saved ... "

Qing Tea Ceremony: "I'm not stupid. I can paint well!"

Qin Yi beckoned, Qing tea came together, Qin Yi said with his ear: "Is there a painting book recently?"

"The essence of painting, yes." Qing Chadao: "I painted Master's ..."

Qin Yi ecstatic: "Show me ... by the way, don't show it to others."

"No, only I have seen it myself." Qingcha sneaked a sketch from under the skirt.

A slender hand stretched out to grab the ears of Qingcha, and was thrown under Baiyuqiao.

A scream came, and a tea leaf dangled, flowing with the water.

Qin Yi bowed his head.

Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a smile: "You said you drew some time ago, show me."

Qin Yi sat next to her and took out what she had painted when she was reclusive in the small town a few days ago.

Ju Yunxiu took it and looked at them one by one.

At the beginning, he only nodded slightly, and felt that Qin Yi had a good painting, and all of his forms and expressions were profound.

But looking at it, he gradually became fascinated.

She felt the smell of "spirit".

That is, a certain spirituality that both the book of fairy books and her paintings can possess is also a prerequisite for realization, which can be realized under the operation of their special spells.

But the spirit of Qin Yi ... makes her feel a little different ...

It seems that it does not come out ... but somehow, there is a feeling that the source of the road is entangled in it.

Let Liu Su Yaoguang look at these paintings, they may not have the feeling of Ju Yunxiu, this is the counterpart.

"These paintings of you ... seem to have a high level of Tao in it, which makes me feel like something too clear." Ju Yunxiu dreamed like: "Is this really what you drew?"

"Yes ... In those days, there were some realms, and I said that I was not very clear." Qin Yi said a little regretfully: "I originally left the small town and wanted to go to the demon city to continue. Unfortunately, there are so many things about the nine infants. It ’s hard to find it now. "

Ju Yunxiu exquisitely said: "Since it has already been, it may be available. What else do you want to draw?"

"Things. Jianmu or something ..." Qin Yidao said: "When the painting is almost finished, I want to write."

"Huh? Isn't there a matching word in your picture?"

"Not the same. I'm looking back on what I saw in this life. Those words belong to illustrations, and they are still part of painting."

"Then what do you mean ..."

"Since it is a reorganization of the memories, there are not necessarily characters in the memories, there are other things ..." Qin Yidao: "For example, the way of knowing, like this immortal palace? I will write it one by one, To make a complete review of what I know, I should look for it on my clear path. "

Ju Yunxiu stared at him for a while, and suddenly said: "When you finish this thing, merge them with this mountain and river painting world, can you?"

Qin Yi casually said: "It's okay, if it's done like that, then it's too clear for this painting?"

Ju Yunxiu said to himself indifferently: "Too clear? No no ... no more ..."

Qin Yi didn't understand what she was saying. When she talked about this mountain and river painting world, her thoughts also turned here. Seeing the blood color looming in the scroll, even the scenes in the painting were obscured. Can't help asking: "Can't Zuo Qingtian get it?"

"Well, he is too strong. This **** prestige has destroyed the entire mountain and rivers of the painting world several times ... It's just that this is just painting ..." Ju Yunxiu's eyes fell back on the scroll, a bit distressed. "If According to conventional methods of sacrifice, I may need a long-term retreat to do this specifically ... But is the situation right now? "

Qin Yi pulled out mace: "I stab him!"

Ju Yunxiu laughed dumbly, remembering the scene of tossing and sealing.

"Zuo Qingtian is not invincible. Your boundary is almost meaningless to him. Even if it is not infidelity, it was originally caused by the impact of the soul after the great Qianyuan, not by your stick."

"Then I'm going to rush him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ I am now practicing higher than him."

Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes circulated, laughing lightly: "It is not only soul power but also voice that can be introduced into the painting world. Didn't you say that you want to play the flute and nobody? Now I am here."

In a sense, these words have the meaning of the Wenqing version for joy. You want the piano to be together and no one is together. Now I am ... Of course, this is very obscure. How to listen on the face is to ask the ensemble to fight the enemy the meaning of. Qin Yi heard itchy and uncomfortable, but had to cooperate with her. We were only convinced by the music against the enemy.

Qin Yi took out Yunxiu flute and placed his flute on his lips.

Ju Yunxiu's cheeks were reddish, and he looked down at him and took out the lyre.

In the blushing and hot heart, a whisper of unvoiced sound suddenly broke the **** sky in the painting world.

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PS: I wanted to take a lunch break yesterday afternoon, only to get up late at night. This chapter supplements yesterday's update. There are two more changes today, afternoon and evening.