Chapter 292 Blood Jade Hosta, a guest at the City Lord’s Mansion
The woman's voice was clear and sweet, and he felt as if the treasure in his heart had softened into a puddle of water.
"Okay, Yin'er has got another big baby, but what's more important now is how Yin'er controls the Eye of Reincarnation and becomes the master of the Eye of Reincarnation."
Yun Yi pampered the woman and looked deeply at her with his purple eyes.
"Being the owner of the Eye of Reincarnation? The Eye of Reincarnation has not recognized its owner yet?" Murong Yin blinked and said.
"Absolutely." Yun Yi was noncommittal.
"What's going on?" Murong Yin asked.
Yun Yi: "Since the Eye of Samsara has chosen you and entered your eyes, it has recognized you to a certain extent. But if Yin'er wants the Eye of Samsara to stop being so ostentatious, she has to pass the test again and again.
Only by using it can the Eye of Reincarnation truly recognize you as the Lord."
"Is this Eye of Reincarnation intelligent?"
"It's not spiritual intelligence." Yun Yi shook his head: "It's spirituality that is rarer than spiritual intelligence."
Um?
What is spirituality?
This time, without waiting for Murong Yin to ask, the man answered directly: "Spiritual wisdom can be acquired through tens of millions of years of practice in weapons and elixirs, while spirituality can only be found in the divine objects left over from the beginning of antiquity. They
He will choose his own master, but once he is tyrannically occupied by someone, he will only make a fuss and lose his life."
Huh?
These gods are quite overbearing.
"Then is there any way to temporarily cover up the person until he has obtained the Eye of Reincarnation?"
Murong Yin asked, otherwise, once she leaves this courtyard, she will definitely live a life of being on the run and being hunted.
"Yin'er, come here, I have a way to temporarily cover the Eye of Reincarnation." Yun Yi said.
Hearing this, Murong Yin slowly approached him. In her eyes, the man's face gradually came closer.
Murong Yin held her breath and closed her eyes subconsciously. As a result, the man chuckled.
Murong Yin: "..."
Gently grinding his teeth, he wanted to open his eyes to see what the man was doing. A big hand was placed on one side of his cheek, and the next second, his forehead and eyebrows felt warm and cool.
Immediately afterwards, a huge amount of content came into his mind, and Murong Yin frowned slightly, trying to adapt to the discomfort caused by the technique being poured into his mind, and at the same time trying to digest the content.
After a long time, the warmth on the eyebrows disappeared, and Murong Yin slowly opened her eyes, facing a pair of gentle and affectionate purple eyes.
"Since Yin'er likes the baby so much, how about I give Yin'er another one?"
The man's voice was low and coaxing.
"Gift?"
"Yes, a gift~" Yun Yi said dotingly, with faint purple eyes and a slight curve on her thin lips: "It can also be one of the betrothal gifts~"
Murong Yin: "!"
The glazed black eyes widened instantly, and after a while, she realized what the man had said, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red with embarrassment.
"You...what did you say! Who...who is going to marry you!"
Murong Yin became anxious and raised her hand to strike, but the man grabbed it.
Rubbing Rouyi in his hand, Yun Yi smiled at the woman's reaction and continued teasing her: "Well... the dowry is fine, I don't choose~"
Murong Yin: "......!"
The low and sultry voice rang in her ears, and Murong Yin opened her mouth in shock. She never expected that this man was already so horny.
"You, you, you...when did you become like this!"
Murong Yin calmed down the shock in her heart and suppressed these words.
Unexpectedly, the man raised his lips angrily: "Don't you like Yin'er?"
With such a flawless face, Murong Yin damn loves it.
but.
"Don't change the subject. Where are the gifts?"
Murong Yin stepped back, stretched out her hand, palm up, and placed it clearly under the man's eyes. She looked at the man delicately, feeling particularly confident.
"Ha~"
Yun Yi chuckled lightly, and did not pursue the woman's avoidance of answering. Instead, he took out an exquisite purple gold box from the ring, placed it on the woman's outstretched hand, and said, "Yin'er, open it and take a look?"
Murong Yin stared at the box in her palm, guessing it must be jewelry.
He raised his eyes to look at the man, stretched out his hand to open the box, and saw an exquisite hairpin.
The entire hairpin is made of fine ruby. The hairpin is wrapped with complicated patterns using unknown crafting materials. The head of the hairpin is in the shape of a flower from the other side. In the middle of each flower leaf, there is a very fine golden thread.
The threads flow slowly, as if they are the lifeblood of Bana Flower.
Murong Yin took it out and traced the pattern of the hairpin with her fingertips, but her glazed black eyes looked at the man intently: "Is this blood jade hairpin a magical weapon?"
"Yes." Yun Yi nodded slightly, with a flattering smile on his lips: "I made this with my own hands. It can withstand three attacks from the peak of Mahayana. Do you like Yin'er?"
I like it, how could I not like it?
Murong Yin handed the hosta to the man's hand and raised a touching smile: "Put it on for me, okay?"
The man was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on his lips, his purple eyes filled with starlight: "It's a great honor~"
The slender fingers took the jade hairpin, and the woman in front of her lowered her forehead slightly in response. The blood jade hairpin slowly sank into her temples, complementing the Manzhushahua that turned into hairpins in her hair.
"Since Yin'er lets me style my hair, she will be my wife from now on."
Yun Yi's face was full of spring breeze, and his voice was full of joy.
"Huh." Murong Yin snorted lightly, but did not refute, which made the man laugh even more.
"Okay, I'm going to deal with the Eye of Reincarnation now. Do whatever you have to do." Murong Yin was annoyed by the laughter, and immediately left the man and ran away.
Yun Yi: "Haha~, shy Yin'er is so cute~"
Murong Yin went to practice, and Yun Yi sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard. He wanted to protect Yin'er~
When Li Luoyou and the others came back, they saw Yun Yi sitting there like a door god. Feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power in the room, everyone was no longer surprised. They all found a place to rest.
"The current leader of the Ling Tribe, Ling Wan, invited Youyou and the others to be guests." Mu Yun sat down opposite Yun Yi and spoke calmly.
"It doesn't matter. After Yin'er became friends with the Feng Lie brothers and sisters, there was destined to be cause and effect between her and the Spiritual Clan." Yun Yi said calmly.
"But in the last life, Ayin and Youyou had no intersection with the Spirit Clan."
Mu Yun said this sentence through sound transmission.
Yun Yi disagreed: "You said it was in the last life. You must know what happened to them back then, but now that they are back, it is normal for some things that we cannot predict to happen."
Even so, Mu Yun was still worried: "I once made predictions for Ayin and Youyou in this life. I can get a glimpse of Youyou's future, but I can't predict anything about Ayin."
Um?
After hearing this, Yun Yi's attention shifted slightly.
