If Minghe didn't come, Liusu himself would like to give Xiyue a chill and let her know that the palace empress is not a stick.
It would be great if Ming He comes. The master-disciple fight is the best thing to watch, and there is no need for me to take action at all.
Liusu quietly stretched out his hand from the stick and took a piece of melon from the table.
The snowflakes condensed and turned into the shape of Minghe. The scene was really beautiful, but the atmosphere was very cold.
The master and apprentice looked at each other for a long time. Xiyue was still nestled in Qin Yi's arms with her arms around her neck. Her head was empty and she didn't know what to say for a long time. Thinking about whether she missed something important just now, she called
What's going on with Qin Yi?
Minghe asked for her: "What are you good brother, master?"
Xiyue: "Okay...the songs are all good, all good."
"Why are you so nervous, Master?" Minghe held down the Master who was about to get up in a hurry, and said in his ear: "Seeing that Master is happy, I am also very happy."
"Huh?" Xiyue was dumbfounded. Isn't this apprentice a black man?
Lord Styx, turning black is so normal...
Even Qin Yi was so scared that he stared at Minghe, fearing that she would suddenly show her fangs.
Ming He came over, leaning on Qin Yi and Xi Yue's shoulders with his hands respectively, and said with a smile: "By the way, I suddenly thought of a question..."
"Wha, what's the problem?"
"If Qin Yi is Master's good brother, should I call him Master Qin Yi or uncle?"
"Pfft..." Liusu spurted out the melon juice. It seemed that no one had thought about this problem before. Ye Ling didn't ask Cheng Cheng that way, and no one had thought about it.
Qin Yi and Xi Yue were stunned for a long time, looking at Ming He who was so close and kissing each other on their shoulders, they didn't know how to answer this question.
Uncle...it doesn't count if you call me a good brother or a bad brother with love words...but my master...
The next moment, Minghe climbed up and sat on the other side of Qin Yi's lap, sitting halfway apart from his master, and said with a smile: "If this is the case now, are you the master or the disciple-in-law?"
The fringed melon is frozen in my mouth. I don't know whether I should think this scene is funny or should I feel sore. If you have something to say, please speak it carefully. If you want to fight, just fight quickly. What does it mean to sit on your lap yourself?
Qin Yi also felt that although he felt comfortable being hugged from left to right, it was actually like sitting in a stove and didn't know where to put his butt.
Seeing Qin Yi Xi Yue's dumbfounded look, Ming He smiled slightly, reached out to take the wine glass from the table, took a sip himself, then turned to Qin Yi and gestured: "Yeah!"
Seeing the threatening look in his eyes and the slightly bulging cheeks, Qin Yi was stupid enough to dare to refuse. He immediately bowed his head and kissed her, sharing the sip of wine.
Minghe hugged him and kissed him for a long time.
Xiyue: "..."
After a while, Minghe raised his head with satisfaction and asked the master curiously: "Is it sour?"
Xiyue: "...a little bit."
"Do you know how I feel?"
"..."
Liusu: "Does anyone know how I feel?"
Quiet.
Minghe was almost ruined by Liusu's unwarranted interjection, and the atmosphere he created was completely destroyed. After holding it in with a stiff face for a long time, he sighed to the master: "Okay, master, I said, let's see you happy.
Yes, I'm happy too. As for the ethics of master and apprentice, I'm Styx. I really don't care that much. You have feathers, so that's it... You don't have to let the smelly ghosts laugh at you."
Xiyue mumbled: "I didn't mean to bully you, I just couldn't hold it back... Don't give it away either. This stinky brother hasn't passed the test yet. When will it be his turn to hug you so comfortably?"
The master and apprentice paused for a moment, their eyes focused on each other's waists. The image of Qin Yi holding both master and apprentice with both hands was extremely clear.
His eyes gradually moved up again, glaring at Qin Yi's face from left to right.
Then they raised their small fists in a tacit understanding, and it looked like they were about to smash them down at the same time.
Qin Yi finally can no longer pretend to be a puppet. You, the loving master and the filial piety, are going to take action on me... I seem to be here to step on the sacred temple, not to hold my head...
Before the two fists came down, Qin Yi's hand around their waists seemed to have swelled, and he grabbed both hands at the same time.
"Huh?" The master and apprentice seemed to realize that this guy was actually resisting, and stared at him in surprise.
Qin Yi coughed twice and said seriously: "It's not me who wants to say those four words now, it's you who is sitting here by yourself. This is true..."
Minghe: "..."
"Now that we're here, it would be great to just sit here and have a drink and talk... don't think about fighting and killing all day long."
The power of the galaxy suddenly exploded from the small fist of Ming He being held, as if the Milky Way poured in, rushing into the meridians of Qin Yi's right hand, trying to break free.
At the same time, the power of Taiyin surged into Xiyue's small fist on the left, and the cold and quiet breath rushed into the meridians of the left hand, making people subconsciously want to let go.
The master and the disciple simultaneously launched a resistance against this kind of hugging that came and went!
Qin Yi smiled slightly, and the master and apprentice suddenly discovered that a very special space seemed to have formed in Qin Yi's body. Using his left and right hands as guides, like a canal to divert water, the master and apprentice's attacks collided with each other through this special space, causing a turbulent aftermath.
And they were all eliminated within, melted into chaos, never to be found again.
Qin Yi's way of space can already form his own universe. The power of Xiyue and Minghe is just a link of his chaos.
The effect is ten thousand times greater than the great movement of the universe. The body is the universe, and I am the chaos.
Just like that, the two of them were tightly bound together, their small fists were tied around their waists, and they could not move at all.
The way of time and space, time stops and binds.
Xiyue Minghe couldn't move her body, only her eyes were rolling around, looking at each other's blushing faces.
By accident, both master and apprentice were restrained by this guy at the same time.
Want to rebel violently?
If you're not that good, you'll get hurt easily.
Just admit it?
It seems that it was indeed given by him. Both of them took the initiative to sit on his lap. Didn't he bring about this situation...
It is said that he is really powerful now. Before this, neither Xiyue nor Minghe really thought that the master and the disciple could beat him at the same time and be trapped by him together. How can I put this feeling... It's like making a fuss
It was only later that Tengteng suddenly realized that he was the head of the family, not a punching bag, and he had only given in to you before.
If you make a fuss again, you might get spanked, which would be embarrassing.
The master and apprentice were silent for a moment, and the time-stop effect disappeared, but the two of them stopped struggling.
Xiyue glared at her apprentice, and Minghe pursed her lips.
The next moment, Qin Yi blocked his pouted mouth.
Minghe struggled but couldn't, clenching his small fists tightly but helpless. His eyelashes trembled for a long time, and finally he closed his eyes.
After a while, Qin Yi was found to have left again, and the master made a sound of "uh huh"...
"Relax." Minghe heard Qin Yi whisper: "It's not like we haven't been together before..."
Master's struggle gradually disappeared.
Did Master also spend time with someone else? Who was it?
Having said that, you can be with Meng Qingying, so what’s wrong with being with the master? The master is one of us, so what’s the point of being a fool...
When it comes to venting anger, it stands to reason that we should unite with Master to fight against others, such as those fairies and witches, such as the little ghost hiding in the stick and eating the melon.
Xiyue seemed to have thought of this as well.
We are obviously in the same group, so what is the point of civil war? If we want to tear them apart, we must tear them apart from those vixens in Cuihua.
Liusu held the melon in the stick and stared blankly at the change, not even taking a bite for a long time.
This bastard uses his own spatial skills to pick up other women... No... this simple trick actually incorporates a lot of things. Not to mention that Xi Yue Minghe's methods have been integrated into his chaos. In fact, his own spatial skills have been integrated into it.
So why not the Tao?
Seeing how the master and apprentice were blushing and being hugged on his lap and kissing each other, Liusu suddenly felt that this seemed to be the real "Kowoshenque Temple" and "Lan Xinghe".
Facts have proved that the existence of Shura Field is only due to the control and prestige of men, which is not enough.
When you are strong enough, there will often be another direction.
He never came to watch master and disciple quarrel... let alone to get beaten to vent his anger.