Qin Yi is so angry and funny. You, a girl who is so jerky even in kissing, how can you pretend to be experienced and play with a man?
I'm still taking revenge. Will you touch me back?
He simply lay down and said, "If you want to touch me, touch me. If you frown, you are not a good man!"
Meng Qingying thought for a moment and took out her shadow shuttle.
Qin Yi secretly cried out: "Hey, hey, what are you doing?"
"The shuttle is used for winding threads. It can wind various strips into the desired shape and then weave them out..."
"Hey, that's a thread, not mine!"
Liusu heard it in the cave and secretly complained: "Maybe it's a needle."
Meng Qingying outside didn't know that there was a Tucao stick in the cave, and was still thinking: "Everything can be woven, I can even weave shadows..." She moved the shadow shuttle to hover somewhere, and said with a smile: "
Let me think about it, what kind of knitting pattern would be better?"
Qin Yi was inexplicably sad and angry: "I can only use my hands on you at most, how can you use the rich woman's happy shuttle? You must be fair!"
"Rich woman?" Meng Qingying pursed her lips and said, "I'm not rich, I'm poor."
At this point, she suddenly remembered something and reached out to Qin Yi's ring: "It's only fair that you take away my magic weapon and I take away a few of your things..."
Qin Yi really wanted to say that when I touched your magic weapon, it was actually exchanged for the Devil Crying Jade...
But thinking that she was really poor and that she actually had a share of the spiritual stone, she didn't refuse and secretly told her that she could take it if she wanted.
As a result, Meng Qingying put her finger on his ring and remained motionless for a long time, her face turning blue and white, and her expression extremely dangerous.
Qin Yi's heart skipped a beat and he screamed inwardly.
Why did I forget that I still have some other things in my ring...
Sure enough, the next moment Meng Qingying gritted her teeth and said, "You just returned the Taoist scarf to Minghe, but you actually changed it back to an ordinary Taoist scarf. How reluctant are you to bear it?"
Qin Yi: "..."
"And that bellyband, that bellyband!" Meng Qingying stormed: "A Taoist nun in Minghe actually wears a layman's bellyband, have you all had such fun!"
"No, that's..." Qin Yi said halfway, but he didn't know how to explain it. He intuitively felt that if he dragged the senior sister into it again, he might die in an ugly way...
Ming He, who was in retreat facing the wall of Tianshu Temple, suddenly felt uneasy, and inexplicably felt that his Feng Ping had been victimized again.
She stood up, took a few steps, and thought to herself: "Why do I think of him again... This more than a year of self-cultivation should have left no ripples..."
After thinking for a while, he made a divination and tried to figure out what Qin Yi was doing at this time.
"It needs to be prosperous, prosperous, chaste and auspicious, and beneficial to the great rivers."
Minghe sighed softly: "Need, wait, do you mean I'm waiting for him? Or... someone else?"
"Need, Suya, he must be running for something, but he will succeed in the end, good luck."
"Necessity, necessity, danger is ahead, strong and not trapped, and its meaning is not to be trapped or poor. He is always like this..." Minghe murmured, looking at the mountain wall in a daze, speechless.
By the barren mountain lake, Mace jumped out of the cave. He stood by the cave and took a look. This was the scene outside:
Meng Qingying grabbed a pair of scissors made of shadow:?(*?ω?)?╰ひ╯?
Tassel: O_O
Qin Yi struggled hard, and another ray of Buddha's light emerged from the ring. It was the Buddhist bead he also had. It also had the binding effect, and instantly tied up Meng Qingying.
Xinglong raised his head and glanced, but there was no movement.
Meng Qingying struggled for a while but couldn't get away, so she turned around and cursed: "You damn traitor, have you been raised in vain?"
Xinglong turned his head away and said nothing. The puppet and its master had the same mind. Do you want me to do it? You don't know. You are pretending to cut something, but I haven't seen you actually do it.
Meng Qingying received the puppet's conscious feedback and became silent.
Qin Yi breathed out in a cold sweat. His injury was not as serious as Meng Qingying's. After taking medicine and resting for such a long time, he could move a long time ago. He was joking with Meng Qingying, but after cutting the plum blossoms, it became clear who suffered.
You have to live in it!
The two stared at each other for a while, and Qin Yi said helplessly: "Aren't we stupid to tie ourselves up like this?"
"I didn't tie you up, but you tied me up." Meng Qingying sneered, "What did Uncle Qin plan to do by tying up the little girl?"
Qin Yi remained silent and tried to break free from his restraints, but found that the Buddhist beads tied to him were of a much lower grade. When the owner of the magic weapon lost consciousness, its power had gradually faded away for so long. He instantly became smaller.
, before the beads had time to shrink, he got out, grew bigger again, and conveniently took the beads away.
Meng Qingying watched his series of operations quietly, until he put away the beads, and then said coldly: "Now that you can move but I can't, does Uncle Qin plan to continue the unfinished work of me?"
Should your bellyband be put together with Minghe’s?”
Qin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He believed that ghosts would come if you couldn't move. Xinglong was still standing by and watching.
He sighed, squatted in front of Meng Qingying and said, "Okay, don't be so arrogant... Minghe and I... don't know how to explain it, but it may not be the relationship you imagined."
Meng Qingying said lightly: "Isn't it just that you want her relationship? You can see it without saying it."
Qin Yi said: "Then you still..."
Meng Qingying interrupted: "Then you don't want me at all?"
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer this sentence.
Meng Qingying said slowly: "Before, in Xuanyin Sect, you said you wanted this cauldron... Well, you also said you only wanted red pills, do you really mean it?"
Qin Yi really had a headache. Of course, what he said was just acting on the spur of the moment and had no true meaning at all. But at this moment, he knew that if he really said that he didn't want it at all, there would be absolutely no good results. The effect would be roughly the same as the harsh sentence he said last time.
It's not much different if it hurts.
It's not necessarily that Meng Qingying must compete with Minghe. In the final analysis, the root cause is that Qin Yi has been helping Minghe kill her from the first moment they met. He has always been.
He could only answer in a roundabout way: "I'm sorry for what I said last time."
Meng Qingying was obviously not satisfied with this answer. Just as she was about to ask, an uncomfortable groan came from the side: "What furnace... what furnace? Where is the red... red pill?"
The two of them looked fiercely at the monk lying next to them.
If you don't wake up early or wake up late, hearing this kind of keyword activation? Your Dahuanxi Temple is really good enough.
Meng Qingying still seemed to be tied up and unable to move, but she had escaped long ago, leaving Qin Yi's beads hanging empty in the air.
Qin Yi: "..."
Both of them were silent, and they all came to the top of the monk, looking down at him expressionlessly.
The confused monk trembled with fright, suddenly woke up, realized what was going on at this time, and quickly apologized: "Spare... spare my life..."
Qin Yi was dumbfounded: "What do you call the master?"
The monk apologized and said, "No, I don't dare to be a master. Little monk Cihe."
"You're so kind as to tie up people and seize the cauldron after seeing us in front of you."
"Cihe is the little monk's dharma title...it's the little monk's lard that has deceived his heart. No, he shouldn't compete with Qin Xianchang for the cauldron."
Meng Qingying glanced sideways at Qin Yi, who was sweating profusely: "You are maliciously distorting and taking words out of context!"
Cihe just smiled in apology.
Qin Yi hurriedly said: "So, you are a compassionate person from Dahuanxi Temple. I want to ask you seriously, why are you, the remnant of Dahuanxi Temple, not in the Xuanyin Sect, but hiding alone in this ordinary mountain with no spiritual energy?
"
The topic changed so quickly that Meng Qingying stopped looking at him and looked at Cihe again.
This question is indeed very critical. Maybe even Qi Wen's matter can be answered here, and other things... I'll settle the score with him after the matter is over!