Chapter six hundred and seventy-six butterfly dance
Back in the house, Yu Shang was staring at An An.
Qin Yi looked at An An in surprise.
This girl is no longer a cylindrical clam shell today. She still maintains the shape of butterfly wings. She is fresh, soft and weak, standing there weakly, forming a strong contrast with the heroic and proud feathers, but both are beautiful.
You can't tell which one is more beautiful between the two beauties. This probably depends on the onlookers' personal preferences...
Of course, in Qin Yi's eyes, his wife was more beautiful. He quickly walked forward with a smile and hugged Yu Shang: "Why do you come back so early in the morning and stare at An An?"
Yu Shang snorted coldly: "She came here in all her glory early in the morning and she didn't know who she wanted to hook up with."
An An said angrily: "My husband asked me to let go of the clam shell, and I kept it this way on purpose!"
"You can let go of that cylindrical clam shell. Who are you showing it to in such a beautiful way?"
"I..." An An got stuck. This was indeed for Qin Yi. After all, Qin Yi told her seriously yesterday: "She's very beautiful, An An."
What female creature wouldn’t like to hear this... Besides, my husband said this and deliberately restored the original cylinder. Isn’t it a bit pretentious?
That's why I keep coming here.
But the husband was not at home, and in the eyes of his wife, this seemed to be a bit strange. Tears rolled in An An's eyes, and she didn't know how to explain it.
"No, no..." Qin Yi hurriedly stopped him: "Don't fall down and turn into pearls again. I feel like you've almost wasted several layers of Huiyang cultivation just by wasting your spiritual power..."
An An held back her tears: "I wouldn't have been lower in cultivation than Yu Shang!"
Yu Shang couldn't help but complain: "Just like you, no matter how high your practice is, you will still be beaten to tears."
"No." An An said confidently: "As long as you hide in the shell, my spells will be very powerful!"
Yu Shang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He found no pleasure in arguing with her, so she said to Qin Yi: "Husband, let's practice the flute with her. I'll get some fruit for you to eat."
The two of them kissed each other for a while, and Yu Shang left with a gentle look on her face. An An watched her go outside, scratching her head a little.
Externally, this birdie is very proud, with a cold face that doesn't deserve a beating, and her words are so irritating that it makes people want to hit her, but in front of her husband, she is so gentle and gentle that she is almost like a clam girl.
It's really strange.
Is the power of love so great that it can make a proud feathered man surrender willingly? Can it make a timid clam girl brave and fearless?
Most likely not, there is no such a magical thing. An An can't even imagine what it would be like to rush forward bravely, that doesn't exist...
Even opening a clam shell is still embarrassing.
An An sniffed: "Sir, shall we start training together today?"
Qin Yi looked her over and said with a smile: "Anyway, I feel like you are indeed a lot more generous today... Let's get started."
An An took out a jade flute, which she had specially made these days. Qin Yi's eyes turned green when he saw it.
My Yunxiu flute has entrusted my senior sister's love in it. I have followed it for many years and re-refined it several times when I got new materials. For example, when I got the materials from the heavenly being in the demon city, I hid in the red rock ground to build a cave.
At that time, I repeatedly upgraded Yunxiu Di, and it is still a magic weapon in the middle stage of Huiyang.
This An'an is a magic weapon from the early Qianyuan period...it was made on the spur of the moment.
Qin Yi was very suspicious. Apart from Pixiu, the richest people in the sea were clam girls. It was not easy for others to bully them. They could kill people with magic weapons alone.
"Sir, sir?" An An stretched out his palm and shook it in front of Qin Yi's eyes.
"Uh." Qin Yi came to his senses and took out the Yunxiu flute.
An An looked at Yun Xiu Di with sympathy: "Sir, how can you say that you are also a member of the clan, the envoy of the Phoenix God, and Yu Ren will give you this? It's too cold... let's do this, I'll give you this one, and I'll give you that one
Just throw it away..."
Qin Yi: "..."
Yu Shang, who had just come in with a plate of fruit, almost jumped three feet high: "Who are you calling shabby!"
"Ah?" An An said cautiously: "I didn't say any harsh words, you said it yourself."
Yu Shang was so choked that she jumped: "I'm going to get the Jianmu resin jade and make a new flute for my husband!"
After saying that, Guofeng ran away, still holding the plate in his hand...
An An is still saying: "Just change it to mine..."
Qin Yi covered his forehead: "An'an, if you give me a Taiqing-level flute, I won't replace this one."
An An asked: "Why?"
Qin Yi turned the flute half a circle, pointed the word "Yunxiu" towards her, and said seriously: "This is the first gift my senior sister gave me, and it is also the first magic weapon I refined myself. I will carry it with me."
It's like seeing my senior sister. No matter when, I won't change it."
An An looked at him with bright eyes for a while, then said softly: "I know."
"Actually, although your flute has a high energy level, it may not be as practical as my Yunxiu flute." Qin Yi said: "For example, our two flutes have similar timbres, so they are not suitable for playing, but mine
The Yunxiu flute can simulate other timbres, such as Xiao Ruxun, so that it can sound in harmony with you. Therefore, the one that suits you is the best."
An An saluted: "An An is taught."
"Let's begin." Qin Yi swirled the flute in his hand and put it to his lips.
The long flute sound played, and An An quickly reconciled.
The title of the song "Colorful Butterflies Flying Together" is a song tailor-made by Qin Yi. First of all, it is completely different from the artistic conception of the sea. It will definitely bring some new ideas to Prisoner Niu and cover up the shortcomings of An An's skills. Secondly, An An's appearance... is really quite good.
Like a little butterfly.
The only awkward thing is that since it's two butterflies dancing together, the two of them have to have a very tacit understanding, chasing each other and playing with each other to create that kind of image. This requires a very tacit understanding of the Taoist couple. Qin Yi always has his thoughts in mind when composing the music.
Turning back to the past where he was in harmony with his senior sister Qin Di, he forgot that his current apprentice was a slut.
The tunes barely match each other, but the artistic conceptions are too different. It's like one butterfly flying among the flowers, and another one hiding under the flowers. The one above tried to pull it up, but couldn't pull it up.
Qin Yi blew with murderous intent in his eyes.
An An shivered with fright.
Qin Yi stopped playing the flute and pointed in the direction of the temple: "Go again and stand for an hour."
An An lowered her head and went honestly.
Qin Yi watched him off with his hands on his hips in annoyance. It wasn't until she was far away that the dog came out of his head as if he had just woken up: "Hey, I said..."
"what?"
"Is this little clam trying to be punished on purpose? It's like Yu Shang came to the house on purpose to be tied up. Isn't it quite addictive?"
"...Gouzi, you have such a dirty mind."
"I'm not dirty. I'm just a single dog. I'm much purer than some men who deliberately want to create the image of two butterflies dancing together. I don't know what they're after."
Qin Yi blinked.
The next moment, they were fighting each other with one person and one ball.
In the Yu Ren Temple, Yu Shang ran to her mother to get the resin jade: "Mother, I want the Jianmu Jade!"
Yu Feiling glanced at her and handed over a piece of white jade: "It has been prepared for a long time. Your husband's flute will come in handy."
Yu Shang hugged her happily and kissed her: "I know mom is the best."
Yu Feiling said slowly: "Anyway, he...what he wants, we Yu people...just try to satisfy as much as possible. There's nothing wrong with it."
Yu Shang observed the words and expressions and asked curiously: "Mother, is there something on your mind?"
"Well..." Yu Feiling said: "I went to see the three kings yesterday. The three kings seemed a little absent-minded, as if they were worried about something. After hearing my purpose, they didn't seem to care much about it. They just wanted to see what their elder brother's opinion was.
"
Yu Shang was very surprised: "The three kings don't seem to be such mindless people."
Yu Feiling whispered to herself: "Something happened to our sacred wood this time. Although it was harmed by others, it also proves that Jianmu himself is not so tough, so there is room for others to take advantage of it. The three kings should be there
Worry about this."
Yu Shang was horrified: "This is a big deal..."
Yu Feiling sighed: "Don't spread the word, otherwise it will cause panic. After all, my mother is Qianyuan Perfect, so she can be aware of it, and ordinary people will not know..."
Yu Shang solemnly said: "Can I tell my husband?"
"He should have figured it out a long time ago... Your husband is very powerful." Yu Feiling smiled and then sighed: "The strange thing is, until now, what kind of concert is the king still indulging in? What on earth is he thinking about?