When Jinyi was taken out of the space, he heard a loud sound of rain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jinyi asked Qingjun to put himself down, and when he opened the window, he saw that the rain was no different from the river that opened the floodgates, Jinyi was a little worried, would this house be washed down!

Jinyi pulled Qingjun's sleeve and pointed outside.

Qingjun leaned over to take a look and said, "I also looked at the weather before entering the space just now, okay, you can stay here to rest tonight, I'll go to my room and bring you food." So saying, he opened the door and went out.

Jin Yi hurriedly pulled the person down, this, he should look for an umbrella or something. Jinyi compared an umbrella gesture to Qingjun, who looked back at her, Qingjun smiled and said, "I have spiritual power, it's okay." Wait for me here. ”

Jinyi pulled the person again, what, you have spiritual power, it shouldn't be anything to take me with you, what are you going to do by yourself?

Jinyi made a gesture to hug him, and Qingjun saw that the little girl in front of him was not even as high as his chest, staring at himself with big eyes, pouting, and opening his arms for people to hold.

Reaching out and touching the little bun head on the brocade clothes that was a little crooked, he said, "It's so naïve." But he bent down and picked him up, pushed the door open, and went into the rain.

Jinyi reflexively shrunk into a ball when she heard the sound of the door opening, waiting to be hit by the raindrops.

"Open your eyes, you won't be drenched, if you shrink back, I can't hold you and you may be drenched. Qingjun's laughing voice sounded from the top of Jinyi's head.

Jinyi opened one eye, and sure enough, it was not drenched! All around were gray, even the light of the candlelight in the main room was not very real, and there was the sound of rain all around, Jinyi put his head on Qingjun's shoulder, and said silently, "How do you feel that I am the only one in this world?" After speaking, he smiled.

"Girl, what are you doing? Qingjun patted Jinyi's back and asked.

Jinyi put his arm around Qingjun's neck and gently hit Qingjun's forehead with his head, hehe, inexplicably a little happy.

Qingjun watched Jinyi hit him, and then smirked and shouted loudly. Qingjun was a little helpless, but fortunately it was in her arms, so she could toss it as she wanted.

Jin Yi looked at the gray and silent screaming around him, well, it's still good to lose his voice, you can shout at any time, how loud and loud you want, anyway, people can't hear it.

Qingjun carried the person all the way to his room, and then put down and closed the door.

Jinyi didn't let it close, feeling that he hadn't yelled enough.

Qingjun carried the back collar of the brocade robe to the stool in front of the small table and put it on, and then with a wave of his sleeves, the door was closed.

Jinyi was so cold by the wind on his sleeves that he shivered, followed by a silent sneeze.

"It's you who is suffering from a cold, okay, don't look around, eat. Qingjun lifted the big bowl that was upside down on the small bowl, and the sweet potato porridge in the small bowl was still hot.

Qingjun under the candlelight is particularly good-looking, even better than the demon in the space. Jin Yi looked at it very seriously for a while, and Qingjun made a serious conclusion in his heart. Then he picked up the bowl and began to drink porridge with a sigh, looking at Qingjun's face in the candlelight, the meals were all sweet, well, sure enough, there were beauties who looked very good.

Qingjun looked at Jinyi for a while and looked at herself for a while, and then drank porridge very happily, and her heart was funny, I don't know what she was thinking again.

After eating, Jinyi was very satisfied with the towel handed by Qingjun to wipe his mouth, and then knocked on the table to attract the attention of Qingjun who was making the bed.

Qingjun glanced back at the brocade clothes lying on the table and looking at him knocking on the table, and then continued to make the bed.

Jinyi saw that Qingjun didn't take care of herself, stood up, walked to Qingjun's side and watched him make the bed.

Qingjun, who had made the bed, carried the brocade clothes to the bed, "It's not early, hurry up and go to sleep, I have to practice tomorrow." ”

Jinyi consciously took off her shoes, and then handed over the small coat she took off to Qingjun, and then got into the quilt, only exposing her head outside. It's a little cold in the quilt, so wrap the quilt tightly. Jinyi thought so, and did so, knowing to wrap herself in a cocoon.

Qingjun saw that the brocade clothes were finished tossing, and said, "Sleep." ”

Isn't this man sleeping? Didn't he leave him a quilt? Jinyi stretched out his hand with difficulty to pull Qingjun, and wrote on the back of Qingjun's hand, "You don't have to rest?"

Qingjun stuffed Jinyi's little arm back into the quilt and said, "I want to meditate, you just sleep." ”

Jinyi saw that Qingjun finished speaking, and then took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed. Just blocked the candlelight for the brocade.

Jinyi looked at Qingjun's thin back, blinked, and looked at the top of the bed.

Zhangjia ancestral hall, mysterious tablet, short-sleeved devil, mysterious Yi Qianqian, and meditating Qingjun, the identity of this shell, being hunted and killed, the ultimate talent, and the necessary cultivation. Jinyi sighed silently, and thought about the devil's words again, I can only be the child of the father surnamed Zhang, does this mean that there is something to do for me? Also, this refers to me, not this shell, so why did I come here this way? Isn't it just right to be born and raised in this world? And this shell is a bit troublesome, who knows how many killers there are with that white jade brand, if there are many of them again, it won't be dead? It's better to cultivate hard, and then find the family of this shell, and then gain a good foothold in the family, and then if the father and mother of this shell are very powerful, then let them avenge the owner of this shell, so that their danger will be gone, right?

I guess I won't say it if I ask, but I'd better ask, just in case.

Thinking like this, Jinyi went to bed early.

Qingjun looked at the sleeping brocade clothes, and then took out the white jade plaque from his arms, rubbed it carefully, and did not stop for a while.

This Zhang family still exists, it seems that Zhang Shoufu has not bothered much, is the person in the ancestral hall of the Zhang family Zhang Shoufu? Or, is the figure seen in that secret passage Zhang Shoufu? At first, I thought that Jinyi was a child in the big family who was chased and killed by the enemy because he was too good, but now it seems that the pursuit and killing of the enemy family is a piece of cake compared to the daughter of Zhang Shuming of the Zhang family. And the organization that should have disappeared has reappeared, and if they know that they are still alive, I really don't know if they will continue to haunt like maggots on tarsal bones. Trouble, trouble.

The rain outside the window is still falling, as the time goes on, the rain not only does not weaken but also increases, this rain is not a good rain, I don't know if the people in the mountains are better now.