The choice of the clouds and the moon
Luo Qingyu's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but glance at Yun Yin Lianyue, and sighed secretly.
All along, she always felt that although Yun Yin Lianyue was free and unrestrained, she always lacked a little courage and courage, and at this moment she saw his calm but firm eyes, she was both relieved and sad.
I am glad that Ye Qian really didn't love the wrong person, and the sad thing is that in this life, the senior brother is afraid that he will spend his whole life in searching......
It is easy to love someone for a while, but it is too difficult to love for a lifetime, can his persistence withstand the baptism and precipitation of the years?
When I looked up again, my heart moved again. Suddenly my eyes widened!
Emperor Shiyin didn't know where to take out a small jade bottle, the jade bottle seemed to be carved out of a whole piece of mutton fat jade, less than half a foot high, crystal clear, there was liquid in the bottle swaying slightly, the jade bottle was inserted with a peach branch, the peach branch was human-shaped, half inserted in the bottle, half diagonally outside the bottle, like a girl still holding the pipa and half covering her face, this is the body left after Ye Qian's soul flew away!
It's just that it's no longer dry and dead, and a little green emerges on the branches, like the first spring light of the willow trees blooming in the cold season of spring......
Didn't this branch fall into Feng Xiaoxun's hands?
How could it be in Master's hands now?!
Luo Qingyu looked at Emperor Shiyin suspiciously, Emperor Shiyin seemed to sense the light in her eyes, raised his hand to rub it in her heart, and casually pinned the hair that floated to her cheeks behind her ears.
The movements are gentle, casual and natural, although it is just a few simple movements, but it implies that I don't know how much pampering is ......
Luo Qingyu's heart warmed, and he held his hand, interlocking his fingers, like a fate that was buckled together-
The temperature of his palm pressed against hers, transmitting the heat of each other, and a thought suddenly came to mind.
If his soul is scattered, he is afraid that he will spend his whole life piecing together himself, right?
Fortunately, his life is long enough to not grow old or die, not to be born or to die, so even if his soul is scattered, he can still piece together a complete version of himself in a few hundred years......
Bah! Bah! Luo Qingyu, why do you think about these things at this time?
Isn't that self-cursing?
She shook her head abruptly, shaking off the ridiculous thought that had suddenly struck......
Yun Yin's eyes suddenly lit up, and her fingertips trembled slightly: "Master—it turns out that you have already snatched back Ah Qian's body......"
He remembered that when he and his master escaped from Feng Xiaoxun's Fire Sea Purgatory, the withered branch was obviously in Feng Xiaoxun's hands, when did Master snatch it back?
Emperor Shiyin's voice was leisurely and leisurely: "It's not a robbery, but it's always in the hands of the teacher." When Ye Qian's soul was scattered, the teacher swapped out her body in your arms, and you have been holding it in your arms like a baby, but in fact, it was just a conjugation for the teacher, just to give you a thought. ”
Luo Qingyu: "......"
He said it so justifiably!
Let his baby apprentice cry there all day long with a fake, but he can quietly act like a no-brainer.