He came first to save Ye Qian, and secondly, to punish Yun Yin Lianyue, an apprentice, right?

Belly Black Emperor, Belly Black Emperor! This person is the real Black Emperor! Quietly turning over his hands like clouds, covering his hands for rain......

Yun Yin was stunned for a while, raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Shiyin in a daze: "For...... For what? ”

He couldn't laugh or cry, it turned out that he had been cherishing and taking it lightly in those days, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, and the peach branch on his head that he was afraid of falling off was actually a Xibei (fake)!

And it has really been replaced by the master......

His gaze fell on the peach branch, which carried a touch of cold fragrance, faintly familiar to him, and it was the shallow leaves!

With just one glance, he was sure that this peach branch was Ye Qian's true body!

His shallow is finally no longer a lifeless dead branch, and finally has a glimmer of life.

Though— it was still a small piece of ignorant wood, but it was better than the wait he had not wanted—

Emperor Shiyin raised his eyebrows slightly, and his fingers gently tapped the table with his fingers leisurely: "What is it?" The peach blossom essence is quite in line with the teacher's temper, for the teacher's garden is full of spring, only a peach tree is missing, for the teacher to see that its body is not ugly, so he asked for a few drops of poplar branch nectar from the Guanzi Bodhisattva, so that it can recover some grass and trees, and want to plant it in the garden, adding a wisp of spring to Qingyu to relieve boredom......"

He casually hugged Luo Qingyu's slender waist: "Qingyu, do you like peach blossoms?" ”

Luo Qingyu: "......" She glanced at Yun Yin Lianyue and nodded with a smile: "I like it." ”

Well, this little wife of mine is very good!

Emperor Shiyin hugged her tighter with satisfaction: "Then do you want to plant this peach branch in our garden?" In a few hundred years, it may multiply into a large peach forest. ”

Luo Qingyu nodded again, and then glanced at Yun Yin Lianyue: "It's a good idea, in this way, if Lianyue can't resurrect Ah Qian in a few years, we will plant it in this garden, and it must be able to grow very strong......"

Their husband and wife sang and harmonized there, but Yun Yin could barely cry or laugh for a month.

He knew that although what the master said was an understatement, he didn't seem to take it to heart. Saving Ye Qian was just a whim.

But Yun Yin Lianyue knew that Master Dao's move was for him, for the sake of him, an unassuming apprentice, who would not really despair to the end-

The Yang Zhi nectar of the Guanzi Bodhisattva is not so easy to ask for, I heard that even if the Emperor wants to ask for it, it will take a lot of trouble, not to mention the master-

No matter how great the master's ability is, after all, he is also a mortal in the world (Emperor Shiyin's identity and his disciples don't know the Dao), and I don't know how much the Dao can pay to get it-

He fell to his knees with a puff and kowtowed sincerely: "Thank you, Master, for your success!" The disciple will definitely save Ah Qian no matter what! His voice trembled slightly, and he was visibly excited.

Emperor Shiyin was still faint, and with a flick of his sleeves, Yun Yin Lianyue seemed to be supported by some invisible force, and he couldn't kneel anymore.

He threw it again, and threw the peach branch into Yun Yin Lianyue's hand along with the small jade bottle.