"Really? That's great, when will he come? ”

She was originally hopeless, but now when she heard the news, she thought that she finally had the opportunity to not be restricted by this inexplicable soul lock spell, and it was even very likely that when she unlocked the soul lock spell, she could get the memory of the original owner again, it couldn't be better!

Although she made up her mind to go back, but now in this era, she first has to live a good life and figure out the ins and outs of these things, lest people don't go back when the time comes, and they hang up here again, which is really wronged.

Rong Yi looked at the items in his hand and said, "My old friend is uncertain and has been wandering outside all the year round."

"Ahh No one can find it! Ming Yulong frowned, very disappointed.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Rong Yi smiled inclusively, a little helpless, but the faint warmth in his eyes proved that he enjoyed such an atmosphere very much.

"I haven't finished yet, although his whereabouts are uncertain, but he has left contact with me, and according to the special method, it doesn't take a long time to find him."

This joy was completely because he was so happy, and a big smile spread on Ming Yulong's little face,

"It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's because you speak too slowly, and you don't hear the point all of a sudden!"

Her depression just now was swept away, her feet swayed, and she felt a unique beauty when she looked at the dead leaves in the forest.

"So happy?" Rong Yi turned around and handed her the dagger, seeing that her eyebrows were flying, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and from time to time she was humming a tune he had never heard before.

"Of course, isn't that something to be happy about?" Taking the dagger, Ming Yulong saw that Rong Yi was holding a small wooden stick in his hand, and after a closer look, he found that it was not just a small wooden stick, but a simple wooden hairpin.

There is a white magnolia carved at one end, the petals of the magnolia spread out in all directions, the pieces are stretched, the fine lines on the petals extend to the tip of the petals, and there is a drop of water dew stained on it, wanting to fall, trembling and trembling.

The stamens have the original skin color of the branches at the top, and the light wood is polished very smooth under Rong Yi's dexterous fingers.

A very ordinary branch became completely different in Rong Yi's hands, and he used the direction of the tree pattern and the change in the depth of the bark to carve a beautifully crafted magnolia hairpin.

Even if the material is just ordinary wood, this ingenuity alone is enough to amaze the jewelers with his creativity.

Rong Yi is really amazing, even a small thing that he makes casually can be so good.

The wind lifted the green silk that fell on her face, and she reached out and touched her hair bun, her hairpin had long been gone.

"It's carved for me, just right, so that I don't have to wait to go down the mountain, so that people can see my cloak and hair, and it is indispensable to expand and expand my imagination." Ming Yulong reached out to take it, but Rong Yi smiled and raised his hand to take the white hosta on his head, "You are a girl who uses a wooden hairpin too plainly, use this hosta of mine." ”

He has always taken a low-key luxury style, revealing a noble temperament in light elegance, and this style is also reflected in the hosta on his hair.

A snow-white hairpin, only hooked at one end of a back pattern auspicious cloud, transparent jade and black green silk reflect each other, making people feel that such a simple ornament is commensurate with him.