"Oh, girl, don't say that. I don't think anyone will pay attention to me when I build a ring on the way, there are three reasons, the first is that my face is not good-looking, and no one is rare; The second is that the shop is sparsely populated, and naturally no one wants to inherit the mantle of such drudgery; The last third point is naturally that the old man is penniless and not beautiful, and no one wants it. ”

The drunken fairy covered his cheeks, blood dripping between his fingers, and no one noticed his resentful expression, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a little curvature.

His expression was hideous and terrifying, as if to hide a grievance that he had to do.

Beilan Laiye pulled Lan Qi's shirt, prostrate on the ground, the layer of blood between his hands was all wiped on his shirt, with a smile on his face, he said reluctantly: "Lan Qi, what this person said is comprehensive, it seems to make sense." ”

"Master, this king knows a lot of cultivators, why don't you wait until you go back to the academy and pick and choose by yourself?" Lan Qi stroked her forehead, and her voice was soft.

"Uh-huh, okay." Beilan Laiye nodded vigorously, and she had already stepped out of the door of this store with one foot.

A nearby pillar shook suddenly, and the cabinet contained many things, and it fell down like that. Her eyes were quick, and a spell adhered to it, and with a look of anger and resentment, she turned her head and said to the drunken fairy.

"We don't want to recognize you as a master, shouldn't your old man be forced to buy and sell."

"Are you alright?"

Lan Qi tore the woman away from herself, shook off her clothes, raised her eyebrows, and behaved naturally. His eyes were all spoiled, for fear of falling to the ground and shattering. He gently stroked a crystal stone with his fingers, and the cold and familiar touch seemed to have stopped at some point.

The memory fumbled through the frame, paused for only a few seconds, and then vanished.

I can't think of it, it's all gone.

The moonlight is warm, reflected in this forest, and those stars hang in the sky, like fairies who have fallen into the mortal dust, smiling like flowers, sparse.

A little starlight fell into Lan Qi's bun, showing his side face perfectly.

"Lan Qi, are you protecting calves at the first level?" A drop of sweat fell on Beilan Laiye's face, and her fingertips tightly grasped Lan Qi's shoulder. Hiding behind him, like a little lamb.

"That's not it, this king just thinks you haven't grown up yet....." Lan Qi's eyes were hypocritical, and his accent had changed.

"I'm, Lan Qi, you still want me to grow up", Beilan Laiye tugged at a strand of hair, her eyes fell on the bonfire not far away, her mind was delicate, just waiting for this guy to tell the truth.

The silence around was as if there was no one around, and the ambiguous smell in the air gradually disappeared. The hem of her skirt was covered with dust, and she waved her arms to drive them away. The lines and marks on the wrist have not been eliminated at all, and the initial sleep that came from the spiritual power spring still woke up at this moment.

She covered her heart and bowed her head slightly, her vision a little blurred.

"We're all going to be abducted by the old man here today, you're in the mood to say cool things."

"I don't know." Lan Qi's lip flap squirmed.

"Damn, do you have any mood swings?" Beilan Laiye covered her forehead, she looked at the drunken fairy carefully, and her mood fell all the way.

"Yes."

Lan Qi's vision was slightly blurred, he raised his eyebrows, his body shook, and he arrived at Beilan Laiye's side in an instant, and he didn't know what was wrong with this woman, as if it was nothing good to stay with her.