Text Chapter 12 Qin Yiyi

Qin Yiyi, the only daughter of Qin Ming and his wife, regards this precious daughter as a pearl in her hand, and she can't wait to hold her in the palm of her hand to protect her.

Since Jun San was taken in by the Qin family, until now, the two can be regarded as childhood sweethearts.

Jun San quietly took steps and approached the courtyard exclusive to Qin Yiyi in the backyard, in addition to Qin Yiyi, there was only one of her personal maids.

He knew that Qin Yiyi liked to be quiet.

In the courtyard, in the attic, in the boudoir.

"Ruoshui, what's going on outside today, why is it a little noisy today?"

The bronze mirror on the dresser reflects a face that captivates the country and the city, with faint willow eyebrows, narrow eyelashes, a pair of eyes rippling like spring water, fair skin, reddish lips, and a pale yellow dress.

Every move shows nobility and laziness, and even Ruoshui, a maid with a first-class appearance on the side, was almost fascinated by her own young lady, and timidly turned her head to the side, not daring to look directly at her own young lady's beauty.

After speaking, Ruoshui turned around, and the lotus step moved lightly and went down to the attic.

Under the attic, Jun Sanyi covered his eyes wide, and Ruoshui, who almost screamed out his voice, made a shushing gesture with his hand, and then pointed to himself and then pointed to it, and then slowly let go of his palm.

Recovering from the fright, staring at the familiar face in front of him, Ruoshui's eyes showed a thick surprise, nodded his delicate head, laughed lowly, and ran out of the courtyard with steps.

Jun San stood on tiptoe, step by step, and slowly stepped up the stairs.

"If water, if water. Qin Yiyi's slightly lazy voice came from the attic and entered Jun San's ears, like a scorching arrow shot at Jun San's accelerating heart.

After a long time, I didn't hear Ruoshui's response, and the faint willow eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, this girl is not usually like this, and what kind of fame is she doing.

Suddenly, Qin Yiyi's pupils constricted, her eyes stared at the figure that suddenly appeared in the bronze mirror, and her body turned suddenly.

Looking at the young man in front of her, Qin Yiyi felt that her calm heart was a little messy, her little hands were nervous and didn't know where to put them, and the thousand words in her heart disappeared at this moment, and she didn't know where to go, but her face was still calm and calm, without missing a trace.

"You're back"

A simple sentence came out of the girl's mouth lightly, and Jun San had already experienced the thousand words in the girl's heart.

"Sister Yiyi, I'm back"

In the face of the girl in front of her who does not eat the fireworks of the world like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal dust, there is always an invisible shackle, which makes her dare not surpass, maybe it is the family affection that has never been related by blood.

Hearing the word sister, the girl's brows wrinkled without missing a trace, and then stretched out again.

"Let's go out for a walk"

"Hmm"

Jun San, who knew the girl's temperament, did not have the slightest dissatisfaction, and the two walked slowly down the attic one after the other, not walking side by side in the backyard, and taking a long walk.

The two of them walked casually like this, aimlessly in the huge backyard.

Turning his face, his gaze stayed on the girl's delicate face close to him, Junsan's eyes were distracted for a moment, and his breathing was slightly short.

Feeling the warm breath coming from her earlobe, Qin Yiyi's delicate body trembled imperceptibly, pretending to be calm, but her pace inadvertently accelerated.

I don't know where the courage came from, Jun San stretched out his hand and grasped the girl's delicate and tender little hand, tightened tightly, for fear of slipping out, and looked straight ahead with a little weakness.

Perhaps it was this trip to the mountains that made Jun San see some things, and the cultivation journey was already extremely dangerous, and he completely disappeared into the world at some point.

Some things, missed, are a lifetime.

The moment the little hand was held, Rao is temperament was as cold and light as her, and there was still an electric shock-like feeling all over her body, crispy and itchy, and her whole heart was inexplicably nervous.

After a long while, Qin Yiyi's tense body relaxed, pursed her lips, stared at Jun San, and said, "You don't need to call me Sister Yiyi anymore." ”

Jun San touched his nose and nodded.

I remember that when Jun San first came to Qin's house, Qin Yiyi, who was a child, had a temperament and set the rules for him, and when he saw her, he had to call Sister Yiyi, and Jun San got used to it after a long time.

The two of them held hands like this, strolling in the courtyard of the Qin family, as one of the few big families in the town, the courtyard of the Qin Mansion is naturally huge, the bigger the family, the more attention is paid to the cards, and they are unwilling to be left behind in all aspects.

Along the way, Jun San told about his experiences and experiences over the past few days, and when he told Teng Jiazhuang, even Jun San didn't know how to inexplicably remove Teng Bing'er from the story.

Walking all the way, I saw the two of them holding hands with the guards and maids, all of whom opened their mouths wide in surprise, and they could almost stuff a big duck egg.

With their understanding of their own young lady, even if the other party is the third young master, this is something that is hard to believe.

"By the way, in a few days, it will be Qingshan Dabi, you work hard, don't lose the face of our Qin family." Qin Yiyi glanced at Jun San, and a gentle and moving voice came out of his mouth.

"Aoyama Dabi?" Kimisan muttered as he looked up at the sky, his palms clenched unconsciously.

Qingshan Dabi, a five-year event in Qingshan Town, is jointly organized by all the big families in Qingshan Town, and all people under the age of 25 in Qingshan Town can participate, and those who perform well can get rich rewards.

It has been five years since the last Qingshan Dabi, and the reward for the last Qingshan Dabi was a volume of Xuan-level high-level exercises, and you must know that this kind of Xuan-level high-level exercises are extremely rare in the entire Qingshan Town.

The last time in the Qingshan Competition, Jun was only thirteen years old, and the oldest one was already thirty-two years older, and the Qin family and his wife did not agree to Jun San to participate, but this time Jun San was eighteen years old and was bound to participate in this Qingshan Competition.

Whether it's for a smile from the Pomeranian or for a heart-warming reward, this time the Qingshan Competition, Jun San is bound to win.

"As far as I know, this time the Qingshan Dabi has the existence of the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm. Qin Yiyi's eyebrows turned white, and a basin of cold water was poured over.

"Ten Thousand Souls Realm?" Jun San touched his nose, a trace of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the battle across a large rank was still a little tricky, "It seems that you still have to work hard to cultivate." ”

"Yiyi...... I still have some things to go out and sort out, and I'll come back to you when I get back. Remembering that the things on his body hadn't been disposed of yet, Jun San said to Qin Yiyi.

"Okay, I'll wait for you. Qin Yiyi bowed slightly.

After the two separated, Jun San returned to his room, changed into a black robe, and put on a black cloak, and then quietly slipped out of the back door of the Qin Mansion.

For these streets and alleys, Jun San, who has lived in the town for many years, has long been familiar with the door, wearing a cloak and a black robe walking in the market is too abrupt, Jun San avoided the bustling street market, tossed and turned several remote alleys, and finally got into the Huaxia Commercial Bank in Qingshan Town.

"I don't know if this adult wants to buy something or sell something?" The junior in the store immediately greeted Jun San when he saw him walking into the trading house, and he didn't show any surprise on his face when he was dressed in black.

For customers dressed like this, as a guy from a trading house, it has long been strange, and guests like this who are unwilling to reveal their identities will dress like this.

"Call out your shopkeeper," the old man's deep voice came from under the cloak, and the wrapped Junsan stood still and stopped moving.

The man of the comptoir hesitated for a moment, glanced at the guest in front of him without missing a trace, and walked quickly towards the comptoir.

After a while, a middle-aged man with a steady pace walked out of it, glanced at Jun San who was covered in black robes and withdrew his gaze at a glance, dealing with all kinds of strange people all year round, he knew that the most taboo for some strange guests was that others would find out their identities.

"I wonder what this adult wants to trade?" asked the middle-aged man with a shrewd face tentatively towards Kimizo.

Jun San, who was dressed in a black robe and black cloak, did not make any moves, and the steward glanced at the guests shrouded in black robes again, and made a gesture of invitation towards the trading house: "My lord, please inside, talk inside." "Secretly thought: It seems that he is still an experienced person, and I don't know which mercenary group is nearby.

Jun San nodded at this time, and followed the steward of the trading house who led the way all the way inside.

It wasn't until the door of a secret room that he stopped and walked in one after the other.

Jun San sat on the seat that had been prepared in the secret room, and with a wave of his arm hidden in the black robe, a huge multicolored python skin appeared on the stone table in the center of the secret room.

"The python skin of the multicolored iron python!" Rao is well-informed as a steward, and he can't help but be moved after seeing this python skin.

"It's still a multicolored iron python in the early stage of the fourth order. The steward compared the size of the python skin and made a precise judgment.

"Please wait a moment, and I'll call the shopkeeper to come." Although he didn't want to let go of this fat order, this kind of transaction had exceeded his authority, and his attitude towards Jun San was more respectful.

Not long after, an old man with gray hair hurriedly walked in from outside, as if he only had the python skin on the stone table in his eyes, and after entering, he directly observed the python skin.

After observing the time of the tea, the old man turned his head and said tentatively towards Jun San: "The old man is the shopkeeper of this trading house, I don't know how much this adult wants to sell?"

"This multicolored iron python's python skin can make two pairs of close-fitting armor, I don't need anything else, I only need one of them. Under the cloak, Jun San's old and deep voice came out, this set of armor Jun San was for Qin Yiyi.

"This ......" The shopkeeper of the firm looked hesitant and kept thinking in his heart.

If this armor is built well, it can fetch an extremely high price in the imperial capital, and if there are two pieces, it is not so rare.

"Okay, deal. ”