Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 231: Unpredictable Witch Heart

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The next moment Qin Yi's big hand stretched in without saying a word.

Meng Qingying's eyes widened and she was stunned.

Just now, I had a face of rejection, a righteous expression, a gentleman's appearance, and even blushed with shame!

I just followed the previous routine and made a gesture of bluffing. I also want to see him continue to be at a loss. I think it is very interesting. Most of him still want to pretend to be a gentleman, which is very resistant to teasing.

But I never thought that he actually touched it!

Really! of! touch!

"I'm not a villain in danger, but it doesn't mean that I'm really a saint!" Qin Yi gritted his teeth: "You witches, what do you think I am an eunuch? I am not the one who suffers. Think I dare not?"

Meng Qingying tensed all over, suffocated her breath, even her cheeks were bulging, and she collapsed for a long time before going back, stiffening and saying: "You, what are you going to do?"

Qin Yi leaned close and looked into her eyes: "What do you say I want to do?"

At such a close distance, Meng Qingying's eyes suddenly flashed in a panic with the feeling of powerlessness like the top of a mountain.

This feeling is very strange. In fact, it’s not too afraid of him doing that, but there is a feeling of weakness and fragility, everything is controlled in the hands of others, no matter what the other party wants, she can’t resist... this feeling makes her Very uncomfortable and afraid.

Qin Yi smiled: "Obviously his mana is sealed, life and death are in my hands, and I always look like provoking and provoking, and the words and the words imply...now I should know that playing with fire will cause self-immolation. Huh?"

Meng Qingying bit her lower lip, and the panic in her eyes gradually faded, turning into glamorous eyes like silk, softly said: "Since life and death are hanging by your hands, shouldn't you be honest with you? In exchange for your attention? Why did I force you just now to explain clearly and tremblingly, begging for your understanding."

Qin Yi's eyes moved, and he whispered: "No need to be like this."

Perhaps not trembling, but she leans her inexplicable excitement in this direction, and she doesn't know whether to convince Qin Yi or herself.

But it must be admitted that her self-defense still had an effect. At least Qin Yi has eliminated her initial ill feeling a lot.

Qin Yi didn't discern her true intentions either, she moved her hand on purpose, Meng Qingying looked at him blushingly, biting her lower lip and said: "Is it comfortable?"

Qin Yi stood up, with a silk scarf in his hand. He put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and smiled: "What do you say I want to do? Obviously you called me to get things."

He left, but Meng Qingying felt a bit "as expected".

After all, he is not really that kind of person... Maybe he was just provoked to deliberately show that he is not a saint, "Don't mess with me"?

It's actually a little childish.

But as soon as he left, the sense of oppression and powerlessness disappeared a lot. Meng Qingying was relieved and did not continue to engage in death. Seeing Qin Yi sniffing the silk scarf pretentiously, her eyes were a little complicated, and she sighed gently: "Do you smell any familiar breath?"

Qin Yi was stunned: "It's not your breath."

Meng Qingying smiled but did not smile: "Are you familiar with my breath now? Over Minghe?"

Qin Yi: "..."

Meng Qingying said lightly: "That is Minghe's Taoist towel."

Qin Yi's eyes widened.

"Minghe fought with the ancient corpse, and two magic weapons were shot down at the entrance of the rear medicinal garden... I don't know what the battle was like at that time. You let such a powerful magic weapon be left without taking it back. Anyway, I entered the door. I picked it up."

Qin Yi pursed her mouth, looked down at the Taoist towel, first flashed through Minghe's mind that the Taoist towel was fisted by the ancient corpse, and then turned into her long hair scattered and lying in her arms. .

His eyes couldn't help showing a touch of tenderness.

Meng Qingying looked at it, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. She couldn't help but blurt out: "Is this towel and handkerchief together, is it comfortable?"

Qin Yi looked a little embarrassed: "The handkerchief...I don't have any other flying magic weapons. Use it first, and I will pay you back..."

"No need to return it, especially when you have this towel."

"..."

"This towel is the treasure of Tengyun, both offensive and defensive. It is extremely sharp." Meng Qingying curled her lips: "It is especially effective when breaking through Tengyun to carry the small pill. It is almost the same as replacing your Devil May Cry Jade. Already?"

Qin Yi hesitated. What he wanted was mainly for the soul of Tassel, not a magic weapon to help Tengyun break through. Meng Qingying might have misunderstood. Of course this is Minghe's thing, he will definitely take it back, and he will have to return it to Minghe in the future, it is impossible to refuse.

Seeing his expression, Meng Qingying said lightly: "There is still one thing that Minghe lost."

Qin Yi immediately remembered the magic treasure of the stupa, which was shot down by the ancient corpse.

This thing is also in Meng Qingying's arms...Her bellyband embroidered a mezzanine at the position of her heart. The mezzanine is a self-contained space, like the ring space, it will not affect the touch of the bellyband on the body, but Some of the treasures in the space can be personally protected, which is quite effective.

The effect of this pagoda is to suppress evil spirits. It can be used to resist demons when breaking through the clouds. Of course, it also has some uses for soul cultivation.

It is very likely that these two things were originally prepared by Minghe himself to prepare for the breakthrough of Tengyun, but they were all cheaper than Meng Qingying... Otherwise, with her net worth, it is estimated that breaking through Tengyun would not be so easy, so that In the second battle, it might not be necessary to say how much she suffered.

"It’s cheap for me, but that’s my spoils. Now I’m cheap for you." Meng Qingying saw what he meant and tilted her head: "If you want to touch it, touch it. Anyway, it has been touched by a dog. It’s not bad to touch it again."

Qin Yi couldn't laugh or cry: "You scolded me again, you started to behave again?"

"Why did you scold you? Do you dare to touch and do more?"

"What am I..."

This dead woman is softened, serious, and provocative. I don’t know how her mood changes all the time...

Actually, it feels really good...but it's indescribable now.

Qin Yi looked at her palm, Meng Qingying obviously turned her head away from him, but the corner of her eyes was secretly looking.

Qin Yi's dialogue is happening in the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Bangbang, am I bad, I really want to tell her how to break."

"Come on! Let her pretend, she can pretend to be better than me, and the mana is so powerful after being blocked, I'm pooh."

"It was a mistake to ask you." Qin Yi was angry and funny, but the impulse was suppressed because the tassel exaggeration became a funny conversation, and he simply reached out into Meng Qingying's arms.

When the palm touches the mezzanine, the divine consciousness can see the contents. I only took out the silk scarf before, because...the mind was really transferred by the touch of the hand.

That position is the most terrible position, as long as you press on it, you will be happy. Who cares about what is inside, it is a subconscious choice to take out the silk scarf.

The same is true at this time. As the palm of her hand touches, Meng Qingying's face turns crimson, and Qin Yi's palm is reluctant to leave.

Time stood still for a while.

No one knows whether this is for holding the pagoda or simply for reaching out.

Meng Qingying slowly raised his hand, pressed it on the back of his hand, and said in a low voice: "If you want to take away this pagoda, you can exchange something for me, otherwise I will be too bad."

Qin Yi did not answer for a while.

Meng Qingying continued: "Of course, even my people are here for you...not to mention taking away the pagoda, even if I ask my people, I can't do anything...just look at Qin Yi, who I know. Is it still that gentleman."

Qin Yi had to say: "What do you want?"

"You got the lingering bell from Dahuanxi Temple, give it to me."

It turned out to be this. Qin Yi didn't want the clock at all, so he took it out without saying a word and put it beside Meng Qingying.

When the bell was not cast, it looked like a small bronze bell the size of a palm, and Meng Qingying took it in his hand casually and looked up and down.

Qin Yi's hand hasn't been recovered yet, but she never said anything.