Chapter 611 A Taoist Friend of Mine

Qin Yi didn't think it was fun, he had a terrible headache, who knew that holding a wedding in the wilderness could actually attract Ming He? Who the hell called Ming He over? Isn't this killing people?

Sooner or later, I will smoke to death!

Looking at Minghe's reddish pretty face, he couldn't help but drift through the singing voice in his heart:

"Later, someone reunited at a wedding banquet. The beautiful woman was by the side, and the candles were glowing red. The lights illuminated a pair of picturesque faces, like a gentle old dream of a cardamom branch. I didn't know each other, and suddenly my thoughts surged..."

"Husband, who is this?" Yu Chang's voice drifted into his ears at this moment.

Qin Yi subconsciously said, "A Taoist friend of mine."

When these words came out, he was stunned for a moment, and Minghe was also stunned for a moment.

The two looked at each other silently, Qin Yi felt that he was a scumbag, but Minghe felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said...

Back then when the ghosts met, they had already said... that they were fellow daoists.

It's Qin's luck...and Minghe's luck to be associated with a fellow Taoist.

Although I also said that after Huiyang, I will talk about this heart. At this time, Huiyang is already here, and it is time to discuss... But before that, it is indeed just a fellow Taoist.

But why, even though he was just a fellow Taoist, and even before meeting him, he had already felt that there was no ripple in his heart, but when he saw him marrying a wife and serving wine, he still felt very awkward?

Very uncomfortable.

——The man said, he likes me, I think, I should also like him.

Master's move is really heartbreaking.

Let me see his candle glowing red with my own eyes... It's like the legendary dream weaving technique, in which people can see in their dreams the life and death of life and death, the eternal vows of eternal love, or the sweetness that can't be intoxicated, or the piercing blood Dripping, and finally pulled out, suddenly it was all a dream.

If you look at the world of mortals, you can go out.

This is the most orthodox immortal way, and it is also the cruelest.

Ming He seemed to see Master's eyes as deep as the sea.

Above the top of the clouds, Xiyue looked with her hands behind her back, with a calm expression, like the moon hanging over a galaxy.

She looked away from Minghe and landed on a corner of the ghost car clan, with deep meaning in her eyes.

If you take Pian Hongyu, you should see Feng Laiyi.

Can you afford to drink with white clouds?

In the hall, Minghe and Qin Yi looked at each other for a while, but the time was actually very short, and it was only an instant in the eyes of Yushang who was watching. Minghe finally pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Minghe, the poor Taoist god, has seen the saint in feathers."

Yu Chang's eyes were full of vigilance: "Our family has no tradition of doing Taoist blessings. Since the Taoist priest is here, let's drink a glass of wedding wine, and the ritual will be avoided."

Ming He smiled, and replied calmly: "That's very good."

Master, you are so cruel, do you know that the apprentice also has a rebellious mentality? Even if I don't mean it anymore, can I really just watch them quietly and withdraw myself? I don't have a little temper, can't I make trouble for them?

Far away in the wilderness, who knows who!

Ming He glanced at Qin Yi, and smiled slightly: "Pindao and fellow Daoist Qin once had an agreement to discuss some things after Huiyang. Now that Huiyang meets again, it seems that there is no need to discuss further, and a cup of wedding wine is the answer."

Qin Yi looked at her silently and didn't speak.

The whispers of the melon-eating crowd became louder.

These words seem to have said nothing, but only highlight the "oldness", but at this moment, it seems to be meaningful, it is not ordinary old at all, it is almost equivalent to confirming everyone's previous guesses.

Yu Chang couldn't help but blurted out: "You are a monk."

Minghe's smile remained the same: "Although this old friend of Poverty Dao has some advantages, he can't compete with Dao. It's just right to marry a saint, a match made in heaven."

The words seem to be blessings, but carefully taste the implication, I don't want him, you can pick it up if you like.

Yu Chang was so angry that his chest heaved, and Xiyue in the sky also blinked, as if a little surprised.

This has almost reached the level of a big wedding... Is it really Ming He's temper? Who would have thought that there would be a bit of rebellious psychology against Master here...

Meng Qingying's eyes were shining, she almost wanted to call Minghe for a good job, sister cheering for you!

But Qin Yi in the center of the vortex, just looked at Minghe silently from beginning to end, without saying a word, feeling both headache and distressed.

This smirk plays the calm Minghe...

She thought she was stabbing people, but in fact she fell into the mortal world from a distant galaxy.

Should you be proud?

It's not something to be proud of...

Minghe seemed to sense his gaze, and felt that Qin Yi's gaze was different from what she had imagined. It was not out of breath or embarrassment, but it was so distressing that it made her feel a little throbbing.

She frowned slightly, didn't look into his eyes, and saluted again: "Since the poor Taoist saw his old friend, he said a few more words, so don't be surprised if he disturbs the celebration..."

After speaking, turn around and take your seat.

Qin Yi finally uttered the first sentence: "When I first met fellow daoist, fellow daoist once taught me to reveal the surface, and now I will repeat the original words. The agreement with Huiyang is still there, and we will have a drink with fellow daoist later."

The original words "again" also.

It was the second time Qin Yi used these words to return to Minghe. The last time it was about the defense between men and women, this time it was even more serious, implying that there was something else going on in this wedding.

Ming Heshe was young, but he was also a very smart person, and he quickly understood Qin Yi's hints. She froze for a moment, didn't say much, turned around and found a seat to sit.

Over there, Meng Qingying puffed up her cheeks.

Qin Yi's voice was very low, and she still used her power to control it, as if she didn't want others to hear it. With her strength, she could only vaguely hear a little bit of "talking about wine"... I thought to myself, Minghe, you scum, Was he settled so easily?

What about talking about joy? Do you want to be straightforward?

Forget it, it's really unreliable to expect this stinky nun who knows nothing but cleansing, it's up to me!

All the Yumen here, including Yushang, looked sideways at Qin Yi, with a slightly unfriendly expression on their faces. In fact, it's nothing at all, Yu Chang also heard him confess that there is still a wife at home, and she accepts even having a wife, let alone a Taoist nun who didn't succeed?

But don't come to the wedding to make trouble, don't you want me to lose face?

She took a deep breath, barely suppressed her anger, and said to Yu Lan behind her, "The guests are all here, what's the next procedure?"

Yu Lan timidly said: "Report the gift list."

Yu Chang nodded: "Report."

Yu Lan painstakingly picked up a large pile of lists, and read one by one: "Chongming Bird, one piece of Xia Pei."

This is directly giving the Xiapei that was used as a dowry gift as a congratulatory gift, and it is also direct.

"Lovebird, the god of the tribe personally weaves a heart knot."

"A girl catches a bird, and a sky-watching tree."

Yu Chang froze for a moment, Wang Tianshu is a kind of lair, in a sense it can be regarded as a mobile battle fortress, it can also fight as a tree demon by itself, it is very powerful. I'm giving this as a gift to...

Before she could figure it out, Yu Lan continued to report: "Ghost car clan...uh...what the hell..."

Yu Chang frowned: "What?"

Yu Lan timidly said: "The ghost car tribe sent... the blessings of the Li family of Penglai in the East China Sea, the smile of the Cheng family of the Rift Valley Baiguo, the kind eyes of the Zongju family of Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting, and... the expectations of the Sanren Xiaomeng..."

Every time he said a word, Qin Yi sweated a little more, and everyone's eyes fell on Qin Yi again, astonished.

Qin Yi was sweating profusely, subconsciously took half a step back to make a defensive posture.

He was afraid that the Yuren tribe would hack him to death in the next moment.

The ghost car clan, sure enough, my original premonition was correct, there are ghosts only if Qingying didn't mix in it! In other words, this is really strange, why is there always a bright river where there is a light shadow? Twins?

Ming He's eyes lit up over there, and he turned his head to look for the location of the Ghost Car Clan, and soon met another pair of sparkling eyes inside.

A group of old enemies stared at each other across the air, and for the first time in their eyes there was a sympathy that had never been seen in this life.

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