Chapter 812: Yunyin's choice of consecutive months

He came to save Ye Qian, and to punish Yun Yin Lianyue, right?
Black-bellied Emperor, Black-bellied Emperor! This talent is the real belly black emperor! Turn your hands between clouds and rain like a cloud ...
Yun Yin stayed for a month, looking up at Emperor Shiyin: "For ... why?"
He couldn't help crying or laughing. In those days, he had always treasured it with care. He was afraid of melting in his mouth, and the peach branch on his head was afraid of falling off.
And it really has been replaced by Master ...
His gaze fell on the twig of peach, the peach branch with a touch of cold fragrance, faintly familiar with him, it was Ye Ye!
With this glance, he was certain that this peach branch was the true body of Ye Qian!
His shallow, finally, is no longer a dead branch, and finally has a vitality.
Although—it's still a small piece of ignorant wood, it's better than waiting for him—
Di Shiyin raised his eyebrows slightly, and gently tapped the tabletop with his fingers leisurely: "What's the reason? That peach blossom essence is a teacher's temper. It is full of spring in the teacher's garden. There is only one peach tree, and see it for the teacher. The body was not ugly, so I asked for a few drops of poplar dew on the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva, so that it could recover some of the vegetation, and wanted to plant it in the garden, adding a ray of spring to relieve the green feathers ... "
He casually scratched Luo Qingyu's slim waist: "Qing Yu, do you like peach blossoms?"
Luo Qingyu: "..." She glanced at Yun Yin for a month, and nodded with a smile: "I like it."
Well, this little wife of mine is very good!
Di Shiyin tightened her with satisfaction: "Would you like to plant this peach branch in our garden? In a few hundred years, maybe it will multiply into a large peach forest."
Luo Qingyu nodded again and glanced at Yun Yin again: "It's a good idea, so if we can't resurrect A Qian after a few months, we will plant it in this garden, presumably it will grow Very healthy ... "
Their husband and wife sang a song there, but Yun Yin almost laughed for months.
He knew that although what Master said was an understatement, he didn't seem to care about it. Saving Ye Qian is just a whim.
But Yun Yin knew that Master ’s move was for him. For his indisputable apprentice, he would n’t really despair--
It is not that easy to ask for Yangzhi Ganlu to observe the free bodhisattva. I heard that even if the emperor wants to ask for it, it takes a lot of trouble, not to mention Master—
No matter how great Master is, after all, he is also a mortal person in the world (the disciples do n’t know the identity of Emperor Shiyin). I do n’t know how much he can pay for it.
He knelt down to the ground with a bang, and sincerely scratched his head: "Thank you Master for your success! Disciples will definitely save A-chan anyway!" His voice was a little trembling, obviously very excited.
The emperor's release is still faint. With a fleece of his sleeves, Yun Yin seems to be held up by some invisible power, and he can't kneel anymore.
He tossed it again, and threw the peach branch into Yun Yinlianyue's hand together with the little jade bottle.