Chapter 637

"In any case, we must save Shiyun. I can't watch her and be executed like this."

Qin Yi's eyes were slightly firm.

However, the Daliang palace is extremely huge. He doesn't know the structure here. He doesn't know where the rhyme of poetry is being held now.

"Tomorrow, when I compete with gongjinde in alchemy, it must be the execution of Shiyun. Even if I know where Shiyun is imprisoned and rescue her before her execution, I will become a criminal of Daliang, and the competition with gongjinde will be ruined."

For a moment, Qin Yi was anxious and helpless.

Just then.

"Qin Yi, are you in there?"

A soft voice came from outside the mansion.

Yan Meiniang!

Qin Yi was slightly stunned.

Outside the residence, I saw Yan Meiniang in a red robe standing there, curvaceous and graceful, forming an extremely beautiful scenery, so that the males passing around cast their slightly hot eyes.

In this regard, Yan Meiniang has long been used to it.

"Qin Yi, I heard the wind that Shiyun has been detained and will be executed by torture tomorrow."

Entering the mansion, Yan Meiniang said to Qin Yi straight to the point, gave a slight meal, and said, "obviously, your majesty Liang's move is to disturb your mind and make you unable to concentrate on participating in the alchemy competition with Gong Jinde."

Sure enough, it was exactly the same as I expected.

Qin Yi sighed lightly and said, "without poetry rhyme, we can't have the opportunity to get fire lotus. Therefore, poetry rhyme, I have to save it. It's absolutely impossible to watch her and be executed like this. It's just that the current situation... I really have a headache. "

According to the current situation, this is obviously a dead end without solution.

Before the alchemy competition, saving the rhyme of poetry will offend his majesty Liang and lose the qualification of the alchemy competition.

If you don't save Shiyun before alchemy, your majesty Liang will choose to kill Shiyun when he competes with gongjinde. At that time, you can't have the mind to alchemy. No matter how high your alchemy technology is, you will fail in this alchemy competition.

Qin Yitou is as big as a fight. Once again, the problem given to him by his majesty Liang was too difficult.

However, the Yan Meiniang in front of her smiled: "Qin Yi, tomorrow you will compete with Gong Jinde in alchemy to help me win a fire lotus. Naturally, I can't stay out of it. Hehe, wait tomorrow, you can compete with Gong Jinde at ease, and leave the rest to me."

Huh?

Qin Yi was slightly stunned and looked at Yan Meiniang with confused eyes.

Raised her slender jade hand, stroked a wisp of green silk on her forehead behind her white ears, and Yan Meiniang said, "wait a minute, I'll find a way to find out where poetry is imprisoned. Don't you have a jade slip I gave you? At that time, I will brand the inquired address into my jade slips, and you can feel the place where poetry is imprisoned through your fast jade slips. "

Jade Jane!

Qin Yi remembered that Yan Meiniang had indeed given herself a jade slip on the way.

Yan Meiniang then said, "when the execution comes, I will try my best to hold them for a period of time, at least until the end of the alchemy competition between you and Gong Jinde. At that time, you can come and save the rhyme of poetry. At that time, even if his majesty is angry, he may not give you the fire lotus, because he has already told the world about it. He can't break his promise in front of the people of Daliang. "

Qin Yi pondered for a while and nodded slightly. Obviously, this is the only feasible method at present.

"But what if you can't drag the person who executed Shiyun to come to my rescue after the game?"

Qin Yi said anxiously.

"Hee hee, Qin Yi, don't worry about that."

Yan Mei Niang looked at Qin Yi and smiled. She immediately became obsessed with Qin Yi. Seeing Qin Yi, she felt a sense of suffocation. Yan Mei Niang said, "although my cultivation was only in the early stage of the two realms of Taoism, to tell you the truth, I learned an ancient folk art when I was in the tribe. This ancient folk art is called 'flattery'."

While talking, Yan Meiniang's glittering jade cheeks leisurely appeared a touch of shy ruddy. Then, the beautiful and charming big eyes slowly appeared a touch of hazy fog.

Her enchanted red lips, slightly stretching and breathing like orchid, seemed to send out some of the most primitive human desires.

Leisurely, in the depths of Qin Yi's soul, there seemed to be a crisp and beautiful voice: "come on, come on, hold me tight and show your most crazy and rough side..."

Qin Yi's look, in a moment, became a little silly, looked at Yan Meiniang's red lips full of fatal temptation, his throat was a little dry, and swallowed his saliva hard.

In his lower abdomen, an evil fire burned wildly as if it were a prairie fire. In the blink of an eye, it burned all his reason, and he subconsciously walked slowly towards Yan Meiniang.

His body was extremely hot and dry, and his heart was burning with the most primitive fire of desire. He wanted to vent this crazy fire of desire on the Yan Meiniang who seduced the dead and didn't pay for his life in the most brutal way.

Qin Yi, who was burning with evil fire and completely lost his mind, suddenly opened his arms and hugged Yan Meiniang's graceful and moving body in his arms. The two rare seats in front of Yan Meiniang's chest were pressed on Qin Yi's chest and directly into the shape of two big pancakes.

The soft, greasy and soft touch was so cool that Qin Yi hit a fierce spirit. He couldn't help humming. He just felt that the whole person was going to fly. His big hand went down and dragged Yanmei Niang's two deadly beautiful buttocks, which was a burst of kneading.

Qin Yi's two big hands seemed to have magic. With his kneading, Yan Meiniang only felt a strange and wonderful feeling, which spread from her charming hips and soon spread all over her body.

"Oh..."

Her sexy charming red lips, subconsciously opened, breathed like blue musk deer, and only felt a love fire that had never existed, burning madly in her body.

Just when the love fire was about to burn all her reason, she suddenly woke up and looked at Qin Yi Junyi's face red. In her eyes, the love fire burst out.

"Qin Yi, what are you going to do?"

Yan Meiniang was so shy that she stretched out a slender green jade finger, gently between Qin Yi's eyebrows, and suddenly a stream of air like a clear spring was injected into Qin Yi's body from her fingertips.

With the injection of this air flow, the fire in Qin Yi's body seemed to start a prairie fire, which was extinguished in an instant, and the whole person suddenly woke up.

He quickly let go of Yan Meiniang and stood there blankly, shocked hard to attach in his heart. Yan Meiniang was charming and red in her jade cheeks, and glanced at Qin Yi shyly: "Qin Yi, why are you so fierce? It's terrible! "

Qin Yi was there for a long time before he came back: "Yan Meiniang, is this your ancient folk art 'flattery'?"

"Yes."

Yan Meiniang nodded her beautiful head and asked, "what do you think?"

Qin Yishen nodded with a shocked look on his face: "it's terrible. Just now I feel that I have become an old wolf, and you have instantly become a lamb. In front of my old wolf, it is so full of temptation that I want to show the most primitive and rough side on you."

"Bah!"

Yan Meiniang spat lightly, and her crystal jade cheeks were so ashamed that she could almost pinch out water. Some charming glanced at Qin Yi: "Qin Yi, you usually look very serious. I didn't expect you to be so bad in your bones."

Qin Yi was slightly stunned, but in his heart, he was muttering to himself: my grass, can you blame me? You did it on me yourself, okay.

After a pause, Qin Yi slightly smiled awkwardly: "just now, I didn't do anything to you?"

Just now, he had no evil fire. He didn't know what he had done.

Hearing Qin Yi's question, Yan Meiniang felt in a trance that a pair of evil hands full of magic were still kneading on her charming hips. For a moment, her legs were a little soft.

Without any trace, she touched the dying buttock with her hand, and Yan Mei Niang shook her head: "No. I did it. Naturally, I won't let you succeed in me. "

"No, I'm scared to death!"

Qin Yi was relieved and patted his chest.

Yan Meiniang's eyes were leisurely and bright. Her beautiful and charming eyes looked at Qin Yi without blinking: "you really don't regret that you didn't succeed in me?"

"No regrets."

Qin Yi shook his head and answered seriously.

"Why don't you regret?"

Yan Meiniang's eyes were brighter and brighter.

"Oh, me, why should I regret?"

Qin Yi was stunned and looked at Yan Meiniang's look. He was confused.

"Hum, I'm so angry with the baby!"

Yan Meiniang's straight Qiong nose, with a cold hum, glared at Qin Yi, twisted her dead ass and stepped out of the door.

Looking at the figure of Yan Meiniang leaving, Qin Yi was stunned and blinked in disbelief.

What the hell does this dead chick mean?

If she didn't succeed in her, she almost scared the baby to death. She said she was not sorry. Instead, she was angry with the baby. It seemed that she was extremely unhappy.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Qin Yi came to an unbreakable conclusion: a woman is not only a very fierce tiger, but also a very strange tiger. She can't speculate with common sense at all.

Stunned, Qin Yi reached out and touched the jade slips Yan Meiniang had given herself. He was secretly relieved: "the jade slips are still there."