My Simping System

　　 "……"

　　What kind of quirk is this?

　　 No one really wants to be a dog, no, no, no—even if the other party is the Empress of the Temple, it is the same.

　　 Ye An's expression froze first, then twitched slightly, and was speechless for a while, "Ah this."

　　 Frankly speaking, at the next moment of speaking.

　　 Qixi regretted a little, she shook her head one after another to calm her thoughts.

　　 "You think you didn't hear it."

　　 The words have already been said, and there is no way to hide them anymore, so I can only pass it in such a perfunctory way.

　　 Ye An drank a cup of tea to calm himself down, and immediately denied: "If you say something, you can't treat it as something you didn't hear. It's better to say--"

　　 "Could there be such a good thing?"

　　 Qixi bit her red lips lightly, her fair and pretty face suddenly blushed.

　　 She cursed herself inwardly, why didn't she think about it, she said what was in her heart without going through her head.

　　 But it seems that the ending is not as bad as expected.

"what?"

　　 "You..." she said hesitantly.

　　 If it can break through that barrier, in fact—

Isn't 　　 good too?

　　 But Ye An will never follow her ideals.

　　 "Why don't we take turns, you will be mine..." Ye An said.

　　"?"

　　"?"

Snapped--

　　 "Wow?"

　　The brown Chinese pastoral dog, dragging the dog collar and rope, broke into the house again.

　　 The door is not locked.

　　 Yu Qian still chased up, just to hear this sentence, and then she was bewildered.

　　 "Yu Qian?"

　　 Ye An and Qixi's eyes fell on her one after another.

　　 "Why did you come in again?" Qi Xi said sharply.

　　 "I, I, I, I—"

　　 Yu Qian waved her hand in a panic, her eyes dodge subconsciously.

　　 She knew that she was in trouble, she was in trouble.

　　 There is nothing more serious than the lesson that disturbs the love between immortals.

　　 "I, I'm here to give things away!"

　　 "I wanted to change rhubarb to a tighter collar, but it struggled too hard..."

　　 "Ah, if you need it, I will put this collar here. Don't worry, this is just made!"

　　 Yu Qian hurriedly put the collar in her hand on the table.

　　 Even if Xuan suddenly picked up the brown dog, he scolded: "Rhubarb, let's go!"

　　 "Next time you are naughty, you have to castrate you!"

Snapped--

　　 The door closed heavily, it can be said to come and go in a hurry, but it always appears at the most critical moment.

　　 For a moment, the house fell silent again.

　　 The atmosphere in the two-person room was a bit awkward.

　　 Qixi stared at the collar on the table—to be frank, she had something eager to try, of course, she was definitely not the one wearing that thing.

　　 She has tried her best to restrain her temper.

　　 "Yu Qian, she did it on purpose."

　　 Ye An tapped his fingers on the wooden table lightly, and said suddenly.

　　 Qixi: "..."

　　 "How about I personally help you......?"

　　 "You can wear it first."

　　 "Why are you polite with me?"

　　 "Your Majesty, please."

　　 "...Wait until we return to Zhongzhou."

　　 After a moment of wrangling.

　　 The two quickly gave up.

　　 Qixi sighed softly, and said, "It's evening, and it's getting dark. Tell Yu Qian to come back and go to sleep."

　　 I didn't expect to make jokes halfway through, and seemed to be taken seriously by accident.

　　 But the Empress Qixi is obviously unsuitable and unaccustomed. She has never experienced anything like this, nor has she heard of or seen it before.

　　 Although there is no law in the fantasy world, although the Hehuan Sect can exist, after all, it is not as developed as the 21st century... Many things are not something you can see if you want to.

　　 After Yu Qian was called back, the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere soon disappeared.

　　 The dusk falls.

　　 Yu Qian just settled her own dinner.

　　 It was only seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the lights were out, and it was time to rest.

　　 Generally speaking, ordinary people in Beisheng live like this, and then wake up very early every morning.

　　 It's just this night, each of them has complicated thoughts in their hearts.

　　 Qixi and Yu Qian sleep in the same bed. The former needs to be recuperated while the latter needs to sleep normally.

　　 Ye An is alone in the yard thinking about things.

　　 The quiet sea is very large, and the mission target to kill the Yangkang Dragon Fish cannot be easily found, just like finding a needle in a haystack.

　　 So, he inevitably first thought of the Nine Sun Tortoise, which is the monster that Mu Qingxue wanted to defeat.

　　 "Yangkang Dragon Fish, Nine Sun Tortoise... are also monsters with strong yang energy."

　　 "Does this belong to Mu Qingxue?"

　　 Ye An rubbed his forehead.

　　 Whether it is really an opportunity, it is not yet known at this moment, and it is necessary to really investigate the situation.

　　 The release of the main quest, although only a few short lines, only said to punish this monster.

　　 But who knows what will happen in this process.

　　 The chance of the ubiquitous child of luck is even more dangerous.

　　 While Ye An was thinking.

　　 Before I knew it, the sky gradually brightened.

　　……

　　……

　　 Dongyue, the quiet sea coast.

　　 The warm sea breeze whizzed away.

　　 As it blows towards the coastline, it is blocked by an invisible barrier.

　　 Like five thunders, the sound is loud. The sea breeze hit the barrier fiercely, day after day, year after year, but no cracks in the barrier changed.

　　 It's just that, it's not terrible.

　　 But what really needs attention and prevention is the evil spirits that diffuse in the sea breeze.

　　 The tide ebbs and the tide ebbs, the clouds roll and the clouds are comfortable.

　　 This vast expanse of tranquil sea, up to the vast sky, down to the depths of the sea, has been polluted by evil air.

　　 Only those with high realm, or those who practice magic arts in the temple~www.wuxiahere.com~, can temporarily resist the erosion of evil.

　　The quiet sea is divided into countless coastlines.

　　 is not just the temple, there are also different people or sect forces, working together to guard this place.

　　 And guarding the coastline here are a series of branches of the Dongyue Temple.

　　 The temple built at the back of the coastline is not as large as Zhongzhou, but at least strong.

　　 In the past, this place has always been quite deserted, no one has to care about, no one is here. You only need to guard one acre of land and maintain the operation of the formation.

　　 However, today, the atmosphere is a bit solemn.

　　The spacious top floor of the temple, the atmosphere is even more depressing.

　　The old man with a white beard stands with his hands in his hands, his eagle eyes staring at the silent sea in the distance.

　　The old man's name is Bian Boyun. He is the elder of the Dongyue Temple and the guardian of this coastline.

　　As a guardian, he must deal with the dangers that may appear in the quiet sea and repel the herd that comes from time to time.

　　 "Have you heard from Your Royal Highness?"

　　 Elder Bian Boyun asked suddenly.

　　 The temple soldier waiting on the side, after hesitating for a moment, responded:

　　 "Go back to the elders, it's just due...There is still no news."

　　 Hearing the words, Bian Bo Yun let out a long sigh, his eyes getting more solemn.

　　 A few days ago, the Twilight Saint and the land-level executioner came from afar in Zhongzhou.

　　 They wanted to kill a certain monster outside of Quiet Sea.

　　 With the strength of the saint and the land-level executioner, plus just the periphery of the quiet sea, it can be said that this is not a matter of importance.

　　 But... several days passed.

　　 The saint who stepped into it and the executioner, but there is still no news.

　　 What happened?