My Simping System

"What's the matter with your outfit ?"

Compared with Qi Xi's bright and beautiful outfit .

Ye An wore a thin gray robe, and even covered her face with a coat and hat.

Said it was an appointment.

But it is more like imitate the dog and steal chicken.

He sat down, looked around all around, and then his face was surprised.

"Your Majesty is not afraid of being recognized?" he asked.

"Why should you be afraid?"

Qi Xi held his chin, coldly said: "There are so many ways to cover people's eyes and ears. Besides, don't you use the divine technique to cover your breath? This is it. You don’t have to be constrained to the realm with the most basic moves?"

Ye An thought for a moment, but couldn't remember it, so he smiled awkwardly and said:

"I had a previous cultivation deviation , Accidentally...forgot."

While thinking of the memories before passing through the rebirth, he also cleverly forgot part of the memories.

This includes some cultivation techniques.

"Forgot? Forgot?"

Qi Xi sighed, said: "You don't get rid of your body, you make people angry."

"Take it, You told me earlier and come to the appointment in this suit."

She stomped her feet with anger, but helplessly, she had to take a sip of sullen tea.

Ye An thought, it was true. I was indeed negligent. I had to say:

"Sorry Your Majesty."

"I have no previous experience, for a while Nervous..."

Puff——

A sip of tea was sprayed on his face.

Qi Xi choked a few times, and his lovable body trembled.

Ye An's performance today is much different from yesterday.

Those messy and nasty words don’t need to be said, at least not so dull.

Could it be the repercussions of the cultivation deviation?

"Sigh—"

She heave a long sigh.

"Your Majesty?" Ye An asked.

Qi Xi gave him a coldly snorted, "that's all."

"Take a tea break."

Ye An, after all, was seriously ill. Hey, realm is starting from the beginning again, so naturally he has to give him some rest time.

Secondly.

Qi Xi also applied the divine technique to him, doing a handicap technique.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are just ordinary cultivators, and occasionally go to the night market to play that's all.

"Come on, you throw away the gray robe, no one recognizes us now." Qi Xi said.

After a while.

The two of them walked into the night market.

The fragrance from the snack stalls makes people linger.

Ye An looked around all around and found that the night market here is no worse than the previous blue star.

This is a mortal night market, but there are many cultivators who come and go.

He suddenly felt emotional.

A routine setting that is difficult to avoid in the novel is: take martial arts as honor, strength to bully the weak world.

Generally speaking, most cultivators only treat mortals as dogs and tools.

Not to mention eating and drinking for nothing, it is already merciful to be able to save a mortal life.

This plane is no exception.

However, under the protection of Holy Temple, there has been a slight turning point.

In Ye An's vernacular, Holy Temple is similar to law enforcement agencies, not strong enough, but it also defends the last trace of peace.

It's just... at least here, because of many objective reasons, it is still too difficult after all.

Ye An couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, and quietly glanced at Qi Xi from the corner of his eyes.

He doesn't know what Qi Xi's true inner thoughts are, whether he has ever thought about changing it.

But he really doesn't want to see it someday in the future.

empress Qi Xi was killed by the Child of Destiny plot, and the Holy Temple was destroyed by Child of Destiny.

And Child of Destiny, as the initiator, really feels appropriate.

……

……

"What do you think I do?"

Qi Xi noticed his sight, slightly tilted On the head, the golden pupils meet his eyes.

"Of course it depends on you." Ye An responded casually.

"The words are nice."

Qi Xi said coldly: "Don't talk to you about this."

"By the way, mortal night market, how to clean Is it something to eat?"

Ye An blushed with shame, "Isn't all night markets eaten? From the street to the end, every taste is not heavy. This is the fun of the night market. "

Qi Xi sighed and shook the head, "Slightly disappointed."