Abandoned Immortals

Heir of Tianxuan.

The enlarged blood-colored pupils of the monster gradually lost focus, and the hill-like body quickly shrank and withered, leaving only a pair of withered black skin, exuding a strong and rotten stench.

Until the monster's aura completely disappeared, Que Qingyun covered his heart and staggered back two steps.

The blood quickly spread and soaked through her clothes, revealing a large mottled and dazzling bloodstain on the back.

The blow just now was really dangerous, if Yu Lian hadn't risked his life to block it for her, allowing the tentacles to penetrate the heart and shatter the meridians, the two of them would have died.

Que Qingyun's footsteps were unsteady, her figure swayed slightly, and she barely retreated to Yu Lianxin's side. First, she checked the injury for the latter to ensure that Yu Lianxin was alive. Then she took out a healing pill from her sleeve, and carefully fed it Take it.

Then sent a cloud of spiritual energy to Yulian's heart, and then Sen Luo Hunke began to diligently repair the damaged meridians in Yulian's heart.

Que Qingyun's mind was slightly relaxed, and immediately the world was spinning, and he couldn't help but fell down beside Yu Lian, closed his eyes, and tried his best to adjust his breath.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a group of pale golden halos are still flickering, and there is an old man with white beard and hair sitting in the center, who is dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with kind eyebrows and immortal demeanor.

Que Qingyun held his breath, adjusted his breath, and collected his mind. His consciousness turned into a phantom. He walked up to the old man, bowed his body with fists folded, and called respectfully: "Disciple Qingyun, thank you ancestors."

This person is the founding patriarch of Tianxuanzong and the founder of Xuangong, Xuanying Immortal Venerable.

If the Immortal Venerable hadn't personally acted, Que Qingyun and his disciples might not have escaped the catastrophe.

The ancestor opened his eyelids, and the pale golden pupils were full of mist.

He raised the dust whisk in his hand, met Que Qingyun's eyes, and sighed: "The old man calculated that this beast will not be safe today, so he left a ray of spirit, hidden in the emptiness, waiting for you to come to Xuan Palace."

Que Qingyun looked humble, and interrupted silently, waiting quietly for Immortal Master Xuanying to finish speaking.

"If this beast escapes from the seal, it will be difficult for the Xuan Palace to suppress its power, and the human world will certainly be devastated. But the old man is only a wisp of soul, and his lifespan is exhausted. Will you inherit the old man's mantle and protect the peace of the mortal world?"

After listening to his words, Que Qingyun's expression was complicated.

Seeing his expression, the ancestor asked, "What's the difficulty?"

Que Qingyun said bluntly: "The world today is different from the past. Interests are competing, and people's hearts are not old. The number of my master and apprentice has been a burden to the world. Now, the disciple has no heart to care about the affairs of the family and the country. fight."

Xuanying Immortal Venerable heard this, and after pondering for a few breaths, he shook his head helplessly: "It's a pity, the old man has a grandeur, and is fearless. He should be the person who appeared in the fortune-telling in ancient times."

"But since you don't want to, the old man will not force others to make things difficult." The Immortal Venerable sighed, "I will ask you to take charge of this Dingxu. If there is a more suitable person in the future, you can pass it on to this person."

Que Qingyun kowtowed: "Thank you ancestors."

"Even so, the old man still has a word of advice."

The golden halo began to dissipate slowly, Immortal Master Xuanying stared for a moment, and said, "Your fate is different from ordinary people, and I don't know when I will change my mind. Before that, Wan Wang should calm down and cultivate his body. Impulsiveness destroys the Dao heart."

This remark was quite admonishing, Que Qingyun's expression paused slightly, and his eyes suddenly became serious.

She lowered her head and pondered for a while, but she didn't answer, and when the golden light completely dissipated, she bowed her head and bowed like a dream.

When they opened their eyes again, they were still in the abyss underground. Due to the inhalation of Qi into their bodies, they healed their injuries slightly, and their discomfort improved slightly, and the wounds had stopped bleeding.

Compared with her, Yu Lianxin's injury was much more serious, but Sen Luo's soul skeleton healed it, and her injury recovery speed was still faster than hers.

After sitting cross-legged for half a stick of incense, Que Qingyun got up, hugged Yu Lianxin horizontally in his arms, raised his sword, and soared upwards, wanting to leave the abyss.

Dingxu has been captured by Que Qingyun, the monster has also been executed, and the spiritual energy under the abyss is getting thinner and thinner. If you want to calm down and heal your wounds, you should find another place.

The abyss was too long, and Que Qingyun was exhausted halfway, so he pierced the blade of the sword into the rock wall, stood on the hilt for a short rest, waited for the spiritual energy to gather in the dantian, and continued to walk with the sword.

Fortunately, after the spirit of the monster beast was suppressed by the immortal, the turbulent spiritual energy inside Dingxu recovered and stabilized, and the walls of the abyss no longer collapsed, so Que Qingyun had a short-term leverage.

Repeat this more than ten times, and finally see the sky on the top of the cave.

Que Qingyun turned into a blazing white streamer, jumped up from the entrance of the abyss, and landed on the edge of the cave wall.

The deep hole behind them was more than ten times larger than when they went down, and the corpse of the black dragon and the seriously injured Dong Mingle had disappeared.

In addition, the black clouds that rolled up in the sky dissipated a little, and the dark sky revealed a little golden light, exuding the vitality of the rest of the life after the catastrophe.

All kinds of signs can be seen. The spirit of monsters and beasts was suppressed by the immortal again, and the turmoil in Xuangong also calmed down.

The aura in his body was exhausted again, Que Qingyun walked on foot with Yu Lian in his arms, and sat down to rest temporarily on the clean gentle slope outside the abyss.

Yu Lianxin's injury recovered quickly, and the blood hole running through her chest had already healed.

Que Qingyun held her in her arms, and gently stroked away the remaining blood on the other's face, and rubbed the corners of Yu Lianxin's lips with her thumb.

Yu Lian was still in a coma, sleeping peacefully, her fair face was bloodless, and the gorgeous red dress made her pale even more.

A thin breath was exhaled from the nose, brushing the blue silk beside Yu Lian's heart and ear, Que Qingyun's eyes were slightly darkened, and sparkling waves appeared in his pupils.

Then, she leaned over and planted a light kiss on Yu Yulian's dry lips.

Close your eyes, the thrilling and dangerous scenes flashed in your mind.

Que Qingyun's eyelashes trembled violently, and then opened them quickly. He needed to confirm Yu Lian's injury over and over again, the slight ups and downs of his chest and his weak but continuous heartbeat, in order to feel at ease for a moment.

The process of waiting for the other party to wake up was long and tormented. Even though Sen Luo Hunke had tried his best, Que Qingyun still felt slow, and felt sorry and blamed himself over and over again for his own powerlessness.

Not every time they are favored by gods and gods, their road ahead is still bumpy and bumpy.

She put her hand into her pocket, stroked Dingxu's smooth surface with five fingers, under the eyelashes drooping like crow feathers, there was a hazy expression.

If she is willing to shoulder the great wish of protecting the common people, she can get the inheritance of the immortal, and she will not be afraid of any wind and rain.

But from now on, avoiding the world will become an extravagant hope, and this great wish will become a shackle like the blood of the Dongming clan, from birth to death, they cannot break free.

She doesn't want power over the world, she only wants her little apprentices to enjoy happiness and glory for life to life.

Yu Lian's tightly closed eyelids trembled, and then slowly opened, her hazy vision gradually became clear, and what caught her pupils was Que Qingyun's unparalleled beauty.

"Master..." She moved her parched throat, the experience before her consciousness dissipated quickly flashed through her sea of ​​consciousness, and subconsciously wanted to get up.

Que Qingyun didn't have time to stop her, and saw that she was struggling to raise her upper body with her arms, but it involved unhealed injuries. The sharp pain made her facial features wrinkle up, and it took a while before she resumed her stagnant breathing.

She quickly put her arms around Yu Lianxin's shoulders, caressed her heart with her free right hand, entered the spirit energy, and smoothed the turbulent energy in the opponent's body.

Also because of this moment of rest, Yu Lian was able to see the surrounding environment clearly, looking over Que Qingyun's shoulder to the gradually brightening sky in the distance.

She took a breath, looked at Que Qingyun with a confused expression, and asked doubtfully, "Are we out?"

The latter smiled slightly when he heard the words: "Yes, the battle is over."

Yu Lian's eyes widened suddenly, and her tone was quite surprised, "That's Dingxu..."

Que Qingyun affirmed her guess: "It's already in the bag."

Hearing this, the latter let out a sudden breath, then relaxed his tense body, lay softly in Que Qingyun's arms, and slid his head sideways toward the other's shoulder.

Her subconscious action made Que Qingyun gasp. Yu Lian felt that the other party's shoulders were trembling slightly, and she saw Que Qingyun's pained face with squinted eyes, and at the same time, she smelled an extremely strong smell of blood in her nose.

The unhealed wound on Que Qingyun's chest was affected again, and a new bloodstain appeared.

"Master is wounded!"

Yu Lian shrank her eyes and pupils, and she didn't know where the strength came from, but she broke free from Que Qingyun's arms, supported half of her body and sat still, and still had one free hand to tear off Que Qingyun's collar.

The hideous blood hole penetrated by the tentacles still remained on the pale skin of the opponent's chest.

Yu Lian's heart twitched suddenly, although she tried her best to protect her, Que Qingyun was still hit by the tentacles.

"Master, why don't you heal the wound yourself first?" The injury looked serious, and Yu Lian's tone was broken because of anxiety, "I have Sen Luo's soul to protect my body, so my life is safe, Master just let me do nothing."

She didn't understand that Que Qingyun was able to bring her back from the abyss, he must have fought a battle with that monster. The opponent was too strong, so injuries were inevitable, and his injuries would not be any less severe than hers.

But now her injury seemed to be healed, but Que Qingyun still looked seriously injured. Obviously, when she was unconscious before, Que Qingyun seldom spent time healing her injuries, as if he wasted all his energy on her.

"Master has never been willing to cherish his own body, and insists on making disciples worry about it."

While cursing, she pressed her palm against Que Qingyun's wound, and there was a turquoise gleam in her palm, which was the healing power of Sen Luo's soul skeleton.

The light lightly touched the flesh-and-blood wound, scraping off the rotting flesh first, and then giving birth to new growth.

In this process, apart from the pain at the beginning, it then became itching. Que Qingyun frowned slightly, and endured it silently. Hearing Yu Lian's endless complaints, her eyebrows and eyes were very gentle.

Seeing the wound healed slowly without leaving any scars, Yu Lian raised her eyes and slammed into the other party's ruddy eyes.

Que Qingyun couldn't help it, so he cupped the cheeks of the person in front of him, bowed his head and kissed her lips, his thin and soft lips sucked Yu Lianxin's cherry red soft lips, lingering for a long time, and then slowly let go.

"As a teacher, I really don't have time to take care of myself, so I can only work hard." She held Yu Lianxin's wrist and guided him to caress another wound, with a soft smile on her face, "It hurts here too, so Lianxin will continue to take care of you." Is it okay to heal the teacher?"

Yu Lian's heart trembled, her knuckles curled up slightly, and her fingertips touched Que Qingyun's warm and cool skin.

She only felt that the three souls and seven souls were taken away by this person, and she didn't have a single bit of mind left. It took her a long time to regain her mind, but her heart beat faster and her face turned red.

I am most afraid of fairies entering the world of mortals, but they are better than demons if they are not demons.

But immediately, she was so ashamed that she couldn't be teased, she stared round and said angrily: "Heal the wound, heal the wound, behave yourself, don't touch your hands!"

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