Abandoned Immortals

"Xuan Yuexin" had a faint light in his eyes, and it was hard to say for a while.

Perhaps it was Yu Lian's confident appearance that stimulated her a little, she gradually put away the smile on her lips, her expression was slightly cold, and she snorted, "I hope you can still laugh later."

Not to be outdone, Yu Lian confronted her tit for tat: "I would like to borrow your good words."

Just a few sharp words turned the direction of the wind around. Ever since Qu Yanxin, the chief guard of the Xuan Palace, was awakened, Yu Lian's current state of mind is indeed quite different from the past.

More arrogant, more presumptuous, but no longer restrained, and become more comfortable.

Her scrutinizing eyes made "Xuan Yuexin" extremely uncomfortable, so she waved her hand and said no more.

Not long after, the spiritual flow around the Sea of ​​Consciousness was turbulent, "Xuan Yuexin" raised the corner of her mouth, and glanced at Yu Lianxin provocatively, as if saying: "Just wait and see."

The latter's gaze fell on the empty space, ignoring her gaze.

Yu Lian frowned slightly, her face was a little heavy, it wasn't that she was worried that Que Qingyun would be bewitched by the other party, but she was worried about what kind of indiscriminate methods this Jingxu Soul Skeleton would use.

If Que Qingyun was implicated by her rash decision just now, how would she solve such a difficult situation?

Que Qingyun's consciousness was imprisoned by Jingxu, and "Xuan Yuexin" had already left behind. Even if Yulixin didn't agree to her conditions just now, she was [-]% sure that she would force Yulixin to bet against her.

Whether it is the obsession of "Xuan Yuexin" or the tricks of Jingxu Soul Skeleton, this gamble is based on Que Qingyun, or in other words, Ye Qingyun who was bewitched by the illusion thousands of years ago Attitude.

A mirror slowly appeared in front of Yu Lianxin's eyes, reflecting the scene of the silver-clad Tianxuan Mountain at that time, and the soul trapped in it, wandering forever.

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Elder Mo Fu walked into the study and reported all the internal affairs of the clan in recent years.

As big as the suffering of the people, how many variables there are in the eastern and western mountains, and as small as the few disciples who have just joined the monastery, who violated the clan rules and who made outstanding achievements, they all reported one by one.

Since Ye Qingyun entered the secret room to retreat, many important affairs in the sect have been entrusted to the elders.

Most of the elders are seniors who are worried about their family, country and world for the sake of the sect. Ye Qingyun doesn't care about trivial matters in the sect that don't involve particularly important differences.

Listening to his report, two hours passed in a blink of an eye.

It was getting dark outside the window, Ye Qingyun waved his hand to signal that Mo couldn't go down, and the latter bid farewell.

Not long after, Ye Qingyun was the only one left sitting by the window in the increasingly dark study room, looking at the sunset outside the window with a dazed expression.

She seemed to be in a daze, and she seemed to be escaping from something unconsciously, with her right hand lightly holding the edge of the bed, her thumb restlessly grinding the window frame, her gaze fell into the void, and her thoughts were boundless.

It took another half an hour to sit, and the silver peak in the distance was covered with a layer of misty darkness, and the golden pink sunlight was inlaid on the edge, embellishing a ray of warmth in the dark and cold mountain scene.

My mood gradually calmed down, and I couldn't help but sigh softly, pointing to the center of the forehead with two fingers, tapping lightly one by one, this seems to relieve the intermittent pain between the forehead.

Although this retreat was very beneficial, it did hurt the body.

At that time, the situation was dangerous, and if she didn't pay attention, she would go crazy. Now she feels restless and restless in her chest. It must be the hidden wound left over from the retreat.

Some disciples entered the courtyard and hung up lanterns with burning candles. Ye Qingyun only realized later that it was time to light the lanterns.

She thought of Xuan Yuexin who had been neglected during the day and was scolded by her to find a reason to leave, and suddenly felt a dull pain between her eyebrows.

Thinking that what he did was wrong, he got up with a flick of his sleeves, opened the door and walked out of the study, along the way up the mountain, and sure enough, at the end of the snowy road, he saw that gorgeous red dress.

Deep in the shadow of the tree, there is a small pavilion, on which the three-story pavilion can see the moonlight in the sky.

The four sides of the pavilion are lit with lights, and the evening wind blows, and the candlelight dances, reflecting a warm yellow light on the snow.

Upstairs, a woman in red leaned on several sides, with several jars of sake in hand, and three or five dishes of side dishes on the table in front of her, sitting on an empty futon opposite her, as if waiting for someone.

Xu Shi couldn't wait for anyone to come, so she opened a jar of wine, poured the wine into the cups, and drank it herself, her cheeks were slightly red.

A white shadow appeared at the end of the road, and Xuan Yuexin paused for a moment with the wine cup in her hand, without turning her head.

Ye Qingyun stood under the shadow of the tree for a moment, and as far as he could see, there were pavilions, small buildings, beautiful shadows and lonely lights, which were extremely lonely and desolate.

She had never seen it before, but she felt that she had known each other before. She paused for a while, but she didn't take any steps. When the night wind blew through the forest again, the branches and leaves rustled softly.

At this moment, she turned around and wanted to go back to the house along the path she had come from.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in my ears, with the sound of Lingling piano and ethereal and beautiful singing.

She couldn't help turning her head, and saw the man in red holding a wine cup in his left hand and a sword in his right, getting up and dancing under the moonlight.

There is no trace of sharpness in this sword, and it has cast off the arrogance and murderousness of the whole body. The sword is soft and graceful, accompanied by the ups and downs of the dress, and the movement with the wind.

Light snow suddenly fell outside the pavilion, dense and smooth. The snow swirled and danced in the wind, like pieces of goose feathers, falling on the tips of short trees, scattered among the thin shoulders and soft hair of the people outside the pavilion.

The soft white snow covered the human eyes, and the hazy red dress was even more graceful in the blurred and illusory field of vision.

When her trance consciousness woke up from the confusion, her footsteps had already set foot on the stone steps in front of the small pavilion.

Climbing up the stairs, the appearance of the man in red became clearer and clearer.

Stepping up to the top floor of the pavilion, the red silk fluttered, stroking her eyebrows head-on.

Xuan Yuexin has bright eyes and white teeth, and a pair of clear eyes are shining with Chinese light, as if hiding ten thousand hectares of starlight.

"Master." The girl's tone was clear and gentle, with a smile on her face.

The moment she met the person who came, the cloud in the dark sky cleared away, and the haze that shrouded her eyes disappeared in an instant.

She has a bright smile, elegant eyebrows, and a graceful and gentle temperament, but she is wearing a red dress, which adds a bit of beauty to her tranquil and elegant makeup.

However, in the past two decades, her cultivation base has been astonishing, and she is absolutely gorgeous in the world.

Her bright and clear eyes had always been able to hold only one person, but when Ye Qingyun appeared above the pavilion, those star-like pupils could no longer be moved away.

Ye Qingyun stopped and looked at Xuan Yuexin for a moment.

When I was confused, I didn't know how to explain the purpose of coming, so I heard the woman in red smiling, and took the initiative to invite: "The disciple brought back the moon spring wine from the Dongming clan from the foot of the mountain. Master, would you like to have a drink?"

Ye Qingyun didn't need to say much, she walked a few steps slowly, sat on the vacant futon, and a bowl of sake was delivered to her in due time.

Holding the cup in his hands, the clear and mellow aroma of wine lingered in his nose. Ye Qingyun didn't show it on his face, but he felt disturbed in his heart. Fang had nothing to say and asked, "Dong Ming's family? You still have a relationship with Dong Ming during this trip?" Do the people of your family meet?"

Xuan Yuexin lay down on the short table next to Ye Qingyun, and giggled when she heard the words: "But after stealing a few jars of wine from them, the people from the Dongming clan were not relentless, and chased the disciple for several streets."

Who would have thought that these words would come from the No. 1 decent sect in the world, the eldest disciple of Tianxuanzong.

This delicate tone washed away the tiredness in Ye Qingyun's heart, and made her brows soften, she shook the wine cup lightly, and sighed helplessly: "You are such a big man, why do you still learn to steal wine? There are no rules."

Although she reprimanded the apprentice for being unruly, her tone was not harsh. Xuan Yuexin naturally knew that she was just saying it casually and didn't really mean to blame her, but she still defended herself in a low voice: "The disciple left the money, but it's too late. It’s not considered stealing either.”

"Then why are they chasing you?" Ye Qingyun asked.

"Because this wine is for the grand master Dongming's birthday, they don't sell it, but my disciple passed by their wine cellar, smelling the aroma of the wine, he was really hungry, so he passed a few jars."

Buying and selling by force is like a bandit, but he still said this with confidence, Ye Qingyun smiled, picked up the jade chopsticks in his hand, and knocked on the disciple's forehead: "You are reasonable."

Xuan Yuexin was grinning, not feeling ashamed at all, but with a smug look on the contrary, she urged Ye Qingyun to say, "Master, try it. If you have tasted it, you will definitely understand my disciple's love for wine."

Ye Qingyun sighed slightly in her heart, fortunately, the wine was paid for, and indeed it cannot be considered as theft.

Moreover, Dongming clan and Tianxuanzong have always had grievances, Xuan Yuexin probably did it on purpose, otherwise, who would go to other people's wine cellar for no reason and lie about "passing by"?

So he stopped thinking about it, and pressed the rim of the cup to take a sip according to the words. The aroma of the wine was overflowing, and the taste was sweet and mellow, neither strong nor spicy.

Xuan Yuexin was lying on the side of the table like a puppy, with her chin resting on the back of her hand, looking at Ye Qingyun with watery eyes, as if asking for credit.

Ye Qingyun was amused by her, the corners of her lips raised slightly, her eyebrows were gentle, and she commented in a gentle voice: "Not bad."

The little girl's eyes were bent immediately, and her two slender willow eyebrows stretched to both sides. A small face with exquisite features fell into Ye Qingyun's eyes, and unexpectedly appeared another person's appearance for no reason.

The two faces reappeared in front of her eyes, Ye Qingyun shook her head, her face changed slightly, her eyes turned away solemnly, and she took another sip of the wine in the glass in a concealed manner.

But a jade hand suddenly stretched out beside her, holding her wine glass together with her five fingers.

Xuan Yuexin pulled the hand holding the cup to her jaw, took a sip of the wine with Ye Qingyun's hand, looked at the person in front of her with full eyes, her cheeks were flushed, her expression was intoxicated, and she seemed to mutter to herself:

"Recently, my disciple has frequent delusional thoughts, and it is difficult to hold on to herself. Since the master retreated, the disciple has no intention of cultivating day and night, and does not think about eating and drinking. His mind seems to be in a trance, so he goes down the mountain to practice in order to relieve the pain of lovesickness."

"But the disciple overestimated his xinxing and self-cultivation. The farther he was from the master, the more disturbed the disciple's mind became. Later, he was fascinated by the snow on Tianxuan Mountain all day long, and came back from the mountain without knowing it."

"I didn't expect the master to leave the seclusion today, but when the disciple saw the master, he felt as if he had come back to life, so he confirmed his heart. The disciple's love for the master lasts for a long time, and the love is so deep that it is difficult to get rid of it."

Her eyes were scorching, like moths to a flame, she didn't care.

Knowing that this is a road of no return, but walking forward without looking back, this courage and belief are so hot that it makes one's heart soften.

But also embarrassing.

Ye Qingyun frowned slightly, although she didn't look away, the smile on her face gradually faded, and finally became solemn and heavy.

The warm atmosphere just now faded away. With Xuan Yuexin's intelligence, she had already expected Ye Qingyun's attitude, but she looked at him without hesitation, and would not give up until she heard the answer.

After a long time, Ye Qingyun sighed softly.

"Yue Xin, you're drunk."

The author has something to say: There is a second update today, but it will be a little later, around twelve o'clock, rush to the duck!