Abandoned Immortals

Yu Lian never thought that she had waited seriously for a while, but only heard such a response, she was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly: "Sister Le is joking."

"If you don't try, how will you know?" Dong Mingle smiled.

The words were abrupt and difficult to understand, Yu Lian looked at her suspiciously, but didn't respond.

Dong Mingle then lightly pressed Yu Lianxin's sleeve, stroked the fine embroidery pattern on the cuff with his index finger, went up along the way, and finally tapped the back of Yu Lianxin's hand lightly with his fingertips: "If you don't try, how will you know that Immortal Master Que No secrets?"

How can you be sure that she can't make her fall in love?

The words "Unspeakable Concealment" moved Yu Lian's heart slightly, she couldn't help lowering her eyelashes, and her eyes fell on Dong Mingle's fair fingertips.

"Otherwise..."

Dong Mingle withdrew her hand abruptly, put her chin on her right hand, and sat leaning against the stone table, said with a serious face, "You have to tie the bell to untie the bell. If you want to find out why, why don't you just ask the person who took away Immortal Que that day?" people?"

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Yu Lian's attention has been on Que Qingyun for the past few days, and she has neglected this issue.

The woman with silver hair and red eyes is the spiritual heir of Dao Yanzong. She was the one who took Que Qingyun away. Naturally, she should know how Que Qingyun came back from the dead, and why he was so different from before the resurrection.

Yu Lian took a deep look at Dong Mingle, and the eyes of the two collided in the air.

The latter raised his lips, and the serious posture just now disappeared in a flash, and he returned to his gentle and casual appearance.

It seems that the slightly ambiguous proposal before was just a casual joke, and she didn't take it to heart.

Yu Lian's mind naturally skipped over that topic, and only answered the last sentence: "Sister Le is really a bystander."

She has secretly decided that when the turmoil in the Dongming clan subsides, she will take time to go to Dao Yanzong again, find the two to ask the reason, and discuss an explanation.

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The change of Dongming's oracle spread like wildfire overnight and spread throughout Dongming.

There was a turmoil in the clan, so Dong Mingle used the excuse of recuperating her injuries to travel around the mountains and rivers, and no one knew where she was going.

The Divine Lord faction naturally thought that she was hiding outside to hide the oracle, but they couldn't find her whereabouts no matter what. While jumping anxiously, they had to be patient and think about countermeasures.

On this day, Dong Mingle suddenly invited Yu Lianxin to the piano building.

She hid in the wilderness for several days and said for the first time that she was going to a crowded place.

Yu Lian thought to herself, this man must be thinking that the rumors in the market are ready, and he wants to add another handful of firewood.

He didn't think much about it, and responded casually.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the place, she unexpectedly saw a piece of clean and dusty white clothes from the crowd, Yu Lian's heart beat faster suddenly, and she became nervous for no reason.

She kept her expression on the face, but secretly she poked Dong Mingle's arm with her elbow, and asked her in a low voice: "Why is my teacher here?"

"Why did she come here, and how do I know?" Dong Mingle asked with a smile on his lips.

"Instead of asking me, you might as well ask Immortal Master Que yourself." Leaning at Que Qingyun's location, Dong Mingle paused for a moment, then smiled meaningfully, "Maybe it's just a coincidence?"

If she can be believed, the sun must come out from the west.

Yu Lian's brows were slightly cold, and she was secretly annoyed at her negligence. She shouldn't have trusted Dong Mingle, and she shouldn't have talked about Que Qingyun in detail with this woman.

Dong Mingle didn't seem to be aware of the emotions of the people around him, and hummed a ditty in response to the qin tune coming from the building.

Since it's here, please rest assured, she hasn't seen him for several days, so she won't retreat because of this.

Yu Lian followed Dong Ming happily up the stone steps of the pavilion, and was about to go upstairs when the man in white clothes not far away seemed to sense it, and turned his head to look at the two of them.

At this moment, someone passed by them, Dong Mingle moved half a step lightly, and when the person was shoulder-to-shoulder with hers, she bumped into him lightly.

He was a person who did evil, but he turned his back on him.

Dong Mingle let out an "Aiya", stepped back two steps, wobbled and was about to fall, showing a delicate and powerless state.

Yu Lian's heart was only half a step behind Dong Mingle's. Seeing the accident, her mind was clear, and she didn't give this person any favors.

How could Dong Mingle make her retreat, she looked flustered, but in fact she quickly grabbed her belt, if she didn't help her, Dong Mingle would probably tear the belt off in public.

Yu Lianxin: "..."

There was a flash of lightning, and the two fought back and forth several times in secret. Yu Lian was a little bit at a loss, and had to bend down and reach out to grab a handful before the opponent touched the ground.

Dong Mingle was naturally unscathed, and when he got up, he leaned against Yu Lian's chest, with a panicked expression on his face, and held on to her skirt tightly without letting go.

Yu Lianxin put her arms around Dong Mingle's waist, the passerby didn't know what was going on, just thought she accidentally bumped into someone, and confessed her crime several times.

Dong Mingle said "no problem", but still firmly leaned on Yu Lian's body, showing no intention of leaving.

Yu Lian let go of her hand, took half a step to the side, and then looked at the man in white by the attic window.

Seeing Yu Lian's panic-stricken face, Dong Mingle chuckled silently, and then naturally took her arm.

Yu Lian wanted to push Dong Mingle's hand away, but unexpectedly the woman approached her suddenly, bit her ear and whispered, "Where is this? You don't want to try it. Is Master Que really amnesia?"

Undoubtedly, these words hit the point. Yu Lian stopped her step backwards, and heard Dong Mingle continue to say: "Even if Master Que really loses his memory, you are not willing to let it go, right? In this way, it is also a feasible way. Method."

Yu Lian didn't speak anymore, Dong Mingle raised her lips secretly, knowing that her persuasion had worked, she held Yu Lian's heart even more openly, and led her to the attic.

This time, Yu Lian didn't obviously refuse.

Dong Mingle was obviously a regular customer of this piano building, and Aunt Sun, who was in charge, got the news and hurriedly put down her work and came out to greet her in person.

Because there were so many people, it was inconvenient to call out their identities, so he smiled and said: "There is a seat for the two of you upstairs, please come here."

Yu Lian looked around, only the seat next to Que Qingyun was still empty, and the rest of the seats were full.

From this, she became more and more convinced that what happened today was definitely not a coincidence, it was Dong Mingle who plotted against her.

Aunt Sun led the way and ordered the servants in the building to serve the two girls good tea.

But Dong Mingle said that she wanted to drink, and she insisted on strong alcohol. Aunt Sun dared not obey, she agreed one by one, and changed her words to ask them to serve them good wine.

Yu Lian squinted at Dong Mingle in her heart, this woman is really very artificial.

Good wine and tea were served along with a wide variety of pastries, covering the entire table. Yu Lian kept paying attention to Que Qingyun, not knowing the taste of food, and not in the mood to listen to music.

It wasn't until Dong Mingle took a plum cake with his chopsticks, and handed it to her mouth with his palm facing up, that she came back to her senses, and looked at Dong Mingle with a complicated expression.

The latter winked at her and pouted again, signaling her to open her mouth quickly.

Yu Lian pursed her lips tightly, hesitated again and again, but did not refuse in the end, lightly bit off a piece of the flower cake that Dong Mingle handed over, put the rest on the plate, and whispered "thank you".

Dong Mingle's brows were curved, enjoying it, he filled two more glasses of wine, and handed one of them to Yu Lianxin.

Yu Lian drank three glasses of sake in a row, and her gaze fell on Que Qingyun's tall and straight figure inadvertently again, but the other party did not look back except for the first slanting glance.

"Sister Lianxin, why are you so depressed?"

Dong Mingle approached, maybe drank a few more cups, with a faint smell of wine in his breath, his complexion was also faintly red, his pair of watery eyes were passionate and ruthless, as if he could see the bottom of others' hearts at a glance.

The man pretended to be crazy by drinking, and stuck him very close, his alcoholic breath blew on Yu Lian's heart.

If you change someone here at will, it's hard to guarantee that you won't be moved by the obvious affection between his eyebrows, but Yu Lian has a heart of stone, he can't see it, and he doesn't care about it.

Dong Mingle had insight into her small movements, and couldn't help being secretly annoyed. She suddenly stretched out her hands to hold her cheeks, and said in a reproachful tone: "I'm really that bad, do you want Sister Lianxin to avoid me like a snake and a scorpion?"

Yu Lian sighed, trying to push Dong Mingle's hand away: "Sister Le, you are drunk."

Dong Mingle's attitude today was inexplicably tough, she leaned forward, and her whole body almost fell into Yu Lian's arms.

The latter supported her shoulders with both hands, not allowing her to approach, and said in a harsher tone: "Sister Le!"

She is warning Dong Mingle that enough is enough.

Dong Mingle raised her head slightly, her eyes were moist, and her eyes met hers from top to bottom, it seemed sad or melancholy, and indistinguishable complex emotions were brewing in her eyes.

There is a sense of tit-for-tat in the eyes, and no one is willing to compromise easily.

At this moment, there was a sound from nowhere, which was very similar to the subtle and crisp sound of a cup colliding with a wooden table.

Just as Yu Lian was about to turn around, a group of people suddenly came up from the stairs, walking straight towards Yu Lian and the two of them.

Those officers and soldiers in silver armor caused a commotion when they appeared, but they turned a deaf ear to the panic-stricken screams around them. They stopped by the Dongmingle table and reported respectfully: "Young Patriarch, Patriarch, please go back to the clan to discuss matters." .”

Dong Mingle heard the sound, and glanced at this person lazily.

At this moment in the pavilion, dozens of pairs of eyes fell on them.

Finally, she had no choice but to let go of Yu Lian's heart, sat up straight reluctantly, and responded to him: "I haven't drunk my wine to my heart's content."

Silver Armored Guard: "It's okay, the young patriarch can have fun, the patriarch can afford to wait."

Yu Lian looked at Que Qingyun again, the man was sitting upright, holding the tea bowl in both hands, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.

The entire piano building was not affected by the sudden intrusion of the guards, except for the young girl playing the piano in the stands, and Que Qingyun, who was sitting under the stage and remained calm.

Yu Lian sighed inwardly, and the only luck left in her heart was blown away by the wind.

It happened that Dongmingle asked her: "Sister Lianxin, do you want to continue listening to the music, or come back to Dongming with me?"

Yu Lian lowered her eyes, and looked away from Que Qingyun: "Go to Dongming."

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Now that Yu Lianxin had opened her mouth, Dong Mingle was pleasantly surprised and didn't stay in the piano building anymore, so she took Yu Lianxin's arm and walked away with her.

The guests on the qin tower tasted tea and listened to the music. The little commotion before quickly calmed down.

The man in white by the window put down the broken teacup, and the scarlet blood overflowed from his palm, mixed with the tea soup, dripping and staining the hem of her clothes.

Pausing for a while, she casually scattered a handful of silver coins on the table, and then picked up the saber beside the table.

In the blink of an eye, go without a trace.

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