Abandoned Immortals

"come over."

Que Qingyun lay on the bank, with her two jade arms resting under her chin, her cold eyes stared lightly at Yu Lianxin who was not far away.

The voice of these two words is very soft, and the tone cannot be distinguished clearly, and there is no way to know her purpose.

She has always been so cool and elegant, with a calm posture, like a flower in the sky, standing at a height that is difficult for others to reach.

Yu Lianxin and Que Qingyun looked at each other for a moment, and the slender figure was reflected in the latter's clear pupils.

Afterwards, she turned around and quickly walked out of Yuqingju, without stopping for half a step.

Until the sound of footsteps disappeared completely, the sound of water splashing in the courtyard sounded, the jade body left the cold spring, and the moment the toes landed on the ground, the plain white clothes were already dressed neatly.

She looked at the gate of the courtyard, raised the corners of her lips after a while, and walked slowly into the bamboo building by the spring.

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Yu Lian returned to her room with her back to the door and locked the bolt.

She walked all the way, and now she stopped, her face was flushed, her breath was short of breath, her eyes were full of emotions, her mind was full of the amorous feelings of bathing in Que Qingyun Pool, her limbs were suddenly soft, her legs were sticky, and she leaned on the wall They are a little unstable.

Just seeing such a picture, she could hardly restrain herself and lost herself.

Que Qingyun's attraction to her is fatal. If the devil's poison breaks out, she will lose all reason, and may even cry and kneel in front of Que Qingyun to beg for her mercy.

The master is high enough and far enough to her, but in this matter, she is unwilling to face Que Qingyun with such a humble attitude.

She would rather shatter her guts and fight for the desired result with her own thoughts, than be driven by the devil's poison and become a vassal who comes and goes when she is called.

Perhaps it was due to the unhealed injury, she lacked spiritual energy in her body, and there was no time to recover from this poisonous attack, the magic pattern on her lower abdomen was getting hotter and hotter, her whole body was dry and hot, and her throat was extremely itchy.

Yu Lian stumbled to the side of the bed, hanging on the last sliver of sobriety and struggled to set up a sound-proof spirit array.

There are no other thoughts, only a bone-eating emptiness is left in my heart.

She lay prone on the edge of the bed, her skirt loosened, and the hem of her skirt spread out immediately.

Light white fingertips scratched the blush on the skin, both knees touched the ground, white teeth gnawed into continuous moaning breaths.

With five fingers curled up slightly, he tightly gripped the red silk of the quilt, and his half-exposed jade shoulders trembled in embarrassment.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound in the room gradually disappeared.

Yu Lian returned mentally, and opened her eyes tiredly, staring at the hanging picture scroll by the bed with a gloomy expression.

She was still lying beside the bed, her clothes in a mess.

The abnormality in her lower abdomen had subsided, and she rested for a while before gathering some strength to get up and change clothes.

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With nothing else to do, Yu Lian started to stay behind closed doors, and began to devote herself to practice, meditating day and night diligently, and quickly recovered from her injuries.

She ignored all kinds of news from the outside world on her own, and even Que Qingyun was indifferent to her.

Until the next day after more than a month, the Demon King sent someone to look for her early in the morning and asked her to go to the study to discuss matters.

The dream was disturbed, Yu Lian was full of worry, she stood up with her arms propped up after a while, yawned lazily, dressed and washed, opened the door and went to the study.

Although she had expected it earlier, when she saw Que Qingyun in the study, Yu Lian raised her eyebrows.

She walked past him calmly, and asked casually, "I haven't seen you for a few days, is Master still used to living in the villa?"

Que Qingyun only replied with two words: "It's okay."

Yu Lian laughed heartily, and said in a brisk tone, "In this way, the disciple can rest assured."

In the past month or so, Yu Lianxin has only been to Yuqingju once, so saying this now is almost tantamount to provocation.

On the main seat, Mojun Qu Yan glanced sideways at Yu Lian's heart, but didn't say much.

Que Qingyun's expression was dull, and he didn't intend to talk to Yu Lian.

Yu Lian just wanted to make fun of herself, and hummed a messy tune, found a chair and sat down.

She was sitting or not, crooked, boneless, leaning on the armrest of the seat with drooping eyelids, as if she could fall asleep at any time.

Monarch Qu Yan was writing quickly with a pen, Que Qingyun closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, although there were three people in the room, they could hear needles dropping.

Judging from this posture, most people must not be here.

After another half a cup of tea, the last person entered the study room, stood at the table and respectfully saluted Mojun and Que Qingyun: "Father, Sister Qingyun."

Yu Lian had heard the sound of this person's footsteps early in the morning, but she turned her face away after the "Sister Qingyun" came to her ears, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes, and she curled her lips boredly.

The Mojun and Que Mingcheng were married to Jinlan, and Guo Yu was of the same generation as Que Qingyun. There is nothing wrong with calling her sister.

But in this way, although Yu Lianxin is not a few years younger than Guo Yu, her seniority is a bit younger.

After Guo Yu saluted the two, he walked straight to Que Qingyun's side as if he didn't see anyone beside him, and moved the chair towards Que Qingyun.

This action is careless, his mind can be said to be obvious.

Yu Lian immediately raised her eyebrows, looking displeased.

She turned her face away and cast her eyes out of the window, but also turned a blind eye to Guo Yu.

Que Qingyun opened her eyes, nodded to Guo Yu as a greeting, and then glanced casually at the lonely shadow facing him who was out of gregariousness, and looked away when Mojun Quyan finished writing.

Mojun Quyan dried the ink on the paper and looked at Que Qingyun: "Yun'er, you have been in the villa for more than a month, how is your recovery?"

"Thanks to my uncle's concern, Qingyun's injury is no longer serious." Facing Demon Lord Qu Yan, Que Qingyun's tone and demeanor were no different from usual, and she could only judge the difference in her treatment of others from the slight changes in her words.

"Yeah." Mojun nodded, and asked Yu Lianxin again, "Where is Lianxin? Is the injury healed?"

Yu Lian leaned her body sideways, with one hand resting on her chin, with a weary look on her face: "Eighty to nine out of ten."

"Since the wounds are healed, it's time to find something to do." Mojun Qu Yan handed the Chinese book in his hand to Que Qingyun, "I plan to hand over the inner city of Guanshan Tower to you to take care of, Yu'er and Lianxin will assist you." Left and right, Yun'er, what do you think?"

Before Que Qingyun could respond, Guo Yu interjected, "The position of city lord in the Guanshan Tower has been vacant for many years. I thought my father specially left it for me. I didn't expect my father's favorite person to be Sister Qingyun."

He said with a sassy smile: "If it were someone else, I would not be convinced, but Sister Qingyun is perfect."

Guo Yu talked about Sister Qingyun one by one, which made Yulian's eyes cold, and the more she looked at this person, the more she disliked her.

But Que Qingyun said: "Since Guo Yu is interested in the position of the city lord of the inner city, how can Qingyun take the favor of others."

Guo Yu didn't expect Que Qingyun to say such a thing, and the two words of flattery turned into a struggle for power and power. His intentions were wrong, and he was framed lightly. He immediately looked embarrassed and couldn't move forward or retreat.

His father, Guo Yan, glared at him angrily: "The position of city lord is for those who are capable. How can you be able to do it if you want to? You don't even look at how dirty you made the outer city. With this little ability, how can you still think about it?" Xiao wants to be the city lord of the inner city?"

Guo Yu was reprimanded for a long time, and he shrank his head and did not speak.

Yu Lianxin sat on the side, seeing Guo Yu deflated, immediately raised the corners of her mouth and smiled broadly.

But as soon as she bent the corners of her eyes to show a gloating smile, her eyes unexpectedly met Que Qingyun's. The latter's expression was dull and his eyes were cold, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, and she couldn't smile anymore.

Yu Lian's face turned cold, and she glanced at Que Qingyun not to be outdone.

Monarch Qu Yan didn't seem to notice the fighting in this room, he turned his head to look at Que Qingyun: "Even if Yun'er doesn't help me share my worries, it's not his turn to mess around!"

"Recently there has been some chaos in the Jianghu. There are many cultivators coming and going to Guanshan Tower, and there are also many people from other states. There is a shortage of manpower in the villa. There are very few trustworthy people with Yun'er's cultivation level."

The devil clenched his brows tightly, and sighed helplessly: "Yun'er, you can help me act as an agent for a few days, and when you find a more suitable person in the future, you can leave as soon as you want, how about it?"

Having reached this point, Que Qingyun could hardly refuse, so he complied.

At this time, Guo Yu poked his head out again and suggested: "Then how about I take Sister Qingyun to Guanshan Building? Although I have not been to the inner city a few times, I know all the masters stationed in the inner city, so I am familiar with the environment in advance. , can save a lot of trouble in the future.”

Yu Lian came to Moyan Villa for several months and had no contact with Guo Yu. She thought that the other party was also cold-tempered, but she didn't expect that she would be very excited in front of Que Qingyun.

Mojun Qu Yan smiled: "Okay, it's rare that you have the heart, go down the mountain and go around."

Leaving the study room, Yu Lianxin followed Que Qingyun silently, not far away, Guo Yu suddenly stopped, and said by name: "Yu Lianxin, you don't have to go."

Compared with the humility in the study just now, Guo Yu actually changed his face at this moment, and put on the airs of the young master of the villa again.

Yu Lian raised her eyebrows and looked at him coldly: "Your Majesty ordered the two of us to assist the acting city lord. You follow your Yangguan Road, and you still don't allow me to cross the single-plank bridge?"

"The only way to help me is after Sister Qingyun gets the City Lord's Order, you are now nameless and worthless, and it is useless to follow." Guo Yu curled his lips contemptuously, "That's all I've said, you don't know what's good. "

As the words were about to fall, Guo Yu suddenly felt a chill down his spine. Yu Lianxin held the short blade close to his throat, while another person clamped his wrist, and the blade hovered an inch in front of his throat.

If Que Qingyun hadn't stopped him, even if Yu Lian didn't cut off his head with this knife, he would have to bleed him.

Guo Yu frowned, eyes full of astonishment: "You dare to kill me?"

They were still in the villa, right under Mojun's nose, Yu Lianxin dared to use a knife on him, she deserved to be a woman with a crazy reputation.

"When I was listening to the Lanzong, all the elders and disciples in the sect were the master's heart, but now that I have come to Moyan Villa, the master is also looking out for others." Yu Lian didn't look at Guo Yu at all, and her coquettish eyes secretly accepted him. You Guang looked at Que Qingyun with a half-smile.

"If I insist on killing him today, will Master hold my head and ask His Majesty for guilt?"

Que Qingyun said, "So what if you killed him?"

Yu Lian pursed her lips and remained silent.

The wrist hurt, and the short blade fell to the ground immediately. The captured arm was stressed, and the body couldn't help leaning forward. The light and shadow in front of Yu Lian's eyes turned, and the jawbone was pinched by the two fingers of the person in front of him.

Que Qingyun held her chin, her brows were clear.

"You don't respect the teacher's morals, and you repeatedly commit crimes. You take the initiative to distance yourself first, and then you don't listen to the teaching. Why do you complain that the teacher is biased and doesn't get close to you?"

The thumb left a moon-white imprint on Yu Lian's lips, Que Qingyun pressed close to her forehead, and said in a cold voice, "Come when you say you want, and leave when you say you want to, and where do you put yourself as a teacher?"

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