Abandoned Immortals

They are reincarnated from life to life, constantly dragging each other, and the entanglement is getting deeper and deeper.

There is a bottomless abyss under your feet, and the vastness of the world is nothing but emptiness.

Every time she wakes up with her eyes open, the instinctive impulse clamors in the depths of her consciousness, driving her to find this naughty apprentice from the world of mortals regardless of everything.

They have gone through the joys and sorrows of parting and reunion, and once briefly had each other's future.

But in the next reincarnation, she woke up alone again, survived the long winter, and waited for the dawn to bloom.

To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. What needs to be untied is Yu Lian's knots and grievances, so she has to face the most soul-deep suffering in the past.

This is tantamount to scraping the bones to cure the poison. First, the old scars are opened, and the pus accumulated inside is washed away. The pain to be endured is immeasurable, but it is the only direction leading to reconciliation.

She also once doubted whether, as Ye Qingyu said, no matter how deep the love is in the entangled reincarnation and constant forgetting, it has faded and disappeared, and what is left is just the obsession of unwillingness to fate.

I also thought about whether I would let my soul be wiped out by the curse and reincarnation like this.

When the aura of heaven and earth is completely dissipated, the laws of heaven and the laws of heaven, and even the whole world, will perish. Their grievances and hatreds are nothing more than a speck of dust in the vast galaxy, so insignificant.

But Tuer called her "Master" crisply, and she didn't hide the affection in her eyes, and she knew that she still couldn't escape this predestined love disaster after all.

She pushed open the door and walked slowly.

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Daoist Tianhe sighed heavily, leaving only one sentence: "You can do it yourself."

Que Qingyun didn't look back.

Yu Lian lay quietly on the bed and fell asleep.

Maybe there were not so many worries in the dream, so her brows and eyes were stretched, and her quiet face had a peaceful expression.

Que Qingyun sat down beside her, held her hand, and looked at Yu Lian's delicate and delicate eyebrows, tracing them carefully.

Unknowingly, time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the sky outside the window was already dark.

Today the sky is high and the clouds are wide. After the sunset in the evening, the sky is full of red fire. The colorful clouds dye the clouds into various colors, and then set them with a golden red border, which is extremely gorgeous and enchanting.

It is her little apprentice's favorite color.

Counting the time, Yu Lian should be waking up soon.

She reached behind his neck with her left hand, wrapped her right hand around the bend of her leg, hugged Yu Lian's heart horizontally, and went to a dark room deep in the palace.

Yan Chengyue was entrusted to guard the door, Que Qingyun nodded to him as a greeting, and walked in calmly with Yu Lian in his arms.

The dark room is well furnished, although there is no skylight, but the dome on the inner wall is inlaid with a night pearl every three feet. , like daytime.

Que Qingyun placed Yu Lianxin on the stone bed, and while she was still awake, he looked at her expression more and more reluctantly, as if he wanted to engrave this peaceful and gentle sleeping appearance into his soul consciousness.

When Yu Lian wakes up, the tranquility will be shattered, and the peace will be gone.

She had a premonition that the road would not be smooth and the future would not be easy, but all of this was insignificant to her.

Yu Lian's eyelids trembled slightly, and her consciousness showed signs of awakening.

The previously calm space suddenly became turbulent, and the spiritual energy surged, squeezing the void.

Que Qingyun sighed softly in his heart, and then felt his field of vision spinning, and the back of his head hit the icy ground with a burst of cold and piercing pain.

The breath in the room was manic and restless, full of anger, pain and silent despair.

Yu Lian's hands imprisoned her heart and pressed her to the ground, two clear teardrops filled her beautiful eyes that suddenly opened, but they were blinked away in an instant, and there was no trace of fragility anymore.

She stared at the delicate and beautiful face of the person below her, and she didn't see any panic on that paper-white face.

If you look closely, this place is very strange.

"Where is this?" She asked, "Where is the high priest? Was it easily settled by Master again?"

Que Qingyun looked back at her, just when Yu Lian thought she would not answer as before, she said, "It's not easy."

Yu Lian raised her eyes with a guilty conscience, and scrutinized Que Qingyun up and down, trying to find some clues from the subtle changes in the other party's expression.

However, as always, nothing.

This woman can always perfectly hide the thoughts in her heart so that others cannot peek into her thoughts.

Sometimes, Yu Lian even doubted whether Que Qingyun had no emotions, no emotional ups and downs, and no heart at all.

The calmer and gentler she was, the more indifferent she was, the angrier, more restless, and more resentful Yu Lian felt.

I hate her for being so high above the sky, like a nine-day goddess overlooking the common people, and she is just an insignificant speck of dust in the common people.

Even if she tried her best to stay by her side, even in such an embarrassing situation, Que Qingyun was still calm and calm as if sitting on a cloud.

When her figure fell into the eyes of the other party, she was so small and humble that she couldn't make any waves. She was no different from the general public and all living beings.

Yu Lian's heart bleeds with hatred, and the pain is piercing.

It is both unwilling and obsessive.

If you have no intention, why pretend to be affectionate?

She did not pay homage to her, so she wanted to destroy wantonly, retaliate fiercely, and drag the fairies who should not be played with into the mortal world.

Regardless of this life, the previous life, or every lifetime.

Since Que Qingyun can't feel the pain in her heart, then transfer this pain to this body, so that Que Qingyun can also feel the feeling of being trampled on.

She couldn't help but leaned down, kissed Que Qingyun's lips, and bit hard until the smell of blood came from between her teeth.

Biting Que Qingyun's lips and tongue, and imprinting a bloody kiss on her chin, twisting and lingering, leaving one bloody tooth mark after another.

Que Qingyun closed her eyes, her brows were furrowed, the pain stimulated her limbs, and the low-pitched hum was squeezed hard by her at the moment when it was about to overflow the corner of her mouth, and she swallowed it back into her throat.

But she didn't resist, or even struggle.

Let it go, behave too obediently, let the ups and downs of fate engulf her.

Pain didn't provoke a reaction in her, change her expression.

Yu Lian was furious, pinched her chin with her right hand, forced her to turn her face, and asked her through gritted teeth: "Master, don't you have anything to explain to this disciple?"

"The disciple treats you like this, do you hate it? Do you resent it?"

Crazy and crazy, asking one after another, but not waiting for the other party to answer.

Suddenly, she raised her voice and asked angrily, "Why didn't you push me away?!"

With Que Qingyun's cultivation, even if she can still capture him by force in the end, it will definitely hurt both sides, and it will not be so easy.

The latter looked at her peacefully and gently with his deep black eyes, then slowly shook his head: "As a teacher, I don't hate you, nor blame you. I don't resist, I am willing."

Yu Lian's pupils shrank, and the five fingers that were pressing on Que Qingyun's arm were clenched suddenly.

She paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

His shoulders trembled, and his laughter was eerie, more frightening than a ghost crying.

"Could it be that Master thinks that if you obey your disciples like this, your heart will soften?"

Yu Lian's heart sank suddenly, her pupils contracted like needle points, and the smile on her mouth was crazy and fierce.

She stared at Que Qingyun viciously like a wounded and bloody beast.

Seeing that he really did not speak, she sneered and said in a self-defeating manner: "What is a disciple to a master?"

The moment her mind was shaken, Yu Lian accidentally let go of the hand that restrained Que Qingyun.

So, the other party held her palm instead.

She woke up suddenly, her eyes sharpened, and she was about to attack.

But Que Qingyun pressed her five fingers to his heart, and there was tenderness under his palm.

She froze when she was about to twitch her hand.

"As a teacher, I have never underestimated you." Que Qingyun's cold voice hid the spring rain in March, warm and soothing, "There was not a moment when I didn't remember you in my heart."

"Xianxin, would you like to hear an explanation from the teacher?"

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