Yun Qian stood up in a chair, held her tired body and walked to the table beside her. The girl saw the words of ink that were gradually drying out.

【Miss Cloud】

The paper cannot be leaped out horizontally, vertically, squarely.

Yun Qian picked up the pen that Xu Changan used frequently, dipped in his breath and spiritual power, and drew a circle outside, covering the three words "Miss Yun".

I can't jump out, nor do I want to jump out.

Even if you are called to your mother.

Yun Qian carefully suppressed the paper in front of him, carefully stored it, and then... leaned against the bedside, pushed open the window and looked outside.

The vision suddenly opened up, and there was a rain screen in front of me. The white jade lamp that automatically lit up in the darkness of Tianming Peak reflected the clouds's clothes, eyes, and hair red.

My husband is not here.

The girl is used to being alone.

only.

Yun Qian turned his head and could faintly hear some noisy sounds coming from afar.

She likes quietness and doesn't like noisy things.

Miss Yun didn't think too much, so she took out a novel on the bookshelf and started reading it slowly.

The rain outside the window was like a shroud, and the thin filaments hanged like steel needles, flashing under the clouds with a cold light that was enough to make the immortals pass through the tribulation.

The rain curtain enveloped the small Beiyuan.

Sometimes, some people have to care about things that girls don’t care about.

When Xu Changan was away, he was forbidden from getting close to the girl.

——

Xu Changan held an umbrella with one hand and walked up the small path in the forest towards his residence in Qinling Mountains.

After being disturbed by Yun Qian for a long time and the dream last night, Xu Changan's heart was still not calm even though he had already walked out of the room... But when he thought about going to see Qinling for a while, he felt much less miscellaneous thoughts in his heart.

Um.

He had to admit that the Qinling, who was oriented as "Miss Zhu", gave him a good feeling. Although it was not comparable to Li Zhibai, Qinling also had one advantage over Li Zhibai.

That is, the oppression she gave Xu Changan was not that strong, and perhaps because she spread out many things and privacy, and she was also deacon in her position... So, although he called Qin Ling to call him uncle, in fact, when getting along, he felt a bit of an inexplicable sense of sibling.

At least, Li Zhibai would never be able to take out improper pills and let him feed Yun Qian something like this. From this we can see that the uncle Qin was not as simple and rigid as he had first met.

It would be better to say that Qinling, who likes women and can also give younger generations good elixirs, is at the forefront of the times.

So if something happens, Xu Changan feels that someone outside Miss Yun will choose someone to help or talk...

Li Zhibai is a respected gentleman. If he can't make trouble on weekdays, he will not cause trouble unless he really can't solve it.

Senior Sister Wen is busy practicing Jianshequan and refining her heart. As Yun Qian’s guide, Yun Qian cannot practice, so she doesn’t know what she is doing recently...

Let's look back.

As the head of Tianming Peak, the white jade purple thunder landing point has been divided up by all forces.

Qinling, who has no background, has left a leisurely life.

It’s really the most suitable thing for Qinling, who is currently deprived of his “rights”. Xu Changan has no psychological pressure to ask his uncle to do some small favors... it can be said that he has no psychological pressure at all.

Another thing that made Xu Changan feel that if he was fine, he could walk around with Uncle Qin and contact him more, that was...

Because Qinling is idle, it has been growing a small raccoon.

Although her original intention of raising cats was to know that Zhu Pingniang often teased cats in the brothel, Xu Changan didn't care about these things, he only knew... Not far from Tianming Peak there was a cat that could be raised by himself without having to raise it himself.

“…”

Just as he was thinking, Xu Changan suddenly heard some noisy sounds. He was stunned for a moment and stopped.

There have never been many disciples near the North Garden of Tianming Peak, and they are quiet compared to other places... It is rare to see such noisyness.

Xu Changan was walking on a small path gradually. The rain fell on the umbrella and formed a faint rain curtain in front of him. From the rain curtain, he looked towards the direction of the Baiyu Avenue in the distance. He could see a large wave of people gathered together, not knowing what he was doing.

Xu Changan didn't know what to say, because from his perspective, he saw a large group of umbrellas, just like clusters of large mushrooms after the rain.

Since the rain that can penetrate spiritual power from the sky, these immortal cultivators have started to hold umbrellas when they go out.

However, this was just a small group of people exploring the way forward. Soon Xu Changan saw a huge rain cover material forming a huge rain cover curtain moving from afar, artificially creating a sunny day in the rain.

Well, there is nothing to be surprised about.

After all, after Tianming Peak got the Tongtian White Jade Tribulation Thunder, the faction within Chaoyun Sect had already divided the territory of Tianming Peak without saying anything at all... even the Dingxin Peak where Gu Qiancheng was, so it would be fine if anyone saw here... it would be fine.

Xu Changan stood there and looked carefully for a while and found that they were surveying what they were looking for, including some big names with Chaoyun's high-level emblem.

It feels like it is a trace left after the thunder falls.

Shake your head.

At that time, he was away from the white jade thunder trace, and he could touch it with just stretching out his hand, and he didn't think it was a big deal, and there was no trace of burnt marks at the location where the thunder fell.

After stopping for a while, Xu Changan discovered that these people seemed to be not only investigating, but also drawing some formations on Tianming Peak?

It must be a formation.

The closest tactic he had come into contact with was the "fragile" formation that broke when Li Zhibai from Jiantang when he touched it, so he felt that the spiritual power they left behind seemed to be drawing a formation.

If this is the case, depending on their actions, the scale of this formation is probably not small, and it feels like it is as big as half a Tianming Peak.

I don't know what it's useful.

Xu Changan had no interest in formation, but such a formation made him stop for a long time.

It was not until they discovered that they turned around and did not get close to them after they discovered that they looked away after they were about to step into the Beiyuan Disciple Area.

It's good that it has nothing to do with Miss Yun.

As for whether the formation would have a bad impact, he was not too worried.

This is Chaoyun, which is trustworthy.

Not really.

What is worth trusting is not Chaoyun Sect, but his gentleman.

Stopped in the rain, and some water stains soaked the corners of his clothes. Xu Changan took another step and left along the path.

——

Not far away, a young man carrying a sword-like object wrapped in white cloth was mixed in the crowd. He seemed to feel something and looked in the direction where Xu Changan left.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" asked a sect person next to him.

"Nothing." Sikongjing shook his head and was about to continue walking forward, but he was soon stunned again.

Now I was really stunned.

Because, in his sight, he saw a woman in a dark long skirt. On the woman's face, a tear mole on the corner of her eyes was so conspicuous.

Sikong Jing was stunned for a while before he noticed that the woman had long hair combed in a mature woman's bun, and the beads behind her head were slightly shaking... Coincidentally, she was also watching the place where Xu Changan disappeared... staring blankly.

The boy was stunned for a while, until the hot temperature came from the sword behind him that he suddenly came to his senses.

I remember when I was still in Beisang City, she did not look like a wife like this. Sikong Jing could feel that she had changed a lot.

The only thing that has not become is the eyes that are still sword blades and clear as a mirror.

Sikong Jing himself knew that he could still remember the serious look of the woman explaining to him the situation of the woman in Beisangcheng. That was the first time he felt that the world was different from what he thought.

Listening to the sound of rain, Sikongjing looked at the beautiful face and long hair of the virgin distant woman, and he didn't know why... He sighed.

The feelings that belong to a boy always rise inadvertently and dissipate inadvertently.

"Young Master, it's not time to test the sword spring yet, so we should not have conflicts with Dingxin Peak." The sect's people said respectfully from the side.

"What?" Sikong Jing was stunned for a moment.

The sect's people were helpless and could only say bluntly: "Young Master, it's not the time to get close to Hehuan Ling."

The two artifacts are approaching rashly, which is very likely to arouse the grudges left by the previous generation, and will cause some unnecessary conflicts and affect the agreement between Ding Xinfeng and Xuan Jiansi... Therefore, even if they are stared at by Gu Qiancheng like this, they can still endure it if they can.

There is one thing the clan has not said.

It seemed that the young master first cast his rude eyes.

This is a bit strange, but no wonder, no one can be happy if he is suddenly stared at by his "old enemy" like this, especially the little princess of the Hehuan Sect who is still holding back his temperament and exchanging interests with Xuan Jiansi.

"Ah...well." Sikongjing nodded, and then noticed... beside the girl Liu who had been watching, there was a girl like "Little Dou Ding" staring at her fiercely.

Also, it's a way.

Gu Qiancheng was really too inconspicuous in front of Liu Qingluo.

Gu Qiancheng seemed to have noticed something, and the bell on his waist swayed, and he opened his hands to block Liu Qingluo's face, as if he had noticed his rude gaze.

The relationship is so good...it seems to be no surprise.

When he was still in Beisang City, he noticed Zhu Pingniang's mark from Liu Qingluo.
To be continued...