C15 Secret Trysts

Night had fallen, and the fog obscured the view.

The fragrance of tea surrounded their noses, and it was extremely pleasant to be accompanied by a beauty.

"Ling, the Way of Tea is not good." Yue Qing poured a cup of tea for Yue Ling and said indifferently.

"Brother, I want to go out."

Yue Ling was not in the mood to enjoy the tea. She only wanted to go out.

"During the ceremony, call me Big Senior Brother."

Yue Ling pursed her lips, stood up and was about to leave, but a white barrier blocked her path.

"Brother!" Yue Ling was a little anxious, her eyes turning red.

When Yue Qing heard Yue Ling's wet voice, he knew that he couldn't stop her.

"Yun Lian is looking for trouble with you today. If you go out now, who can protect you?"

"I'm not afraid of her."

Yue Qing put down the tea set, stood up, and reached out his hand to hold Yue Ling's hand. His tone became somewhat cold, "You are not afraid, I am afraid. The priests have already assisted two generations of patriarchs, and this time, they all have to abdicate and give up their positions, but the spirit girl is different. Yun Qing is the acting spirit girl, how can she be willing? How could her daughter? "

Looking at her brother's eyes that were filled with anger and worry, Yue Ling lowered her head, but she still did not give up on the idea of leaving.

"Brother, I want to see him. I really want to..." Tears welled up in her eyes, and Yue Ling tried her best not to cry.

She was never a weak person, but she was a little uneasy.

Yin Tu's sudden disappearance made her feel extremely uneasy. She wanted to always stay by his side, but it was the Qingming Festival, so she had no choice but to leave him.

Yue Qing let go of Yue Ling and sighed softly. He knew that Yue Ling had always been sensible. Even when she had lost her spiritual energy back then, she had been very obedient and tried her best to hide her emotions so that others wouldn't worry about her.

Such a Yue Ling had only fallen in love with a person, no, a ghost, so she was worried about the gains and losses and lost her sense of proportion.

And what right did he have to say that to her?

"Let Lan Qi go with you." In the end, Yue Qing compromised.

He was the future Patriarch and could not get into a conflict with other disciples. Hua Moshan and Xia Chenxiao could not come out for the time being, and only Lan Qi had the strength to protect Yue Ling. Furthermore, he was an outer sect disciple, so it would not be so awkward for him to fight. Furthermore, no one was more familiar with that place than Lan Qi.

Seeing that Yue Qing had agreed, Yue Ling hurriedly walked out, afraid that Yue Qing would regret it.

Looking at Yue Ling's back, Yue Qing shook his head, his eyes filled with sorrow.

The mist filled the air as the young man in a white robe stood in the night. He slightly raised his chin and looked into the distance. His exquisite side profile looked extremely sad.

Yue Ling stood there, not wanting to disturb the beautiful young man who was filled with sorrow.

Lan Qi turned his head and saw Yue Ling, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "What are you standing there for, Senior Sister? Didn't you want to see your lover?"

Pursing her lips, Yue Ling said, "Did Eldest Brother tell you?"

Lover? Were she and Tu lovers?

"I guessed." Lan Qi laughed, looked at the place he was looking at, and then turned around, "Senior Sister, let's go!"

Looking at the white figure's back, Yue Ling blinked her eyes and followed him. The place Lan Qi was looking at was the altar.

The mist surrounded the area like dancing butterflies. As soon as the people arrived, they dispersed, but they couldn't help but get a little wet.

"We're here." Lan Qi stopped and looked at Yue Ling, "Senior Sister, you can go. I'll go back first. This is for you. When you want to go back, ring this bell."

Yue Ling nodded and took the bell, "Thank you." The bell was an ancient bell made of bronze, like the kind used for Christmas decorations.

Lan Qi watched Yue Ling disappear from his sight before turning around and leaving.

"Wuwuwu, Dad, Mom, when are you coming back to pick Qi up?" A little boy sat helplessly on the ground, his small face covered in tears.

"Qi?" A gentle voice made the little boy stop crying.

"Who are you?" The man in front of him was so beautiful that the little boy thought he was dreaming.

"I am your master. From now on, I am your only family."

Master...

Lan Qi closed his eyes and covered up the pain as he continued walking.

When Yue Ling arrived at her destination, she could already see the white figure from afar.

"Tu!" Hearing the voice, Yin Tu subconsciously opened his hands and caught Yue Ling who was pouncing towards him. His eyes were filled with love.

"Tu, I miss you so much." Yue Ling hugged Yin Tu tightly, the tip of her nose was filled with a familiar smell that made her feel at ease.

Yin Tu lowered his head and rubbed against Yue Ling's head, then sat down under the tree with Yue Ling in his arms.

As the night wind blew, the two white figures overlapped, as if they were one.