My filial piety has deteriorated, so I have no choice but to be a rebellious disciple

"Anyway, I just know."

"Go, go, don't make trouble, and consider the key point for the teacher."

Ling Xiaodong was happy to see that his master did not believe in him at all, but was stubborn.

"What if I can understand it?"

Yue Yingying glanced at her disdainfully, raised the corner of her mouth, and said with a contemptuous smile:

"You've really figured it out, I'll capture that Hu Li and make it your concubine."

"I am serious!"

"I'm serious too, what? Are you talking to me as a joke?"

Ling Xiaodong shrugged helplessly, knowing that it would be useless to talk too much, so he just stretched out a finger and touched the blank space of the river map.

"Since this Hetu Luoshu comes from the stars, it naturally has to be interpreted in terms of stars. The patterns on it are related to the 28 constellations and the zodiac. Obviously, there is something missing here."

With a simple finger, the gate of the palace opened instantly, and the restriction dissipated.

Yue Yingying stared at the river map in front of her in a daze, and then turned her head to look at Ling Xiaodong.

"You were fooled?"

Ling Xiaodong just smiled faintly and stood with his hands behind his back.

Don't talk, pretend to be a master.

Yue Yingying looked at him from beginning to end suspiciously, shook her head, and stepped directly into the Xianyun Palace.

After entering the gate, there is a layer of flowing thin clouds on the ground in the palace, and a large tripod is placed in the open air in the center, which looks a bit like a courtyard.

It's just that the palace is very quiet, and it seems that the owner is not among them.

Ye Yiyun tugged on La Yue Yingying's sleeve, and softly persuaded:

"Junior Sister, you see that Daoist Hu Li is not here, why don't we come again next time?"

"no!"

Yue Yingying rejected it.

She looked around around the center of the palace, then walked to the big bronze cauldron, stretched out her hand, patted it, and said to herself:

"It's fine if you're not here. I think the Mountain Lord's palace is pretty good. Since she dares to let senior sisters and you guys live in that thatched cottage, then I'll occupy her palace today and let her sleep in that thatched cottage!"

"This...is not good..."

Yue Yingying clapped her hands and set up her own restrictions on the palace. Now even if Hu Li returned to her palace, she would not be able to enter.

In addition to the restriction, there are also several large characters condensed with spiritual power - Yueyingying Requisition!

"If there's anything wrong, it's decided."

She gave orders to the other two:

"Ling Xiaodong, Xiao Yan, you choose a room to put your things in. We will stay here tonight."

"Okay! Master uncle is mighty!"

Xiao Yan jumped into a room.

There was no consideration. After all, with Yue Yingying's support, she was afraid of the Lord of Kunlun Mountain.

Ye Yiyun still had something wrong and said hesitantly:

"Sister..."

"Forget it, Aunt Yun, you don't know what kind of temperament the master is? If you persuade me again, she will dare to demolish this palace."

Ling Xiaodong persuaded Ye Yiyun softly.

Ye Yiyun thought about it for a while, then sighed helplessly, found a random room and opened the door to enter.

After everyone has picked, there is only one room left.

Ling Xiaodong entered the house, only to find that it was a study room with many bookshelves, and it is estimated that there are thousands of different books.

I casually took out a book. In addition to the main text, it also contained many beautiful small characters, which were the owner's annotations on the content. The ink was old and new, and I read it more than once.

Although every book here has been read, the corners are brand new, which shows the love and care of the owner here.

Fortunately, in addition to desks and chairs, there is also a show bed for people to rest.

Just put it next to the desk, and the pillows on one side are piled high, which is suitable for the backrest.

Ling Xiaodong can already imagine that the owner of this room is probably like his master, who likes to lie down and read, otherwise there is no need to put a bed here.

He didn't touch the things in the room too much, he walked directly to the desk that was drenched in warm sunlight, pulled out the grand master's chair, and sat down on it.

"Whoo~"

Ling Xiaodong relaxed his body and let out a long breath.

After going through all kinds of hardships, we finally arrived in Kunlun. It was really not easy.

Before he could close his eyes and rest for a long time, he heard a soft creak, and the door was pushed open.

Ling Xiaodong turned around and looked in surprise, seeing a man dressed in red closing the door with his back to him.

Ye Yiyun lowered her head and walked to Ling Xiaodong silently.

"Aunt Yun..."

Ling Xiaodong raised his head and muttered.

The next moment, the fragrant wind hits the face.

Ye Yiyun threw herself directly into Ling Xiaodong's arms, and before he could recover, his lips were blocked by another piece of tenderness and warmth.

Ye Yiyun put her hands around Ling Xiaodong's neck, raised her head slightly, and kissed him with extra passion.

Even Ling Xiaodong couldn't resist the small and delicate tongue that was poking around in his mouth like a spirit snake.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Ye Yiyun's cheeks were red with embarrassment, her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Although she was shy, her spring eyes were staring at Ling Xiaodong's face.

The two looked at each other for a long time before Ye Yiyun parted her red lips and said softly:

"Yun'er misses you."

Chapter 85 The garden is full of spring scenery

Ling Xiaodong put his arms around Aunt Yun's slender waist and hugged her a little tighter. That majestic plumpness was squeezed into her chest, and her whole body was weak and boneless.

With Nephrite in his arms, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Ling Xiaodong brought his lips to Ye Yiyun's ear, kissed the delicate skin on Fen's neck, and said softly:

"I miss you as well."

"I miss you more!"

Facing Ling Xiaodong's heartfelt confession, Ye Yiyun was like a child, looking up at her flushed dimple, and competing with him childishly.

Ling Xiaodong asked with a smile:

"Oh? Then why does Yun'er think of me?"

Ye Yiyun looked at Ling Xiaodong's close eyes and said word by word:

"It's hard to sleep, it's tasteless to eat, I think about you when I walk, and I think about you when I sit."

"Yun'er..."

Ling Xiaodong only felt that there were thousands of emotions in his heart, but they were stuck in his throat and could not express them, so he could only lower his head to hold Aunt Yun's thin lips, and pressed her hands on her back, wishing to rub her into his body.

They kept kissing until Aunt Yun couldn't breathe, and she patted his shoulders with her little hands before letting go.

Daylight filters through the oil-paper windows, making the study feel peaceful.

Ye Yiyun lay lazily in Ling Xiaodong's arms, leaning her head against Ling Xiaodong's chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

Although there were things I wanted to talk to each other about every day when we were separated, but when it came to the moment, it seemed like there was nothing to say and I just wanted to hug him properly.

Ling Xiaodong leaned against the back of the chair, with one arm around his waist, and the other supporting Aunt Yun's soft hair, closing his eyes and enjoying the long-lost reunion.

The beauty in his arms is soft and warm, and the sweet fragrance lingers on the tip of his nose.

The warm sun was shining on his body, and he didn't even have the slightest intention to move. He just wanted to hold Aunt Yun for the rest of his life.

The two hugged each other for a while, and suddenly Ye Yiyun opened her eyes, raised her head and whispered softly:

"Junior Sister is probably tired. I saw her fall asleep when she entered the room."

"Um......"

Ling Xiaodong closed his eyes and responded casually.

He inserted his fingers into Aunt Yun's hair, and slowly slid down her back. When it reached the junction of her hips and waist, she stroked again from top to bottom, like smoothing a cat's fur.

Ye Yiyun was silent for a while, then said:

"Xiaoyan has seen young talents from other Taoism sects, and she also has a desire to compete. Now she is practicing hard in her room."

"Um......"

Ling Xiaodong still responded lightly without even opening his eyes.

Ye Yiyun saw that her hint was so obvious, but Ling Xiaodong didn't respond at all, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth.

She sighed faintly at first, bowed her head and said in self-pity:

"Sure enough, you have to be a little girl like the saintess of Luojiao. She is young and beautiful. After all, I am old and pale, so I can't catch your eye."

Ling Xiaodong opened his eyes in surprise and looked at Ye Yiyun in confusion.

"Why did Yun'er suddenly mention her again? Didn't you say you didn't care before?"

Ye Yiyun frowned, seemingly annoyed.

Ling Xiaodong's ears were pinched between her slender fingers and pulled outwards with force, she said angrily:

"Who said I don't care anymore? My junior sister was there before, but as your uncle, how can I still say I don't care? I have long wanted to teach you a lesson!"

"Hiss~ It hurts! Aunt Yun let go, my nephew knew it was wrong!"

Ling Xiaodong repeatedly begged for mercy, and Ye Yiyun thought that he had really dealt a serious blow.

She quickly loosened her fingers and rubbed Ling Xiaodong's somewhat red ears distressedly, but her mouth remained unforgiving.

"Hmph! If you didn't dislike me for being old and decrepit, why didn't you react at all when you saw me?"

Ling Xiaodong knew what she meant, so he had no choice but to say:

"I think so too, but thinking about it as soon as I met Aunt Yun, doesn't it seem that I am very anxious? It's as if I'm just greedy for your body."

If he didn't say anything, Ye Yiyun would be even more ashamed if he told the truth, and his face would turn red.

You are not in a hurry, that means I am in a hurry?

She straightened her upper body, raised her hand and slapped him hard on the chest, her phoenix eyes widened and her willow eyebrows stood on end.

"What? Do you still want to be greedy for my body? Let me tell you, you have to be greedy if you don't!"

After much deliberation, Ye Yiyun had no choice but to use her trump card.

She raised a little foot covered with pointed embroidered shoes, reached out and grabbed the hem of the scarlet dress, and slowly pulled it up, revealing a small section of her calf wrapped in translucent black ice silk from the bottom of the skirt.

Ling Xiaodong stared straight at him.

Seeing his reaction, the corners of Ye Yiyun's mouth curled up in satisfaction, and she breathed like blue in her ears.

"I... wore your favorite... today!"

Before she finished speaking, Ye Yiyun was picked up by Ling Xiaodong's waist and thrown directly onto the soft couch beside her.

"I...I'll take it off myself..."

"This is beyond Yun'er's control."