A Qian was not afraid of him, but instead raised her head and said coldly, "Da Moliu, you either beat me to death or let me go! Instead of entangling with me here, it is better to watch him not let him drink seriously!"

Damoliu naturally couldn't beat her to death. He threw A Qian angrily and threw him away.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, and no one came to pay attention to Ye Qian again in the past half month, and the food from the disciples of the Zi Lian Sect was not delivered so timely.

From the beginning of two dishes and one soup to one dish and one soup, sometimes it is even just two cold white buns.

A Qian was not annoyed, and she would eat whatever she gave her. She either meditated in the room or walked up the yard every day.

One day she discovered that the disciple of Zi Lian Sect who was guarding her was gone and had not delivered food all day.

The gate of the courtyard is open without any obstruction.

Is this what I mean to let her go?

She simply walked out and wanted to find something to eat.

The scenery on Luojia Mountain is beautiful. In autumn, the red leaves bloom all over the mountain, making it beautiful.

A melodious flute sound came from the red leaf forest in front. A Qian paused, and she could already hear that this was the flute sound of Yun Yin and Yue.

When she was with him before, he often whispered to her.

A Qian turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard a silver bell-like laughter: "Brother Lian Yue, you are so good at playing."

"Lian'er, your dance is also very good. What else do you want to listen to? Brother Lian Yue blows it to you?" Then came a clear and elegant magnetic voice, with pampering in his voice.

"Well, Lian'er wants to listen...who?!" The girl named Lian'er suddenly shouted.

This Lian'er's skills are good. You can actually hear A Qian's existence from such a distance.

A Qian had no choice but to go out: "It's me."

She finally saw the scenery in the forest clearly, and the red leaves everywhere were in full swing.

Yun Yin Lianyue leaned against a big tree. He looked good, with red lips and white teeth, and a flute was turning in his hand, looking romantic and free.

A girl stood beside him, with a pink dress, which made her face look pink and tender. The girl should have not yet reached her hair, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes still had a hint of childishness.

It should be the one named Lian'er.

"Who are you?" Lian'er's eyes were both hostile and curious.

"I..." A Qian felt that his identity was not easy to explain.

Yun Yin Lianyue took Lian'er's hand and said lightly: "Lian'er, don't pay attention to her. Let's go."

He half-wrapped Lian'er's waist and passed by A Qian.

I didn't look at her from beginning to end.

A Qian lowered her eyes slightly, she seemed to have inadvertently ruined her interest...

Their clear conversation came to their ears.

"Brother Lian Yue, who is she?"

"One-old fairy. Lian'er doesn't have to pay attention to her."

"Old fairy? She is a monster? I think she is not old. By the way, how could there be monsters in your Luojia Mountain?"

"She is a prisoner..."
Chapter completed!