Yun Mingqu knew that Yun Lingxiao had a weak temperament, and he couldn't ask why, and he was about to register for school, so he didn't ask anymore.

Yun Lingxiao's eyes, dark and deep, glowing with evil spirits, looked at Zhinandao:

"You just take care of my aunt, and after a year, I'll set you free."

Zhinan raised a pair of round eyes, and his stubborn pupils showed a little unwillingness, but he was helpless, and spit out three words, "Got it." ”

Yun Lingxiao glanced at Zhinan evilly, with wanton coldness in his eyes.

Zhinan gritted his teeth and turned his face away, looking unwilling.

Qiu Yue looked at Zhinan's appearance innocently, quietly stretched out her hand, pulled Zhinan's dirty hand, and signaled to take her down to freshen up.

The moment Qiu Yue's soft hand held Zhi Nan's fingers, Zhi Nan subconsciously shook it off, and a pair of dark eyes under the high raised eyebrows glanced at Qiu Yue dimly, and met her aggrieved and slightly stunned eyes, only then did she soften her eyes, loosen the corners of her mouth tightly, and follow Qiu Yue.

Yun Lingxiao listened to a few words of Yun Mingqu's instructions, and forgot to glance at the small hill outside the window, last night the dew was heavy, and the newly planted weeds were raised overnight, most of them were alive, and the green grass was not conspicuous among the scattered trees.

Yun Lingxiao casually responded to Yun Mingqu's words, and then left Yunfu alone. As soon as he got out of the Cloud Mansion, he walked into an uninhabited alley, took out two breezes from his wide sleeves, and flew towards the Qingyun Academy.

Flying in the air, it didn't take long to reach the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The clouds fell in the sky, and when you looked up, the green hills towered into the clouds.

Palaces began to emerge on the mountainside, overlapping on top of each other, all the way to the peak.

Towering, profound, solemn, ethereal, magnificent.

The gate at the foot of the mountain is made of black gold and wood, which is hard and heavy.

There are two stone statues of holy beasts of the Northern Netherworld squatting at the door, the ancient unicorn beast of the underworld, with angry eyes wide open, grinning teeth, and so majestic.

Yun Lingxiao raised his hand lightly, grabbed the beast-shaped dark iron knocker with the thickness of the man's arm, and slammed the door heavily.

The heavy door made a deep moving sound, and a girl in Tsing Yi appeared at the door.

Yun Lingxiao took out the letter of recommendation and handed it to the girl in Tsing Yi, the girl glanced at the envelope, recognized the light ink ring pattern unique to the Mo family on the envelope, and led her to the palace on the mountainside.

After walking a winding staircase path, I stopped at the cloud platform on the mountainside.

The girl asked Yun Lingxiao to wait for a while, and then entered the palace by herself to make a report.

"Isn't this our fifth sister-in-law?"

Suddenly, a clear voice entered Yun Lingxiao's ears.

Flowers fall.

Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

Yun Lingxiao, who was staring at the valley behind the mountain, raised a pair of beautiful eyes, and when he looked back, a delicate woman came into view first.

The girl has pink-faced apricot eyes, a white gauze skirt fluttering, a touch of aqua blue soft smoke silk tied with a light and elegant bow around the waist, ink-colored green silk, and a pair of gold and silver staggered wrapped magnolia white jade earrings in the ears shook and swayed, elegant and beautiful.

The person is quite beautiful, but his eyes are fierce and his heart is not right.

It's just a pair of eyes, the pupils are raised, squinting down, looking at it from above, and asking, "Are you Yun Lingxiao?" ”

Yun Lingxiao glanced at her indifferently, and then looked at the valley behind the mountain.

"Such an arrogant person, I want to see if you have the ability to be arrogant?"

The girl snorted, a deerskin whip in her hand, wrapped in aura, winding like a poisonous snake, jumping towards the clouds.

Yun Lingxiao is motionless.

The girl's heart was angry, her dantian turned sharply, and the aura around her body soared, wandering on the leather whip, and at the end of the whip suddenly condensed into an ice arrow barb, and slammed towards Yun Lingxiao.