Late autumn.

Fallen leaves on Zhaotian Peak.

Shen Qingyu was sweeping the ground while recalling the sword moves on the sword book.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the whip wind in his ears, and a pile of leaves fell on him under the shaking of the giant tree above his head.

Shen Qingyu hurriedly pulled the leaves off his head.

Because of this toss, the high ponytail that was originally neatly tied up was also loosened a lot, and a lot of black hair hung down on the sideburns, which made it even more immature and gentle. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and saw a graceful red figure standing not far away, and his eyes suddenly sank.

It's Qu Yan.

The woman's waist was slender and her red dress was slightly raised. She didn't seem to like to use a sword, she only saw her take the Fusang sword once, and a vine wrapped around her waist appeared behind her, and at this moment the corner of her mouth was hooked with a smile: "Senior Brother Shen, how long has it been sweeping?" ”

Shen Qingyu endured his dissatisfaction and saluted the other party: "I've seen Senior Sister Qu, and I've been sweeping for two hours." ”

"I'm so sorry, I just wanted to try the whip, but I didn't want to cause my junior brother to sweep the ground for so long." She said this, but both her words and tone were full of teasing.

Shen Qingyu lowered her eyes and replied: "It's okay." ”

Qu Yan: "How long have you been worshipping the mountain gate?" ”

"Two months."

"I see, the third layer of Qi training, right?" Qu Yan bowed slightly, and under the slight pickiness of the eyes, the slightly arrogant and sarcastic eyes seemed to mock his talent.

Shen Qingyu didn't pay attention to her taunts, just wanted to know when she was willing to let him go.

He needs to be called by the disciples of Zhaotian Peak during the day, and at night he also needs to work hard to comprehend the way of the sword, although he has gained something every night, but he is only practicing the third layer of qi now, and he is still a mortal body, and he can't do the immortal cultivator's valley and sleeplessness at all.

So he's squeezing in time every day.

But there are still less than two hours left to learn the way of the sword.

Just when he was about to find some excuse to leave, a sword was thrown at him, and Shen Qingyu subconsciously caught it.

I heard the woman say proudly, "You and I have done two tricks, see what you have learned in the past two months." ”

In the large courtyard that was cleaned.

The two figures, one white and one red, stood opposite each other.

Qu Yan struck first, gathered spiritual power, and began to drive the eighteen-edged golden flower whip to attack in the direction of Shen Qingyu——

She didn't want to seriously injure Shen Qingyu, so her first move was intentionally tentative and was in a state of releasing water, but she didn't want the young man to be in the third layer of Qi training, but his basic skills were very solid, and he actually blocked her first move, and there was a tendency to attack.

Qu Yan was slightly surprised, and then sealed her hands-

A wooden shield suddenly appeared in front of Shen Qingyu, and countless translucent golden rattans attacked in his direction in all directions.

At first, he could deal with it, but there were too many of them, and his sword moves gradually became overwhelming, and he was struggling.

Qu Yan naturally felt it, she subconsciously wanted to weaken the attack of the eighteen-edged golden flower whip at this moment, but she thought of the task, she was ruthless, closed her eyes and condensed her spiritual power, and the attack of the golden flower whip not only did not weaken, but gradually strengthened.

Shen Qingyu was swept away by the whip wind when he landed on his body, and then the entity of the golden flower whip swept him out, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Qu Yan raised her chin slightly and said, "Waste." ”

"Let my sister smile." The white-clothed young man sat up tremblingly on the ground, raised his fingertips to wipe the blood off the corners of his mouth, and the expression on his face did not show any change, only the lingering breath around him became more and more gloomy and cold.

Qu Yan found a wooden chair and sat down, and said casually: "Go and make me a pot of tea." ”

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Qu Yan admired the autumn scenery and composed a few poems, and Shen Qingyu came back.

He held the tea set in his hand and handed it to Qu Yan's hand in a regular manner, looking at it with a gentle and well-behaved appearance, it can be seen that the work of making tea just now has given him time to adjust his mentality.

But that's not going to work.

Qu Yan touched the cup slightly with her fingertips, and deliberately knocked it over, and the cup of hot tea was directly spilled on Shen Qingyu's body.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hold it for a while. But..."The corner of the woman's mouth brought a shallow smile, but a pair of watery eyes were overflowing with malice, she hooked the young man's chin and looked left and right, and sneered softly:

"Such hot tea, you brought it to me to drink, do you want to burn me? Or is it that the genius from the mortal realm is actually a person who has no sense of touch, and he can't even distinguish the cold and hot of tea, so if I slap you, will it hurt? ”

The current posture of the two.

The noble and noble are in the bones, and the humiliation of the low position is in the blood.

The white-clothed young man covered in whip marks half-knelt on the ground, and was taunted by the woman in the red dress sitting on the wooden chair with his chin hooked, and he could only be forced to raise his head and bear the teasing and oppression of the other party in an extremely humiliating posture.

"Talk, will it hurt?"

Listening to Qu Yan's relentless questioning, Shen Qingyu clenched his fingers tightly, then slowly released them, and said in a tense voice: "Yes." ”

Qu Yan's hand gently patted Shen Qingyu's cheek, and said softly in a seductive tone: "Senior Brother Shen, are you curious now, why am I bullying you like this?" ”

"Because I hated you from the first time I saw you."

"It's just a mere ice spirit root, so I really think that I will definitely be a genius and become a human in the future? I can tell you exactly that you can't learn skills when you come here, because as long as you have me in Qu Yan for one day, you will be bullied for one day. ”

.....

Shen Qingyu's half-lowered eyes were pitch black, with a thick anger and disgust in them, but he clenched his hands and endured it. Because he was injured and was enduring the itching in his throat, his voice was very sickly, but with forbearance: "Senior brother... Taught. ”

He knew a truth from a young age.

You can't cry when you want to cry, you can't laugh when you want to laugh, because any emotion may arouse the interest of the abuser, and the more bland this moment is, the more like a puppet, the better.

For example, Guan Shu and Dongfang Zhen.

During this time, these two people obviously lost interest in him.

The other disciples' tricks were completely under the guidance of this Zhaotian Peak first disciple.

He didn't know how long he needed to endure it before this senior sister would lose interest in him, but he had to endure it, he was weak, very weak, very weak, so weak that no one could kill him.

Of course.

Just now.

Shen Qingyu's gaze at Qu Yan was a little obscure, like staring at a beast whose prey was preparing to pounce, full of treachery and gloom.

Looking at the back of the young man limping away, Qu Yan asked plainly: "Is evil vicious?" ”

"Vicious." System 2411 is an almost categorical answer.

Qu Yan hooked her lips and smiled: "It's right to be vicious." ”

*

Nighttime.

Qu Yan changed into a white dress and covered with a veil.

The makeup is specially changed in style, and the powder is applied thinly, and only a little red falls on the eyebrows.

Especially the eye makeup, she mainly highlights the 'simple and elegant', coupled with the slightly curved peach blossom eyes with a smile and gentleness, it is completely unthinkable that her real face under the veil will be the only daughter of the head of the Qingyu faction.

It's perfect.

She put the ointment in her sleeve and went all the way to the courtyard where Shen Qingyu lived.

Qu Yan is not stupid.

She knows very well that if she wants to complete task 2 efficiently, it is not enough to bully the other party, because whether the bullying pressure is too strong or the strength is not enough, it will not achieve the desired effect.

And, through a short period of contact, Qu Yan has discovered Shen Qingyu's personality traits.

Kindness and forbearance.

This kind of person will become stronger and stronger in the situation of being isolated and helpless, and the more you want to oppress me, the more I will stay here.

So in this case, you need to be both rigid and soft.

If you approach him with the identity of Chunyangtang Dongyuan and care for him when he is hurt, he can't help but compare Qu Yan and Dongyuan, so that he will feel aggrieved, and he can't help but seek comfort from the person who cares for him.

If you expand this pattern a little bit.

Qu Yan represents the Qingyu faction, while Dong Yuan represents the Chunyang Hall.

So is it easy for him to have a good impression of Chunyang Hall? So he left the Qingyu faction and went to the Pure Yang Hall to learn art.

Such.

Her task two was easily accomplished.

To put it bluntly, it was a psychological war that she unilaterally arranged for others.