I heard that the little uncle was once the love robbery of the ancestor

On a rainy night, thunder roared.

The thick dark clouds were low, and the lightning pierced through the clouds, almost falling on the top of the person's head.

After a while, the sound of crackling rain sounded.

A curtain made of water was formed in front of the corridor. Qin Yu stretched out his hand and let the rainwater leak away between his fingers.

It was extremely cold under the windy porch, but he didn't seem ready to enter the house.

There is a seven-stringed guqin on the table. The body of the piano looks like cold jade, and it looks cold and warm to the touch.

If you take a closer look, you will find that there are two hidden characters "Shangxian".

This is how he spent the time when there was no Yi Ran.

But now I don't know why, I'm not used to it.

In a blink of an eye, he has been going to Huoyue Peak for a month, and he has not come back once during this period, and there is no news at all.

Li Xing inquired twice, but to no avail.

Killing Thirteen closed the entire Moon Mirror Pool, which was unexpected.

About half an hour later, the rain gradually subsided, and the thunder and lightning disappeared.

Presumably someone took advantage of the rainy night to cross the robbery.

Before Qin Yu sat back to his desk, he put his hands on the strings, but he was not in the mood to play a piece.

After a while, he moved his fingertips slightly and played a few monotonous notes.

The courtyard door was suddenly opened by external force, and something flashed over from outside the door.

He stopped at the door, as if to let people see his figure clearly.Then entered the house.

Just as Qin Yu stood up, the man flashed out again and stood at the door.

Dressed in black, his eyes were cold and gloomy: "The man has been sent back."

"The Thunder Tribulation just now..."

"The Thunder Tribulation during the alchemy stage."

Kill Thirteen interrupted him and turned his head to glance.

Sure enough, it was Lei Jie who was promoted, but I didn't expect it to be Yi Ran.

In just one month, he has already formed a pill!

Kill Thirteen didn't say another word, and was about to leave.

Qin Yu called him immediately: "Are you leaving?"

Kill Thirteen: "Yes."

Qin Yu immediately took out the things he had prepared a few days ago and handed them to him: "This is..."

Kill Thirteen: "Keep it for yourself."

Qin Yu: "I don't need it much on the mountain. You always need it when you go out."

Kill Shisan didn't refuse any more, and silently took it.

Without a word, he stepped forward again, and this time he reached the gate of the courtyard.

"Wait!" Qin Yu stopped him again.

Kill Thirteen did not look back.

Qin Yu hesitated and said, "There is something that I may not need to say...but I still want to ask you..."

This time, no one interrupted him, and no one responded to him.The figure of Lu Shisan disappeared in Liuyun Peak in an instant, and left overnight in the rain.

No one likes him staying here, and no one likes him.

There is nothing to miss about this place...

The next day, the sun was shining and it was an excellent day.

When Yiran woke up, the sun shone into the room and hit his eyelids.

He felt warm and soft, and slowly wanted to open his eyes to see what was going on.

Kill Shisan clearly said that he wanted to accept disciples, but he also taught him seriously.In words, he still called him senior brother.How strange.

Although Lu Shisan was completely unreasonable, he was somewhat disappointed in his heart.

Now he has fully mastered the magic sword, and he also crossed the tribulation and formed the alchemy last night.Hope rose again in my heart.

Speaking of which, if it weren't for the two Qiankun bags given by Qin Yu, he might have died there long ago.

With such a comparison, it became more and more obvious that Qin Yu was better.

He misses him very much.I also had some doubts in my heart: why didn't Qin Yu accept him as a disciple?

Originally, I was still thinking about what kind of devil training there would be today, but when I opened my eyes, I found that this was not the Yuejing Pool on the top of Huoyue Peak, but Qin Yu's residence on Liuyun Peak.

He is back?

Lifting off the quilt and preparing to get out of bed, waves of pain came from all limbs.

Only then did he realize that there were many bandages wrapped around his body, the dirty and messy clothes were gone, and he was now wearing a white Taoist robe.

Qin Yu came in: "Are you awake?"

Yi Ran covered the quilt again, and responded, "Little Master Uncle, I..."

Qin Yu's smile is always so contagious, he said: "Thirteen has already left. You just need to rest in peace."

Yi Ran nodded, and was silent for a moment before asking: "The injuries on my body were all treated by my uncle, right?"

He still couldn't figure out why he appeared in Qin Yu's room.But it looks like he scrubbed his body, treated his wounds, and changed his clothes.

How does this work?

He is Qin Xuanyu from Floating Clouds Confused Moon Palace, and the junior uncle of the entire world of cultivating immortals, his status is so precious.

And he is just an insignificant outer disciple, who didn't even have a friend earlier, but now he has a relationship with the direct disciple of the palace.

How can he be so loved by him?

Qin Yu was taken aback for a moment, but smiled again: "Drink the medicine first, it's for pain relief."

Yi Ran took the medicine bowl and said in a low voice, "Thank you, little uncle."

He was able to have today because of Qin Yu's care and care, and he must repay him no matter what.

Since he has no other skills, then he will practice hard, become strong, and then protect him.

This point was determined from the very beginning.

……

Five years later

It's early autumn, and the mountains are still green.

Qin Yu set up a gazebo in the middle of the mountain.

There were few people on Liuyun Peak, and he liked someone, so all the disciples would not wander around except for necessary activities.

Even so, it doesn't look lonely.

There is also a piccolo next to the strings, and he is playing an elegant piece of music with his hands on the strings.

The mountain stream echoes, and the flowing clouds also stop.

Today, Yi Ran went to Disciple Peak.It is rare to see outer disciples who are still studying in the Nascent Soul stage.

But because his foundation was too poor, no one accepted him as a disciple, so he had to continue to study.

But soon, in a few days it will be the grand competition in the palace every five years. Only a few of hundreds of disciples can become inner disciples, which is extremely fierce.

Among the outer disciples, he can be said to have the highest cultivation level, so there is nothing to worry about.

Before the end of the song, a figure in white was already approaching.

It was Yiran who came back from school.

Seeing that Qin Yu was playing, he didn't disturb him, but couldn't help being drawn away by the flute on the table.

After often following him, I found that no matter where he went, he seemed to like to stick to this flute.

Unlike winding, there is no engraving on the body of the flute.On the other hand, at the end of the back, there is a very small and delicate flower, somewhat similar to the one on Huoyue Peak.

Qin Yu likes musical instruments, but perhaps no one knows like him that his favorite is the flute.

"Little uncle, is there anything special about your flute?"

After the song was played, Qin Yu turned his gaze to the flute.Smiling lightly: "It's nothing."

Yiran asked again: "The name of this piano is 'Shangxian', what about the flute? It should have a name too?"

It was a question he had wanted to ask earlier.

Qin Yu took the flute over and rubbed it with his fingertips for a while: "There are, called 'Jin Sheng'."

He put the flute to his lips, tapped his fingertips, and a melodious and crisp sound came out.

The sound of the flute is melodious, making people unconsciously intoxicated.

But for some reason, there was an inexplicable feeling of sadness in my heart that was getting deeper and deeper.

Suddenly he opened his eyes—

Qin Yu was still playing the flute, with half-closed eyebrows and a soft expression.

The sun shines on his eyes, the eyelashes are thick and curled up, leaving an ambiguous light and shadow.

"Little Martial Uncle." He suddenly called out.

Qin Yu didn't seem to hear it.

Yi Ran just kept looking at him like this, and began to be lost in thought.

Yiran is a good-looking young man. He was not close to people when he was a teenager, and he didn't realize it.

It was only later that people began to say that he was good-looking, very good-looking.

Especially now that it has grown and looks better.

But he felt that Qin Yu was the prettiest, and he couldn't get enough of such a good-looking him.

It's just that he didn't dare to let him find him peeking, and he would feel guilty if he didn't pay attention.

Now, he concentrates on playing the flute, and his voice touches people's hearts.As if bewitched, he didn't care whether he would be discovered.

That song is long and has not stopped for a long time.

……

"How are you preparing?"

On the way back, Qin Yu asked casually.

Yi Ran was half a step behind, and only after listening to his question did he regain his senses: "Yes. Will the uncle come?"

"Huh?" Qin Yu laughed, "Naturally."

Yi Ran asked again: "Then, will Uncle Shi lead me back?"

Qin Yu was silent for a while and said, "Do you want this?"

Yi Ran: "Yes."

Yi Ran carried the Shangxianqin on his back, and he only held the current flute in his hand. After hearing his echo, he subconsciously exerted force, and then said: "I'm afraid it's not right."

Yi Ran: "What's wrong? Is Master Uncle unwilling to accept me as a disciple?"

Qin Yu laughed again: "Have you ever seen a master who is not as powerful as an apprentice?"

"Er..." Yi Ran choked.

He was a little dazed, as if he was thinking about what this sentence meant.

"Could it be that my uncle's cultivation is not as good as mine?"

Qin Yu lowered his head in embarrassment: "Yes."

Yi Ran has cultivated to this day, and her speed is much faster than at the beginning.Among them, there are of course the guidance of the inner disciples and the credit of the panacea.But he has only practiced like this for five years.

But Qin Yu has practiced for many years, and he is the most valued disciple of the master.

He has the right time, place and people, but he doesn't know why his realm has been stagnant.

It is no longer convincing to say that he is not talented.

So Yi Ran couldn't help but asked.

In his impression, Qin Yu seemed to be just playing the flute, playing the piano, drinking tea and playing chess.

I thought that was how he cultivated, but now it seems that he is not.

Qin Yu was silent for a moment, then calmly said, "Isn't it good that I am like this now?"

Facing him like this, Yi Ran felt a little sad for some reason.

"Little uncle."

The autumn wind blows suddenly, the leaves flutter slightly, the blue hair is messy, and the clothes are fluttering.

Qin Yu froze in place in shock.

Yi Ran suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

He has grown taller, half a head taller than him, and is also very strong.Childish yet extremely reliable.

He hugged him, wrapping him in a warm and wide embrace.

The fresh and young heart is beating powerfully behind the back, so clear.

"Little uncle."

He pressed his cheek against his shoulder and whispered softly.

With red lips slightly parted, Qin Yu seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

He froze there, his body stiff, his knuckles holding Jin Sheng turned white.

Then lowered his eyes.