I wanted to raise a dog, but how could I raise a dog?

At the beginning of the day, the purple air comes from the east, and the red-crowned white crane passes through the clouds, and the sky is brightened by thousands of clear breezes.

Today is the opening day of the Mennei Grand Competition.

Lin Yu'an put on her cloak and brushed her smooth long hair out of the clothes, then turned and left the house.The horizontal knife at the waist collided with Peiyu, and there was a crisp sound as he walked, just like the sound of rain falling on a dry day.

At this time, Xiefeng was already waiting outside the door. He turned his head when he heard the voice, and his amazing face was full of smiles.

He said, "Master, you have come out."

When Lin Yuan saw that his soft curly hair was neatly braided or bundled, and he was neatly fastening the twelve golden hair buttons she gave him, she nodded with satisfaction.

He flipped his hand and took out a gold-painted and silver-carved nine-section flute from his sleeve, put it on his lips and played it lightly, a beautiful and honest tune leaked out of the flute, disturbing the feathers above his head.

Suddenly, a white crane with an embroidered carp handkerchief tied to its right foot flew down, landed in front of Lin Yuan with a bang, lowered its head and rubbed against his palm affectionately.

"Not bitter, long time no see."

After saying hello, seeing Linghe's extremely humane expression of joy, the snow on Lin Yu'an's brows melted slightly.After he smoothed its feathers, his sleeves fluttered, and he jumped onto the crane's back lightly without a trace of dust and smoke.

The spirit cranes raised by Lingxuzong were three times the size of ordinary white cranes, so there was still a lot of space left for Lin Yuan to sit on.

Glancing sideways at Xiefeng, seeing that the other person immediately comprehended and sat behind him, Lin Yuan withdrew the Nine Festival Xiao, sat cross-legged and meditated.

Linghe, who was called not bitter, rubbed the corner of Lin Yu'an's clothes again, then turned his head reluctantly, and flew away with wings.However, after waving its wings twice, it flew into the clouds, flying with the other thousands of cranes, and making happy chirping sounds from time to time.

The clouds and mist were filled with water vapor, and wisps of coolness penetrated from the skin, accompanied by the high-altitude cold wind, which made Xiefeng shiver uncontrollably.

In the past, Lin Yuan's Yudao flew under the clouds, but it was the first time that Xiefeng flew to such a high place in the clouds, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and grabbed Lin Yuan's waist with both hands.

There used to be a jet-black leather belt there, but it was covered by the cloak at this time, so Xiefeng took advantage of it, brushed his hands along the silky fabric, and pinched Lin Yuan's waist.

In an instant, the word "Yingying grip" flashed through my mind.

But he quickly came to his senses, and honestly apologized before Lin Yu'an got into trouble: "Master, I slipped my hand just now..." After finishing speaking, he moved closer to Lin Yu'an and winked. He was very confused Sexual innocent downcast eyes.

Failed to catch the handle again, and someone who couldn't find a reason to teach his disciples suddenly died down.

Lin Yu'an flew out a talisman from his sleeve and stuck it on the back of the not bitter crane, forming a barrier to block the cold wind from high altitude, and then continued to close his eyes and rest his mind.

In the past few months, he found that Xiefeng made him angry less and less frequently, and every time he was able to comfort himself just right, making himself aggrieved.

The accumulation of aggrievedness for several months is not small, so Lin Yu'an adjusted her state and prepared to vent in the first round.

On the other side, Zhan Yunhuan, who had grown his hair using the elixir, once again felt a chill in his scalp.

Xiefeng knew that he had stabilized Lin Yuan again, so he narrowed his eyes happily, rubbed against Lin Yuan's knees without any image, and half-kneeled down, looking up at the other's unusually delicate face.

Lin Yu'an's facial features are actually not cold and cold, they can even be compared to peony's national beauty and heavenly fragrance, without powder or black to make her look greasy.But his brows were indifferent, and the corners of his mouth drooped, forcibly staining the nobleness in his bones with a murderous aura.

If it weren't for the red mole at the corner of his mouth that softened his breath, few people would dare to raise their eyes to look at his face.

And Xiefeng also found that Lin Yu'an was not only very clean, but also very concerned about dressing.Every time Zhan Yunhuan got drunk and disheveled, Lin Yuan would have a fight with him.

It's called exchanging skills, but it's actually just seeing Zhan Yun's foolish appearance.

Xiefeng suddenly remembered that Lin Yu'an had told himself earlier that he would have a martial arts contest with Zhan Yunhuan at the opening of the competition. Good ratio effect.

Xiefeng didn't like this kind of approach very much, he always felt that his master's celestial appearance was seen by cats and dogs, but Lin Yu'an seemed to like this opening, so he could only swallow his bitterness and said with a smile: "Master's The performance must be fantastic!"

I thought about it a lot, but in fact, only a moment passed.

While looking at Lin Yu'an's face, Xiefeng suddenly saw a crane flying closer and closer from the corner of his eye, and straightened up vigilantly.

In Lingxu Sect, he is not afraid of enemies, but there are love rivals more terrifying than enemies.

Lin Yu'an also sensed the approach of an acquaintance at the same time, so she opened her eyelids and cast her gaze to a crane surrounded by colorful butterflies even at high altitude on the left rear.

Seeing the iconic colorful butterfly, Lin Yuan knew who was coming.He asked Buku to slow down and wait for Linghe to catch up, then nodded slightly to the beautiful woman on He's back, and said in a clear voice, "Junior Sister Wan."

Wan Chunhan was not at all surprised that the other party recognized her, she brushed her temples that were a little messy from chasing Lin Yu'an slightly, and said with a smile: "Senior brother rushed over so early today, but to prepare for the competition with Zhan senior brother?"

Her eyes covered with colored scales refracted an unusually dazzling brilliance high in the sky, like the entrance of a fairyland, and people could fall in it inadvertently.

Although those scales were a side effect of the cultivation technique, Lin Yuan knew how powerful those eyes were, so he didn't look at her for too long, turned his gaze to the right, and said calmly: "Indeed. He is here." At the same time He also sent a voice transmission to Xiefeng, telling him not to stare into those eyes for too long.

Xiefeng naturally obeyed, and flattered him: "Master Aunt is not as good-looking as Master, how can I look at it for too long?"

I always felt that there was something wrong with this comparison, but Lin Yu'an hadn't savored it carefully when she heard Zhan Yunhuan's noisy poetry reciting from behind.

"The beauty plays the bleak, the mourning plays the crane. The male and the female fly north and south, what is the heart..." [Note]

A classic verse was changed into such an appearance, Lin Yuan turned his head to meet Zhan Yunhuan's eyes, and said coldly, "Shut up."

Zhan Yunhuan shook his head, not only did not shut up, but also shook his head and shook his head, Ren just grew out and shook his short hair around his shoulders, provocatively said: "Yu'an, can you be more polite to me, anyway, I am also your senior brother, if I I will not give you face during the competition, and you will lose in an ugly way."

Raising his chin slightly, Linyu An raised his eyebrows and said, "You can try it." And when he touched the handle of the knife, his fingertips glowed coldly.

Seeing the other person's extremely confident appearance, Zhan Yunhuan touched the top of his head, feeling a little cooler, as if dozens of invisible people were collectively blowing air on top of his head.

"Pfft, Senior Brother Zhan, don't tease Senior Brother Lin." Wan Chunhan has always been good at adjusting the atmosphere. Seeing that the two of them were fighting again, she stood up in a timely manner and said, "You two seniors know that the opening prize this time is what?"

In the past, the opening competitions had a lottery, which would not be much worse than the final prize, in order to make the disciples more motivated to fight.

However, in the past, the opening lottery was announced early, but for some reason this time it was the opening but no one knew about it.

So Wan Chunhan had time to ask the two protagonists at the beginning.

When Xiefeng heard that there was a lottery, his eyes lit up and he looked curious.It's just that he moved his legs slightly, blocking himself between Lin Yu'an and Zhan Yunhuan, preventing them from looking directly at each other.

When meeting An Ben, he was too lazy to look at Zhan Yunhuan, so he turned his head to Wan Chunhan and said, "I don't know the specifics of the lottery this time, but it seems to be some kind of spiritual thing that is good for cultivation." And it was prepared by the suzerain himself. of.

Thinking of being called by the suzerain yesterday, Qian reminded him to beat Zhan Yunhuan to win the lottery, Lin Yu'an himself began to wonder what it could be.

After getting an explanation, Wan Chunhan nodded and brought the topic over, and quickly eased the atmosphere among the three of them.

Xiefeng is ruled out.

After all, Lin Yu'an, Wan Chunhan, and Zhan Yunhuan are of the same generation. As Lin Yu'an's disciple, Xiefeng's status is already inferior, so it's understandable that he can't fit into the conversation of the three of them.

But he is not a lenient person, even if he can maintain the illusion of innocence on weekdays, it is just the invisible indulgence and pampering of Lin Yu'an.At this time, being temporarily forgotten by Lin Yu'an, he was filled with jealousy, lowered his head, his eyes were bleeding with hatred.

Lin Yu'an was still the first to notice something was wrong. Seeing that Zhan Yunhuan and Wan Chunhan were discussing a certain elder's marriage in a few months, he took the time to ask Xiefeng, "But what's wrong?"

When Xiefeng rolled his eyes, he raised his face and showed a small look of aggrieved, Nunuuo said: "Disciple, disciple is a little dizzy, it's too high here."

How could it be dizziness, fear of heights, etc. He just wanted Lin Yuan to take him away from this place, away from these two people.

However, before Lin Yu'an could reply, Zhan Yunhuan turned his head and said with a surprised face: "Yu'an, your disciple doesn't seem to be feeling well, I'll send him down first."

After all, without waiting for Lin Yu'an and Xiefeng to react, he stretched out his arms and lifted Xiefeng onto his spirit crane's back, then whistled at his spirit crane and said, "Send him down!" .”

Xiefeng:? ? ?What? ? ?

Linghe gave a long cry, turned around and rushed down the clouds, while Zhan Yunhuan nimbly jumped onto Buku's back, and behind Yu'an, he smiled and said, "Well, I did a good job. The fine tradition of loving children has been brought into full play. Do you want to consider not touching my hair in the next competition? My hair grows very slowly."

Lin Yuan ignored his words, kicked him onto Wan Chunhan's spirit crane, and said indifferently, "Get lost."

And a certain narrow-minded person below who hugged Linghe's neck so as not to be thrown off, was so angry that tears and jealousy flew together, and scolded Zhan Yunhuan for [-] rounds in his heart.

The author has something to say: Xiefeng: What if I can’t see Master’s heroic appearance in the competition! !

Zhan Yunhuan: I can't see it, it's just right, your master and I love each other and don't need others to disturb us.

Lin Yu'an: Love each other?

Zhan Yunhuan: No... (hair loss again)

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