How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

Shen Yun froze for a moment, and then jumped up from the bed like a carp: "...It's all because of the novel yesterday!" He quickly put on his coat, and asked while tying his belt, "Did the others not notice you?"

Lu Miyuan immediately assured: "I walk quietly!"

"That's fine," Shen Yun nodded, "By the way, we won't go through the main entrance for a while, it's too dangerous, and it's easy to bump into Grandpa Bao and the others."

There is only one mountain road going down the mountain from Zongmen, Lu Miyuan couldn't help being confused: "Then where?"

Shen Yun bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Didn't Master take me to the talk meeting in Yinghai last month? I met a buddy named Cui Xingyan there, and he gave me a few imperial amulets. I will put them on my iron sword later." Tie, let's fly directly from Guanfengyuan!"

"Fly..." Lu Miyuan's eyes widened, "Can I fly too?"

"You can't fly, I must be the one who took you to fly." Shen Yun answered as a matter of course, after he packed up, he didn't bother to walk through the gate, picked up his tattered iron sword from the wall, and directly raised his leg, Flipped out of the window.

After landing, the little uncle glanced at his nephew: "What are you dressed like?"

I saw a bamboo hat hanging on the back of the child, a painted food box in his left hand, a fishing rod in his right hand, and a small wooden sword on his waist. He was more fully armed than Shen Yun.

Lu Miyuan replied earnestly: "Dress for an outing."

Shen Yun: "..."

Lu Miyuan continued: "Actually, I still wanted to steal the small stove and charcoal from the kitchen, but Mama Zhang simmered soybean hoof flower soup on it, so I dare not move..."

"Enough is enough, you still have so many things in your hands." Shen Yun interrupted him, "You are my number one follower, and you go out to give me, the boss, a grandeur. From now on, these things will make other Panna, do you hear me?"

"Oh..." Lu Miyuan nodded half-understanding, "Then what should I bring with me?"

"It's enough to bring your people." Shen Yun took the fishing rod food box in Lu Miyuan's hand, "Hurry up, Anan and the others are still waiting at the foot of the mountain."

At this time, there were already disciples walking around one after another, Shen Yun and Lu Miyuan dodged left and right like thieves, and tiptoed to Guanfengyuan.

Si Junqi went out again during this period, and the courtyard was empty. Shen Yun patted the fallen leaves on his head, and got out of the bushes: "I was scared to death. I was almost discovered by Brother Song just now. His favorite Report me to senior sister..." He said, patted the fallen leaves on Lu Miyuan's head, and dragged the child to the back cliff of Dancheng Peak.

This is the first time for Lu Miyuan to come to this place. Feeling the cold wind blowing from the bottom of the Baizhang cliff, he took a step back: "Master, how about...or let's go through the main entrance, at worst, hide Everyone a little..."

Shen Yun raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid?"

Lu Miyuan pursed his lips, apparently not daring to say that word.Shen Yun smiled triumphantly, handed the food box and fishing rod to Lu Miyuan, and drew out his iron sword and imperial amulet: "You look after it."

Last time he went back to the symposium, he not only met Cui Xingyan, but also other young sword cultivators from various sects.Different from Shen Yun who was self-taught by building a car behind closed doors, this group of people are the elites of the sect who are serious and honest. They have practiced swords since they were young, and skills such as flying swords and flying swords have been practiced since they were seven or eight years old. They really envy Shen Yun.He can explore such things as sword moves by himself, but if there is no magic weapon in the imperial movement, it is like a rider without a mount, and there is no way to practice it.

Fortunately, he has a beautiful appearance and a generous and cheerful personality. He does not have the lofty temper of those talisman cultivators at all. Everyone called him brothers and sisters, and these young people were not only happy to give him the secret of the imperial movement and the imperial amulet, but also invited him to come down. The next time I was free, I flew to Kunlang Villa to soak in the hot springs.

I have learned new tricks outside, and now is the time to show off my skills in front of my little nephew.Shen Yun put on the imperial amulet and threw the iron sword. Before the iron sword touched the ground, he stepped on the iron sword with his toes. Swaying back and forth far away.

"How?" Shen Yun grinned.

Lu Miyuan applauded the venue and opened his mouth wide: "Uncle Master is so amazing!"

"Of course, the friends who taught me said that they have never seen someone who is as good as me." Shen Yun was never modest, "and said that I should not learn formation skills, but should practice swords since I was a child. Maybe I will be better than dragons in the future." Young Master Xuan is still amazing!"

Lu Miyuan did not hesitate: "Uncle Shi is the most powerful!"

Faced with such pure and sincere worship and admiration, even the cheeky little uncle couldn't help but feel a little feverish on his face, he coughed: "Okay, give me something, come up."

Lu Miyuan carefully looked at the iron sword dangling in front of him: "How do you get it?"

"Come up as soon as you step on it, and then just hold me and don't let go." Shen Yun moved forward, leaving room for Lu Miyuan to step on.

Lu Miyuan bit his lip, he stretched out his hand to grab Shen Yun's clothes, and jumped up as soon as he raised his legs, the blade of the sword suddenly shook violently due to the change of center of gravity, so scared that he immediately hugged Shen Yun's clothes waist.

Shen Yun stabilized the sword, and reminded him: "It's best to clasp your fingers together."

Lu Miyuan followed suit.

Shen Yun asked: "Are you hugging tightly?"

Just as the head resting on the back shook up and down twice, the sword swished out.

The gust of wind fluttered past his ears, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the clouds. Below was a secluded and deep cliff, in front of him was the rising sun, and behind him was close relatives and fellow disciples. At this moment overlooking Shenzhou, Shen Yun suddenly finally had a little practice. What is the feeling of repairing.

"Uncle Master..."

He heard a thin breathing sound coming from behind him, obviously Lu Miyuan was also shocked by the magnificent scene he saw for the first time.Shen Yun felt bad for a moment, and asked: "Mi Yuan's first imperial journey, are you afraid?"

"Uncle Master, I'm not afraid." Lu Miyuan replied softly.

"Really?"

"real."

"But..." Shen Yun paused on purpose, "The imperial amulet seems to be invalid."

"What—" Before Lu Miyuan finished speaking, the blade of the sword suddenly went down and dived towards the ground!

The boy's short screams were drowned in the whistling wind, with no spiritual power to absorb and support, his feet were detached from the sword, as if he would be thrown away at any time, only his hands were still tightly hugging Shen Yun.

Fifty feet, thirty feet...

Seeing that the two of them were about to fall to the ground, and the moment they were smashed to pieces, the blade of the sword rose upwards in an unimaginable arc, rubbing against the leaves of Kusama, and soared into the sky again!

An extremely sharp arc was drawn in the clear sky, and Shen Yun waved his fishing rod and laughed loudly: "Isn't it exciting? This is what they taught me. Cui Xingyan's group even said that they would compare their courage with me with this trick, but none of them win……"

Shen Yun didn't say anything later, because he suddenly felt a little wet on the back of his neck.

Shen Yun was startled, thinking badly, and hurriedly landed back on the ground again.The other party kept his head down after landing, and when Shen Yun turned around, he continued to hug him tightly, with his head firmly against the young uncle's chest.

Shen Yun stroked Lu Miyuan's hair: "Are you crying?"

The kid nodded, then shook his head immediately.

"Next time...it won't happen." Lu Miyuan whispered.

Shen Yun blinked, and it took a while to understand what Lu Miyuan meant, he couldn't help being helpless and funny: "Are you an idiot?"

"I'm not." Lu Miyuan denied, "If you teach me, I won't be afraid next time."

"Really?"

Lu Miyuan nodded vigorously: "Yes. As long as my uncle doesn't leave me behind, I'm not afraid of anything."

"Then you look up."

Lu Miyuan raised his chin obediently.His small face is pale, his eyes are still closed, and his thin eyelashes are full of small drops of water.

Facing Lu Miyuan like this, Shen Yun couldn't help softening his tone. There was a height difference between the two of them, and when he spoke, his breath was on the tip of the child's nose: "Okay, it's my fault this time. It’s a bit too much to scare you, you are not allowed to report me to the senior sister.”

"Um……"

"The main reason is that you worked so hard when practicing swords with me and didn't shed tears. I didn't expect that this time... you've been on the ground for a long time. Why don't you dare to open your eyes?"

"No, uncle, I really didn't cry," Lu Miyuan explained in a muffled voice, "Ash was blown in..."

Shen Yun: "..."

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Xiaolu: I was scared, but I really didn't cry!

When the little uncle was fourteen or fifteen years old, he was that kind... a little villain who frightened and coaxed children at the same time!Those who are scared now will have to pay back in the future!