How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

This person was so provocative that he didn't even hide the aura he left behind at all, as if he was waiting for the two to come to him.Shen Yun stared at the frozen picture on the wall, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he turned around, picked up Tong Chun and left the courtyard in an instant.

"Uncle!" Lu Miyuan chased after him.

The sun was shining brightly, and the pedestrians on the streets of Xingling City gradually merged into a long river.The big play was changed to Xiangyuetai in the center of the city, and the sacrifice was placed on Xiaoyuetan at the foot of the mountain. All the programs dedicated to the gods were going on step by step.The sound of festive drums undulates in the river, everyone wears colorful masks, and the smog seems to come to Luli Ghost City.

In the hustle and bustle, Shen Yun, dressed in red, is as eye-catching as a banished immortal. He doesn't care about the attention from all directions, and only focuses on searching for that ray of arrogance in the hustle and bustle. Lu Miyuan followed closely behind him, and the Liuhe Seal fell into his palm silently.

After the collection started, he inexplicably began to have a strange anxiety lingering in his heart.The prosperous incense and everyone's wish to pray obviously affected this "geomantic treasure", Lu Miyuan clearly felt that the aura in the city became more intoxicating, like a plate of rare delicacies on the table, without any defense Waiting for everyone to taste.

Lu Miyuan firmly grasped the Liuhe seal, he raised his head, and looked at the source of the aura ahead - Shuniang Temple.

There was no one in the scorched temple, and the kindly-looking tree lady had one arm burned off, and two black burn marks under her kind eyebrows, like tears of mercy.Shen Yun pushed aside the broken tables and chairs that fell to the ground, walked through the main hall of the temple, and came to the sacred tree in the apse.

"So slow."

The voice came from overhead.

Shen Yun looked up, and saw a person standing on the top of the ancient tree, the other person was still wearing the ghost mask on his face, looking down at the two of them.Next to him is Master Bian who was taken away.It was the first time for a man to stand at such a high square inch, holding a tree trunk and shivering. When he saw Shen Yun, his expression became more and more anxious, and he opened his mouth and called, "Little Immortal Master, you all go—"

"Where are you going?" the ghost asked.

Master Bian's throat froze and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Shen Yun was stunned, and lowered his voice: "Mi Yuan, find a spare moment and rescue Master Bian first."

Lu Miyuan nodded.

After Shen Yun finished speaking, he shouted upwards, "Your Excellency has been hiding his head and showing his tail, but now he kidnaps innocent people, what is your business?"

"What are you doing?" The ghost-masked man let out a burst of laughter, his throat rolling, and the next second he disappeared into the treetops in a flash.

Shen Yun's expression froze, and he raised his sword to block - clang!The straight knife collided with the long sword, making a golden sound!

The ghost face was close at hand, and a nasty laugh came from behind the mask, "I have nothing to do, I just want to beat all the... trash in China."

"I don't know where he is either." The dragon girl replied.

Cui Xingyan snorted, raised his eyebrows, and didn't intend to answer.His inscrutable appearance is used to fooling the little girl, and as expected, the dragon girl on the other side looked even more embarrassed, and couldn't help emphasizing: "Really. We didn't do anything bad, and we really didn't lie to you."

"Yes." Cui Xingyan started to play with his knife.

Girl: "..."

Obviously without explaining the whole story, these Shenzhou youths would never let the two of them leave. The girl hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to speak out, "Okay. Didn't we meet you once last night? At that time, He Zheng became interested in you..."

"He Zheng?"

"He is our companion." The girl said, "My name is Lingxiang, and he is my younger brother, Baizhi."

If you look carefully, you can see that the dragon boy named Baizhi is indeed very similar to the girl, but the difference from the delicate Lingxiang is that there is a long scar on Baizhi's cheek from under the right eye to the corner of the jaw, which looks a bit scary .

"He Zheng is different from a dragon envoy like me," Lingxiang continued, "He is a dragon descendant that His Majesty the Dragon King values ​​very much, and his spiritual strength is also very top-notch in our generation. He's the number one pick we send when we meet."

Everyone had heard from the teacher in class that the dragons in Outland did not call themselves magic dragons, but star dragons.What is most different from the Chinese customs is that they do not have any concept of family, they only use the purity of bloodlines to distinguish between high and low. Among them, the old dragon king who was beheaded by Jiang Yao is the supreme, and his nine sons are next. , can make peace with any creature, so those hybrids born of dragons, humans and even beasts are second.If the dragon's blood is diluted from generation to generation, it can be said that all the people in Outland have more or less the blood of the dragon.

Except for the typical short horns and tails, the two demon dragons in front of me are not much different from the humans in China. Only the long and thin tongue that Lingxiang accidentally reveals when he speaks, and the branching of the tip of the tongue, can be seen that they have A bit of the blood of the snake.

Lingxiang claimed to be a Dragon Envoy, so this so-called "Dragonborn" Hezheng must have a higher level than the two of them.Cui Xingyan thought about it, and asked, "What about after that?"

"Afterwards, he kept saying that he wanted to meet you guys." Lingxiang said, "So I guess, the Young Master Longxuan you mentioned should have bumped into him."

The swords criss-crossed, the sharp edge never retreating.Shen Yun's left foot spun slightly, his wrist sank, the moment the blade dropped half an inch, the tip of the sword lifted upwards, and the ghost-masked man immediately backed up three steps and leaned back, but his movements were still half a point slow. Tong Chun's sword sliced ​​the gold and cut the jade, just by passing over the ghost's face, the mask was cut in half.

Kara, the mask fell off in response, revealing the face hidden underneath.

"...Demon Dragon?" Shen Yun was slightly startled.

The other party's skin was darker, and he looked about the same age as Shen Yun, but the overly arrogant expression somewhat damaged the original heroism of the facial features, and even the horns on the forehead were raised to an exceptionally high level.

The magic dragon stood still, glanced at the shattered mask, and sneered, "It's okay, you are a little stronger than the trash last night, he used ten moves, and you only used one sword."

"Last night..." Shen Yun realized, and immediately lowered his voice, "Where is Jiang Zili?"

"You mean Young Master Longxuan?" Now that he was seen in real body again, the young devil dragon simply smashed his mask, "Who knows, I never remember the whereabouts of the trash, which mountain stream I might have thrown into it?" Let's go."

Shen Yun pursed his lips tightly.

Between the two swords and three sentences, Lu Miyuan at the side flew to bring down Master Bian from the top of the tree.The man was still in shock, and he collapsed on the ground as soon as his feet hit the ground. Molong glanced at Bian Dacheng and said, "It's rare for me to be kind enough to find a safe place for this man. Why did you bring him down?"

The words were weird, Shen Yun frowned even tighter, "What do you mean?"

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