How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

Si Junqi's appearance is not much different from that of 30 years later, but his appearance is younger, with a little less calmness after years of precipitation, and the dazzling red outfit of Yingyuan, which is as dazzling as fire, adds to him the comfort of a young man. Lang spirit.

And since he appeared here, it is self-evident who the other boy Shen Yun thinks is familiar.

"Sword Saint Jiang Su..."

Looking carefully, in fact, Jiang Su and his son are not very similar.Jiang Zili's eyebrows are sharp and stern, but his father Jiang Su's eyes are slanted up, his facial features are also much more delicate, more like the appearance of a romantic man in a romance novel that girls love to read, it's no wonder that Shen Yun couldn't talk to him The Juggernaut described in this book as "a macho man with red eyebrows, thick beard and eight feet" is connected together.

It's a pity that no matter how beautiful the facial features are, coupled with Long Xuan's signature indifferent expression, people still don't want to get close.Sure enough, they are father and son, and even this stinky face is the same.Shen Yun muttered in his heart.

After Si Junqi left the teaching dormitory, he and Jiang Su walked forward side by side, towards Shen Yun's direction.Shen Yun subconsciously wanted to dodge, but found that the other party directly passed through his body.

"..." Shen Yun lowered his head and glanced at himself, it was translucent.

"This illusion is different from Liubo Building." Lu Miyuan also found out.He looked around intently, and realized that except for the two people in front of him, the faces of the other students in Tianxian Court were blurred like ink-stained pictures after being splashed with water. They seemed to be doing their own things, but after observing for a while It can be found that these students are just repeating a certain behavior.

Shen Yun murmured, "Indeed, the Liubo Building is our real body, this... it's like we broke into someone's dream." He looked at the backs of the two people in front, "Anyway, the nearby We only know them, let's follow them first."

But the two people on the road didn't know that they were being watched by the juniors 30 years later, and they still walked forward unhurriedly, looking at the direction of travel, they should be going to the martial arts field.

Si Junqi said as he walked: "...Zheng Guiyi came to me before class, and said that he and the people from Heyuan had figured out a game called Yuxingqiu, which can adjust the spirit foundation and refine the spirit energy."

Jiang Su raised his eyelids, waiting for him to continue.

"He was going to organize a competition to promote his game, so he approached me and asked if we were interested."

"No." Jiang Su refused without thinking, "I don't need to mediate the spirit foundation, let alone refine the spirit energy."

Si Junqi hummed.

Jiang Su turned his face slightly: "Do you want to go?"

Si Junqi shook his head: "Then I don't need it either."

Jiang Su said: "Yes."

Shen Yun was listening, and couldn't help frowning.

Judging from the state of these two walking side by side, his master and the sword master obviously have a good relationship, and it is estimated that there is still some time before the scene of the violent beating and serious injury; It's like two strangers meeting politely for the first time.

If Shen Yun himself had such a non-embarrassing conversation with others, he probably wanted to find an excuse to leave without saying a few words.

Instead of feeling embarrassed, the two of them even changed the subject.Jiang Su asked: "Have you figured out the No. 40 six-style today?"

Si Junqi shook his head: "I practiced again in the courtyard before going to bed yesterday, and I still felt that the Shenmen acupoint was very blocked when I turned the sword." Su said, "...I think it's not necessary to follow the score completely."

"What's the meaning."

"After practicing according to the score yesterday, I tried a different move." Si Junqi pointed to the sword, raised his hand and walked a little bit, "In this way, it's just that the angle of the slant is about three points off, and it will be stronger than before. Much smoother."

Jiang Su's footsteps stopped.

He stared at Si Junqi's fingertips silently for a while, then shook his head and vetoed: "No way. Since it is written in the score, you should practice according to it."

Si Junqi's eyes dimmed, he put down his hand, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

"What's the matter! Master, you are too soft-tempered, why don't you refute him?" Shen Yun, who was listening, immediately became angry.As the founder of "making random swords", he pays attention to the sword style with no taboos and doing whatever he wants. In his opinion, the sword manual is dead, and people are alive. He is a ray of phantom, and he is probably about to rush over to have a brazen argument with Jiang Su.

The young man gritted his teeth, feeling more and more annoyed, "Really, Jiang Su can become a sword master with such an old-fashioned and pedantic idea? Then I can become a sword god and sword master in the future..."

"Sword God." Lu Miyuan tugged on his sleeve immediately.

Shen Yun's face flushed: "Hey, I didn't say this to ask you to compliment me at this time..."

"I didn't mean to flatter my uncle." Lu Miyuan laughed, and he pointed to the pavilion square outside the road, "They seem to have changed."

At some point, those fuzzy students not far away have stopped moving.Their necks were twisted at various unimaginable angles, and the faces with invisible facial features were unbiased. They were facing the two of Shen Yun who should not have existed in this dream.

Shen Yun turned around again, and found that Si Junqi and Jiang Su, who had been keeping a three-step distance from them, had disappeared at some point.

"It seems..." Shen Yun's blue eyes froze, but the corners of his mouth curled up, "It's the owner of the illusion that finally discovered us two uninvited guests."

At this time, Shen Yun and Lu Miyuan were not the only ones who fell into the illusion.

When Mrs. Weaving Dream jumped into the ghost gap, the phantom "butterfly" in her wrist had already flown out, folding like two thin wings and carrying her down gracefully—like a gorgeous nymph who strayed into hell, Finally fell into darkness.She fiddled with the ring in her hand a few more times, and a brilliance bloomed from the gem, illuminating her whole body.

This ray of light quickly attracted the dangers in the darkness. A ghost smelled the aura and the breath of the living, and rushed towards Mrs. Weaving Dream with a roar, but its longing claws had not even reached into the light. , the rancid body has been torn to pieces like a torn silk!

The woman put down her sealed hand and sneered.

"act recklessly."

Her temper is fierce, but it does not mean that she is a brave and brainless person who dares to enter the ghost gap, she has already made thorough preparations.Mrs. Weaving Dream took out a jade hairpin from her sleeve. This jade hairpin was taken from the wishing peach house, and it was stained with her apprentice's spiritual breath. After reciting the incantation, this jade hairpin will naturally point out direction.

Sure enough, as soon as she pronounced the curse, the tip of the hairpin in her palm moved slightly, pointing to the northwest.

Madam Weaving Dream continued to move forward, and ghosts, large and small, and remnants of illusions continued to attack her, but she tore them apart one by one with no expression on her face.As she got deeper, the smell of blood in the cold air around her became stronger and stronger.Although she had already prepared for the worst, when she smelled this ominous smell, she still felt raging anger in her heart.

Qiongluan has been established for 50 years, and she has survived such catastrophes as the collapse of the sky and the earth, but now, in peacetime, someone created a ghost gap near her jurisdiction, and even threw her disciples into it. How can she bear it?

On the way here, she had already thought about who in Shenzhou had grudges with her. Because of her hot temper, she had indeed had conflicts with many people, but no matter what, she could do it. At this point, he should have had a killing relationship with her...

"A Miao?"

A male voice suddenly sounded from directly in front of her.Mrs. Weaving Dream paused and stood where she was.

And the voice took a few steps closer to the direction of the light source where she was: "A Miao, is that you? We haven't seen each other for many years."

She recognized the voice, it was her husband.

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Si Junqi and Jiang Su are like brothers, they are not really related by blood.

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