Uncle is Up

"Why is it impossible?" Xu Mingyu turned the scabbard with his slender fingers, looking carefree. He is also an extremely beautiful man. Well, if Bei Yinuan is just barely able to do it, it can be considered.

"You, you, you!" Li pointed at Xu Mingyu and her face turned red before she said: "You idiot! Why are you two under Du Heng's sect!"

"???"

Bei Yinuan looked unhappy: "Senior, what do you mean?"

"That's what I mean!" Li Qi's face turned red and her neck thickened, she clapped her hands on the table and left the attic.

Bei Yinuan and Xu Mingyu looked at each other, and the former threw the rusty iron sword back to him.

"What did the old man call this sword just now?" Bei Yinuan asked.

The sword was put into the sheath. Xu Mingyu carefully examined every part of the sword. The spiritual energy penetrated the sword. There was no movement at all. There was no trace of it being an artifact-level sword.

"It's called Erli." He replied.

Xia Kongqing wanted to tap the hilt of the sword, but Xu Mingyu raised it and took it to the other side. She muttered, "Tch, stingy."

"Change it, it doesn't sound good." Bei Yinuan took a sip of tea and smiled slightly: "Call it years."

Bei Yinuan is smiling so brightly now, but she feels so uneasy in her heart.

The handsome man she thought before turned into a bad old man, and her heart could not bear the blow.

"Why, uncle, is there anything special about this name?" Xia Kongqing held her chin and stared at Bei Yinuan with a somewhat nymphomaniac face.

Bei Yinuan smiled stiffly: "Haha, no, I think it sounds pretty good."

Time is like a butcher's knife. Is it considered special if the knife strikes a critical blow?

Xu Mingyu squinted at her: "You just want to change it? That's the name I want to call you. Erli sounds pretty good."

"Senior brother, I don't seem to have said how to unblock this sword. What can such a blunt sword do?"

"A sword cultivator can only own one sword," Chu Lingsheng said suddenly with great seriousness.

"Why are you a spiritual cultivator joining in the fun?" Xu Mingyu said after putting her aside: "And who said I have a natal sword?"

"Huh?" It was Bei Yinuan's turn to be surprised: "Isn't Mingdai your natal sword?"

Unexpectedly, Xu Mingyu said with some disgust: "No, Mingdai is too flashy."

Bei Yinuan agreed with this. Mingdai was indeed a bit flashy, but Mingdai was of a higher grade.

Li was angry and left. Xu Mingyu didn't even ask Erli how to open the seal. No matter how powerful the sword was, it still couldn't be used.

They didn't stay in the attic for too long, and the five of them had to leave.

"Hey, wait!" Xia Kongqing suddenly turned back when he reached the top of the stairs: "We haven't chosen the gifts yet, don't waste it, my uncle spent a lot of spiritual stones."

"Lingsheng, Bufan and Kong Qing will go have a look together. I'll wait for you here."

Bei Yinuan was sitting in the reception hall on the first floor. Xu Mingyu held her nose and stayed out of the matter. He never participated in the affairs of Bei Yinuan, Xia Kongqing and the others.

The two of them sat on opposite sides, neither paying attention to the other.

"I haven't left yet."

Xu Mingyue suddenly came out of the side hall behind Xu Mingyu, and Bei Yinuan quickly put on the Choudan mask again.

Xu Mingyu immediately glanced over and secretly thought that there was something going on. Bei Yinuan must have something with his imperial sister!

Xu Mingyue sat next to Xu Mingyu with two palace maids, stretched out her hand coated with kodan to catch the tea poured for her by the eldest palace maid, and then said: "Don't leave today, there is a palace banquet in the evening, you have to attend it before leaving. "

"I don't." Xu Mingyu immediately refused: "It's a large blind date party, give up, I won't go back."

"Be bold!"

Xu Mingyue was caught off guard and slapped the table, and the strong wooden board suddenly cracked. The two palace maids behind her looked expressionless and even carried away the cracked table very skillfully, and replaced it with a intact table. Xu Mingyue's face The sullenness on his face was still there, and his hands were still in the animal position in mid-air, as if he had pressed the pause button.

It wasn't until the palace maid put the new table in place that she frowned and slowly lowered her hand: "Are you disobeying my order?"

Bei Yinuan looked at the two siblings with great interest and asked her to tell her that the two siblings were definitely related. Look, the sand/carvings were the same.

Xu Mingyu couldn't help but give Xu Mingyue a big roll of her eyes: "Sister Huang, who are you telling me to be bold? I am the prince and you are an untitled princess. Who is the more powerful one between us?"

Xu Mingyue was addicted to acting. She showed a bloodthirsty sneer to Xu Mingyu with a cold face: "You didn't tell me that you are still the prince. I don't know who will be the last one."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

"I reject."

"Give it to you, give you the throne."

"I reject."

Xu Mingyue straightened her palace skirt, twisted her waist, held the palace maid's hand and walked away with a wave.

Xu Mingyue suddenly asked the maid next to her: "Xiaoyan, how was my aura just now? Do I have the aura of a royal family?"

Smiley face smiled slightly: "Her Royal Highness the Princess is a member of the royal family. No matter what your aura is, it belongs to the royal family."

Xu Mingyue chuckled: "What a smile, you really can talk, thank you."

The smiling face has become accustomed to Xu Mingyue's occasional convulsions: "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."

When she got back, she burned all the princess' notebooks!

Xu Mingyu stared at Xiaoyan's back and sighed: "I'm so embarrassed about Xiaoyan. I don't know how she can stay normal next to the imperial sister for so many years."

After Xu Mingyue left, Bei Yinuan took off his mask.

She stands like an orchid tree, smiles like a bright moon, and has a warm posture like the breeze and the bright moon. She is also like a fairy, unstained by dust, but the softness between her brows has some charm, which is too feminine, so She came down from the clouds.

Countless female cultivators were walking in and out of Wanling Tower, just to get one more look at her.

Xu Mingyu looked at her from afar for three seconds and then moved away.

At the right time, Xia Kongqing and the others came down.

"Uncle Master, look!"

Xia Kongqing held a golden ninth-level spiritual whip in her hand. She held it up in front of Bei Yinuan like a treasure: "If you are hit by this whip, your attack speed will be reduced. It's very useful."

"Then just accept it." Bei Yinuan was more interested in the girl Xia Kongqing. She pinched her rounded little face, her eyes filled with gentle and loving care.

"Thank you, uncle." Xia Kongqing rubbed his face on Bei Yinuan's arm: "Uncle, you are really kind to me. If I had known, I would have become my disciple before."

Bei Yinuan flicked her forehead and said with a smile: "Don't say this again. Your master is my senior brother. We all have the same attitude towards you."

Xia Kongqing smiled like a flower again.

Chu Lingsheng and Yun Bufan had bulging faces and eyes full of envy. There were not many doting elders like Bei Yinuan, and they were still doting on the elders who could give away the Holy Spirit Artifact.

Xu Mingyu looked away at the shining scene of the four people and said, "What's the big deal? A small favor was bribed, tsk."

Bei Yinuan heard his muttering, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised: "Mingyu, isn't there a banquet at your home? Do you want to go back now or continue to walk with us?"