Master Qing Leng interprets it with his own body

The next day, when the sky was just dawn, Shen Yan woke up.

Lie straight on the bed, but my heart was quite happy.He has already thought of a way to meet Master!That is - to peek at the juniors taking swordsmanship lessons!

Although he was beaten the day before yesterday, he thinks that he is rough-skinned and thick-skinned. He should be able to move out of the room and climb up the wall... right?

It's just that time goes by too slowly.After waiting until the servants brought breakfast, they stripped off all three of them, and let all the servants guarding the yard go back, so as not to disturb his "practice".

"Why don't you come? These little bastards are slowing down, they are too unmotivated!" Fingers kept tapping on the bedding, muttering and complaining.

Shen Yan's mouth is really awkward.

There are indeed disciples in the qi refining stage who are in their teens and teens, but there are also many students in their twenties, thirties, forties and fifties.

What's more, those who can come to Shenhan to take the swordsmanship class have already learned the basic swordsmanship of Yujianmen and passed the examination, and they are at least in their 20s, older than Shen Yan.

Relying on his cultivation being higher than others, he always poked at the little bastard and shouted secretly, completely forgetting that he also started cultivating from "little bastard".

After waiting for a long time, the footsteps and voices of a group of people finally came from a distance, and Shen Yan was shocked immediately.

When the noise outside fell silent, he should have stood in line and waited for class, so he propped up his upper body and tried to move to the side of the bed.

"Ow!"

The wound on his buttocks hadn't scabbed yet, and with this movement, the cloth scraped against the bloody skin, causing him to scream out in pain.

But this little pain couldn't stop his enthusiasm to see his master.

Trembling, he moved to the edge of the bed, gritted his back molars, stared and endured the stinging pain of the bloody skin rubbing behind his back. He propped up the bed with his arms, one leg hit the ground, and dragged the other leg down.

He straightened up tremblingly, and just about to take a step, his buttocks were pulled suddenly, his legs went limp, and with a "poof", his whole body fell to the ground.

"Ugh..."

The nose was hit, and it was so sore that he burst into two tears, and a pitiful gulp leaked from his throat.

I closed my eyes tightly for a few breaths, raised my head to look at the door of the bedroom about ten meters away, and felt that it was too difficult to walk there, so I just lay on my stomach and stretched my arms to crawl forward.

Like a big hairy dog ​​crawling forward, I still persuaded myself, no one will see it anyway, so let it be ugly, as long as you can go out!

But, woo woo woo... It's still so embarrassing!Master, you have to trust me, I am not usually like this!

Although the posture was indecent, he managed to move to the door of the room after all.The big hand pinched the door frame, and he lifted the heavy body up with his arms.

From here to the courtyard wall, even if you kill him, you won't be able to climb over it again!

Like a tortoise, he moved to the southeast corner of the yard step by step, and the martial arts training platform was in this direction.

As long as you climb up the wall, you can see the whole picture of the training platform.Moreover, the courtyard wall in front of him can block most of his body. If you look from the direction of the martial arts training platform, if you look carefully, you can only see a head.

Presumably the master is busy teaching swords, so he won't pay attention to any movement in this corner in the distance.This voyeuristic plan is nothing short of perfect!

Leaning against the wall, he pinched his chin and pondered for a while, but he couldn't think of an easy way to jump up, so he had to bend his legs and hang himself up at the risk of bloody skin breaking.

"Ow ooh ah!"

After a low moan of pain, he finally put his chest and lower abdomen flat on the brick wall.Unfortunately, the brick surface was too narrow, and his long arms and legs could only hang forward and backward.

Impatiently raising his head, he saw the front of the martial arts training platform, with a tall jade crown and elegant demeanor, and the corners of the light blue robe fluttered gracefully.

Looking from a distance, he can only feel his sword eyebrows sweeping across, his waist is strong and thin, and a long sword is held behind his back, showing a kind of masculinity and softness.

"Master..."

Hong Xiafei raised her cheeks, Shen Yan murmured softly.