Lu Yuan almost screamed.

He quickly took a step back and covered his chest with both hands.

Because someone taught him that boys must protect themselves when they go out!

But when he saw the person clearly, Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

What appeared behind him was not the ghost of Wuwanpo, but the Eightfold Divine Son.

"Huh, Son of God, you are so scary!"

Little Paimon patted his chest, thinking that she was the bravest one.

Even Lu Yuan didn't know why the Son of God suddenly appeared here.

Lu Yuan had no idea when or how she came out.

Miss Fox, don't be too mysterious.

Shenzi smiled and found it amusing to see Lu Yuan and little Paimon's startled look.

Immediately walked behind Lu Yuan:

"Okay little guy, let's go."

"oh oh..."

Lu Yuan was stunned, and could only nod in agreement.

He took out the bamboo dragonfly from his pocket and mounted it on his head.

Before Lu Yuan could say anything, Shenzi turned around and hugged Lu Yuan's shoulders from behind.

Lu Yuan was shocked.

Don't dare to move anymore.

"Why are you still standing there? Lift me up."

A whisper came to my ears.

Lu Yuan quickly followed suit.

He leaned forward slightly and reached out to wrap his arms around Shenzi's legs.

Standard carrying posture.

Even though he had experienced this softness several times in his half-month servant career, Lu Yuan still felt a little uneasy.

Originally, the position of 'Pilot Lu Yuan' was filled by Paimeng.

Now that the Son of God has taken his place, little Paimon dares to be angry but dare not speak out.

He could only tentatively lie on the back of the Son of God.

But fortunately, the Son of God didn't say much about it.

Little Paimon breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly I discovered that it was fragrant and soft.

Compared with Lu Yuan's shoulder, it seems to be the difference between an economy class cabin and a first class cabin.

Little Paimon suddenly felt that this place seemed pretty good...

Lu Yuan still doesn't know about little Paimon's rebellious mentality.

He just had a thought.

took off.

He is carrying the Eightfold Divine Son on his back, and on the Eightfold Divine Son's back is the pendant Paimon.

Although it looks a little strange, it can only be like this. After all, there is only one bamboo dragonfly.

But it didn't matter when he wasn't flying. Once he was flying, Lu Yuan felt something was wrong.

It's not a security issue.

Shenzi lay on Lu Yuan's back, his whole body relaxed, leaning on Lu Yuan's shoulder, looking down at the scenery below.

Lu Yuan could even clearly feel every warm breath of the Son of God, and the delicious cherry blossom aroma from the Son of God also drifted into Lu Yuan's nose.

This is not the most important thing.

The key is that Lu Yuan felt that his back was pressed against a softness that he couldn't bear!

Lu Yuan pinched Shenzi's legs and pushed his back.

But in fact, he is still a fan of Son of God.

Lu Yuan's heart trembled.

He was secretly glad in his heart. Fortunately, he chose to carry the Eightfold Divine Son on his back in the end.

If he picked up the Eightfold Son of God from the front... Lu Yuan was worried that he might hit the Son of God.

Oh, he meant the elbow.

Lu Yuan can now understand why the Eightfold Son of God cannot be discovered when traveling.

If Shenzi's current posture is seen by others, how will the other fans who call her live?

Lu Yuan felt terrible just thinking about it.

When the time comes, those fanatical fans will have to peel off all the skin on his back!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuan lowered his altitude a bit.

Although it will affect some speed, it can maintain concealment.

But he didn't expect that Lu Yuan had just descended only ten or twenty meters.

"Raise it higher."

"Oh, okay..."

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Lu Yuan remained silent all the way and flew at full speed.

And Shenzi just looked at the scenery below, looking at Lu Yuan below him from time to time, showing some unknown smile that Lu Yuan couldn't see.

Ten minutes later.

We've arrived.

Lu Yuan landed in an open space between Wuxiang Blade.

It's still a few minutes' walk from the rebel frontline base.

Carrying the Son of God, of course, it cannot land directly in the base of the resistance army.

There was still lightning and thunder in the Wuxiang Blade Hall at night.

Ever since the shadow carved out this canyon, the storm here has never stopped.

Shenzi waved his hand gently, and a thin purple shield appeared around her.

Even if it rains heavily, it will be heated into steam by this layer of shield before it comes into contact with the Son of God.

Little Paimon subconsciously leaned towards the Son of God.

But he was caught back by Lu Yuan.

"Lu, Lu Yuan, it seems a little warmer inside the Son of God's shield..." Little Paimon tried to argue.

Lu Yuan looked at his waterproof shield made of thin ice.

It feels like a kid who can’t afford meat at home follows the uncle selling kebabs.

"Little Paimon, gold and silver nests are not as good as your own doghouse! Do you understand?" Lu Yuan whispered.

"oh oh..."

Little Pai Meng didn't realize it, so he had no choice but to follow Lu Yuan's pace.

I have been wondering in my heart whether Lu Yuan is a doll.

Could it be that the real Lu Yuan is... a dog?

...

Outside the rebel base.

Two members of the Shrimp and Tiger Squadron are performing daily patrol work.

One of them is fat and the other is thin, and they have been together for many years.

Suddenly, the fat sergeant saw several black figures in the distance.

But because it was too dark, I couldn't see clearly what it was.

He patted the thin sergeant on the shoulder:

"Hey, look over there, is that a human?"
To be continued...