Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan subconsciously withdrew his arm, slightly turned his head, and turned around to avoid the difficult-to-defend against hidden arrow.

The sharp tip of the halberd brushed past his ear, cutting off a few strands of his smooth, jet-black hair, which fell to the ground.

The long spear, which looked rusty but was actually extremely sharp, fell straight onto Chu Huaizhou's back.

"Junior Master!" Xiao Jingxuan suddenly widened his eyes, took a step forward, and grasped the long handle of the halberd in time.

This seemingly inflexible weapon seemed to have its own consciousness and shook violently at this critical moment.

The shock was so strong that Xiao Jingxuan felt that his entire arm was numb and had no feeling.

He dropped it reflexively, and blood slowly flowed down from his cuffs, gathering at his fingertips and swirling around.

It can be seen from this that the power of this weapon is extremely great, and it is likely that it is a magical weapon that has been hidden for a long time and has been recorded in history.

Xiao Jingxuan lowered his head and looked at it. The head of the halberd was diamond-shaped. Even though the halberd was covered with rust, it was not difficult to make out the delicate patterns engraved around it.

From this perspective, this halberd is definitely an ordinary item, and can even be compared with the Xuanji fan on his waist.

But when he held it in his hand just now, there was not the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power.

If it only looked like this, it would seem to be made of ordinary iron from the mortal world, and would be completely not of the same grade as the divine martial arts.

"Come out!" He picked up the halberd and threw it hard in the direction it came from, "Don't hide!"

"Junior Master," Xiao Jingxuan carefully wrapped the person in a snow-white sable fur coat and held him in one hand.

He pushed the person up and his heart trembled suddenly: Strange, how come Junior Master suddenly became so light?

How could a man who looks so tall be almost as heavy as a civet cat?

However, the pressing chill behind him made Xiao Jingxuan unable to think too much. He pulled the curtain and flew away as light as a swallow, spinning gently.

Even though he was extremely fast, he still couldn't avoid the hidden arrow. When Xiao Jingxuan touched the curtain with his toes, a hidden arrow shot towards him.

The sharp and pointed arrow quickly magnified in his eyes, and between the lightning and thunder, all he could do was to turn his head slightly.

However, the sharp arrow still hit his right eyebrow. He subconsciously closed his eyes and hugged the man in his arms tightly.

After waiting for a while, the imagined pain did not come as expected, but there was just a breeze blowing through the ends of my hair, which caused a slight itch.

Xiao Jingxuan opened one eye strangely and looked around. Sharp swords, cold and intimidating, flew out from the darkness like rain.

When it touched his body, it suddenly turned into an empty phantom, passing through him without causing any actual harm.

"What the hell is this silly dragon doing?" Xiao Jingxuan tapped his toes and flew down from the red curtain, "Another illusion?"

Xiao Jingxuan scratched his head in annoyance, and raised his neck in disgust and disdain, "Humph, you're using the same old tricks again."

"Do you really think that everyone is a fool like him?"

The person curled up on his shoulder suddenly murmured softly, the sound was like someone who had just woken up: "Huh."

A strange thought suddenly occurred to Xiao Jingxuan's mind. How come his junior uncle seemed to have turned into a little civet cat?

He shook his shoulders worriedly and whispered, "Little Master Uncle, Little Master Uncle, please wake up soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jingxuan turned his head to look at his current appearance, shook his head again, and muttered to himself: "No, no."

"Master Junior, please sleep a little longer. Don't wake up now."

He knew very well that Chu Huaizhou was a proud and extremely proud person.

If he knew that he had been stripped of his clothes by a dragon and returned to the top of the blue sky, he would probably tear off the roof of the Fuguang Palace.

Even if he overturned the Netherworld Sea and caused the so-called ancient Nether Dragon to die without a burial place, it would be a normal thing for him to do.

Xiao Jingxuan thought about it over and over again, pondering it carefully in his mind, and felt that it would be better for his junior master not to wake up now.

But the room was filled with red curtains, and Xiao Jingxuan was holding Chu Huaizhou, walking around in it until he felt dizzy.

He lifted one curtain, and there was another red gauze curtain, which made him confused and unable to find the direction.

"Oh my god!" Xiao Jingxuan circled around, still on the edge of the soft couch, and cursed anxiously, "Oh my god! You stupid Diaolong, what on earth are you trying to do?"

“Hahahaha——” A familiar laugh came from between the curtains, “Stupid dragon? Then am I a dragon or a sculpture?”

Xiao Jingxuan opened his eyes wide, and a man in red wedding clothes lifted the red curtain in front of him and appeared in his sight.

"You're so stupid..."

Before he could curse, he opened his mouth slightly in shock, "No, why is this happening? Who are you?"

"Why? Why do you have the same... face as mine?"

He seemed to be about to drop his jaw in shock, his soft and long eyelashes trembled, "Are you the Dark Dragon?"

The man in red in front of him had picturesque eyebrows and eyes, full of evil charm and disdain. His face looked exactly like Xiao Jingxuan!

There was just a slight difference in the eyes, but the shape of the eyes was exactly the same, with the pupils being grey and emitting a pale light.

His eyes were not as black and white as Xiao Jingxuan's, but had strange and abnormal whites.

He seemed unable to see, but his hearing was unusually sharp. He closed his eyes and tilted his head.

"I am not the Dark Dragon, I am you."

The man sneered, his voice was as low and hoarse as a devil from hell, even his clear and mellow voice was the same as Xiao Jingxuan's.

"No, if you are Xiao Jingxuan, then who am I?"

Xiao Jingxuan was still conscious at this moment, and his mind was not confused by fear or the strange light path in front of him.

"First you forcibly took my junior uncle away, and now you have transformed into my appearance. What exactly do you want to do?"

He slowly lowered the corners of his mouth, forming a cold arc, and his face suddenly turned gloomy and angry red.

The Dark Dragon had the same face as his and smiled in a mysterious way.

"Don't you claim to be extremely smart? Then guess it yourself."

"Psycho!" Xiao Jingxuan yelled, then rushed forward with his sleeves raised.

He was used to being idle and lazy, and no matter what he did, he had never been so impulsive.

But the Nether Dragon touched his bottom line. Chu Huaizhou was the bottom line that he had to defend to the death and no one could touch.

So, he was angry, especially so today, and everything he did was thoughtless.

"How dare you humiliate the person I hold dear to my heart!"

Xiao Jingxuan gathered all his strength in his palm and rushed towards him, "I will definitely kill you today!"