Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Before Xiao Jingxuan could say anything, Chu Huaizhou had already transformed the strings of the Li Zheng zither into a flexible soft sword and flew up with a tap of his foot.

With almost no warning, he cunningly and cruelly raised his sword and stabbed at the Nether Dragon's cloudy eyes.

The Li Zheng was light and almost silent when in use. Even though the Dark Dragon had very sharp ears, by the time it noticed it, it was already too late.

Seeing the tip of the sword about to pierce his left eye, Chu Huaizhou was frightened, but it was too late to withdraw his hand.

In an instant, a green shadow flashed behind him, and a sharp "clang" sound that vibrated the air pierced his ears.

The Xuanji fan blocked the tip of the sword in time, Li Zheng's body bent, and Chu Huaizhou was violently bounced away by the subsequent force.

Xiao Jingxuan flew forward to catch him, and they both fell into the red curtain. Their figures were dim under the candlelight.

This should have been an ambiguous situation that made one's heart beat faster and breathing gradually become heavier.

Xiao Jingxuan, who was trying to save the beauty, had no protection behind him, so he fell several times while holding Chu Huaizhou.

The two rolled on the ground in each other's arms for several rounds, finally stopping when the "hero" bumped into the foot of the bed.

Xiao Jingxuan sat up with a groan, and Chu Huaizhou sat on his legs, gritted his teeth and looked at him.

"Uncle Junior, are you okay?"

He asked anxiously. When he rolled over just now, it seemed that he had fallen on his junior uncle more than once. He just stretched out his hand to check if he was injured.

Chu Huaizhou immediately jumped up and took several steps back until his figure disappeared behind the red curtain, then he stopped.

As he retreated, he repeated, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm okay."

Xiao Jingxuan was not surprised. He just rubbed his temples, got up, and looked calmly at the figure behind the veil.

"I'm glad that Junior Master is okay."

The sound of Xuanji Fan and an androgynous voice wafted through the air, "We agreed that this was just a bet. If blood is seen, it will be bad, right?"

Xiao Jingxuan could hear a hint of anger in the gloating, smiling voice.

Chu Huaizhou pursed his lips slightly and said earnestly, "It was my mistake. I'm sorry."

"Hehe, I don't think it's necessary to apologize." Xuanji Shan said with a smile, "Why don't you continue?"

Chu Huaizhou raised his sword and went forward, but a hand reached out from the other side of the red curtain and grabbed his wrist tightly.

He lowered his eyelashes and stared at the strong and large hand with slightly protruding veins. "What's wrong?"

After a while, a heavy voice came from the other side, "Little Master, please be careful."

Chu Huaizhou just felt that he was very annoying, and gently broke free from his hand, "I know, stop nagging."

In a brief moment, the cold sword energy exploded like starlight. With a slight sound, the two people passed by each other like a flock of eagles.

When the Dark Dragon stabbed towards him with a long spear in his hand, Chu Huaizhou did not engage in combat with it, nor did he block it, but instead tried to dodge it.

The chilling sword energy caused the light red curtain to dance wildly. Two figures with afterimages flashed, chasing and shuttling in the middle.

Chu Huaizhou used the curtain as a barrier and dodged everywhere, refusing to use the Li Zheng soft sword to block the attack.

The impatient Minglong was very angry. He raised his halberd, pointed the tip of the halberd at the opponent, and threw it in the general direction of the opponent.

At the same time, he shouted angrily: "Why are you hiding? Are you monks cowards?"

Chu Huaizhou had his back to him and had no eyes on the back of his head, so naturally he was unaware of the danger.

Xiao Jingxuan, who was dizzy because of staring at someone, only felt a cold light flashing before his eyes, which made him tremble with fear.

"Uncle Junior Master! Watch out behind you! Get out of the way!"

However, the arrow is on the string and has already been shot. How can it be stopped by just shouting loudly?

At this critical moment, it was definitely too late to dodge, so Chu Huaizhou turned around, raised his hand, and grasped the handle of the halberd.

Xiao Jingxuan was just breathing a sigh of relief and was about to pick up the Nether Dragon and talk when a ball of extremely dazzling blue light exploded in the house.

The area covered by this dazzling blue light was so large that everyone's eyes were temporarily blinded, and there was only dazzling light in their sight.

Xiao Jingxuan subconsciously closed his eyes and shouted anxiously: "Master Junior! Where are you?"

After a moment, his always cool and calm voice came from high in the sky, "I'm fine."

The flickering blue light faded away, and the two finally regained their vision. Everything in the room was back to normal.

However, the furious Nether Dragon, which was in an empty corner of the room just now, suddenly disappeared!

Xiao Jingxuan looked around and asked cautiously, "Master Junior, where is Blind Dragon? Where did he go?"

Chu Huaizhou did not speak immediately. He lowered his head and looked at the Qiankai Halberd in his hand. After a long while, he said, "It should be going back to where it came from."

Only at this moment did he notice that the rusty Qian Kaiji had suddenly become brand new without him noticing.

The patterns on the hilt of the halberd are clear and delicate, complex and mysterious, with an innate fairy spirit.

The halberd was no longer rusty, but instead shone brightly like snow, as dazzling as the moonlight in the dim light.

Chu Huaizhou waved his sword lightly, and the dazzling sword light shot straight up to the roof, like a gorgeous silver dragon.

Xiao Jingxuan finally understood, and stammered in amazement: "Could it be that the Dark Dragon... returned to the Qiankai Halberd?"

"Hehe," Xuanji fan lightly touched the halberd, "Although your kung fu is not that good, you are not too stupid."

"There is no Nether Dragon in the Nether Sea. It has always been an illusion created by Qian Jiaji's spirit."

Chu Huaizhou used it very skillfully, holding it in his hand and turning it twice, "Why does it make a sound like a weapon in my hand?"

"Not only is there no repulsion, there is even some attraction in spiritual consciousness. Do you know why this is so?"

Xiao Jingxuan seemed to be thinking about something, and murmured, "Hearing what Junior Master said, it is exactly the same as what I felt when I got the Xuanji fan."

"Could it be..." An idea that seemed illogical but was very consistent with the principles in ancient books came to his mind.

"Not bad, not bad." Xuan Ji Shan's tone was filled with the pride of a grown-up son, "He also knows how to draw inferences from one example."

"Qian Kaiji recognized me as its master?" Chu Huaizhou's usually calm face flashed with shock, "How is this possible?"

As everyone knows, he is not even qualified to summon weapons because of his low level of cultivation.

To put it bluntly, he is too weak and no weapon has ever been able to defeat him.

The strings of the Li Zheng zither that he currently uses as a weapon were worn on his wrist since birth.

If not for this, his strength at this moment would be even lower and more despicable.

"What's impossible?" Xuanji fan flew around excitedly, "It's fate. Besides, he likes you."

"It's been a long time since this old immortal dragon has shown such obvious joy towards anyone."

Xiao Jingxuan, who was standing aside and unable to say a word, always felt that this guy was deliberately provoking him.

Its laughter was mean, "How rare it is for him, that old man would actually like someone as weak as you."

Xiao Jingxuan was originally happy that his junior master uncle had obtained a new weapon.

When he heard the latter's words, his eyes instantly turned cold, like the chilly wind in winter, which made Shan shudder.