Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Chu Huaizhou's eyes were a little evasive, and his soft and thick eyelashes trembled rapidly, like the wings of a butterfly stained with snow-white frost.

His eyes drooped guiltily, he bit his lower lip and kept silent, at the same time, he tugged at Xiao Jingxuan's sleeve.

Tell him not to talk nonsense.

Xiao Jingxuan was grabbed by his robe, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze flickered as he looked at the hand that was as white as jade and had distinct joints.

After a moment, he smiled lazily, "Master, I am in a good mood today, so I won't criticize you for being old for the time being, otherwise it will seem too childish and unpopular."

Seeing this situation, Yun Huai almost understood everything, but unfortunately, Yu Changfeng only saw Xiao Jingxuan's arrogance.

Hearing what he said, the famous Pavilion Master seemed to be thinking about something. He turned to Yun Huai Immortal Venerable for confirmation. Is it really so naive?

Yun Huai stared at him without saying a word. After a while, he said bluntly, "Not only is he childish, he's also extremely stupid."

Hearing the two people saying the same thing, Yu Changfeng crossed his arms and fell into deep thought, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Yun Huai said: "Since we have found the person, we should not stay here for long. We don't know when the Nether Dragon will appear again. We should hurry up."

"Master, the Nether Dragon will not come out again." Xiao Jingxuan covered the wound on his waist and abdomen with one hand, his voice unusually casual.

"Huh? Why?" Yu Changfeng, who was lost in thought, suddenly woke up and made a startled sound as if he had resurrected from the dead.

"Because it has been subdued by my junior uncle."

When Xiao Jingxuan was speaking, his jaw almost reached the sky, and he looked so proud, as if he was the one who defeated the Nether Dragon.

"Oh, Yun Lan was subdued." Yu Changfeng suddenly realized.

"No, then why are you so proud? I almost thought you did it."

Xiao Jingxuan didn't say anything, but glanced at him a few times with a look that said "whoever is rude to others is a fool."

It seems like he said nothing, but in fact, it seems like he cursed everything.

"Yun Lan, you subdued the Nether Dragon?" Yun Huai looked incredulous, "How did you get him to descend to the ground? Are you injured?"

He didn't mean to belittle his junior fellow apprentice, but he had fought with the Nether Dragon before and knew how powerful and cunning this beast was.

Even if he and Xiao Jingxuan joined forces and used flawless moves, it would be difficult for them to escape unscathed from the claws of the Nether Dragon.

Based on this speculation, he couldn't help but suspect that Chu Huaizhou had internal injuries that he himself was not aware of.

"Brother." Chu Huaizhu held down the man who was pulling him around to check, and said helplessly, "Don't look at me, I'm not injured."

Yun Huai stared at him with disbelief, "No external injuries, what about internal injuries? No internal injuries either?"

"Use your internal energy to check carefully. The wounds caused by the ancient Nether Dragon are no joke."

Chu Huaizhou was helpless. He had never been able to get the better of Yun Huai. "Okay, Senior Brother, if you don't believe me, then check it for me yourself."

As he spoke, he lifted up his sleeves, revealing his slender white wrists, and stretched them in front of his senior brother.

Yun Huai lightly placed his fingers on it, injected a gentle spiritual power into it, and carefully explored the veins in his body.

In the end, he found nothing and could only put his hand down awkwardly. Chu Huaizhou smiled gently and said, "Brother, how about you explore?"

"It's best if you don't get hurt." Yun Huai thought deeply, "But I still don't understand how you managed to subdue the Nether Dragon in such a short time."

He felt the slightly burning gaze coming from Xiao Jingxuan on the left side behind him, and when he thought back to that incident, he couldn't help but blush.

Chu Huaizhou touched the tip of his nose guiltily and said awkwardly, "It's a long story, but we did have a fight anyway."

"The Dark Dragon is not a real dragon. It is actually the spirit of the Qian Kai Ji."

As he spoke, he turned his palm upward, and a long spear with a cold blue light and a faint chill suddenly appeared in his hand.

After hearing these words and seeing this, not only did everyone open their eyes wide, but their mouths also opened in surprise.

"Is this the legendary Qian Kai Ji? Does it look like this? It actually makes..."

I don't know which disciple shouted, but the words turned around in time when they reached his lips, swirled on the tip of his tongue, and were swallowed back whole.

"Master Yunlan actually got the Qiankai Ji? Of the five famous divine warriors in the cultivation world, we have two of them!"

"From now on, if I meet someone I know, I should hold my head high, look up at the sky, and look at people with my nose up, right?"

Yu Changfeng stretched out his hand and touched the handle of the halberd, then nervously retracted his hand.

"Hiss, the cold air is a bit icy. It seems that you two were not fooled. It's the real deal."

"So, the current situation is that Qian Kaiji recognized you as the master and signed a contract with you, so the Nether Dragon was recycled?"

Chu Huaizhou smiled slightly, a large drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and he murmured in his heart: Uh... the word recycling... is a bit...

He was thinking about a suitable word, and Xiao Jingxuan said directly: "Well, that's right, you can understand it this way."

"In that case, Yunlan, Senior Brother will congratulate you first."

Yun Huai smiled, and his face showed not only the kindness of an elder brother, but also the gentleness that made people feel like a spring breeze.

Xiao Jingxuan was very happy, as if he was being praised, and he couldn't help but smile.

Just when he was about to flatter his junior master, the noisy Xuanji fan started making noises in his consciousness again.

"I'm telling you guys, are you all so slow? It takes you so long to talk just to reminisce about the past?"

"Don't you see this place is about to collapse? If you don't leave now, you will have to stay in the Netherworld Sea forever!"

Xiao Jingxuan said to everyone: "Even though the Nether Dragon has returned, there are still unknown dangers lurking everywhere here. We'd better get ashore as soon as possible."

After he finished speaking, no one objected, and Yun Huai began to lead the way.

"It's almost time now. It will be the morning hour soon, the time when the Netherworld Sea will recede and clear the way."

"Everyone go this way, we can reach the water faster."

There was a flight of stairs before, but unfortunately it had been destroyed by the Nether Dragon's tail. Everyone was ready to swim up.

Looking closely at the old place, it was no longer a mess, but a huge dragon skull.

The evenly distributed dragon spines are like stairs, providing a steady step for people to take. They extend straight to the dark sea surface.

At first, some people felt it was unsafe, and some felt it was unlucky, so they refused to step on it and insisted on swimming by themselves.

However, Xiao Jingxuan did not have so many concerns and pulled his junior uncle steadily onto the skeleton.

Going up quickly layer by layer.

Swimming is strenuous work, and the disciples of Biluo Yundian climb mountains frequently, but rarely go into the sea.

After a while, his arms began to ache and he fell on the skeleton.

When they were almost at the top, it was exactly the hour of Mao, the surging tide receded, and the way home was wide open for them.

Xiao Jingxuan looked at the desolate and sad scenery where the water and the sky merged into one, and weakly lowered his eyes, "I'm finally back."

After uttering these weak words, his eyes went dark, his body felt weightless, and he fell into a soft embrace...

He tried hard to open his eyes, but all he saw was a blurry figure.

The person in front of him was very close to him, his beautiful lips opening and closing, as if calling his name.

Only the cool and elegant scent of tea lingering at the tip of his nose gradually calmed him down.

This person is Junior Master Uncle, no one else.

But Xiao Jingxuan couldn't hear the sound at the moment, and only saw those light-colored, soft and moist lips.

He raised his hand in a daze, and lightly touched his soft lips with his fingertips, muttering out his thoughts word for word -

"The lips are so beautiful and soft, they must be very kissable."

Chu Huaizhou was stunned. He didn't know if this person was confused or what, but he spoke so recklessly!

His face suddenly turned red, and the redness spread to his ears. He grabbed Xiao Jingxuan's hand and moved it away from his lips.

Just as he was about to lose his temper out of humiliation, he lowered his eyelids and saw Xiao Jingxuan's unfocused eyes as he tried hard to open them.

Chu Huaizhou had no choice but to lower his voice as much as possible and called him gently, "Xiao Jingxuan, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Jingxuan was distracted and had already started to have wild thoughts when he saw his beautiful lips.

"I seemed to have been disrespectful to Junior Master just now, and even said some vulgar and dirty words, but Junior Master is not angry, that's good."

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingxuan closed his eyes with peace of mind. His consciousness became completely blurred and he fainted.

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It was unknown how long it had been before Xiao Jingxuan slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying in a lush green bamboo forest.

Everything around was as quiet as a dead object, even the water drops from the tips of leaves falling into puddles did not make any sound.

There was something weird everywhere. He turned his head and found that he was floating in the air.

The place where he was seemed to be filled with only frost and fog, white fog, wet fog, and cool fog.

The air around him was abnormally cold, causing Xiao Jingxuan to shiver. "Where is this place? Why is it so cold?"

He stood up straight and walked back and forth aimlessly in the bamboo forest shrouded in white haze.

The bamboo forest in the mountains was extremely quiet. There was not a trace of wind, the trees were still, and the chirping of insects had disappeared.

Xiao Jingxuan felt that he was becoming increasingly listless. He raised his hand and rubbed his face, trying to cheer himself up.

But suddenly I found that my whole body seemed to have no temperature, like a cold corpse that had been dead for a long time.

He raised his hand and pressed his stiff face again, and his heart suddenly felt horrified: Is this rebirth all fake?

Was it a lie that he had returned to the top of the Azure Clouds? Was it a lie that he had seen Junior Master? Was it a lie that he had expressed his feelings to Junior Master?

Xiao Jingxuan's head was buzzing with a sound as if thousands of ghosts were howling at the same time, causing him to struggle deeply and suffer extreme pain.

It quickly darkened, and above the bamboo forest, a crescent moon hung alone in the dark night sky.

There are a few distant lonely stars, occasionally flashing a cold and dim light, appearing and disappearing, flickering unpredictably.

The mountain cast a thick shadow, covering the path along the mountain that ran through the bamboo forest.

The trees on the roadside blurred into dark shadows, swaying wildly in the fierce night wind, making rustling sounds.

It was as if something was approaching quickly and stealthily, making one feel creepy and frightened.

Just when Xiao Jingxuan was about to sink into deep doubt and be consumed by fear, he suddenly heard a sound of joy in his ears.

"You are so beautiful, no wonder so many people like you. It's not easy for me to marry you."

This was a man's voice, low and deep, yet deliberately gentle, but with a hint of indescribable charm.

"You...you shouldn't touch me like this..."

The voice sounded somewhat familiar, and was as cold as if it had been soaked in snow water, but the voice was trembling as if stimulated by something unknown.

Xiao Jingxuan stood up suddenly, and found a trace of clarity in his chaotic mind.

Why does this voice sound so similar to Junior Master's?

When he opened his eyes and looked around again, the emerald green and cold bamboo forest had disappeared.

This is a magnificent palace, splendid and magnificent. All the furnishings in the house seem to be made of gold foil.

Xiao Jingxuan didn't bother to look at these unimportant things and went straight to the source of the sound.

Finally he found a door with a big red "囍" character posted on it. With trembling hands he gently pushed it open.

The room was decorated in a festive manner; everything was red or wrapped in red cloth.

The curtains on the bed were drawn, and there seemed to be someone on the large soft couch, and they were two people making love.

A low, uncontrollable moan escaped from inside.

Xiao Jingxuan bent down repeatedly and said in his heart: Sorry, sorry, I intruded unintentionally, I will push you out quietly.

As he turned around quietly, a vigilant questioning voice came from behind the curtain, "Who?!"

He closed his eyes, turned around slowly, raised his eyelids slightly, and said subconsciously: "I am just passing by here, and I don't mean to disturb you..."

However, the face of the person whose half body poked out from the curtain made his brain feel as if it had rusted and he immediately stopped thinking.

"Little...Little Master!"

His exposed upper body was naked, and his white shoulders and thin shoulder blades were covered with tiny beads of sweat.

There was a haziness in his eyes that reflected half a lifetime of experience, as if he had just experienced something exhilarating.

The anger level in Xiao Jingxuan's mind soared at this moment, and he almost questioned him.

"Why are you here?"

The man's expression was cold towards a stranger, and he looked at him as if he was a lunatic.

Perhaps because she was in a good mood, she actually said a few more words to him, "Today is my big day, so of course I should be here."

"A big wedding day?" It was like a bolt from the blue that exploded in Xiao Jingxuan's mind. "Your big wedding day?"

"Why?" He was so angry that his face was distorted, his palms were clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white.

"You have already become my partner, haven't you? Why do you want to marry someone else? What do you think of me?"

The man frowned in confusion, "Who are you? Have I become your Taoist partner?"

"Pretending not to know me?" Xiao Jingxuan suddenly lifted the red curtain, grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, and pressed him down.

There was indeed another person on the bed. Seeing this, he looked at Xiao Jingxuan in fear and huddled in the corner, trembling.

During the struggle, Xiao Jingxuan was slapped by this man, "Psycho! I told you I don't know you!"

Xiao Jingxuan grabbed both of his wrists with one hand and held them above his head, looking paranoid and fierce, "I told you not to move!"

"Don't you know me?" He pinched the other person's chin, with lingering anger and paranoia in his eyes.

"But it doesn't matter." The person in his shackles couldn't move, and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "I will make you familiar with it again soon."

He aimed at the tightly bitten lips and kissed and bit them hard.

Fierce and cruel...

Leaving no room for him to escape, he roughly tore off the only silky garment the other person had left...