Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

His thoughts came to a complete stop the moment his buttocks felt numb, and his head was buzzing.

It was like being frozen by a huge block of ice, unable to think or move.

The instigator didn't look this way. His face was filled with a casual smile, and his eyes were filled with liveliness and warmth.

When she chuckled, her teardrop mole seemed to sway, and her eyes were inexplicably deeper and more beautiful than usual.

This made Chu Huaizhou even angrier.

Almost subconsciously, he slapped Xiao Jingxuan in the face.

"Snapped!"

The sound of flesh colliding was so loud that it echoed throughout the narrow alley.

He shouted angrily, "What are you doing?"

There was a burning pain on his cheek, and Xiao Jingxuan was stunned by the beating. He slapped his palm and covered his own cheek with it.

She choked with sobs, as if she was about to cry the next moment, "Uncle Junior Master, I...I didn't do anything."

At this moment, Chu Huaizhou's mind seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, making it hazy and blurry.

The flowery words of his defense were like raindrops hitting the ground gently, but they could not penetrate the barrier of fog.

The loud slap frightened Ye Cijing, who had just stood up tremblingly, and made him kneel down again.

The sound of his kneecap hitting the floor was painful. He grimaced and asked, "What's going on?"

"Junior brother? Yunlan, you...?" Yun Huai and Yu Changfeng were also stunned with surprise.

Seeing that Chu Huaizhou's earlobe was stained with a light red, he turned his gaze and attack to Xiao Jingxuan.

Yun Huai asked, "What did you do to anger your junior uncle?"

Xiao Jingxuan rubbed his face, scratched his ears and the back of his head, "I...I...I don't know!"

He explained in a panic: "I think I just... patted Junior Master's back twice, and that's it."

When Chu Huaizhou thought of what had just happened, he felt a little embarrassed and wanted to escape from this place quickly, so he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Yun Huai raised his foot and kicked Xiao Jingxuan on the calf, saying angrily: "What are you doing standing here? Why don't you chase him?"

He suddenly realized, "Oh, oh, chase, I'll chase after Junior Master Uncle and see."

Ye Cijing, who was kneeling on the ground, supported his knee with one hand and was about to stand up.

Seeing Yun Huaizun raising his foot, he thought he was going to kick him, so he subconsciously hugged his head with both hands and knelt down again.

Yu Changfeng suppressed his laughter, cleared his throat seriously, and said, "Ahem, Ye Cijing, what are you still kneeling for?"

"Didn't His Majesty Yun Huai just help you up? Why are you kneeling down again? Do you still want His Majesty to help you up?"

"No, no, no." Sensing the danger in his tone, he shook his head like a rattle.

"I can get up by myself, there is no need to trouble the Immortal Master to help me."

When Ye Cijing was a child, he took Xiao Jingxuan and worked as a beggar on the street for several years. Reading people's expressions and speaking in a smooth manner were his best skills.

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Chu Huaizhou was walking in front with a huff and puff, his face flushed and his ears angry, and he deliberately walked very fast.

Xiao Jingxuan chased after him, grabbing his sleeves tightly with both hands, and his robe was almost torn by him.

I still can't figure out why Junior Master is angry? Why?

He called out twice in grievance, "Uncle Junior Master, Uncle Junior Master, wait for me to explain clearly."

When Chu Huaizhou heard his voice following closely behind him, he felt a little more at ease and walked faster.

Perhaps it was because he was spoiled and became arrogant, and he was a stubborn and arrogant person, so he didn't want to bow his head.

The person behind him kept on talking, "Master Junior, ah! I sprained my ankle!"

"Uncle Junior Master! I fell down and my arm seems to be broken. I can't walk anymore."

After a moment, he corrected himself: "No, my left leg seems to be broken too! There's a lot of blood!"

Chu Huaizhou didn't want to pay attention to such a clumsy lie, but if he paid attention to it, he would be putting a fool's hat on his head.

The street is crowded at the moment. If someone really broke his limbs, there would definitely be a big commotion.

People's faces were calm and filled with joy. He glanced around and knew that Xiao Jingxuan was lying.

Chu Huaizhou snorted in his heart, "Who are you treating as a child if you say such clumsy words?"

Xiao Jingxuan found that it was useless to shout. He felt powerless while chasing and shouting, so he simply stopped shouting loudly.

Just not too close, not too far away, follow the person at a suitable distance, and never lose the person.

There were people selling snacks all around, and the biggest attraction was Luocha Su.

Just hearing the name, Chu Huaizhou couldn't help but pause and looked over there with longing.

Want is written all over my eyes.

Xiao Jingxuan stopped and looked, staring at Luo Chasu's junior uncle, and smiled because of his cuteness.

Chu Huaizhou caught a glimpse of the scoundrel smile on his face and cursed him in his heart, "You're useless."

He forcibly tore his gaze away from the Luocha pastry and walked away with his neck held high.

He walked angrily for a while, and the lively scene around him faded away, becoming desolate and cold, and the flow of people became sparse.

If it weren't for the exorcism of evil spirits, Chu Huaizhou would rarely even leave the gate of Fuguang Palace, nor would he often go down the mountain to wander around this small town.

As he shuttled through the criss-crossing alleys, he gradually became unsure. There was no sound behind him, and he didn't know whether Xiao Jingxuan was still following him.

In his heart, face was more important than anything else, and he was too embarrassed to look back, so he slowly slowed down his pace, praying in his heart that Xiao Jingxuan could catch up on his own.

Chu Huaizhou kept moving forward like a turtle, and no one caught up with him.

A chill gradually rose in his heart. When he turned a corner, he couldn't help but use the wall as cover and looked back.

The alley is long and deep, with only a few street vendors.

Chu Huaizhou looked along the alley to the end, but did not see the familiar black and purple robe.

He snorted with an unclear emotion, his lips slightly pursed, "You can lose someone, you are hopelessly stupid."

Unexpectedly, Chu Huaizhou complained angrily, with his arms folded across his chest, and just as he turned around, he bumped into someone's arms.

"Master Junior, are you looking for me?"

A voice came from above my head, with a slightly rising tone at the end, and a little bit of nonchalantness. The voice came up low and made the tips of my ears numb and hot.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was watching, Xiao Jingxuan went even further, wrapping his arms tightly around his waist and resting his chin on his forehead.

Chu Huaizhou reacted, pushed him away, and retorted loudly: "Who is waiting for you?"

It seems that as long as he speaks louder and uses a more serious and solemn tone, he can cover up his guilty conscience.

"Who is that little master-master looking at while lying here?" Xiao Jingxuan raised his slightly wild and flamboyant eyebrows.

"Anyway..." Chu Huaizhou seemed to be racking his brains for words, and finally said stiffly and dryly: "I didn't look at you."

Xiao Jingxuan knew that his junior uncle would not admit it, and that if he continued to question him, it would only backfire.

He held the wooden box in his hand and shook it in front of Chu Huaizhou's eyes, "Uncle Junior Master, Luo Cha Su, take this as an apology, okay?"

Xiao Jingxuan's voice has always been pleasant to hear, just like all things that grow freely but are used to being flamboyant and not restrained.

And now, like a closed and warm glass cover, the two were very close to each other, and their voices were not loud, but low, and they actually sounded a little coaxing and helpless.

"Although I don't know why Junior Master is angry, it's my fault after all..."