Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

"Ahem..." Chu Huaizhou coughed twice, pressed his shoulder and pushed him, "Put me down first."

"Oh, oh, okay." Xiao Jingxuan reacted, smiled, and carefully put the person down, "Watch out for your legs."

He didn't dare to use any strength on his left leg and limped forward two steps, leaving two deep and shallow footprints on the snow.

"Is this a camellia tree? I can't say for sure. It should be a camellia tree that has been soaked in demonic energy and transformed into a vine."

Xiao Jingxuan's brain always works well at critical moments, especially when it comes to the word "devil".

His eyes suddenly darkened, and he frowned helplessly, his tone dim and hoarse, "Someone is controlling the demon bone?"

"Uncle Junior, please move back a little. I'll try again."

Xiao Jingxuan flipped his fingers, and light blue spiritual power gathered more and more at his fingertips. A camellia appeared in the air above the Fuguang Palace, with its petals emitting silver light.

Chu Huaizhou was shocked when he saw this scene, and murmured, "Burning Flower Formation?"

"I didn't expect that this kid, who seemed lazy and carefree all day long, had already cultivated his Taoism to such a level."

His eyes turned slightly, the light floating in the purple and black, revealing a rare look of approval.

A strong wind suddenly arose between heaven and earth, the rain and snow fell even harder, and the flowers condensed in the air by magic began to bloom more vigorously.

Xiao Jingxuan's eyes widened, golden light flashed in his ice-green pupils, and he supported his palms on the ground, and a huge magic circle slowly fell down.

Chu Huaizhou had never come across such a magic array before, and didn't quite understand its power. He hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and asked -

"How powerful is your Burning Flower Formation? It covers such a wide area, will it destroy the Fuguang Palace as well?"

"What should we do then?"

Xiao Jingxuan raised his chin proudly, smiling with his eyebrows curved, "Don't worry, Junior Master, I know my limits."

Then, he changed his mind and thought again, "If it is really destroyed, it seems that it would be nice for Junior Master to go back to live in the Dream Fairy Coffin with me."

Before the burning flower formation fell completely, a dazzling blue-white light burst out from the vines, blinding the two men.

Xiao Jingxuan raised his sleeves to cover his eyes and vaguely heard someone yelling in anger.

"Which little bastard is out there? He dares to launch such an attack without distinguishing between friend and foe?"

The light dimmed, and the sight was restored. The two looked at each other in surprise, "That was the Frost Flower Technique? Was the Master in there?"

"That powerful, angry duck voice just now... seems like the Pavilion Master is also in there?"

Xiao Jingxuan's scalp went numb and his heart suddenly turned cold. Damn it, he almost got into a huge disaster.

He immediately stepped forward, kicked the huge vine hard, and asked loudly and earnestly: "Master! Are you in there?"

Under the vines, it seemed as if a life-and-death struggle was taking place, and the clanging of weapons colliding with each other was endless.

"Master! How is the situation over there? Is there anything we can help you with outside?"

"No need." Yun Huai's breath was a little weak. It seemed that his opponent was no ordinary person.

"Just stay outside and don't use any more overly powerful formations that would cause me trouble for no reason."

"Also, Master, who on earth is so blind that he dares to attack Fuguang Palace at night?"

After waiting for a while, Yun Huai's panting voice came, "It's Your Excellency Ning You."

It was a pity that the sound was too small and was surrounded by layers of vines, so it could not reach the ears of the two people outside.

Xiao Jingxuan found a smooth stone, helped his junior uncle to sit down, and then he sat down obediently.

"Junior Master, are you seriously injured?" He was pulling out the thorns on the vine out of boredom, his eyes falling on his bloody ankle.

Chu Huaizhou put his two fingers together, chanted a spell to stop the bleeding, and gently placed them on the wound, "It's okay, it will heal in a few days."

"Well..." He tore off a piece of cloth from his body, "It's better to bandage it anyway."

The two of them sat here for a long time, and Xiao Jingxuan pulled out all the thorns on the branches of a vine.

He kicked the snow in anger, stood up suddenly, and said, "No, I can't just sit there and wait. I'm almost falling asleep."

As he spoke, he patted his cheeks in a very serious manner, yawned, and a few drops of physiological tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes.

Chu Huaizhou's eyes were slightly red, and he probably yawned quietly, "Then what do you want to do? Senior Brother won't let you move."

"Besides, we are outside the vines. If we launch an attack, we might accidentally injure our senior brother and the Pavilion Master if we are not careful."

Xiao Jingxuan scratched his already messy black hair twice, seeming to be very distressed as he had not come up with any good plan.

He muttered to himself, trying to think of a solution. "These vines have been demonized, so they are not afraid of any magical attacks, and their vitality is extremely tenacious."

Chu Huaizhou's eyebrows suddenly raised slightly, and his eyes flashed for a few moments, "No, they should be afraid of fire magic."

“Although they have been refined by the devil bones, the essence of these vines is still the camellia tree, which belongs to the wood element.”

"That's right!" Xiao Jingxuan patted his head, "My junior master is studying fire magic. I just need to use the Xuanji fan and add a little wind. No matter what vines they are, they will all die for me."

Realizing that he had said something indecent, he smiled and leaned closer, asking earnestly, "How come Junior Master is so smart?"

Chu Huaizhou didn't buy his tricks and glanced away with a hint of disdain, "Slippery tongue."

He closed his eyes lightly, used his fingers as a staff, chanted a spell, and a bright golden light emanated from his fingertips.

The flames were fiery red on the outside and light blue in the center, and they were unstoppable, burning straight towards the vines that were baring their fangs and claws.

Xiao Jingxuan summoned the Xuanji fan and was about to fly up into the sky, but at the critical moment, his hand was entangled by vines.

The barb dug deeply into his wrist, causing him to gasp in pain, and he did not let go of the Xuan Ji Fan as it wished.

The vine, which had a half consciousness, seemed to be angry and became even thicker, almost wrapping around half of his arm.

As the vines slowly tightened, the barbs penetrated almost into the bone marrow, and blood and pieces of flesh fell onto the pure white snow.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Xiao Jingxuan's forehead, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it was so cold that it made people shudder.

He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, "You are actually afraid of the Xuanji Fan? You want me to drop it? Impossible."

His pupils were dim and unclear, and his low and hoarse words seemed to restrain a ferocious beast.

It seemed as if it would break out of the seal at any time and bite people's throats. It was hard to tell which was more terrifying, this person or the vine spirit.

"Junior Master." Xiao Jingxuan turned to face Chu Huaizhou and tried hard to force out a relaxed and indifferent smile.

"Catch the Xuanji fan. It's afraid of it. Don't hesitate. Fan it as hard as you can!"

He put his hands together and cast a spell, "My instrument Xuanji obeys my command. Seeing Uncle Master is like seeing me. Heed my command!"

The bamboo fan was thrown into the air, and Chu Huaizhou stepped up. Suddenly, dozens of vines grew out of the ground and grew upwards at a brutal speed.

“Ah…” Chu Huaizhou’s calf was quickly entangled, adding new wounds to the old ones. He groaned in pain, “Damn it!”

Before his fingertips touched the fan handle, the thin vine pricked his fingertips and wrapped around the Xuanji fan.

“Ahhhh——” The Xuanji Fan suddenly burst into a deafening scream.

"What the hell is this thing? It pricks my whole body and makes me hurt? How dare you prick me with a needle? You are tired of living!"

"Stop talking nonsense and respond to my call." Xiao Jingxuan said gritting his teeth, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.

He clenched his fist as he cast a spell, and a flash of cold light appeared.

The bamboo fan that had been closed immediately opened up, shaking the vines into pieces, turning them into green powder that scattered between heaven and earth.