Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

The Xuanji fan collided everywhere in the air, and it kept screaming in a shrill voice, cursing like a shrew.

"How dare you, you dead tree branch, poke my beautiful fan with your thorns!"

"Xiao Jingxuan! Why don't you burn it to death? What are you keeping it for? For the New Year?!"

"Are you blind, or are you just stupid and lacking in intelligence? Isn't that fire? You can't burn me to death."

The three of them all looked in the direction of the fire, and saw the trembling flame that seemed to be lingering in the damp snow and wind, unable to be extinguished.

"How about I fan some wind?" Xuanji Fan dodged the attack of the vines while creating a hurricane.

The strong wind was mixed with ice and snow, making it impossible to open one's eyes. Before it even touched the flame, the light flickered twice.

Completely extinguished...

Xuanji Shan was stunned: "What's going on? Didn't you say you were going to fan the flames? Why is it useless at the critical moment?"

Chu Huaizhou: "... idiot..."

Xiao Jingxuan: "...Idiot! Don't mess with me!"

"How did I cause trouble?" Good intentions were not rewarded, and Xuanji Fan was so angry that smoke came out of her head.

"I just want to help you, right? You are such a heartless little bastard."

Xiao Jingxuan was also very angry at the moment, and these words were just shooting him in the face.

"Stop talking nonsense. This thing is a camellia tree that has been demonized. Do you have any way to deal with it?"

"Camellia tree? If it's wood and not even afraid of the magic fire, what can I do?"

Perhaps he was so angry that he lost his mind. He struggled and turned his wrist.

Because he used too much force, his muscles tensed and the blood and flesh caught by the barbs fell off his arm.

"Ah!" Xiao Jingxuan screamed in pain, his face covered in cold sweat, looking cold yet unusually handsome.

"Hehe, after all, you are a demonized camellia tree. You can't be just this capable of pestering me, right?"

His various sarcasm and ridicule made the black mist emitted by the vines become thicker and thicker, rolling straight into the sky.

Chu Huaizhou returned to the ground, summoned his halberd, turned around and swung it into the air, cutting all the vines that were attacking him in half.

"What good will it do you to anger them with your words?"

The vines twisted and tightened because of the pain, and Xiao Jingxuan's arm was entangled even tighter.

"Ahhhh!" The pain brought to him by the curved barbs is indelible.

He drew the dagger from his waist with his other hand, intending to cut off his left hand and save his life.

Chu Huaizhou was quick-witted and threw the Qiankai Halberd accurately, knocking the dagger out of his hand. "Want to cut off my arm? Are you crazy?"

Xiao Jingxuan's pale face was stained with blood, and his dark, icy-green eyes narrowed and became cold, like a ghost born from purgatory.

But what Chu Huaizhou saw was that pair of misty eyes, cold and painful, with a look that had lost focus, and a smile still on the thin lips.

The voice trembled in the wind, "Master Junior, I'm not crazy, it just hurts too much."

He was entangled by the vines and forced to float in mid-air. When his thin eyelids drooped, they were filled with confusion and pain.

Chu Huaizhou was furious. He raised his hand to recall the Qianjiaji, turned around with the halberd on his back, and swung his graceful body towards the thick roots of the vine.

In the dark night sky, the fire of Tao is endless, and the flashes of swords and shadows of sabers are like scattered stars.

The halberd's light was sharp, like the white sun covering the clouds; the sword's shadows swirled, like a hundred dazzling flowers.

In an instant, there were a series of shocking explosions, broken vines were blown away, sand and rocks flew everywhere, and a cloud of smoke and dust filled the sky and the earth.

Xiao Jingxuan finally relaxed, and Chu Huaizhou stepped forward and hugged him, "How are you now? Does it still hurt?"

The vine was still wrapped around his arm. Xiao Jingxuan leaned on his shoulder and tried hard to force out a miserable and weak smile.

"It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore." This is because the pain has become numb and I have no feeling anymore.

"It's best if you're okay." Chu Huaizhou kissed his forehead calmly, as if it was just an accidental touch.

The smoke and dust had not yet completely dissipated, and new and vigorous vines broke through the air, trying to pierce Xiao Jingxuan's chest.

Chu Huaizhou urged the Qiankai Halberd to spin rapidly in front of the two of them, and the silver-blue light formed an invisible barrier.

The silver light emanating from the halberd dispersed the dust in the air, and those dusts were not only intact but even became thicker.

Xuanji Shan cut off another vine and cursed viciously, "What the hell is this? It's not even broken yet?"

While it was distracted, the cunning vine twisted around behind it and whipped it hard.

Fortunately, the Xuanji fan's divine light protected him. The vine was burned so hard that black smoke came out. He shook it off, but instead of stealing the chicken, he suffered a loss and quickly retracted it.

But even so, Xuanji Fan was still hurt by the beating, and without thinking, he cursed: "Fuck you!"

"Believe it or not, I will dig up your soil, uproot you, and make it impossible for you to stand in this world! You will have no place to be buried after death!"

"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit me, your grandpa? Even you, the Demon Lord, have to respect me! You are so bold!"

Xiao Mo Jing Zun Xuan: “…………” When have I ever respected you more than a little?

Chu Huaizhou put one hand around his shoulders, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, "There is no place to bury your body after death."

He kept muttering to himself, "The dead have no place to be buried. Plants grow from the soil, and camellia trees grow by the water."

He raised his eyes and looked at the roots of the vines. Sure enough, most of them were rooted at the edge of the pond.

For some unknown reason, all the lush and beautiful aquatic irises that filled the pond had withered.

"Although these camellia trees have been demonized, their nature of growing by water has not changed."

"Xiao Jingxuan?" He gently touched the forehead of the person in his arms with his chin, "Can you seal the iris pond?"

His brows were still slightly furrowed. He opened his eyelids and glanced at it indifferently, jokingly saying, "This pond is not small."

"With my injured body, I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult for me to do this. I need Junior Master's help."

Chu Huaizhou's eyes fell on him, and he immediately asked seriously: "How do you want me to help?"

Xiao Jingxuan looked at his clear eyes, suppressed the thoughts in his mind, smiled and shook his head: Forget it, forget it.

"Not for now. I'll try my best." He stood up straight and raised his hand to cast a spell.

Chu Huaizhou held his hand, squeezed it, and uttered only four words with his thin lips, "Don't be stubborn."

"Don't worry, Junior Master." He smiled and broke free from his hand, pretending to be relaxed, "I know what I am doing."

He closed his eyes and chanted a spell, "Water floods thousands of miles, freezing time and space, the poles are still, all things are intact, seal!"

His eyes, hidden under the dim light, set off his sharp and intimidating face.

When both eyes were opened, they were sparkling, thrilling, and cold.

The dark sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, as if they would crash down at any time, and the Iris Pond was frozen.

Chu Huaizhou took the opportunity to swing his halberd and the Xuanji fan on the left and right, cutting off the new vines.

Only old roots that slowly turned yellow were left, no longer showing any signs of life. The green branches coiled around the Fuguang Hall quickly withered and turned into black smoke and dissipated.

"All things are born from water and depend on water. Without water, no one can survive. Why didn't I think of such a good idea?"

The Xuanji fan was like a three-year-old naughty child, floating in the dusty air. "Young Master is still smarter."

Chu Huaizhou didn't have time to pay attention to him. He rushed forward and supported Xiao Jingxuan, who was staggering and whose pupils were out of focus.

"How are you feeling? Are you still awake?"

He fell to the ground, holding the person tightly in his arms. This reversal was too much of a blow to him.

But two hours ago, I was still quarreling with this person, deliberately being stubborn and refusing to talk to him properly.

"Junior Master, I still..." As he spoke, blood foam flowed out of his mouth and he couldn't swallow it back into his stomach.

"Xiao Jingxuan!" The Pavilion Master's loud and excited voice came from the hall.

"I knew you were a bit stubborn! You even managed to destroy Ningyou's Qiyan by accident! It was a lucky coincidence!"

But when he walked out of the gate of Fuguang Hall and brushed away the dust that blocked his vision, he was stunned for a moment.

No? What happened to these two people? Not to mention that they were covered in blood, one of them had his hand almost cut to the bone, and the other had a bloody leg. They could be thrown aside first.

What made people's heart beat faster was that Yun Lan hugged him tightly, seemed to be heartbroken, and his lips seemed to be touching his forehead?

Yu Changfeng rubbed his eyes and looked at the two people in the snow, suspecting that it was an illusion caused by his old eyesight.

"How is Xiao Jingxuan? Did he lose consciousness due to the pain?"