Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan was so stunned that he just stood there stupidly.

His heart suddenly skipped a beat and he quickly loosened his hand that was pinching the other person's neck, and his eyes suddenly opened.

When he drew back the curtain, he could see the silver-white head leaning against his chest, with the hair still dripping with water.

His robe was soaked, and he felt cold in the wet robe. He shivered and finally came to his senses.

She hurriedly pushed him away, her tone becoming even more stern, "Sir, please respect yourself."

He immediately closed his eyes again, "Sir, if you are willing to go with me, you can just nod your head, there is no need to do this."

The musician seemed extremely anxious. He stamped his feet in disappointment and reached out to pat his cheek.

At first, the force could only be considered a light and tender touch, but when he saw that Xiao Jingxuan didn't open his eyes, he increased the force a little.

Xiao Jingxuan thought that he had met a pervert who was popular with both men and women today, and he clenched his hands hanging by his legs.

I advised myself in my heart: Be patient a little longer, all of this is for the sake of saving my junior master-master. Being touched a few times is not a loss-making deal.

The musician was so anxious that he was like an ant on a hot pan, and he turned around twice on the spot.

Then, it finally calmed down slowly, and then Xiao Jingxuan felt someone pulling his clothes down, and a pair of warm lips pressed against him.

When the soft touch touched him, he opened his eyes in shock, and his pupils slowly widened as he looked into the eyes of the pianist...

These gentle dark purple eyes are a beautiful memory that Xiao Jingxuan will never forget for the rest of his life.

The person imprisoned in the southwest wing is not only the famous zither player from the Central Plains, but also the junior uncle that he has been thinking about all the time!

When the other party saw that he had opened his eyes, he slowly loosened his clothes, put down his tiptoes, and moved his lips to the side.

Xiao Jingxuan's voice was sticky and he called out with a nostalgic tone, "Little Master?"

The other person nodded, and he saw the tears flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Jingxuan put his arms around his waist, held the back of his head, and leaned over to kiss him tentatively.

The lips were gentle and sweet, and his nose was filled with the sweet but not greasy scent of his body.

He felt that the calm and self-control he had developed over the years seemed to disappear at this moment and gradually collapse.

Facing his junior master, he felt that he might lose control in this gentle whirlpool at any time.

The tip of his tongue gently moved on the other's lips, and tasted the corners of his mouth. The elegant breath made him unable to stop, and he sank deeper and deeper.

He kissed him tenderly and lovingly, the feeling of being out of control and emotions slowly gathering between his lips and teeth.

After years of longing for each other, we finally meet again.

"Junior Master Uncle... wuuuu... my junior Master Uncle." Xiao Jingxuan couldn't help but choke up with sobs.

Chu Huaizhou responded to him gently, and the tip of his tongue touched the corner of his mouth innocently.

It was this normal response that was both gentle and clumsy, but it drove Xiao Jingxuan crazy, and his lips and teeth were connected.

The fierce aura was like a violent storm, yet also as gentle as a spring breeze, conquering Chu Huaizhou's body and mind.

He kissed her harder, more wantonly, and more deeply, forcing the person in his arms to retreat to the bed.

Xiao Jingxuan raised the corner of his lips with evil intentions, and took the opportunity to hug the person and press him down. Everything was turned upside down, as if only they were left.

When he was about to kiss her again, Chu Huaizhou covered his mouth with his hand, with tears in his eyes, and shook his head in refusal.

No matter how stupid Xiao Jingxuan was, he realized something was wrong at this moment. Why didn't the junior master say a word from beginning to end?

Even when they were kissing just now, no sound was leaked.

Xiao Jingxuan held Chu Huaizhou's face in panic, "Junior Master? Junior Master? Why don't you say anything?"

His pale lips were stained bright red, hot tears welled up in his eyes, and he raised a sad and broken smile.

He stretched out his fingertips and touched the shell of his ear, his lips opened and closed but no sound came out.

Fortunately, Xiao Jingxuan was a bit of a novice in lip reading. "They made you unable to speak or hear anything?"

He clenched his fists and pounded them hard on the bed in anger, with coldness and frost in his eyes.

"Damn it! If these two people fall into my hands in the future, I will make sure they wish they were dead!"

Chu Huaizhou clenched his fist, and stroked the protruding hand bones with his fingertips, his eyes filled with tenderness soaked in longing.

Xiao Jingxuan reacted immediately, raised his eyelids and looked at him, tilting his head, "Puppet control technique?"

Good at string puppets. Although the person who kidnapped Junior Master Uncle was Ning You, now it seems that Yu Huai is the mastermind behind it.

Xiao Jingxuan had anticipated such an outcome.

Elder Yu Huai himself is not difficult to deal with, but his puppetry is a bit annoying and he can control the consciousness of hundreds of people in an instant.

To prevent this chaos from happening and solve the problem effectively.

Under the guidance of the Xuanji fan, Xiao Jingxuan read ancient books, suffered the pain of being eaten by thousands of ants, and finally mastered the technique to crack the code.

Xiao Jingxuan thought with great gratitude: Fortunately, I endured the pain at that time, and fortunately, I succeeded with perseverance.

He lowered his head and pressed his nose against his, rubbing it affectionately, then pulled his junior uncle up and sat cross-legged on the bed, facing each other.

"In this vast world, there is no worry or hindrance. Coming and going are like the wind. I am content and happy."

When Xiao Jingxuan opened his eyes, all the blood-red puppet threads connected to Chu Huaizhou were revealed.

He said coldly: "Unchain them and kill them!"

The blood-red fishing line was cut, Xiao Jingxuan raised a faint smile, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His entire mouth and throat were filled with a strong smell of blood, and he swallowed the blood back into his stomach in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

The corners of his lips pulled up into an even brighter smile, and he supported himself on the bed with one hand, "Little Master, try calling my name."

Chu Huaizhou held his shoulders, and his haunted eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.

"Ah...Xiao...Jingxuan..."

I don’t know how many years it has been since Junior Master-Uncle spoke. His voice is so hoarse, like gravel paper.

"I'm here, Junior Master. From now on, I will always be here and will never leave you again."

Chu Huaizhou seemed to be extremely disgusted with his own unpleasant voice. He pursed his lips tightly and just shook his head vigorously.

Xiao Jingxuan smiled again and reached out to brush away the messy hair on his face, "Uncle Junior Master, I'm fine."

He swallowed all the blood, endured the pain in his chest, stood up, spread his arms and turned around twice.

"Look, it's fine."

As early as several years ago, Xiao Jingxuan had already acquired the power of a grandmaster. Although Yu Huai was not as good as him, his attainments in puppetry were perfect.

He forcibly broke his control technique and cut his puppet threads without changing his expression, but in fact he still felt a little overwhelmed.

After Chu Huaizhou took a bath, he was covered with a thin veil. The tip of his nose, the corners of his eyes and his chin were all red, and there were still some tears in his eyes.

Xiao Jingxuan touched his eyelids with his fingertips and laughed softly, "Uncle Junior Master, you are so pitiful like this."

"How... did you find me?" Chu Huaizhou hugged him, and the hug posture made it impossible for him to see his tears.

He opened his mouth slightly and tears flowed silently but uncontrollably, like a gushing spring that couldn't be stopped.

Xiao Jingxuan felt like he was about to be overwhelmed by happiness. His junior uncle, who had been separated from him for several years, had become so proactive.

Not only did she throw herself into his arms the moment they met, she also took the initiative to kiss him just now, and now they were hugging each other so excitedly.

"Ahem." Xiao Jingxuan raised his hand and patted his head, his expression returning to seriousness.

"By chance, I met the young man on the street today. He was the one who was clamoring to find Xue Yinghuai after the evil spirit entered his body at the inn."

"Su Xingzhu?"

"Master Junior knows him?"

"Well, after coming to Southern Xinjiang, I saw him several times around Xue Yinghuai."

"He seems to have lost his memory. Anyway, he doesn't remember anything about the demonic energy entering his body."

"He told you I was here?" Chu Huaizhou slowly let go of his shoulders, with tear marks still visible on his cheeks.

"No, he just won't say anything." Xiao Jingxuan hugged the man back and rested his chin on his forehead. "I saw it."

"Have you cultivated spiritual eyes?" Chu Huaizhou opened his eyes wide, sat up from his arms, and stared in disbelief.

"Well, it was a coincidence." Xiao Jingxuan stroked his very thin back with slightly protruding bones.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Master Junior has become so thin. Did they treat you badly?"

The tears that wet his collar seemed to be hot and burned his whole body, making his throat dry and unable to speak.

He closed his eyes and hugged his junior uncle in his arms, not daring to think about how he had gotten through those years.

How did this person, who was cold and proud, had a cold and indifferent temperament and was gentle to everyone, survive at the hands of those two beasts?

"It's not a matter of good or bad. To them, I am no longer a fellow disciple, but a prisoner of war."

The mental torture never stopped, but the food was never bad. Chu Huaizhou said calmly, "I just have a poor appetite."

Xiao Jingxuan shamelessly asked, "Miss me?"

Chu Huaizhou met his eyes and responded softly, "Yeah."

With such a simple affirmation, Junior Master Uncle got a Taoist partner who was completely turned into stone while sitting on the bed.

He originally thought that his junior master-master would be as twisted and awkward about love matters as he was a few years ago, avoiding talking about it and refusing to admit it even at death.

But I never thought that my junior uncle would admit it so openly with red earlobes.

Looking down at his junior master-master who was shy but not shy, Xiao Jingxuan really wanted to swallow him up.

Then he thought of a practical problem, his eyes flickered dimly, "Little Master, I'm afraid I can't take you away from here for the time being."

"I didn't cut off all the puppet strings that Yu Huai had put in your body, in order to avoid arousing his suspicion."

"Only one is left, but it won't have much impact on Junior Master Uncle..." Xiao Jingxuan looked at him sincerely and nervously.

Chu Huaizhou nodded, "Even if you want to take me away by force today, I will not go with you."

"Outside this corridor, there are puppet mechanisms set up by Yu Huai. If he doesn't lead the way, it will be difficult for you and me to get out with just our strength."

She reached out and stroked the top of his head, saying affirmatively and gratifiedly, "You've done a good job. You've thought things through and taken the overall situation into consideration. You've matured a lot."

Xiao Jingxuan smiled shyly, his eyes darkened, and his lips, which were slightly red and swollen from being rubbed, moved. Just when he was about to speak, his mouth was suddenly covered by his junior uncle's hand.

He tilted his head in confusion, staring at Chu Huaizhou with smiling eyes, unwilling to move away for a moment, not wanting to miss any slightest expression.

There was a slight rustling sound outside the door, followed by a cold and strange voice, "Senior Brother Yunlan, have you rested yet?"

Chu Huaizhou's Adam's apple moved slightly and he subconsciously wanted to answer, but fortunately Xiao Jingxuan was quick to cover his mouth as well.

The person outside the door was Xue Yinghuai, but for some reason, his voice had changed so much that he sounded like neither a human nor a ghost.

He waited a long time for a response, and his shoulders, which were slightly raised due to nervousness, slowly relaxed.

"Now that we have rested, this is the best opportunity." He said with a sharp and strange laugh.

It sounded like the giggle of a child, or the resentful howl of a ghost, making one's scalp tingle and one's back feel cold.