Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

"Why?" Although Xiao Jingxuan asked this question unconvincedly, the daggers in his hands had already been honestly put back into the scabbards at his waist.

The man leaning against the eaves of the corridor wore a bamboo hat with a veil, and his face was not very clear. He stood in the wind, his clothes fluttering, and his figure was as graceful as jade, like a god.

"I don't know why, but I have tried many times but never caught up." He put a few cold moon-white knuckles on the edge of the blackened bamboo hat and took off the white veil on it.

He exhaled quietly, and a light white mist condensed under the swaying yellow warm light, "You should rest for a while."

His long black hair was half tied up by a jade hairpin. His cold and jade-like face had a hint of sadness between his brows. His complexion was unnaturally pale, but it added a bit of morbid beauty. His moon-white and silver robe made him look particularly elegant, and his straight back felt tough and arrogant.

This was the Chu Huaizhou that Xiao Jingxuan had been searching for for several days, who else could it be? !

Both of them were stunned when their eyes met. The flickering candlelight softened the stiff lines of Chu Huaizhou's face, making him look much gentler.

"Junior Master!" Xiao Jingxuan's first reaction was not to bow, but to open his arms, wanting to embrace the person in front of him who was as beautiful as the moon.

Chu Huaizhou was also frightened by him. He dodged his hands slightly and shouted in shock and shame: "Xiao Jingxuan! What do you want to do?!"

Xiao Jingxuan came back to his senses from his surprise, daze and silly smile, and quickly put down his arms: No hugging, no hugging, this guy doesn't like to be hugged.

Storytellers often say that there are two jade-like beings on the top of the blue clouds. One is the supreme leader, Yu Changfeng, and the other is the cold and arrogant Yunlan Immortal, Chu Huaizhou.

Most of the women who came up the mountain claiming to be practicing Taoism came here because they believed in the words. The braver ones tried to harass the sect leader Yu Changfeng many times, but when their efforts failed, they were beaten with a stick and expelled from the sect.

It is impossible for the sect leader with great martial arts skills to do that, and that good-for-nothing Yunlan Immortal Venerable can't do anything to them even if he takes a peek, right?

With such a fluke mentality, a group of female disciples prepared to attack Fuguang Hall in a dark and windy night. As a result, they were beaten with bruises all over their bodies and were on the verge of death by the whip formation set up in advance by Chu Huaizhou. If it weren't for the loud noise, Yun Huai Immortal Venerable arrived in time and even their bodies were nowhere to be found.

Because of its immense power and brutality, it was later forbidden to form this formation in private. As a result, no one dared to risk their lives just to see a handsome man. Immortal Master Yunlan seemed to have lost his protective shell and could only allow himself to be bullied.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingxuan felt bitter and guilty. He clasped his fists and bowed respectfully, saying, "Uncle Junior Master."

Chu Huaizhou was silent for a while, his brows slightly knitted in confusion, and coldly lifted his elbow and said indifferently: "Why are you in this wilderness?"

Xiao Jingxuan smiled, with a flickering candlelight in his eyes. He moved closer to him, pursed his lips and said mischievously, "Uncle Master, why do you think I'm here?"

"I don't know why." Chu Huaizhou lowered his head and put the veil into his Qiankun bag, predicting in advance: "I'm not interested in guessing."

"Oh." Xiao Jingxuan seemed to have a hint of disappointment, and said in a whisper, "Disciple is here for Junior Master."

Chu Huaizhou's face, hidden in the dark, showed a bit of surprise, then a barely perceptible blush. He shook his sleeves unnaturally, his voice still calm and confident, "Come for me?"

He stood alone under the dark red lantern. He was handsome and cold, not gentle and bright. When he said this, his brows looked even more fierce.

Xiao Jingxuan turned his not-so-smart brain around, raised his finger and pointed at the wind, lighting up another broken lantern, "Nephew, come and help Junior Uncle."

Chu Huaizhou's handsome face was exposed to the bright light. He leaned back as if afraid of the light and asked calmly, "How did you know I was in Yuyu Town?"

"My master told me." Xiao Jingxuan's slightly frowned brows tightened even more. "My junior uncle said that this is Yuyu Town?"

The two were clearly in a fairly prosperous mountain village, but at night, not a single light was seen. The pale ghost lights lingering in the distant mountains were clearly visible.

Chu Huaizhou actually smiled, that smile was a bit teasing and smug, his voice tone unconsciously rose a few notches, "This is of course Yuyu Village."

It was strange. He acted like a jerk on purpose today, but Junior Master-Uncle didn't scold him. Instead, he patiently repeated what he had just said.

There was a faint smell of pus and blood in the air, with a slight stench mixed with the fragrance of a strange poison. Xiao Jingxuan held his breath and glanced at Chu Huaizhou.

The latter still had a stern face, holding an indifferent and arrogant attitude, and seemed not to notice anything unusual. He asked back: "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about something very serious." Xiao Jingxuan smiled with his eyes narrowed, as harmless as he could be, and he looked like a completely innocent person.

"What?" Chu Huaizhou took the initiative to move closer to him and asked in a low voice: "What serious matter is this? Can you tell Uncle Master?"

"Hmph, for example, is this Yuyu Town or Yuyu Village?" He sneered, his voice dark and gloomy.

The person next to him panicked for a moment, then immediately calmed down and returned to his indifferent expression: "Silly nephew, this is of course Yuyu Village."

"Oh, really? I have another question." Xiao Jingxuan's narrowed eyes faded away, and when he opened them again, they were cold, sharp, cruel and violent: "Are you my junior uncle?"

The voice was cold and eerie, but also a little funny, and everything close to him couldn't help but tremble. "I, I am naturally your uncle, nephew, please don't joke with me. I am a timid uncle, afraid of..."

Xiao Jingxuan didn't waste any more words with him. He raised his hand at lightning speed, grabbed the mountain monster's neck, and slammed him against the thick tree trunk.

With a palm strike filled with spiritual power, the monster was beaten back to its original form. Its moon-silver clothes fell off, revealing a nightmare beast with blue scales.

Probably because his throat was pinched hard, he was shaking his head and sneezing and coughing, with saliva and snot all over the floor. He looked at Xiao Jingxuan resentfully, turned around and ran away.

"Don't run!" Xiao Jingxuan pinched his tiny tail, "Where is my junior master?"

The little beast's eyes bulged with a hint of anger and more fear, but it had no intention of compromising.

Xiao Jingxuan made a cutting gesture in a threatening manner and said in a cold voice: "If you don't take me to find him, I will cut off your tail."

The Nightmare Beast is a very common monster that feeds on all kinds of nightmares. It can be said to be a creature that complements humans.

The bad thing is that this little thing prefers to play tricks on people. If it has a higher level of cultivation, it will transform into the person you have in mind, just to make it easier to tease and intimidate you.

And their lifelong cultivation is contained in this glowing tail, which is similar to the inner elixir of the demon race.

The little animal whimpered and kept making noises, probably cursing. Judging from the tone, the curses were pretty dirty.

"Scolding is useless." Xiao Jingxuan picked him up and shook him maliciously: "If you have never seen him, you can't imitate him so realistically. You almost fooled me."