Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Pushing open the door of the ordinary-looking wing room, one discovers an extremely elegant calligraphy and painting room. The walls are hung with famous paintings from all over the world, and behind the screen is a jade piece that looks like emerald green glass.

They were priceless and all real. Xiao Jingxuan took a quick glance and noticed the third layer and three compartments of the shelf. Although they were smooth, they were the only fakes in the room.

Under the bright moonlight, it shines brightly and dazzlingly. The real ones next to it are even inferior to it. The neck of the bottle is smooth, which means it is often played with and touched by people.

Sure enough, the next moment, he half-limped towards Wang Yuanwai, staggered forward, wrapped his arms around the bottle, and gently twisted the thin neck.

"Clang, clang." The murals of tigers and foxes depicting a loving mother slowly turned inward with the sound, and an eerie chill that penetrated the bones instantly rushed out.

The candle lamps hanging on the wall lit up in response, and were influenced by the cold air, dancing on the thin ice-covered wall, flickering and flickering.

This is actually a secret room in another space covered with ice and snow! Low temperatures can slow down the decay of corpses. If they are properly preserved and supported by spiritual power, they can even be kept from decaying forever, and their appearance will remain forever.

Wang Yuanwai held the pills in both hands and ran quickly and carefully. His back looked like a sneaky thief, and he kept muttering frantically, "Mom, mom, don't worry, I will definitely save you."

Just as his figure disappeared in the narrow passage, the mural stone wall began to slowly turn outwards. Xiao Jingxuan hurriedly said, "Uncle Junior Master, the door seems to be about to close. Shall we go in?"

Chu Huaizhou hesitated for a moment. This was a closed space. If Wang Yuanwai's madness was just a disguise, then if he went in, he would be caught in a jar.

"You stay outside, I'll go in and take a look." He glanced at Xiao Jingxuan and said lightly, "If something unexpected happens, it will be convenient for someone to take care of you."

"No, Junior Uncle-Master, you have consumed too much spiritual energy just now. Let me go in first this time?" Let me clear all obstacles for you.

"Forget it." Chu Huaizhou sighed as if in compromise, and the next moment his slender and warm palm lightly fell on Xiao Jingxuan's waist and pulled it up.

He stared blankly at the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of him, and felt a breeze brushing across his ears. The noise quieted down, and it was as if a sudden rain fell in his ears. Everything in his vision, hearing, and touch was related to his junior master.

At the last moment when the stone door was about to close, the two of them slipped in using their light Kung Fu skills.

As soon as Xiao Jingxuan's feet touched the ground, Chu Huaizhou immediately withdrew his hand, curled up his index finger uncomfortably, and coughed softly against his lower lip: "I can't persuade you, so come in and join us."

In the narrow passage, the lights were dim, and the cold and sharp face was divided into two extremes. Half of it was illuminated by the warm yellow candlelight, which made it look gentler, and the other half was shrouded in gloomy darkness, making it even colder than usual.

Xiao Jingxuan murmured, "Young Master..." His voice was filled with emotions that he himself couldn't explain, like a child acting coquettishly with an adult, or like the sticky and gentle sweet words between Taoist lovers.

Chu Huaizhou felt uncomfortable being stared at. His long, soft eyelashes trembled, and he strode forward as if escaping. "Now that you're already inside, there's nothing to say. Just go inside and take a look."

The pale green color looked lonely and cold in the dim environment, and the figure seemed to have walked through many years in such a dark corridor.

The deeper you go, the colder the gusts of cold air become. The thin shoulders of the person next to you tremble slightly, which is the body's reaction after being suppressed.

Xiao Jingxuan rubbed his arms around his chest and shivered several times on purpose. His teeth kept chattering and colliding, and he was trembling with cold.

"Little... Little Master, do you feel... it's getting colder?... A-choo... hiss... It's so cold."

After saying that, he sneezed twice and his pace slowly slowed down.

Chu Huaizhou clenched his hands, which were half hidden under his wide sleeves, into fists. His fingertips were numb from the cold and his palms were cold.

He has always been afraid of cold, but now that his spiritual power is exhausted, he really can't open the cold-proof formation. He just gritted his teeth and said calmly: "I'm fine, it's not too cold."

"If you're very cold..." He glanced at the black-clad young man who was shrinking his neck and hunching his shoulders, and casually said, "Then you can set up a cold-proof formation for yourself."

"Yeah, okay." Xiao Jingxuan agreed, and a light blue barrier enveloped the two of them, with tiny silver spots of light flowing down from the top.

It's like thousands of stars falling, so beautiful.

Human gaze is always uncontrollable and will be attracted by beautiful things. Chu Huaizhou turned his head and looked with some surprise. The scattered light fell into his eyes, illuminating his tender and sparkling light purple pupils.

Xiao Jingxuan saw all of his gazes. It turned out that the cold and aloof Yunlan Immortal Venerable, who stood beyond the nine heavens and was untainted by the worldly wind and snow, would also show a side of the weak in a corner where no one could see him. He needed protection, comfort, and even love.

He secretly peeked at Chu Huaizhou's profile, a tiny silver halo circling his face, and couldn't help but ask, "Little Master? Does it look good?"

Chu Huaizhou immediately looked like a child who had done something wrong and was caught by an adult. Fear and panic flashed across his face for a moment, and he coldly criticized: "It's a useless move."

In fact, he liked it in his heart, like a shooting star across the night sky, or like camellia flowers falling all over the sky.

Seeing him so flustered, Xiao Jingxuan was delighted from the bottom of his heart. He secretly rejoiced for a while, then pretended to be disappointed and said, "If Junior Master-Uncle doesn't like it, I can just change him."

"No need." Chu Huaizhou barely thought about it, and quickly grabbed his hand that was about to cast a spell, and responded seriously and casually: "Pinching the barrier and reopening it will consume more spiritual power, so let it be, that's all."

This was the best way he could think of to express his love without losing face.

Xiao Jingxuan naturally would not expose him, nor did he mean to oppose him. He just grabbed Chu Huaizhou's sleeve, curled his lips and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Junior Uncle."

Chu Huaizhou did not shake him off. He still had a stern face, his eyes moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled, his heart beat violently, and his steps did not stop.

Xiao Jingxuan hoped very much that this dim corridor could be longer and longer, so that they could walk like this for a while longer and longer.

God did not support him. Just as he made this wish, the sound of Mr. Wang's collapse echoed in the cold and silent air.

“Ahhhh! Why is it still not working?! You guys lied to me! You must have lied to me! I will kill all the unfaithful men in the world who are disrespectful to their wives, unloving to their children, and disrespectful to their elders! Ahhhhh!”

The two of them looked at each other subconsciously, then quickly chased after him.