Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan stole the show in class. When he was eating at Shuweitang, he heard many people pointing at him and whispering about this matter.

Ye Cijing held the lunch box, bumped his elbow, and smiled carelessly, "Senior Brother Xiao, would you like to sit down and eat together?"

He didn't say anything, but silently moved a seat inside and poked the meat slices in the bowl. There were already four or five pieces of greasy fat meat stacked on one chopstick.

Oh, what should I do to make the junior master uncle let down his guard and believe that he has reformed and turned from evil to good?

Ye Cijing ate very quickly, but he could only be ranked second at the top of the Biluo Cloud Peak, while the first one was sitting next to him, racking his brains in deep thought.

"Chuchu..." The person next to him, who was full and satisfied, accidentally made two pig-like sounds, which shocked everyone.

Ye Cijing scratched his head and smiled naively, then nodded towards the gaze that was cast upon him, "Senior Brother Xiao, why are you eating so slowly today?"

Xiao Jingxuan was feeling annoyed, so he ignored him, took the fat off the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of pickled mustard tuber and chewed it dry. He almost vomited because of the saltiness.

"Tsk tsk, look at your state." Ye Cijing was amazed and touched his chin pretending to be smart, "Are you thinking some boyish or girlish thoughts?"

Shuweitang was very quiet at night, with only occasional whispers coming from the corners. When Ye Cijing howled, almost everyone's eyes turned in his direction.

The sunny and cheerful thirty-year-old ghost was embarrassed by him and hit him on the head with the chopsticks, "Shut up and stop talking nonsense."

After much thought, Xiao Jingxuan came to no avail and finally compromised and decided to seek help from outside. He bumped into Ye Cijing's elbow.

He lost control of his strength and knocked his brother over, knocking him down under the table. He was confused and asked, "Brother Xiao, what are you doing?"

Xiao Jingxuan suppressed his laughter, covered his face with his hands and waved his hands repeatedly, saying faintly, "It's okay, it's okay, my hands just shook a little accidentally."

In this blue sky, Ye Cijing has the closest relationship with him. Just by exchanging glances, they can know what evil intentions the other is harboring.

The man in the dark purple sect robes crawled to his feet, brushing off the invisible dust, "Your dull eyes mean something must be wrong!"

Xiao Jingxuan: “…………”

Ye Cijing put his arm around his shoulder and began to talk nonsense: "Aren't we the best in the world? Is there anything you can't tell me, your best friend?"

If he really was that heartless 19-year-old, he might have told everything.

It is not an easy task to pua a big devil who is in his thirties and has lived two lives. It takes a lot of brainpower and words, but people are still unmoved.

Xiao Jingxuan glanced at him indifferently, took his arm away with disdain, and said, "Who would be the best in the world with you?"

He had a beautiful fantasy. If he had to be best friends with someone in the world, it would only be...his junior master-master who was as cold as the clear frost in the sky.

Ye Cijing seemed to be choked for a moment, and withdrew his hand, still laughing, "Then the second best in the world."

Xiao Jingxuan frowned and said angrily, "Who wants to be nice to you?"

Ye Cijing changed his tone to earnest, "If you really have something bothering you, tell me and I'll help you find a solution. It's better than just keeping your head down..."

"Do I look like a bit of a bad person?" Xiao Jingxuan suddenly said something out of the blue, interrupting him.

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Ye Cijing lowered his head and could only mutter in his heart, "Not at all. With your pair of snake-like green eyes, you don't look like a good person at all."

He scratched his head guiltily, then touched his forehead, waved his hand flatteringly, "Of course... not, Senior Brother Xiao, you look like the best and kindest person."

"Because of my eyes?" After all, Xiao Jingxuan was no longer really nineteen years old, and he told the real reason without any emotion.

Ye Cijing stopped laughing and stared at him nervously, "Senior Brother Xiao... don't think too much..."

He sneered. Xiao Jingxuan's popularity was actually not that good, because he was born with a pair of ice-green eyes, which were dark and cold, and could make people's scalps numb at a glance.

When he was young, he was regarded as an unlucky person in the small village. People bullied and humiliated him. Even on the top of the blue sky, many disciples still avoided him like the plague.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a living plague god.

But could Junior Master-Uncle be... such a superficial and simple person?

Xiao Jingxuan was a little irritated, and his steps became faster and faster. A chill was emanating from his body, and with his eyes, he looked no different from a mountain monster in the semi-grey and semi-dark evening.

People who are not familiar with each other will take a detour when they see them.

In addition to Bai Songlan, who is also regarded as an unlucky person, there is also Bai Songlan, who has the fate of the Seven Killing Stars and is born on the day when his family and country will be destroyed.

"Xiao Jingxuaner," a charming voice came at the same time, he felt someone patted his left shoulder, turned his head to look, and found that there was no one there.

"Hahaha, after so many days, little Jingxuaner is still fooled by this method. Hahaha, so cute."

This time, a bold and heroic female voice came into my right ear, and my right shoulder and arm were pinched by soft, boneless fingers.

A chill ran down his spine, but Xiao Jingxuan's frown relaxed a little.

He cooperated with her, shaking his head left and right, his tone filled with helplessness and dependence, "Okay, Senior Sister Songlan, please stop teasing me. I'm dizzy."

The woman suddenly appeared before his eyes, wearing an elegant red and white Taoist robe, with long hair like a waterfall, eyes like autumn water, and a figure like a flower bud, domineering yet dignified.

"Xiao Jingxuan'er," the woman who had just smiled so gently and made people feel like they were in the spring breeze, suddenly flashed in front of him and raised her hand to strangle him.

"Why did you pinch the flowers I planted? They are so beautiful and blooming for the first time, and you pinched them with both the flowers and leaves!!!"

Despite being in an extremely relaxed state, Xiao Jingxuan took her attack effortlessly and grabbed her wrist with his backhand.

On his handsome face, there was a look of unpredictable rage, just like in his previous life, his lips were tightly pursed and pale, revealing a sense of ruthlessness.

A sigh flashed through Xiao Jingxuan's chaotic brain, and it was a very light feeling of weakness that seemed to disappear in the next second, and he suddenly let go of his hand.

If he had not let go in time, the woman's slender arm would have been broken by him, with the cut being uneven.

Bai Songlan turned his wrist and smiled carefreely, "Xiao Jingxuan'er, it seems that you have been eating well, concentrating on comprehending the mind method, and practicing hard recently."

"Hahaha, you've made a lot of progress since the last time we met."

Xiao Jingxuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Senior Sister Song Lan was broad-minded and thought that he had just made progress in his cultivation. She did not realize that this 19-year-old body had actually been replaced by a thirty-year-old old ghost.

He blinked his eyes, looking confused and silly, "Senior Sister Songlan, calm down and listen to my explanation."

The woman crossed her arms over her chest, standing not too far from him, just the right distance for an ordinary friend to meet, "Oh, how do you explain it? You're going to explain yourself after you've done something wrong?"

It's strange, I really saw a ghost today. Needless to say, the martial arts skills have improved rapidly. Little Jingxuaner has always been smart, but even her temperament has changed a lot.

Bai Songlan held her chin with her hand and looked Xiao Jingxuan up and down. He was indeed a bit... strange.