Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Xiao Jingxuan put down his hand awkwardly and continued to smile naively, "I'm sorry, Junior Master, I was too excited."

He tilted his head and smiled. His eyes were like the moon, curved into a clear pool. The corners of his lips were raised, leisurely and shallow, emitting a faint light.

Chu Huaizhou took two steps back, smoothed his hair to cover the redness on his ears, and said lightly: "I don't know if it suits you."

Xiao Jingxuan was extremely happy, thinking to himself: "My junior master actually made clothes for me, is my junior master......"

Chu Huaizhou continued: "I borrowed this set from the shopkeeper." It's barely similar to what you have.

As soon as he finished speaking, he instantly turned into a stiff stone statue, as if it would be shattered by a gust of night wind.

He beat his chest and stamped his feet, and the villain in his heart hid in the corner, drawing circles dejectedly.

It turns out it wasn't the tailor's, it was borrowed from my junior master.

Chu Huaizhou turned his head and saw Xiao Jingxuan, who remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis, was now stunned!

His misty eyes were filled with confusion and worry, and he asked, "You don't like it?"

Xiao Jingxuan shook his head, "No, no, no, Junior Master sent it to me specially, so of course I like it."

"But my body won't get in the way. I'll open a drying barrier and it won't take long to dry."

He was not good at speaking, and these words of "no need to bother" sounded so ironic to Chu Huaizhou's ears.

It seemed like it was a waste of time for him to come all the way down to deliver the clothes.

Chu Huaizhou frowned and looked indifferent, with a terrifying aura. He smiled coldly and said, "Well, the drying technique is really impressive."

Xiao Jingxuan didn't understand the hidden meaning in his words and actually thought that his junior master was praising him for his promising future. Instead, he smiled even more obediently and sweetly.

He held the clothes in both hands, "Master Junior, what about this dress...?"

He glanced back and said, "If you don't want to wear it, just take it back to the shopkeeper. You don't have to give it to me."

"Well."

"Just now, what on earth happened...?"

"Uncle Junior Master! You really scared me to death just now!"

The two of them said almost in unison. Chu Huaizhou turned around to look at him, and Xiao Jingxuan happened to look over too.

Her eyes were watery, with a kind of indescribable tenderness, which softened his heart.

Chu Huaizhou sighed secretly in his heart, feeling a sense of powerlessness as if he was being controlled. He slowed down his tone and said, "You say."

Xiao Jingxuan is very good at taking advantage of her advantages, acting coquettishly, cute and pitiful.

Few people would say no to him as he blinked his tearful eyes.

"Master Junior," Xiao Jingxuan lowered his voice and whispered, "I almost thought I was going to die again."

As the cold lake water poured into his ears, flowed into his nasal cavity, and soaked into his eyes, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

All the events before and after his rebirth were replayed in front of his eyes in a chaotic manner, as if they were going to drag him back into the eighteenth level of the abyss again.

He even thought that he had not been reborn at all, and all this was just a nightmare before his death in order to wash away his sins.

The cold lake water eroded his body bit by bit, gradually depriving him of his body temperature.

Xiao Jingxuan, who was in doubt, no longer had the heart or energy to struggle, and almost wanted to let himself sink to the bottom of the lake.

Finally, he saw the sky-blue and moon-white figure again and smelled the faint, cold and elegant camellia scent again.

"You're still alive and well?" Chu Huaizhou sneered, "Weren't you chasing someone? Why did you fall into the lake?"

Xiao Jingxuan brushed his hair and said, "Haha, Junior Master, this is a bit embarrassing to talk about."

"How is it embarrassing?" Chu Huaizhou's voice was clear and cold, like the flowing of a mountain spring in the morning, with a faint smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"I was just communicating with you through voice transmission. There really was someone playing the flute by the lake. The tune sounded very strange, ethereal but not clear."

“Even though I don’t know much about the music, I could hear the meaning of driving, controlling, and obeying.”

"I just leaned against the window, wanting to see who was playing such a meaningful piece of music, but the strange thing is, I didn't see anyone."

"I thought it was a problem of angle at the time, and was about to change direction to look again, when the person on the bed suddenly woke up, his eyes were completely black, and he was not even conscious."

"But he was very smart. He used my attack to break free from Li Zhengxian's shackles and jumped out of the window directly."

Xiao Jingxuan paused for a moment before he said slowly, "He kicked me twice, stepped on my shoulder, and then jumped out of the window."

Although he said this casually, his tone suddenly became heavier than his previous comments, with deliberate emphasis.

The drooping eyelashes and blinking eyes, the rolling of shoulders, and various aggrieved and subtle movements on the face seemed to say -

Junior Master, please take care of me.

Chu Huaizhou remained calm and stared at him silently. In the cold night, his chuckle was barely perceptible but deep and sexy.

"So what do you want to tell me? Is he shorter than you? Not even as tall as the window?"

Xiao Jingxuan just smiled and didn't say anything for a long time.

Chu Huaizhou couldn't hold back his smile, and asked again, "Could it be that he kicked you into the lake?"

Xiao Jingxuan didn't get the gentle and considerate comfort she had imagined. She pouted in disappointment, "That's not the case."

"I saw him running away after hearing the sound of the flute, so I wanted to chase him. As soon as I jumped out of the window, I was greeted by a bamboo flute."

He was a little embarrassed. "It hit my shoulder, which not only interrupted my spellcasting, but also cut off my telepathy."

"Is it the bamboo flute that appeared out of thin air?" Chu Huaizhou frowned, his face darkening, "Someone is deliberately playing tricks."

Xiao Jingxuan took out the ordinary bamboo flute from his sleeve and said, "Little Master, look."

Chu Huaizhou took it, weighed it in his hand, and looked at it, "This is just an ordinary bamboo flute, there is not even any magic power left on it."

"But it was indeed it that flew out with a whoosh, interrupting my spell casting and hand seals."

Xiao Jingxuan danced with joy, trying his best to recreate the scene for his junior master.

Seeing this, Chu Huaizhou lowered his head, pursed his lips, chuckled softly, and quickly returned to his cold and indifferent attitude.

"Then why didn't I hear it? I asked other people, but they didn't hear it either. But you were the only one who heard it?"

"Well...this..."

Xiao Jingxuan frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and his voice was soft and casual, as if he was whispering to the air.

"Uncle Junior Master, could this be the effect of the soundproofing spell?"

The soundproofing spell is a magic from the demon world. The caster and the cursed are trapped in an alternative space.

When the caster casts a spell, all the sounds he makes can only be heard by the person being cursed.

Xiao Jingxuan pretended to be terrified and asked in distress: "Could the person playing the flute be someone from the demon world?"

"Not necessarily," Chu Huaizhou said, "Most people in the cultivation world also know how to use the soundproofing spell."

Although everyone scoffed at the magic of the demon world, they killed all the things in the demon world.

But these did not prevent the immortal sects from secretly practicing some useful and powerful magic spells.

Xiao Jingxuan smiled with disdain, thinking in his heart with disdain: "These people are really hypocritical and sanctimonious."