Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

The trial and punishment of Elder Yu Huai by Biluo Yundian has ended, and it has been announced to the world: He has been executed according to the law.

Although it is said that the emperor is guilty of the same crime as the common people, no emperor would be imprisoned or tortured to death for killing someone.

The same is true in the world of cultivation.

If an Immortal Lord or elder with a high level of cultivation makes a mistake, he should be punished as guilty as his disciples. In most immortal sects, this is just empty talk.

No one in the world knows what the final outcome of Elder Yu Huai is except Yu Changfeng and Yun Huai.

But there is no way he will appear in the world again.

Since the case had been settled, the next day they took the foster horses from the inn and returned to Biluo Yundian.

The horses' hooves were reeling briskly as the two rode side by side, passing through the downtown area of ​​the main city.

In the streets, tea stalls and restaurants, people were talking about the demonic miasma and the two people who fell into the water last night, with great relish.

Such a ghostly and supernatural incident happened in this small town, which is enough for the ladies to talk about for a whole year.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I never thought that this seemingly ordinary person delivering food would actually be a monster that is neither human nor demon."

"There have been a lot of strange things happening in our town recently. Take that corrupt official Wang Yuanwai. Everyone knows about him, right?"

"He hanged himself at home two days ago, and even his body was burned by his subordinates who had been holding a grudge against him for a long time!"

"This can be considered as the retribution of karma. Who can escape from the law of karma?"

"Is this true or false? The immortal fell into the quiet lake while chasing the monster?"

"Really! Of course it's true! I was at the scene at the time! Less than half a minute later, another immortal king in white chased out..."

"Fell into the water, too?"

Everyone burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Which sect is this immortal? He is so unreliable, hahahaha——"

Xiao Jingxuan was sitting leisurely on the horse's back, with his ears perked up, listening and watching with great interest, and was just about to dismount to join the countryman in gossiping.

"I heard they are the two immortals from the top of the Biluoyun Peak, and one of them is the Yunlan Immortal Lord!"

“Hahahaha, Immortal Yunlan really is one of the useless people in the cultivation world!”

After hearing the latter part, Xiao Jingxuan's idea of ​​stepping down became stronger. He was not chatting, but actually arguing.

His brows were furrowed, his face was as gloomy as the dark clouds before a storm, his body was tense, and his hands holding the reins were clenched into fists, with his knuckles protruding with obvious white spots.

Chu Huaizhou opened his eyes and just glanced at him coldly and seemingly casually without saying much.

"Xiao Jingxuan," he turned around and called him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said slowly, "Listen less to words you don't like, and talk less to people you don't like."

He stared at the calm Junior Master, his lips slowly straightened and he revealed a light smile, "Junior Master, I understand."

"Yeah." Chu Huaizhou walked against the light, under the early sunshine that was shrouded in mist.

Xiao Jingxuan lifted the curtain and looked, and the cloud closest to them had just been blown away, and the faint light of morning light was shining on his cheek.

Her slightly messy black hair fell naturally behind her and on her shoulders, as smooth as a waterfall.

The rising sun drew a vague golden outline on the sides of his face and around his body, shading his pair of clear eyes like autumn water.

His white brocade robe fluttered like a wisp of cold smoke, and the sky-blue color at the bottom of the sleeve was particularly eye-catching.

His eyes were involuntarily fixed on the slender figure in the early sunlight.

The restless voices of the people around gradually faded away until they disappeared, leaving only the rapid heartbeat that was about to jump out of the chest.

The man suddenly turned his head, and his eyes collided and intertwined in the golden halo. He frowned slightly and said lightly: "Why don't you catch up?"

"Uncle Junior Master!" Xiao Jingxuan galloped forward on his horse, the young man enthusiastic and flamboyant, "Wait for me!"

He chased after him, laughing, "I was just listening to gossip for a while, and I was distracted for a moment, I didn't realize that Junior Master had already walked away."

In the early morning, the mist was thick and the surrounding scenery was blurry and difficult to distinguish. As the rising sun broke through the mist, thousands of rays of light poured down.

The two figures walking together gradually became blurred.

"Junior Master Uncle, Junior Master Uncle." Xiao Jingxuan called with a smile, tilting his head and squinting at him.

After a while, before he could continue, Chu Huaizhou raised his thin eyelids and replied indifferently: "Hmm?"

The brief syllables emitted from the throat sounded extremely gentle, like an indistinguishable whisper.

"It's okay, I'll just call you." The boy's lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with smiles.

Chu Huaizhou originally wanted to turn around and glare at him, but when he met those gentle and bright eyes, he was stunned for a moment.

There was a crackling sound in my brain, and then my quietly frozen heart began beating wildly as if it had been injected with stimulants.

A barely perceptible blush flashed across his face, and he quickly lowered his eyelashes, lowered his head, and said stiffly, "Boring."

Chu Huaizhou pulled the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves and sped up.

"Junior Master Uncle, Junior Master Uncle!" Xiao Jingxuan suppressed his smile and caught up with him, holding the reins of the horse.

"Why did you speed up suddenly? Wait for me!"

"Junior Master Uncle--Junior Master Uncle--"

His hair fluttered slightly, and the tips of Chu Huaizhou's black ears turned red. The scene of the breathing contest last night involuntarily appeared in front of his eyes.

He was so angry that he growled, "Stop yelling! Shut up! Idiot!"

Xiao Jingxuan tried hard to hold back his tears, but his eyes were full of tears, he looked so pitiful.

"I don't know the way back! Junior Master! Don't abandon me~"

The two chased each other and finally stopped in front of a desolate hillside in the mountains, ready to release the three cubs.

Xiao Jingxuan squatted on the ground, holding his chin with one hand, and asked without thinking: "Little Master, do you think they will hurt people in the future?"

"How should I know?" Chu Huaizhou was annoyed just now and his anger had not yet subsided, so he said unhappily.

He rested his chin slightly, as if thinking carefully for a while, and then he chose his words carefully: "Why don't you, Junior Master, give them some advice?"

Chu Huaizhou was casting a spell, and the sky-blue light in his hand gathered more and more. The light was soft, clear, and hazy like fog.

He frowned and said coldly: "How can I advise them?"

The azure light faded away, and the fish in the Qiankun Palace were liberated. They chased and danced happily on the hillside.

The joyful cries echoed through the forest, and the excitement on the furry face was no different from that of a child.

The corners of Chu Huaizhou's beautifully curved lips curled up into a faint smile.

Xiao Jingxuan was impressed by what he said. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Little Master, have you forgotten? They will listen to you."

It’s really a matter of which pot should not be opened.

The beautiful smile on Chu Huaizhou's face froze, and his eyes gradually became gloomy, "You..."

Although she was extremely reluctant to admit that she was the mother of an animal, that was a fact that could not be changed.

He pursed his lips, leaned sideways and glanced at him with his phoenix eyes, his gaze lowered, and his long eyelashes slightly swept down.

He argued stubbornly: "It was just a coincidence."