On the other side, a certain senior brother was busy.

"Put on my clothes first, there are no clothes for you here."

Gu Qingyu took his clothes out of the cabinet. It was a white dress with dark patterns printed on it.

Flattered, Long Ling took the clothes and nodded vigorously.

"Thank you...thank you, Brother Gu."

Gu Qingyu looked at him in a daze, and suddenly asked, "Can you change clothes?"

Long Ling shook his head decisively.

"I don't even know how to put on clothes. How did you put them on? Who put them on for you?"

Long Ling's blue eyelashes trembled slightly, and he shook his head again.

Gu Qingyu wanted to know that he couldn't ask anything from him, and he didn't know anything about it.

I don't know who my relatives are, who I am, or where my home is.

He was very surprised, how did this person live in this world?

"I'll dress you." Gu Qingyu shook his head helplessly and sighed.

It's really difficult to serve, and I picked up a little ancestor.

Gu Qingyu took the clothes from his hands, with an unnatural expression on his face, it was also the first time he put on clothes for others.

Long Ling stood there obediently, the white robe fell to the ground slowly, covering his body with his hands, a blush appeared on his fair face.

Gu Qingyu coughed in embarrassment, this little boy is too thin, his small body can be blown down by a gust of wind.

When he clearly saw the traces on the young man's body, Gu Qingyu's eyes suddenly darkened.

"Who did it?"

Long Ling was startled, not knowing what he said, and shook his head innocently, with panic in his clear eyes.

"How did you get your injuries?"

Gu Qingyu put on the boy's clothes and fastened his belt. The clothes here were too big for him, and the hem of the clothes dragged on the ground all the time.

The scene just now lingered in his mind.

"do not know……"

"do not know?"

Gu Qingyu frowned, his face was ugly, and his tone was harsh and irritable.

Long Ling rubbed his eyes, and crystal tears fell from his eyes, turned into pearls, and fell to the ground.

"A Ling doesn't know."

Gu Qingyu watched the person in his arms wipe tears on his body, and shook his head with a look of lovelessness.

"Don't cry, I won't ask you anymore, I'll get you some medicine now, you wait here for me first."

If he is guilty, please let God punish him instead of sending this person to torture himself...

Beating and hating, scolding and hating, it's already very pitiful.

Gu Qingyu thought of the injuries on his body, and also remembered what his master said, he was dying soon, and suddenly became more irritable.

Long Ling hugged Gu Qingyu tightly and was very dependent on him.

Gu Qingyu looked at the little pitiful who was crying in his arms, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

I don't know what race this is, but the tears I cried turned out to be pearls.

"Let go of me first, I'll get you some medicine."

Long Ling raised his eyes, his dark blue pupils were full of pleading, "Gu...brother, don't leave Ah Ling..."

Gu Qingyu nodded helplessly, "No, let me go first, and I'll find you some medicine to heal your injuries."

For this little crying bag, he has nothing to do, he can only coax it slowly.

"it is good……"

Long Ling reluctantly let go of Gu Qingyu, holding the corner of his clothes with one hand.

Gu Qingyu put him on the chair in the hall and touched his soft little dragon horns.

"You sit here first, I'll get someone to bring you some food, and I'll be right back, okay?"

This is definitely the most patient time in Gu Qingyu's life. Instead of driving people out, he gently coaxed him. He really tried his best.

"Well, Brother Gu, Ah Ling is here waiting for Brother Gu."

Long Ling nodded obediently, with a confused look on his face, like a good baby.

"A Ling is so good."

Gu Qingyu suddenly felt that he was raising a son...

Bah, bah, how old is he, how could he have a son?

Long Ling reluctantly watched the white figure gradually leave his sight, clutching the corner of his clothes nervously.

Brother Gu won't leave him...

"Have you heard that Master seems to have brought back a demon, a half-human, half-demon alien, or else, let's go and have a look."

"Okay, I'll go and have a look too. I've never seen anyone brought back by Master."

A group of people ran over secretly, and saw Long Ling sitting on a chair through the crack of the door.

"Look, he has two horns, and it's still half an horn."

Several young disciples looked at Long Ling in surprise.

"Master brought him back, he must have wanted to kill him himself, why don't we go and have a look first, maybe we can help Master."

Long Ling rested her chin, looking at everything around her with a pair of clear eyes.

At this moment, the door was suddenly opened.

Several disciples in white clothes came in, holding long swords in their hands, shining coldly.

Long Ling panicked and jumped off the chair, hid in the corner next to him, hugged his head, and curled up into a ball.

"Don't hit Ah Ling, Ah Ling will be very good."

Several people laughed a few times, and took back the long sword in their hands. They seemed to have found something interesting.

"Look at how we scared him. He is so timid. Is he a fool?"

"Such a big man, to be so timid, maybe he's a fool with something wrong with his brain."

"He has two horns on his head, which are very pretty. Let me check if they are real or not."

With an evil smile on his face, a man stretched out his hand to touch the pair of horns on Long Ling's head.

Long Ling turned his body slightly to avoid his hand.

"Yo, he still dodges, it doesn't look stupid."

"Fifth senior brother, how about we cut off its horns with a sword and see if it will cry in pain?"

The man nodded with a smile on his face, "Seventh Junior Brother, your suggestion is really great, Senior Brother, I also have the same intention."

The man known as Fifth Senior Brother took out the long sword in his hand again.

Seeing the sharp blade, Long Ling's eyes overflowed with water, "Don't...don't cut Ah Ling's horn..."

Several men were laughing happily, but their prayers could not be heard.

A sharp blade came towards him, and Long Ling closed his eyes in despair. Although Long Yuan abused himself all day long, he never cut off his own horn...

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice suddenly came from outside, and the frightened disciples immediately stopped their movements.

The man holding the sword felt a numbness in his hand and lost all feeling in his arm, and the long sword in his hand fell down!

"Master..."

Gu Qingyu rushed over like a gust of wind, his face was covered with clouds, and when he saw the little pitiful man huddled in the corner, he walked up quickly.

She asked concerned, "Are you hurt?"

When Long Ling saw the person coming, his star-like eyes were filled with light, and he shook his head violently.

Brother Gu came to save him...

Standing up, she cried and lay in Gu Qingyu's arms, "Brother Gu, they want to cut off Ah Ling's horns, since Ah Ling has no horns, it will hurt a lot."

Gu Qingyu looked at the long sword that fell on the ground, and the breath around him suddenly dropped to freezing point!

"Kang Xu, did I ask you to come here?"

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