The original book actually did not describe too many details about the villains' life in the Yuxu Sect.

Except for those special events that change their life choices, all other times are basically glossed over.

When Yan Huailiu read the book, he only knew that these children were tortured, but he never thought deeply about how much pain the word "torture" contained.

At this moment, those soulless words turned into scars, directly and forcefully declaring their presence.

This was the first time he saw Gu Xingyun's body.

New wounds covered old ones, and whip marks were entwined with sword marks.

The scar below the collarbone almost spanned half of Gu Xingyun's body. Even though it had healed, one could still guess how serious it was at the time.

Yan Huailiu had never felt it so clearly as he did now - the person in front of him was not the object of his mission, but a living person, a person who had survived for eighteen years in his own time.

After coming to this world, facing these disciples, Yan Huailiu said that he cared about them and occasionally paid attention to them, but deep down in his heart, he always felt that this place had little to do with him.

Even daily interactions are based on building goodwill.

Otherwise, given his personality, he would have found a place to hide and not said a word.

His home, his safe house, should be the small house that trapped him for three years, or the small desk where he could only see a ray of sunlight when he looked up...

Even though this place is a thousand times better than the real world, he still can't get rid of that illusory feeling.

He would even think of this place as a long and bizarre dream.

But at this moment, when he saw Gu Xingyun covered in scars but still smiling at him gently, Yan Huailiu felt like a kite with its string cut and floating in the air, being pulled down by Gu Xingyun.

Finally, I fell into this world.

Finally touched the truth.

He has always been soft-hearted and has a strong sense of empathy, and he can't stand these things the most.

I wanted to say something, but my throat hurt so much, as if something was blocking it. It was extremely uncomfortable.

But it is also mixed with a heartache that cannot be ignored.

"Master...the water temperature is just right. You can soak in it as long as you want without worrying about catching a cold."

Gu Xingyun didn't notice anything unusual about Yan Huailiu. It was the first time that he had the nerve to take a hot spring bath with his master while he was awake, and the little wolf cub was still very nervous.

His eyes wandered, he licked his lips lightly, and tentatively approached Yan Huailiu.

"Master, can I help you wash? If you hold on to me, you won't slip."

He was so nervous that he could only stare at Yan Huailiu's chin when speaking.

Tentatively, he grasped the wrist hanging in the water.

Yan Huailiu couldn't control his tears at all, and his mind was full of only one thought: It's what I should think.

It should be.

The original body deserved such revenge.

With so many injuries, if you pick out any one of them and put it on him, he would be in excruciating pain.

How can I not hate it?

Why not hate?

Hatred is justified, and revenge is justified.

Yan Huailiu really wanted to ask if it hurt, but he was so sad that he couldn't speak.

Gu Xingyun lowered his head and carefully grasped Yan Huailiu's wrist. After making sure that he was not struggling, he was delighted and quickly put Yan Huailiu's hand on his shoulder.

"Master, just put your hand here, so you won't..."

The words of joy were interrupted when he looked up and saw the expression on Yan Huailiu's face. Gu Xingyun almost let go of his hand in a panic, took a half step back, and explained in a panic.

"Master, Master, if you don't like it, forget it... I'm sorry, Master, please don't cry... I'm not, I just want to... I, I'm sorry, please don't cry, Master..."

His eyes were flustered, and he felt that this was because he had joked too much.

He knew that his master was thin-skinned and that he cared about his reputation, but he still had to make such a fuss.

He knew that this person had just woken up and was extremely vulnerable, but he still had to tease him.

What if I get into trouble again...

Gu Xingyun gritted his teeth and slapped himself: "I'm sorry, Master. I know I was wrong. I just..."

The warm and cool body suddenly moved closer and hugged him tightly.

Gu Xingyun swallowed all the words back, his eyes filled with confusion: "Master...?"

The sobbing sounded in his ears, making him feel uncomfortable.

Gu Xingyun just let Yan Huailiu hold him in his arms, not daring to make any movement.

Yan Huailiu cried without restraint. When he was most upset and collapsed, he would even cry for several days, and he would not stop until his eyes were swollen into slits.

Gu Xingyun was waiting for him to finish crying at first, but in the end he sighed and gently pushed him away: "Master, stop crying. If you are angry, you can hit me or scold me."

Yan Huailiu shook his head desperately, and even reached out to hold Gu Xingyun's face, urging his spiritual energy to heal the redness and swelling caused by the previous slap.

Gu Xingyun subconsciously held his hand and rubbed his cheek against his palm: "Master?"

Yan Huailiu bit his lips tightly, but still couldn't stop sobbing.

He trembled as he touched the scars, not even daring to use force.

The raised scar rubbed against the delicate fingertips, and the contrast made Yan Huailiu feel even more distressed.

Despite suffering so much, this child is still willing to keep a pure heart and serve him. What gives him the right?

Gu Xingyun lowered his head and stared at the fingertips moving on his body. He would never forget the pain and torture. Every scar on his body had made him feel worse than death at night.

He had thought countless times about returning all of this to Yan Huailiu.

He would repay his good master a thousand fold.

But now, when those tearful eyes looked at him with obvious heartache, Gu Xingyun still compromised. He temporarily betrayed his former self and chose the person in front of him.

He smiled gently, gently held Yan Huailiu's fingertips, lifted Yan Huailiu's chin with one hand, and forced the latter to look away from him.

"It's okay, Master. It doesn't hurt anymore."

With just a few words, he put aside all the pain he had suffered over the years.

"It really doesn't hurt, it's all over.\u0027

Just to prevent the person in front of me from being sad again.

Yan Huailiu turned his head and broke free from his hand, his eyes inadvertently falling on Gu Xingyun's shoulder.

There seemed to be a new wound there. Because it was not treated properly, the wound was slightly white. The skin and flesh had not yet healed completely. When stimulated by the hot spring water, some blood seeped out.

Yan Huailiu frowned and touched it. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Gu Xingyun's laughter.

"Master, it's okay. It was just pierced by the moon. It will heal after a few days of rest. I know you didn't mean it, and I won't blame you."

Yan Huailiu was struck by lightning and looked at the scar in shock.