Not only the people who were discussing, but even Gu Xingyun was so surprised that he looked up in the direction of the voice.

Yan Huailiu appeared in front of them with a messy hairstyle, loose clothes on his body, a little kid in his arms, and an unhealthy blush on his face.

The sound of swallowing saliva came one after another.

This is much more shocking than the masked look yesterday.

It's just a straightforward feeling of this irresistible temperament.

"Yan... Sect Master Yan... your face, your face..."

The people who were arguing fiercely just now started to stutter when they spoke.

Yan Huailiu pretended not to care and touched his face: "What's wrong? Is there something dirty?"

"No, no!"

"How could that be? Sect Master Yan is still as charming as ever."

"As expected of Sect Master Yan, the wound on your face healed so quickly, and you're still as radiant as ever!"

Yan Huailiu's ears were almost red, fortunately his hair covered them.

He originally brought Yu Ziheng here to get some spiritual herbs that cranes like to eat, so as to attract them over, but he never expected to meet so many visitors.

I couldn't hear what these people were saying because I was far away. I wanted to hide and wait for them to leave before coming out, but I saw these people arguing with my cheap apprentice.

His kindhearted eldest disciple lowered his head pitifully, and he couldn't help but show up.

Look at the look in his eldest disciple's eyes when he looked at him. It was filled with shock and also with emotion.

What a sin.

Yan Huailiu carried Yu Ziheng and walked over, blocking Gu Xingyun. His face was red as hell, but he still forced himself to ask, "Are you bullying my apprentice?"

Seeing him like this, everyone blushed and felt inexplicably hot.

I quickly remembered this person's petty nature, and I was so scared that I even breathed a lot lighter.

They all waved their hands: "No, no, how dare we, it's just a normal chat."

"Yes, yes, it's just a casual chat. How could we bully Sect Master Yan's apprentice?"

"That's good."

Yan Huailiu felt like tears were about to flow, and quickly found an excuse to drive them out: "It's getting late, and you must be hungry after walking around for so long. Why don't you go get something to eat?"

Several people cooperated very well.

"Master Yan is right. I am indeed a little hungry. I won't bother you anymore. Let's go eat first and then visit other places in the afternoon."

"Master Yan is busy now, we won't disturb you."

A group of people ran away quickly, as if there were ghosts chasing them.

The disciple guarding the gate only felt a few gusts of wind blowing past, and the next second he could not even see a single figure.

indoor.

Yu Ziheng held Yan Huailiu's face and asked with concern: "Master, are you sick again? Your face is so hot."

"No, it's too stuffy in here. It will be fine in a while."

Yan Huailiu pulled his hand down: "Don't smear it on my face, there's still mud on your hands, and don't let the magic grass fall to the ground."

"No, no, Master, my hands are clean. I didn't get your face dirty."

Yu Ziheng anxiously stretched out his hand to prove his innocence.

Yan Huailiu patted his hand unhappily, "Got it."

Watching the interaction between the two, Gu Xingyun gradually felt annoyed.

Why?

This little brat, why?

Why are your hands and feet still intact?

And he was still held in his master's arms?

Why?

Doesn’t his master hate kids like this the most?

He was...

Gu Xingyun clenched his teeth, unable to conceal his resentful gaze any longer, and just stared straight at the two people interacting intimately in front of him.

Yan Huailiu, who was extremely sensitive to other people's gazes, immediately turned around and happened to see Gu Xingyun lowering his head.

Noticing his body trembling, Yan Huailiu frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you? Did they attack you just now?"

"Yes, Big Brother? What happened to you? Did those people bully you?"

Yu Ziheng also asked with concern.

"Master, I'm fine."

Gu Xingyun replied softly.

Unwilling to say just that, he boldly asked, "Master, why did you come out without your hair tied up?"

Yan Huailiu was a little embarrassed: "Ah...I didn't have time."

He can't say he can't, right?

It’s so troublesome. I really want to shave my head.

Gu Xingyun was silent for a moment, then bowed and said, "It's my fault. I was called away by a guest early this morning, and I didn't wait for Master to get up, leaving Master in such a state."

Yan Huailiu opened his mouth, wanting to say that he didn't care about it at all.

But seeing Gu Xingyun's bitter and resentful expression, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"Master, if you don't mind, I will help you sort it out now."

Gu Xingyun continued speaking.

Yan Huailiu nodded: "That's fine."

As if waiting for him to say this, Gu Xingyun immediately pulled out a bench next to him and said, "Master, please sit down."

Yan Huailiu put Yu Ziheng on the ground and stretched his slightly sore arm: "Walk by yourself, my arm is going numb from holding you for so long."

The unintentional complaint made Gu Xingyun grit his teeth even harder, and he glared fiercely at the heartless brat who was laughing at his master.

What an eyesore.

"Big Brother, please comb Master's hair. I'll massage Master's arms. Please don't be angry, Master."

Yu Ziheng shamelessly moved closer.

Yan Huailiu raised his hand to block it: "No, don't touch me, just hold the fairy grass, my clothes are not for you to use as a rag."

Yu Ziheng pouts and sits on the chair beside him, looking at the two of them with his legs shaking.

Without a comb, Gu Xingyun gently smoothed his hair with his hands.

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