Socially Anxious Master x Sickly Yandere Disciple, Younger Sibling Dynamic.
Transmigrated into the universally hated cannon fodder master, Yan Huai Liu, a severe agoraphobe, faces a disconnec...
Fortunately, Gu Xingyun did not come in when he was showing off his acting skills.
Otherwise, the embarrassment level will increase further.
Seeing his apprentice carefully removing the chain, Yan Huailiu was still in the mood to joke: "Don't you like playing like this? It's pretty good to tie it up."
He pointed to the lunch box next to him and said, "It just so happens that the food has been delivered. I don't need to pick up my chopsticks myself."
Gu Xingyun had a cold face and held his ankle: "Are you sure?"
Yan Huailiu changed his tone in a second: "Ah, the weather is nice today, why are you back so soon? Have you sent away all the guests?"
“Crack.”
The chain on his right foot was tied again. Gu Xingyun stood up calmly, put away the other chains, and replied calmly.
"No, they decided at some point to have a competition at the competition arena. Junior Brother Ling and the others, as well as other disciples from the sect, have all joined in."
"Young Master is watching over there, so nothing will go wrong. Each person will compete once, and if you lose, you must pack up and leave immediately."
Hearing this, Yan Huailiu grumbled a few words in a low voice, opened his mouth and drank the porridge handed to his mouth: "Why don't you go."
"Those people are no match for my disciples. There's no need to waste time." Gu Xingyun said seriously.
"Very good, you still have the arrogance of my master back then. Keep it up."
Yan Huailiu smiled and patted his shoulder, not caring at all about the fact that he was still tied up.
He didn't even ask Gu Xingyun to be humble, he just cooperated completely.
"If you don't have anything to do during the day, please don't bother me all the time. I want to practice here in peace. Your spirit gathering array looks quite useful."
Gu Xingyun paused: "Why?"
"Why?" Yan Huailiu had almost finished eating, so he pulled the chain on his ankle and tied it to Gu Xingyun's hand, his mind completely blank.
Gu Xingyun let him make a fuss and even pulled up his sleeves deliberately, fearing that he would get in the way.
He quietly finished the food left by Yan Huailiu and cleaned up everything before asking, "Master, do you want to improve your cultivation and leave here?"
Yan Huailiu looked up at him: "Are you crazy?"
Gu Xingyun:?
Yan Huailiu patted the overly soft bed and said, "Why should I leave here? I have food and drink, and you are waiting by my side. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing, and the flowers are fragrant. There are no trivial matters to bother me. What should I do if I leave here?"
These words successfully left Gu Xingyun speechless.
After Yan Huailiu finished saying this, he closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. He did not feel the existence of the system before continuing.
"Of course I have to improve my cultivation. Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be suppressed by a disciple like you?"
Gu Xingyun looked at him for a while, then leaned over to whisper something in his ear. Yan Huailiu's ears turned red, and he kicked him away: "Shut up!"
After just a moment, he grabbed Gu Xingyun's sleeve again, his expression somewhat hesitant: "Do you want to come with me?"
"No matter what we do, I am always willing to be with Master, as long as Master doesn't mind."
Gu Xingyun answered quickly and sincerely.
Yan Huailiu gritted his teeth. He was worried that his bargaining chip was not enough and wanted to ask Gu Xingyun to come along, but he couldn't bear to do it after he had already said it, so he had to change his words.
"I mean, are you willing to help me pick all the grapes in the yard? No need to bother with them."
Forget it, let the apprentice rest for a while, he will take care of it.
He stepped out of bed with his shoes on, and just as he took a step, Gu Xingyun was pulled to half-kneel on the ground.
"Ahem, I didn't mean to." Yan Huailiu shook his legs a few times, freeing the chain from Gu Xingyun's hand. Then he placed his foot in front of him and ordered awkwardly, "Untie it."
Gu Xingyun half-knelt there, his eyes full of helplessness.
"Master, do you want to go take a look at the competition venue?"
"No." After saying that, Yan Huailiu went to sit on the bamboo bed outside, closed his eyes and began to practice.
Gu Xingyun didn't dare to disturb him. After hesitating for a moment, he pulled a stool and sat next to him to guard him.
After a few days, he finally understood how talented his master was in cultivation.
For him, the spiritual power needed to be stabilized through fighting, but his master only needed to sit quietly and circulate it in his body for a few small cycles to succeed.
Occasionally, when he encountered obstacles in his practice, he would stop immediately and ask him to practice with him, using this method to break the obstacles.
On the first day, Gu Xingyun was just watching and guarding, but later he was influenced and decided to practice with him.
But I have to find time to go back and deal with various things during the day, which is really troublesome.
The Yuxu Sect has completely returned to its previous tranquility, and the last wave of guests reluctantly left three days ago.
Before leaving, he was given a lot of local specialties by the disciples of Yuxu Sect to thank them for their selfless sparring partners.
Those sects were full of joy when they came, but cursed when they left, thinking that there was no good person in the entire Yuxu Sect except Gu Xingyun.
Everyone from top to bottom has learned Yan Huailiu's bad temper. After beating people, they would stab their hearts with an innocent look on their faces and question why they are so weak.
So angry.
The disciples of Yuxu Sect were not in the mood to care whether they were angry or not. They were concentrating on counting the gifts that filled several mountains.
When everyone is busy, the little lightning doing nothing becomes more conspicuous.
He ran to Yan Huailiu's residence several times, but there was no sign of him every time.
I finally found Gu Xingyun going back to pack his things today, and immediately chased him to ask him some questions.
"Hey, where's Xiao Huailiu? Where did he go again? What did you do to him?"
Gu Xingyun frowned and looked at him: "You stepped on the flowers to death."
Little Lightning hurriedly lifted his foot and bent down to support the flower stem: "I'm not dead, stop slandering me."
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