I usually don't want to walk on this road, so I walk as slowly as possible now.
If there was any disciple of the Yuxu Sect who did not see this scene, Gu Xingyun would think it was his own mistake.
He didn't feel tired at all, and adjusted his movements very naturally, with a gentle expression like water.
A young disciple who had just returned from another peak happened to run into them and, unluckily, heard the usually extremely cold Senior Brother Gu say coquettishly, "Master, you're hurting me, be gentler."
The young disciple's chin almost dropped to the ground along with the sword. He stared blankly at the two men passing by him, slapped himself on the forehead, and then ran away with a sad face.
The howling could be heard across most of the mountain: "Brother, this is bad! I'm possessed! I'm hallucinating! This is terrifying!!"
Not far away, Gu Xingyun laughed out loud.
He tilted his head and gently touched Yan Huailiu's head: "Master, this time, let's see how you can deny your debt."
Yan Huailiu blinked and looked at him.
Gu Xingyun didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for bullying. Instead, he became even more vicious: "Master, now the entire Yuxu Sect knows that we have a special relationship. You must be responsible for your disciple. What would happen if they knew that Master was still sleeping with me..."
Yan Huailiu stared at his mouth opening and closing, then suddenly leaned over and licked it.
Gu Xingyun shut up instantly, pressed his lips into a line, looked around with a red face, and walked forward obediently holding the person in his arms, not daring to say another word.
Yan Huailiu, who was not in a clear mind, inadvertently took control of his most difficult disciple.
Baili Changhuan, who had been waiting at Yan Huailiu's residence for a long time, was almost reaching his limit of patience.
As soon as he saw the two people appear, he hurried over and asked: "What's wrong with you? Why are you back so late?"
"I'm sorry, Junior Master. The location we were teleported back to is too far from here. I've been holding Master the whole time, so I'm a little tired and can't walk fast."
He is incredibly well-behaved.
Instead, Baili Changhuan felt embarrassed: "Well, put him back, you take a rest, you have worked hard these past few days."
"It's not hard. For Master, Xingyun is willing to do anything."
Gu Xingyun always liked to act cute in front of him. Baili Changhuan sighed, "You're a good boy. Your master... never mind. Fortunately, he has found his conscience now. Come in."
Baili Changhuan pushed open the door and motioned Gu Xingyun to go in.
"Put him on the bed and let him rest for a while. If he wants to recuperate, there is no place with richer spiritual energy than here. Humph!" Baili Changhuan glanced at the treasures that Yan Huailiu had placed casually all over the room, and cursed the waste in his heart.
"Junior Master." Gu Xingyun suddenly spoke.
"What?" Baili Changhuan turned to look at him.
Gu Xingyun stood by the bed with his hands open, shook them twice, then tried to pull Yan Huailiu, but failed.
"Master still refuses to come down."
Baili Changhuan couldn't hold back this time. He put his hand on his philtrum, took a deep breath, and roared, "You can't beat him? What? You have to take him with you everywhere you go! What is he? The Hug Bear from the back mountain? Even the Hug Bear cubs aren't as annoying as him!"
After a while of talking, I became more and more angry when I saw the attitudes of the two people. Then I realized the key issue belatedly.
"Did anyone see you coming back like this holding him?"
Baili Changhuan held on to a glimmer of hope and waited for Gu Xingyun's answer.
Gu Xingyun's face was full of innocence: "Junior Master's teleportation spell just happened to land us at the place where the outer disciples practiced swordsmanship."
Baili Changhuan almost couldn't catch his breath: "And then?"
"Then I brought Master back." Gu Xingyun said matter-of-factly, adding, "Is there any problem?"
“Heh, heh.”
Baili Changhuan had a blank expression on his face and his mind was blank. He could even guess what kind of vile gossip would be spread later.
Now whether Yan Huailiu is willing to be a teddy bear is no longer the point.
He had to explain it clearly to the disciples who witnessed this scene and completely cut off the source of the gossip.
There are enough rumors about the Yuxu Sect. At a time like this, it’s best not to add another outrageous story about a foolish master forcibly hugging his well-behaved disciple!
"Junior Master?"
Gu Xingyun looked puzzled and called out to him, "What should we do? Master..."
"You can do whatever you want! Just take him with you wherever you go! I don't care anymore!"
Baili Changhuan slammed the door and left.
Seeing the people walking away, Gu Xingyun raised the corners of his lips and sat on the bed with Yan Huailiu in his arms: "There is such a good thing."
"Junior Master is quite a nice person, Master, don't you think so?"
He really wanted to tie Yan Huailiu to himself. Now that he had this opportunity, how could he not be willing?
…
Just as Baili Changhuan thought, gossip was like the catkins in spring, and in the blink of an eye it was blown by the wind to every corner of the Yuxu Sect.
Even though he explained in time that Yan Huailiu had lost his mind while fighting the demon, the disciples still looked at him strangely.
For the first time, Ling Xinghua and his companions were so driven by gossip that they dared not go to the dining hall. They could only send the most carefree Yu Ziheng to pack meals for them every day.
Gu Xingyun stayed at Yan Huailiu's place for several days in a row, and he really took his master with him wherever he went, including eating, drinking, defecating and urinating.
It's a bit of an exaggeration, but they are almost inseparable.
But on the second day after returning, Gu Xingyun had already coaxed Yan Huailiu to slowly let him go.
He moved the small kitchen to the rarely used empty room in Yan Huailiu's yard. Every day when he cooked, he had to move a stool for Yan Huailiu to sit next to him and watch him.
I have to coax him from time to time: "Wait a little longer and you can eat, dear."
Yan Huailiu was very well behaved. He sat there motionless the whole time and did not cause any trouble to anyone.
Gu Xingyun's heart almost melted.
He wiped the dust off his hands, squatted down and looked up at Yan Huailiu, his fox eyes full of pure trust.
Seeing Gu Xingyun approaching, Yan Huailiu immediately opened his arms.
Gu Xingyun laughed out loud: "No, I'm cooking now. I'm very dirty. I can't hug you."
Yan Huailiu let his arms hang down dejectedly, his eyelids drooping.
Gu Xingyun gently stroked his face: "Master, actually... it's not bad to always be like this."
This feeling of only seeing him in your eyes, only responding to him, and sticking to him is really good.
It seems that in Yan Huailiu's world, only Gu Xingyun is the most important.
A pot not far away made a gurgling sound, and Gu Xingyun quickly got up to deal with it.
Gu Xingyun habitually filled the table with food, quickly washed off the smell of cooking fumes on his body, and changed his clothes. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Standing in front of the dining table, he waved to Yan Huailiu, who was sitting obediently beside him: "Master, come here."
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