"No, that's not necessary! You can practice here slowly by yourself. I won't disturb you."
Yan Huailiu refused quickly.
The arm with interlocked fingers was suddenly pressed behind him by Gu Xingyun. When Yan Huailiu was stunned, he was already held in Gu Xingyun's arms in a strange posture.
The villainous little boss in the growth stage looked innocent: "Master, don't you like your disciple? Why don't you want to stay and practice with your disciple?"
Yan Huai swallowed his saliva, inexplicably nervous: "No, I don't dislike you, just let go first, I have other things to do."
"What is more important than a disciple?"
Gu Xingyun's hand slowly moved upwards and gently placed on the back of Yan Huailiu's neck. The force was not great, but it carried a sense of not allowing resistance.
Yan Huailiu was forced to lean on his shoulder.
The unknown sweet smell became stronger and stronger, and Yan Huailiu felt that this posture was extremely awkward.
When did Gu Xingyun grow so tall?
He is obviously much shorter than me?
This height difference will only be seen in a few years...
Yan Huailiu's eyes widened and he struggled hard to break free, trying to shake off Gu Xingyun's hand, but found that he couldn't do it at all.
The two people's clasped hands seemed to be glued together by some super glue.
"Master, what are you doing...it hurts~"
oh?
oh?
Yan Huailiu raised his head suddenly and looked at the person in front of him with a vigilant look: "Who are you?!"
"Gu Xingyun" blinked his eyes, his face full of innocence: "Master, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
"You are not Gu Xingyun!"
Yan Huailiu's gaze stopped at the two people's clasped hands, and he finally knew what was wrong.
This "Gu Xingyun" didn't wear any bracelet on his hand.
According to Chang Sui, Gu Xingyun cherished the bracelet so much that he seemed unable to take it off after putting it on.
Always follow!
right!
Chang Jingming!
The veil covering my brain seemed to disappear in an instant.
Yan Huailiu finally remembered that he came out with Chang Sui.
But after all this time, he never thought of his little apprentice once.
"Where's Jingming?"
Yan Huailiu looked around anxiously, and his face turned pale after a moment.
The surrounding scenery changed at some point.
The waterfall, green plants, flowers, and the rich, almost materialized spiritual energy all disappeared.
The place where the waterfall is located has become a barren mountain, emitting an ominous black aura.
They were no longer standing on a huge rock, and even the crystal clear water had become turbid.
Yan Huailiu breathed rapidly and closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, the scene had changed again.
There were stone walls all around, the water pool under my feet was murky, and I could faintly hear the sound of heavy objects rubbing against the ground.
"Oh, why is it no longer fun so soon? How could this happen? Shouldn't Master be thinking about the scene of sleeping in a soft red tent, neck to neck?"
A voice sounded in my ears.
Yan Huailiu looked up and saw a vicious smile on "Gu Xingyun's" face.
He looks just like a villain who has fallen into the evil path.
There was a sudden weight on his wrist, and Yan Huailiu frowned, realizing that an extremely thick iron chain had appeared on it without him noticing.
He finally remembered why this place felt familiar.
The water prison that imprisoned the original body for many years!
Yan Huailiu couldn't tell what year it was.
Did he travel through time again?
Or did the mission fail without you knowing, and was sent to a few years later by that buggy system?
"Master, why aren't you speaking? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Gu Xingyun asked with curiosity.
Yan Huailiu forced himself to calm down: "Who are you?"
"How come Master doesn't even recognize his disciple? I'm so sad."
"Gu Xingyun" covered his heart with one hand, looking so pretentious that Yan Huailiu wanted to poke out his own eyes.
"Don't say those things to my apprentice's face! He wouldn't be like you! Disgusting!"
Yan Huai was so angry that he cursed. Looking at the two people's shaking hands, he became more and more angry: "Let go quickly, and what is this thing? Take it away!"
"Master, what you said is truly heartbreaking."
Gu Xingyun moved closer and stared into Yan Huailiu's eyes: "Disciple is clearly doing things according to Master's wishes, why is Master angry?"
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Yan Huailiu scolded.
"Gu Xingyun" put his hand on his neck, which was cold.
Her fingers slid down the jade-white neck and gently lifted Yan Huailiu's collar.
He leaned close to Yan Huailiu's chest and complained in a weak voice, "Master, you are obviously pretending to be your disciple. You don't even trust yourself, but you are willing to trust your disciple unconditionally and let him get close to you..."
Yan Huailiu squeezed his wrist tightly and said, "Get out of here!"
He was about to vomit.
Instead of retreating, "Gu Xingyun" moved closer and blew a breath of cool air on Yan Huailiu's neck, his tone sweet and ambiguous: "Master, why are you so fierce? Are you embarrassed because your thoughts were exposed?"
The sweet taste became stronger and gradually turned into a greasy sweetness that made Yan Huailiu uncomfortable.
The voice in my ear continued, carrying an endless stream of temptation: "Master, don't worry. I won't tell anyone. I won't let anyone else know that you are in love with me and want to spend every night with me."
When that cold hand slid to where it shouldn't have slid, Yan Huailiu finally reached his limit of endurance.
He used all his strength to push away the "Gu Xingyun" in front of him, and vomited violently while holding the wooden stake used to tie himself up.
The physical and mental aspects have never been stimulated like this.
But this person still has the face of a villain's apprentice who has turned evil.
His mind was filled with the scene that the system had played previously, of his original body being thrown into the Hehuan Sect. The chaos was so uncomfortable that even just looking at it was unbearable for Yan Huailiu.
"Gu Xingyun"'s expression finally changed.
That delicate and artificial voice was no longer there, replaced by an extremely sharp tone: "What are you doing! I was clearly deducing according to your inner thoughts, why are you acting like this! Ahhh! Why are you so disgusted! "
Yan Huailiu finally vomited everything in his stomach and looked up dizzy.
"Gu Xingyun's" face was distorted, as if it could not hold on any longer, and it changed quickly.
In just a moment, he turned into Chang Sui's appearance, still with the same tone as before: "Master, do you like your disciple?"
Yan Huailiu frowned and didn't answer in disgust.
That face changed again. The grown-up Ling Xinghua, the adult Yu Ziheng, each asked the same question: "Master, do you like your disciple?"
Yan Huailiu suppressed the urge to curse, urged his spiritual energy, and threw it towards the figure in front of him, shouting with almost all his strength: "Get out of here!"
As that person disappeared, everything around him slowly collapsed and the scene quickly dissipated.
Yan Huailiu stood there vigilantly, when he suddenly smelled something, his head felt dull and painful, and he quickly passed out.
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