Gu Xingyun remained calm and allowed the scrutinizing gaze to fall on him.
Even if my heart is beating faster due to excitement.
"You've learned the rules well, and you're starting to behave yourself."
That day, Gu Xingyun received the first good evaluation in his life from Yan Huailiu.
One sentence was enough to keep his faith from collapsing for several years.
Perhaps it was because what he made accurately captured Yan Huailiu's preferences, and his days gradually became better after that.
Yan Huailiu only tried it out once, and he understood his master's little thoughts. He cooked soup every day, and since it was inconvenient to go to the dining hall, he opened a small kitchen specifically to serve Yan Huailiu.
His cultivation didn't improve much, but his cooking skills became more and more sophisticated.
Even if other disciples talked about him, Gu Xingyun didn't care.
In his opinion, making Yan Huailiu happy is his greatest achievement.
If Jade Purity Immortal brought him back and handed him over to Yan Huailiu, then Yan Huailiu would be everything to him, the new redemption and hope in his life.
He didn't care about any kind of cultivation. When his master was in a good mood one day, he would definitely teach him personally.
He didn't live to see that day...
What followed was the news of Jade Purity's passing...
The return of his junior uncle, whom he had only met once, brought back the relics of Jade Purity Master, completely disrupting the peace of the Yuxu Sect.
For the first time, he realized that when a person is in extreme pain, he can roar like a beast.
Yan Huailiu locked himself in the mountains for a whole month. When he came out again, his cultivation had greatly improved. Facing people from all walks of life who came to provoke and test him, he set up a ring directly at the gate of Yuxu Sect and killed them all.
Paving the way with countless blood, those people no longer dared to covet the Yuxu Sect.
It was at that time that he firmly sat on the throne of number one in the world of immortal cultivation and never came down from it.
Yan Huailiu's temper also became unpredictable, and he especially disliked him and his junior master.
Even with Jade Purity Immortal's suicide note, Yan Huailiu still had no good face towards Baili Changhuan and forced him to move to the deserted Wuya Peak.
When facing myself, my temper is even worse.
Gu Xingyun had tried, for example, personally helping Yan Huailiu wash his clothes, cleaning his sword, and preparing various nutritious meals for him...
But Yan Huailiu never wore the clothes he washed again...
Yan Huailiu never used the sword he had touched again, even though it was the sword he had used since childhood...
Yan Huailiu only ate the food that was delivered to him occasionally.
His existence seemed to be what Yan Huailiu could not tolerate the most. After accidentally hitting him and causing him to vomit blood for the first time, Yan Huailiu seemed to have found some kind of pleasure. The wounds on his body became more and more...
After the two younger brothers became my disciples, I thought life would be better, but unexpectedly, there were just more people to be beaten with.
That night, Yan Huailiu stepped on his hand and cursed: "If it weren't for you, Master wouldn't have died! It's you, weak as ants, without the slightest ability to protect yourselves, who can only lie there waiting for my Master to sacrifice his life to save him. What gives you the right? How can you be worthy?! What about the people of the world? What about justice? It's just an excuse to kidnap my Master!"
He was sweating coldly from the pain, but Yan Huailiu's shrill voice reached his ears like thunder.
"I'm not as righteous as he is. Don't expect me to give up everything for the likes of you! Since you think you're weak, then be weak for the rest of your life! See if my Master will come back to save you!"
Those words were so heartbreaking that they shattered the last bit of resistance in Gu Xingyun's heart.
He even felt that what Yan Huailiu said made sense, and even felt that he should bear part of the responsibility for the death of Jade Purity Master.
With a guilty conscience, she accepted all the beatings and abuse from Yan Huailiu.
It was not until I grew up, made some friends I could talk to, and had a junior brother who relied on me wholeheartedly that I slowly figured things out.
The little warmth we had back then finally disappeared in this unreasonable brutality.
He began to resist and began to implement his revenge plan bit by bit, but he didn't expect...
Unexpectedly, everything changed after that rainy night.
…
The rich smell of alcohol entered Gu Xingyun's mouth as they ate each other again and again, and the smell of alcohol seemed to pass along the tip of his tongue to his brain.
Gu Xingyun reluctantly stepped back, but couldn't help but lightly bite the thin lips as if to vent his anger.
"Master, you shouldn't be nice to me."
"This is your fault."
If he keeps up that attitude, he will be tortured to death in two years at the latest.
But Yan Huailiu changed his attitude.
Whether it was acting or trickery, his old wounds were indeed healed.
The gauze curtain fell off, and Gu Xingyun seemed to have lost his strength and fell down holding Yan Huailiu.
He hugged the person whom he loved and hated tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to crush this person into pieces and embed him into his body bit by bit.
"Master, you shouldn't be so nice to me."
He had remembered such a small favor for so many years, and now that it had become like this, it would only make him even more unable to stop.
It was as if his light had shone again, and the firefly turned into the sun, a thousand times warmer than before.
"You are mine, Master. You are mine."
"Yan Huailiu, you are mine."
"Master, since you like obedient disciples, then I will be more obedient in the future, okay?"
The clouds blocked out large areas of moonlight, and one could vaguely see two figures sleeping in each other's arms on the couch.
The next day, the disciples who were in charge of the place discovered the three people.
The sound of tools falling to the ground woke Yan Huailiu up. The hangover and the unusually bright light instantly aroused his anger, and the first thing he said was, "Get out!"
The disciple wanted to say something, but when he heard this, he ran away very quickly.
Little Lightning appeared from somewhere, jumped to Yan Huailiu's hand, and rubbed his head gently against him, silently comforting him.
Yan Huailiu sat up with difficulty, rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, and opened his eyes only after consciousness slowly returned.
When he saw the person lying next to the couch, his heart skipped a beat: "Gu Xingyun?"
Little Lightning meowed at him as if complaining.
But Yan Huailiu didn't notice. His gaze stayed on Gu Xingyun's bloodstained sleeve for a long time, and he stretched out his trembling hand to the overly pale face.
Feeling the warm breath on his fingertips, Yan Huailiu breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you're not dead."
Gu Xingyun, who had woken up early and was pretending to be asleep, felt confused when he heard this.
"Wake up, Xingyun?" Yan Huailiu was probably not in a clear mind after waking up early, and forgot that he was avoiding this disciple. He just subconsciously called him with the same attitude as before.
Gu Xingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes under Yan Huailiu's force: "Master..."
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