In this environment that frightened him, Gu Xingyun became his only support.
He was like a traveler who had been thirsty in the desert for months, clinging tightly to the little water that belonged to him, desperately trying to gain a sense of security.
Gu Xingyun was completely unprepared and was pressed directly against Yan Huailiu in that hug.
Looking at the person who was hugging him and sobbing like a little animal, Gu Xingyun's heart softened. Without any hesitation, he gently picked up Yan Huailiu, held him in his arms, and patted his back very gently.
Her voice was incredibly soft: "Master, what's wrong? I'm here, don't be afraid."
At this moment, the roles of the two seemed to be completely reversed.
It was as if he was the elder, infinitely tolerant towards the person in his arms.
He coaxed Yan Huailiu and carefully calmed his master's emotions.
He even wondered if something went wrong during the transmission process. Yan Huailiu had been holding him in his arms at that time. Was there some danger that he didn't know about?
In this short period of time, he was able to guess why the two people suddenly appeared here.
For the people who are very familiar with Yan Huailiu, the yellowed blood stained with Yan Huailiu will turn into a notice of the teleportation talisman and this room full of familiar style.
It seems that his master was quite responsible in the past.
Even though there was weirdness everywhere, even though Gu Xingyun couldn't figure out many details, it didn't stop him from hugging Yan Huailiu to comfort him.
"What exactly is wrong with you? If you don't tell me, I can't give you any medicine."
Gu Xingyun sighed and let Yan Huailiu hug him tighter.
He couldn't figure out where those slender arms had so much strength, but he really liked the feeling.
I really like the dependence that Yan Huailiu showed at this time, and the hug that wanted to hold him in place.
Feeling a little pain in his body, Gu Xingyun raised the corner of his lips and whispered in Yan Huailiu's ear: "Master, try harder."
Perhaps it was because the voice was too gentle, the force that was strangling him slowly relaxed.
Gu Xingyun wasn't very satisfied: "Master...are you uncomfortable being hugged? Or is it too rough? How about I eat more in the future and become plump so that I can use you as a hug pillow, okay?"
He held Yan Huailiu in his arms and chatted nonsense, without stopping for a moment to soothe the latter's back.
Finally, under this continuous coaxing sound, Yan Huailiu's body slowly relaxed, and he gradually woke up from his state of collapse.
Gu Xingyun didn't notice and just rested his head on his shoulder, muttering half-seriously, "Master, please don't get hurt. I'll be scared. I don't know anyone here, and I've never been to this place before. They don't seem to like me. If anything happens to Master, I'll definitely be bullied and kicked out."
Yan Huailiu was able to understand what was said at this time. His eyelashes trembled a few times and he finally opened his eyes.
A familiar voice rang in my ears: "Master, I'm scared, you have to protect me."
He said he was afraid, but there was no fear on his face. Instead, he looked extremely bad.
Yan Huailiu slowly realized the situation of the two people. Feeling the gentle caress on his back, his eyes became moist, his throat tightened, and he felt inexplicably sad.
He reached out and patted Gu Xingyun on the back: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."
He is not alone. The child is younger than he was at that time. As an elder, he should not be so fragile.
He has to protect Gu Xingyun.
The expression on Gu Xingyun's face instantly disappeared, and his eyes lowered: "Master, you must keep your word."
"Well, I will protect you. Don't be afraid. I'm here."
Yan Huailiu spoke softly, not knowing whether he was comforting him or giving himself courage.
When he withdrew from his apprentice's arms, his expression was a little embarrassed.
It was difficult to control himself when he was sick, and he couldn't remember why he was hugging Gu Xingyun like that.
Gu Xingyun glanced at him and covered his waist: "Master, you are so strong. You hugged me too tightly. It hurts a little."
As spoiled as a child.
Yan Huailiu looked nervously at the place where his hand was covering: "Does it hurt? Let me see."
When he loses control, he doesn't care how hard he hits. Don't let anything happen to your apprentice.
Gu Xingyun put his hand down and smiled nonchalantly, "It's okay, maybe just a little bruise, it's not important. Master, where exactly are you feeling unwell? I have some medicine here, please see which one you can use."
He placed a few bottles on the quilt in front of Yan Huailiu. Yan Huailiu lowered his eyes, glanced at them, and said in a much lower voice: "Put them away, I'm fine."
"How can it be okay?"
Gu Xingyun frowned. He didn't look like he was okay just now.
"It's really okay. Where is this?" Yan Huailiu changed the subject and looked around the room.
It was somewhat similar to Yuxu Sect's own residence, and he felt inexplicably at ease.
"I don't know." Gu Xingyun put the things away. "I haven't had time to ask yet, but the people here seem to know Master. I heard them calling him Moon-Watching Immortal Lord."
I don’t know what I said wrong, but Yan Huailiu’s face turned pale in an instant.
Gu Xingyun's brows never relaxed. Ever since he came here, something seemed to be wrong with Yan Huailiu.
This feeling of being off made him very upset, as if something had happened that he couldn't accept.
"Master, those people are waiting for you downstairs. Do you want to meet them?"
Gu Xingyun asked.
"No, no need." Yan Huailiu answered quickly and shrank into the quilt: "I want to rest for a while."
Gu Xingyun looked at him for a long time, then slowly stood up and said, "Then Master, please rest first. I will go and find out what's going on here."
His wrist was held tightly, and there was obvious uneasiness in Yan Huailiu's eyes: "Then you, you must come back quickly."
He would really be scared. This was not the Yuxu Sect, and all his sense of security lay with this disciple.
Gu Xingyun's eyebrows softened a little, and he gently shook Yan Huailiu's hand: "Okay, disciple will be back soon."
The moment the door was closed, one could still see Yan Huailiu's reluctant look.
The corners of Gu Xingyun's lips curled up, and he was in an extremely good mood.
He really liked that his master relied on him so much, and he really liked that he only saw him in his eyes.
This feeling... is so good.
However, as soon as he turned around, the smile slowly disappeared.
Dozens of eyes below looked over at him. Gu Xingyun walked down the stairs without changing his expression, and the crowd surrounded him in an instant.
The same concern was expressed on different faces.
"How is Immortal Wangyue? Is there anything we can do?"
Gu Xingyun acted very indifferent: "Master is not feeling well, he will be fine after resting for a while. If you have nothing to do, it is best not to disturb Master."
If this kind of aloof look happened in the Yuxu Sect, those disciples would have dispersed long ago.
But these people seemed not to feel it. They all breathed a sigh of relief and even smiled at Gu Xingyun.
"You are the disciple that the Immortal Lord often mentioned, right? You have grown up so much now. It is indeed as handsome as the Immortal Lord said."
Gu Xingyun:?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
