"Hmm..." It was impossible not to worry.
After all, he had lived in the Bai family for more than a month, and he had a good and cute personality, so she treated him as her younger brother.
Gu Yunzhou knew that Bai Yanyan was worried, so he didn't delay. He moved his hand slightly and a purple talisman appeared in the palm of his right hand. He slid his left hand quickly over the purple talisman, and then -
The purple talisman turned into a purple butterfly, and then the butterfly flapped its wings and flew up from his palm, turned twice in the air, and then flew towards the west.
That purple butterfly is so beautiful.
Bai Yanyan was staring at the butterfly when a slender hand reached out to her. Then the man's gentle voice came, "Psylocke has found his trail. I'll take you there."
"real?"
“You’re awesome!”
Bai Yanyan was surprised. "How can you be so great? I knew nothing would be too difficult for you."
After praising him for a while, she placed her little hand on his palm.
Gu Yunzhou's gaze moved away from the girl's bright face and fell on the white little hand. He slowly tightened his hand and held her little hand in his palm.
As he secretly realized his little thoughts, his ears felt so hot that the whole ear turned red.
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West City Courtyard.
"Little bastard, you're awake."
Liu Ziyun looked at the middle-aged man who appeared, her small hands clenched tightly with anger.
When he was at Wuyou Villa during the day, he took Xiao Chiyu to look for him, but unexpectedly he ran into Du Yue. This bad guy knocked him unconscious and tied him up here.
An hour ago, he even knocked him unconscious.
Now... he will definitely come and hit me again!
Thinking of this, Liu Ziyun's spiritual energy burst out, and he rushed towards him with clenched fists, wanting to knock him down, but -
Du Yue reached out and picked him up.
"Little bastard, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a while, you'd actually learn to practice."
"But even if you can practice, so what? You're only at the Qi training stage, so you're still useless to me!"
Du Yue sneered, lifted Liu Ziyun up high, and then threw him hard to the ground.
The beautiful scarlet robe he was wearing was torn and covered in dust. The originally delicate young boy's face was dirty. He even fell heavily, almost breaking all his bones, but he didn't cry.
Instead, she gritted her teeth, climbed up, and glared at him angrily.
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