The obedient beauty is targeted by the bad guys again [Quick Wear]

Tianyuan Sect————

"Yan'er, come back quickly."

Mu Yan, who was looking for books in the library, suddenly received a message from his master.

He stopped what he was doing and took out the jade token of communication from his arms.

He glanced at Su Wen and Shu Ling who were accompanying him, and said happily, "I'll leave the matter of finding the book to Senior Brother and Shu Shu. Master seems to have something to ask me."

After saying this, he put the jade token back into his arms, turned around and skipped out of the library.

Su Wen and Shu Ling looked at each other and both smiled helplessly.

"Xiao Yanyan, he is so cute, I can hardly control my hands."

Shu Ling looked at the direction where Mu Yan left and said with a smile.

Su Wen, who was standing by, also looked in the direction where Mu Yan left, and said, "Okay, let's hurry up and look for him too."

Qingyang Peak——

Mu Yan trotted all the way back to Qingyang Peak, and as soon as he arrived at Qingyang Peak, he went straight to the residence of Venerable Qingyang.

"Master, what do you want to talk to me about?" Mu Yan asked impatiently as soon as he entered the door.

Venerable Qingyang looked at Mu Yan who walked in, smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Yan'er, come here."

Mu Yan ran over and stood in front of Venerable Qingyang, looking at him seriously.

Reverend Qingyang hugged Mu Yan into his arms, let Mu Yan sit on his lap, and then said softly: "Yan'er, did you go to the library?"

Mu Yan lowered his head, feeling a little guilty. He remembered that his master had once told him not to leave Qingyang Peak.

However, he really couldn't hold it in any longer and ran out secretly.

He found it very annoying that he could never retract his ears and tail.

Every time he went out, the disciples in the sect would stare at him with strange eyes, which made him feel very troubled.

In the past, whenever he went out, many disciples would bring him delicious food, but now they all blushed and dared not look at him directly, and would run away as soon as they saw him.

This change made Mu Yan feel confused. He wondered if everyone disliked him because of his ears and tail.

Mu Yan answered cautiously:

"Master, I just want to find a way to take back my ears and tail." His voice was filled with a hint of grievance.

Venerable Qingyang looked at the furry ears on his little disciple's head, raised his hand and gently touched them, and the touch was very soft.

"It looks great, why should I take it back?"

Reverend Qingyang muttered to himself, seeming a little puzzled.

Mu Yan's body froze when he was touched. He quickly dodged his master's hand, covered his ears, and said with a red face:

"Master, you can't touch my ears casually. Only my partner can touch my ears."

Upon hearing this, Venerable Qingyang's expression froze, a dangerous smile flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said, "What about the tail?"

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Mu Yan's disobedient, wagging tail.

Mu Yan quickly snatched his tail from his master's hand and said seriously, "No."

After Mu Yan finished speaking, he carefully observed his master. He found that his master looked at him strangely, and his eyes were full of aggression, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Venerable Qingyang's expression did not change at all, but his voice carried a hint of danger: "Really?"

Mu Yan suddenly didn’t dare to nod his head. He felt that if he nodded, something bad might happen.

Mu Yan stared at his master nervously. He hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to put his tail into his master's hand, covered his face, and said softly: "Well, Master... Master, you can touch it too, but can you be gentler?"

After saying this, his face turned as red as a ripe apple and his ears also turned red.

Venerable Qingyang looked at the furry tail in his hand, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

He reached out and stroked it, feeling the soft touch.

When he saw his little disciple's red ears, he mischievously touched the base of his tail, causing Mu Yan to tremble all over.

"Ah!" Mu Yan jumped up in fright at the sudden stimulation.

His eyes widened, his face flushed, he looked at his master in disbelief, and stammered, "Master, what are you doing?"

Reverend Qingyang looked at Mu Yan innocently and said with a smile: "Didn't Yanyan let me touch you?"

Mu Yan was left speechless by his master's answer, a trace of embarrassment and annoyance flashed across his face.

He turned his head away angrily, no longer looking at his master, muttering: "Master, why is he like this..."

Venerable Qingyang looked at Mu Yan's grumpy face and smiled helplessly.

He stood up, walked to Mu Yan, gently hugged him in his arms, and coaxed him gently: "Yan'er, the teacher was wrong, don't be angry."

His voice was full of fondness.

Mu Yan snorted softly.

After a while, he raised his head and said coquettishly, "I want to drink the master's fairy wine tonight."

He has been drooling over the wine brewed by the headmaster for a long time.

However, due to various reasons, he was never able to taste it.

Every time he went to see the headmaster, the headmaster always refused to give him any wine on the grounds of respecting his master.

This time, he finally found an opportunity to make this request to his master.

After hearing what Mu Yan said, Venerable Qingyang smiled slightly and agreed: "Okay, as long as you are happy."

When Venerable Qingyang said this, his eyes were dark.

Then, Venerable Qingyang continued, "Yan'er, your master may have to go into seclusion for a while. When your master is not here, you can live in Qingyang Peak."

Mu Yan raised his head and looked at his master, his eyes full of confusion and worry: "Master, is he going to have a breakthrough in seclusion?"

He clearly remembered that his master had already reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation. If he broke through again, it would mean that he would directly ascend to become a god.

Although he knew that his master would ascend to heaven sooner or later, he still felt reluctant to let him go.

Master has always been very good to him and has given him meticulous care and guidance.

He couldn't imagine how he would get through the days without his master.

Venerable Qingyang saw his little disciple's reluctance to leave, and a feeling of joy welled up in his heart.

He gently stroked his little apprentice's furry ears and said softly, "Don't worry, Yan'er, I won't ascend. I will always be with you."

However, deep down he had another plan.

He knew that the love between master and disciple was often despised by the world. In order to protect his young disciple from criticism from the outside world, he decided to temporarily put aside his own identity and guard him in another way.

Relying on their own abilities, no one dared to criticize them easily even when they were with their young disciples.

But he hoped to give his little apprentice a calm and peaceful living environment and not let him bear any unnecessary pressure and trouble.

Moreover, his inner demons were becoming increasingly out of control. He had never been able to control them before, and he liked to follow his heart.

Mu Yan looked at his master in surprise: "Really?"

After saying that, he suddenly came to his senses and asked worriedly, "But Master? Is it really okay if you don't ascend?"

Venerable Qingyang shook his head: "Nothing."

He couldn't ascend anyway.