Sick Beauty Master Self-Help Guide

Song Chuyu could only feel the light bursting out around him, and there was a bit of gray in the light.

This color, wouldn't it come out of a black hole?

Song Chuyu frowned, and wanted to raise his head to look outside, but he couldn't push Yan Xun who was holding him down.

"Ah Xun, what's wrong?" Song Chuyu asked.

Not only asking, but also wondering if the little dragon cub can let go.

There is nothing to see.

"Master, don't look." Yan Xun's voice was a bit tough, as if there was really something unseen behind it.

Even more curious.

hateful.

Song·Rebel·Chuyu was really curious.

"What is there that I can't see?"

After the light passed, Song Chuyu finally pushed Yan Xun away, still muttering these words, but when he saw the scene behind him, he was stunned.

"What is this?" Song Chuyu grabbed Yan Xun's forearm, frowned, and took two steps behind Yan Xun, with a bit of shock in his eyes.

Originally, they were standing at the mountain gate of Tianji Pavilion.

Even now, Song Chuyu took a look at the land under his feet, it seemed that it was still the bluestone floor at the gate of the mountain.

But the world in front of him is not Tianji Pavilion at all.

In other words, the world Song Chuyu sees now is not the same as the world under his feet.

Gray, with a bit of gloomy.

It feels like the whole world is black, only a little white light flashes on the small road, which seems to tell people that there is a way to this place.

In other places, there are only a few blue lights hanging in a few places along the way.

This can't be the underworld, can it?

It's kind of scary, bro.

Song Chuyu swallowed, and began to observe the obvious dividing line between the two worlds.

This dividing line looks like it started from the previous black hole.

wrong.

Where is the master?

Song Chuyu suddenly realized something was wrong.

If Song Chuyu was curious, he still had to ask.

"Where is the pavilion master?" Song Chuyu frowned, then turned to look at Yan Xun.

He has an intuition.

I always feel that Yan Xun knows a lot about the underworld.

Even more than knowing it well.

Still know a lot.

It's not right to look at this expression.

"Look at me, don't lie." Song Chuyu put on the majesty of a master.

Although his majesty as a master seems to have never existed.

"By..." Yan Xun didn't look like he was planning to hide from Song Chuyu, but when Song Chuyu asked, he was about to answer.

but.

Yan Xun spoke too slowly!

As soon as he uttered a word, Song Chuyu felt something grab his shoulder.

"What is this?" Song Chuyu reacted quickly, he quickly inserted the Chiming Sword into the floor, controlled his figure, and turned around to see what it was.

Turtle.

This hand of white light.

Very long fingers.

Terrified.

Song Chuyu's pupils trembled.

"What the hell is this?" Song Chuyu looked at Yan Xun.

For an instant, for some unknown reason, Song Chuyu suddenly felt that Yan Xun was like a... small encyclopedia.Encyclopedia, if you have any questions, please contact Yan Xun.

Kind of funny.

Song Chuyu's spiritual power flowed from her fingertips, and she pushed away the white hand. She took a few steps back and stood beside Yan Xun before looking at him again.

"It's the seeds scattered by the old ghost in the underworld. You can also understand it as a clone of spiritual power." Yan Xun said.

hiss.

Don't know where to start complaining.

Whether it is the name Bai Laogui or the noun seed.

It's all worth complaining about.

Song Chuyu's heart was broken.

"Is he called Old Ghost Bai?" Song Chuyu was a little curious.

"Yes." Yan Xun nodded.

hiss.

How could someone take such a name.

Song Chuyu looked puzzled.

"I think Master is used to it." Yan Xun and Song Chuyu have been together for a long time, and they can tell what the other party is thinking at a glance.

No voyeurism is even required.

Song Chuyu knew about this.

At first, I thought that the other party was secretly using the mind-peeping technique again, but later I realized that I had wrongly blamed the other party.

After discovering this, Song Chuyu was a little discouraged.

Why didn't I know Yan Xun well enough to see what the other person was thinking.

Obviously, the time we spend together is about the same.

hateful.

Song Chuyu thought, and glanced at Yan Xun.

"Whatever is in Master's heart is written on his face." Yan Xun was a little amused.

hiss.

The description is bad.

have to change.

Song Chuyu sighed and decided to get rid of this bad habit.

Yan Xun looked at Song Chuyu without saying a word, held the other's hand, and explained to him what the old white ghost was.

The underworld, like its name, is a world where ghosts and ghosts gather.

Some novels call it the ghost world, anyway, that's what it means.

It is a world that Song Chuyu doesn't like.

Mainly scary.

"Okay, what exactly is this thing for?" Song Chuyu interrupted the other party after listening to the other party's introduction to the underworld like a tour guide, and let the other party talk about the main points.

Say the key point is good!

Baby, are you a tour guide?

Why do you have to introduce the underworld in such detail.

Just tell me what that white fluorescent hand is.

No, I already said it.

Mainly what is this thing used for, and why it suddenly attacked people.

Sneak attack is very bad, why do you want to sneak attack, does this old ghost often do this kind of thing.

"Speaking of which, was the Pavilion Master taken away by them?" Song Chuyu suddenly asked as if thinking of something.

Yan Xun nodded.

"You didn't say it earlier." Song Chuyu frowned, looked at the other party with some disapproval, and wondered why this kid was like this.

"The master didn't give me a chance, and the old ghost Bai didn't give me a chance." Yan Xun was a little innocent, his eyes were as good as that of Song Chuyu who had successfully deceived him before, and he was Yan Xun's kid.

When Song Chuyu saw these eyes, his heart softened. He just wanted to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, but he saw many white fluorescent hands reaching towards them from the corner of his eye.

Hey Hey hey.

Why are there so many white fluorescent hands at once? !

"Master, those are the seeds of Old Bai Gui, and you named them indiscriminately." Yan Xun couldn't laugh or cry.

"As a teacher, I like to call it by this name." Song Chuyu looked at Yan Xun, expressing that he was rebellious.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

I always feel that the more Song Chuyu lives, the more he goes back, and the younger he is than Yan Xun's child.

For example, Yan Xun's child may be seven years old, but Song Chuyu can't be five years old.

"Okay, what Master says is what it is." Yan Xun's eyes were full of emotions that Song Chuyu understood but didn't want to understand.

What kind of eyes, how can you look at Master with this kind of eyes.

Sticky and greasy.

Makes people feel uncomfortable.

Song Chuyu was a little awkward, turned his eyes away, and was about to say something, but Yan Xun continued.

"It will be called this name in the future, and when the apprentice takes the underworld into his pocket, let everyone call the seed of the old white ghost by this name." Yan Xun said.

Ah this.

This is not necessary.

Too grand.

At that time, everyone thought that there was something wrong with the new ruler.

Lost the majesty that a ruler should have, and still has a bit of... sand sculpture.

"No need." Song Chuyu was still awkward, and on the surface it seemed that he was a bit cold.

Gao Leng, who was gone forever, seemed to come back for a moment.

Of course, it just seemed, and only for a moment.

After all, Song Chuyu was only awkward.

Yan Xun secretly activated the mind-peeping technique, and heard the broken thoughts in the other party's heart.

"Master, don't think about it, let's deal with these things first. After this trip, the underworld will be included in the bag, and I will close the door and scold you as you like." Yan Xun also propped up an enchantment to resist those white fluorescent lights. hand.

hiss.

Why does this sound a bit strange.

Why do I have to scold you behind closed doors?

Song Chuyu was a little strange.

It's not good to be alone and widowed in the same room.

This is not appropriate.

Song Chuyu waved his hand and shook his head, the more he thought about it, the more wrong he became.

Even shuddered.

"Master, what are you afraid of?" Yan Xun felt Song Chuyu's strangeness, glanced at him, and asked.

You still ask?

Song Chuyu didn't dare to look at the other party, and he had already started to make up strange things in his mind by poking secretly.

hateful.

Kind of scary.

It's almost as scary as this white fluorescent hand.

"Master, don't be in a daze, let's go." Yan Xun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, turned his head to look at Tianzhu who was carrying a lamp and using spiritual power to attack the white fluorescent hand, and nodded to the other party.

Tianzhu nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

The two looked at each other, Dzizhu pointed to the toes, and rushed into the white fluorescent hand with golden light all over her body.

"Will something happen?" Song Chuyu was a little worried about Tianzhu.

"Dzizhu won't be so easy to get into trouble. That old ghost is not even Tianzhu's opponent." Yan Xun smiled, looking at Song Chuyu's fearful appearance because of the unknown.

Song Chuyu avoided Yan Xun's gaze and said, "Let's follow too."

"Okay." Yan Xun didn't refuse, took Song Chuyu's hand, and Yufeng flew towards the golden light.

The number of white fluorescent hands decreased visibly with the naked eye, it seems that Yan Xun did not lie to him.

Tianzhu is too strong.

Song Chuyu sighed in his heart.

It wasn't until the last white fluorescent hand screamed and fled in all directions that Tianzhu's golden light gradually weakened.

Tianzhu turned her head, looked at Yan Xun who was flying towards this direction with Song Chuyu, and said, "It's too slow."

"Why don't we watch you fight here?" Yan Xun asked.

"Maybe your master wants to see it." Tianzhu glanced at Song Chuyu.

how do you know.

Although Song Chuyu was afraid of those hands, it felt weird.

But Tianzhu fights well, it's really cool to watch Tianzhu beat them up.

"Master likes to look at me, but not you." Yan Xun said suddenly.

hiss.

This……

Although Song Chuyu had known for a long time that his disciples were extremely possessive of him, but this seemed to be the first time he had sworn sovereignty to an outsider so bluntly.

Or maybe not the first time.

Song Chuyu thought about it for a while.

hiss.

It seems to be the first time to say it so bluntly.

"Actually..." Song Chuyu felt that he needed to defend himself.

"Master, don't you like disciples?" Yan Xun suddenly felt aggrieved.

Song Chuyu:?

Black question mark.

You have a problem, baby.

What a weird logic.

"No, Master doesn't dislike you." But Song Chuyu couldn't say that he didn't like Yan Xun. This child has a weak heart, so what if he gets sad.

As a master, Song Chuyu must not do this.

However, who would have thought that this little dragon cub is not the kind with a weak heart at all.

"Then what does Master mean, is that he likes the disciple?" Yan Xun took the opportunity to ask, and asked very quickly, anyway, Song Chuyu didn't react.

"Yes, Master likes you." Song Chuyu didn't react, and continued following the other party's words.

"Who does Master like?" Yan Xun pressed again.

Before Song Chuyu could react, the arc of reflex was a bit long.

"Master likes you, likes Yan Xun." Song Chuyu wanted to appease her little apprentice first.

Unexpectedly, after listening, the other party pressed the back of Song Chuyu's head directly, and his lips pressed against Song Chuyu's head, even biting Song Chuyu.

It hurts.

hiss.

good boy.

Good guy.

Routine is the teacher.

Song Chuyu's fist hardened.But what if the fist is hard...

It seems to be of no use.

Song Chuyu suddenly felt that he was a little bit passive in front of Yan Xun.

hiss.

Not a good sign.

While the two were still kissing here.

Tianzhu looked warily at a blue lantern floating in the air in the distance.

"coming."