Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

The afterglow of the setting sun in the sky colored the layers of clouds, and the red sun sank to the west, gradually dyeing the whole mountain red.

Chu Huan stood on the sword with a formula in his hand, and a black cloak enveloped him. Ordinary people couldn't even see his face clearly, only half of the mask on his face could be vaguely seen.

However, the face of the young man standing in his arms was very clear.

"Slow down." The boy's trembling voice came from his arms.

Chu Huan glanced at the young man who was curled up in his arms, and pulled his back collar speechlessly.

Following his movement, the person in his arms hugged his waist tightly.

"Don't, don't pull!"

The boy buried his head on him and said vaguely, his voice seemed to be trembling a little.

Chu Huan instantly regretted the decision he made just now. If he knew it was like this, he shouldn't have allowed the boy to send him back to the village...

He looked down at the hair of the person in his arms, and the person being stared at unconsciously rubbed against Chu Huan.

"..."

Chu Huan exerted some strength decisively, and pulled him out of his arms expressionlessly.

After seeing the dilated pupils of the gray-shirted boy, before he could speak, he cast a silence spell.

The boy was carried back by his collar the rest of the way.

Near the entrance of the village, Chu Huan saw a huge stone lying obliquely on the road, engraved with several ancient characters full of traces of time-Xinye Village.

He glanced at the young man, saw the young man nod to him, put away the sword, let go of the young man in his hand, the man in his hand was thrown to the ground in response to his movement, staggered a few steps, barely stood still body.

There are very few people in the village, and they are all mortals. There are very few cultivators in this land, and the foundation building here is a rare talent.

It was also for this reason that Chu Huan reluctantly agreed to send the gray-shirted boy back.

Seeing that Chu Huan turned around and was about to leave, the boy with curly hair was a little anxious. He walked quickly and grabbed the corner of Chu Huan's clothes, and looked up at the man who was a little taller than him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

"The time of a stick of incense will unravel by itself."

Chu Huan ignored the seemingly persuasive expression of the young man behind him, and left here.

Of course he wanted to go back to Chenmen, this time the pursuit and killing was done secretly by those two deputy sect masters who picked him up and got injured from the secret realm.

At the moment, it is imperative to go back and get rid of these dissidents.

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The breeze was blowing, and the low bushes suddenly swayed with the wind for a moment, and then a man in a black cloak appeared in front of Chenmen.

He raised his hand and took off the hood on the cloak, and the familiar mask made it easy to recognize that this was Nightmare Demon Lord.

I saw him put the sword back into the scabbard, and then passed through the intricately carved stone pillars, tapped his fingertips in the air a few times, and opened the formation.

As soon as he stepped through the door, he saw a handsome man in white clothes standing not far away.

After hearing the movement, the man in white breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and said, "You are back."

"Yeah." Looking at the familiar face in front of him, Chu Huan's mood also improved a lot.

This white-clothed man is none other than Wan Wei, one of Chenmen's deputy sect masters.

He is not only Chu Huan's subordinate, but also one of the few close friends of him after he became enchanted.

On the way for the two to go to the main hall, Wan Wei walked aside and said casually: "You don't know, these two people, Han Weishi and Gu Yun, have shown their prestige after you left these few days, as if Chenmen belonged to them. Usually, what's even more extreme is that they also privately send their disciples to those dangerous places."

Hearing this sentence, Chu Huan sneered and said, "They probably thought that this assassination would be foolproof."

"Huh? What?"

"Those two people actually did such a thing?" After hearing this sentence, Wan Wei stopped in surprise.

"I thought the two of them were just meddling in other people's business, pretending to be a bit of a bully, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf's ambition."

Chu Huan didn't speak and continued walking.

"Hey, wait for me, are you okay? I saw that you were wearing this cloak before you entered the door. Are you in good health?" Wan Wei caught up with Chu Huan who was walking in front, grabbed his arm, and stood up. I looked around in front of him.

After Chu Huan let him hold him for a few glances, he said helplessly: "Okay, I'm fine, you go tell those two people to come and wait in Chenxiao Palace."

"Don't hold on, you will be exhausted going to the secret realm this time, and the two of them dare to play tricks, it's their blessing to let them live a little longer."

"Yeah." Chu Huan laughed after hearing Wan Wei's words.

"I won't follow you anymore, I'll go first."

Seeing Chu Huan nod his head, Wan Wei turned and left in the opposite direction.

While walking, he took out a jade whistle from his pocket, brought it to his lips and blew it.

As the whistle sounded, a few pigeons with red tail feathers flew over from a distance and landed on Wan Wei's outstretched arm, chirping a few times.

After Wan Wei gave the instructions, several small and agile pigeons flew away with fluttering wings.

These are red spirit pigeons specially bred by Wan Wei to carry messages, and he especially loves these small spirit pets.

I think it has something to do with his quick-tempered and kind-hearted temperament, Wan Wei gets along very well with these newly enlightened demon spirits.

After Chu Huan and Wan Wei on the other side separated, they turned and went straight to his bedroom, Yanhua Palace.

When the other disciples in the sect saw Chu Huan on the road, they all greeted him respectfully.

The current Chenmen is not quite the same as it will be more than ten years later, and even the appearance of several palaces has changed a little.

After Chu Huan entered the bedroom, he turned around and closed the door, walked to the bed, took off the black cloak and hung it casually on one side, and sat down.

He has never been someone who would treat himself harshly, so the bed under him is also very luxurious, and the material used is all high-quality silk.

However, although the bed was well furnished, he didn't use it very often, and he spent a lot of time practicing on the futon.

Chu Huan took off several layers of clothes and glanced at the wound on his leg.

The wound was torn ferociously, and because there was a little toxin in the body of the holy spirit beast, the wound could not heal itself, so now the flesh is turned out everywhere, just looking at it is very uncomfortable.

After checking the wound, Chu Huan raised his hand and opened the mechanism beside the bed. A cabinet made of unknown material protruded from the flat wall, filled with various bottles and cans, and then Chu Huan took out a delicate golden vial from the cabinet and poured the medicine powder inside on his injured left leg.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The medicine in the golden vial is meant to cure just such poisons.

After seeing the effect, Chu Huan threw the golden vial back into the cabinet, got up, put on a coat, and walked to the Lingchi behind the bedroom.

The water in the spirit pool has a warming effect, and it is an excellent place to heal the wounded.

Even if there is no serious problem with Chu Huan, it can still play a very good role in relieving fatigue.

......

After a long while, the door of Yanhua Palace was opened from the inside, and Chu Huan walked out wearing a brocade suit and golden crown.

As the night gradually darkened, Chu Huan still walked like a stroll in the courtyard, not paying attention to the two of them at all.

In this life, he returned to Chenmen many days earlier than in the previous life, and Han Weishi and Gu Yun had not had time to make any bigger moves in the future.

The loss suffered by Chenmen is lower than in the previous life, and the two of them should deal with it better than in the previous life.

When Chu Huan finally walked leisurely to the back of the main hall, the two people waiting inside looked impatient from a distance.

After hearing the sound of footsteps, the expressions on the faces of the two paused, then stood up and saluted Chu Huan.

"Sect master can teach us to wait, hahaha"

Gu Yun complained with a smile as if joking, while laughing, the two beards on Fang's face trembled with his movements.

Chu Huan didn't answer his words, and sat directly on the main seat.

After seeing Chu Huan's reaction, Gu Yun felt a chill in his heart. After learning that the pursuit was unsuccessful, he was always uneasy.

However, the surname Han still didn't listen to him.

"What? Gu Yun, do you have an opinion?" Wan Wei asked with raised eyebrows seeing the strange expression on Gu Yun's face.

"No, how can there be any objection." After hearing Wan Wei's words, Gu Yun waved his hand hastily and denied it.

Wan Wei snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped looking at him.

For a moment, no one in the entire hall spoke, and the air was a little more terrifying.

The person sitting on the main seat took a sip of the tea on the side slowly, then raised his eyes to look at Han and Gu who were sitting upright.

"How have you two been doing recently?"

"Thanks to the concern of the head of the sect, the two of us are doing well these few days." Han Weishi saluted Chu Huan with flustered eyes.

"But I heard that the two of you have handled a lot of things in my name in the past few days, and have done a lot of good things that are beneficial to outsiders." Chu Huan sat on the upper seat and said while touching the wooden chair with his fingertips. There is a rhythmic knock on the spot.

"But are you exhausted?" After hearing Chu Huan's words, the two people below paused.

Then Gu Yun rubbed his palms, Fangzheng's face showed a bit of shyness, and he said with a smile: "I'm not tired, but I just saw how pitiful the few people who came to ask for help were, so I called some people to check it out."

"Oh~ that's it." Chu Huan nodded suddenly, "So I didn't know that you are a benevolent and kind person, Vice Sect Master Gu."

"a ha ha ha…"

Gu Yun suddenly felt that Chu Huan's words were harsh.

Beads of sweat had already formed on Han Weishi's forehead.

Seeing the different states of the two, Chu Huan suddenly smiled, and said, "But I don't know how the kindness of the two deputy sect masters can be used on outsiders. Wouldn't it be a waste of their lives to let those people go to those places?"

"I, I..." Gu Yun was stunned, unable to speak for a while.

"Before I came back today, I saw a few familiar guys on the road. Do the two deputy sect masters know who they are?"

"This, I don't know anything about this. I don't know who dared to block the way of our sect master? It's the guts of a bear and a leopard."

"I think so too." Chu Huan nodded in approval.

Gu Yun smiled flatteringly, and was about to speak, but he heard the person on the chief seat say in an incomprehensible tone: "But, why did I see your proud disciple Gu Cheng inside?"

"He also said to fulfill your Gu Yun's order."

After Han Weishi heard Chu Huan's words, the sweat on his forehead became even more intense, and he knew that he couldn't hide this matter now.

He clenched his fist with his left hand, got up and knelt down in front of Chu Huan, pointed to Gu Yun who was still in a daze and said: "Master, I listened to this villain's instigation and did something stupid for a while, please, please come in!" The Lord will punish you!"

"Punishment?"

Chu Huan repeated, and then kicked Han Weishi away.

"puff"

The person who was kicked away spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, his pupils widened, he looked up at the person sitting in the main seat, and opened his mouth.

"Kneeling too close." The chief seat said lightly.

Longevity candles were lit inside the hall, and it looked brightly lit from the outside, but because of the sound insulation array, the sound inside could not be heard.

……

At this time, the bonfire in Xinye Village in the distance burned several groups in the open space in the village, and the entire open space was very bright.

The villagers stood in front of the pot watching the fire when they had something to do, and stood by the big willow tree in the open space when they had nothing to do. People who knew the neighbors on the left and right chatted about their daily routines, and a group of children on the side also got together and played noisyly. The joyful atmosphere is very lively.

But besides these playful children, there was another child who was sitting in front of the big iron pot and stoking the fire.

At this time, a woman with a coarse kerchief on her head rolled up her cuffs and walked over with a smile, and pushed the boy in gray shirt who was sitting in front of the iron pot to help add firewood.

"A Zhuo, go play with those furry kids, I don't need your help here."

"Go~" The woman rubbed his cheeks, smiled and pushed him away from the fire.

The boy's cheeks were warmed by the fire.

"Then I can go."

"Well, let's go~" The woman waved to him gently, then turned her head to look at the fire.

The boy called A Zhuo was also Xiao Zhuo. After he left, he walked slowly behind the big willow tree, found a wooden block and sat down.

After a while, a sigh came from behind the big willow tree.

"He left without asking anything."

The boy behind the willow tree is holding a dead branch he picked up casually and drawing circles on the ground in dejection.

He had planned to make a final test and ask the black-clothed man if he could take him away, or tell him what his name was, but unexpectedly, he was put under the curse of silence.

From the first time he saw the man, he felt very familiar. The moment the man opened his mouth, he knew in his heart that this was the benefactor who had thrown him the panacea before.

Not to mention the familiar faint fragrance that he still smelled afterwards, it made him more sure that he did not admit his mistake.

Thinking of this, the young man sighed annoyedly, and his long tied hair fell down and swept over his cheeks.

Let go now, I don't know when I will see you again.