The sick beauty and the master are always collapsing

The dense black mist is entangled together, making people breathless. The part of the black mist on the ground is silent, and it looks so soft that it will disperse when touched. However, when they rushed to the side of the master, they showed their fierceness Even without facial features, Gu Yuan can feel coveted from them.

Yan Xingjun seemed unaware,? After turning his head to look at the crow, he quickly looked away and continued to talk to the stall owner with a smile.

As the black fog got closer and closer to Yan Xingjun.

Gu Yuan could feel the natal lamp of the master in his arms, swaying restlessly, and seemed to have noticed something was wrong, but he couldn't find what went wrong, and in the end he could only become weaker and weaker.

This is no phantom.

Although he didn't understand why he saw these strange things, Gu Yuan stepped in front of Yan Xingjun with one foot, and "Three Thousand Swords" came out in response.

I don't know if this will work, but Gu Yuan put his spiritual power on the "Three Thousand Swords". Just as the "Three Thousand Swords" came into contact with the black mist, his pupils shrank, and then he felt a sharp pain in his eyes.

Enduring the pain, Gu Yuan's sword slashed down.

Hei Wu still wanted to struggle, Gu Yuan's eyes were getting more and more painful, his blurry vision was stained with blood, he let out a cry, and the hand holding the sword exerted force, the sword actually cut the black mist.

Seeing this, Hei Mist retreated as if he had encountered a formidable enemy.

Gu Yuan withdrew his sword, and saw Yan Xingjun looking at him in astonishment, while the stall owner, who was still sitting next to the sugar maker, jumped up from his seat in fright, fearing that Gu Yuan's sword had no eyes and would poke him.

However, other people couldn't see the black mist, they only felt that Gu Yuan suddenly drew his sword and danced around.

Like a hysterical man.

After Gu Yuan glanced at the stall owner, without explaining, he retracted the "Three Thousand Swords" into the scabbard. Just as the sword was sheathed, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

It's Yan Xingjun.

"Master?" Gu Yuan asked, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xingjun's eyes were like the moon, his pupils were like stars, and he said with a smile, "Thank you, little apprentice."

The hands covering the back of the hands are like jade that has just been taken out of the refrigerator in summer, dispelling the heat of the hot summer, because it has just been taken out of the cold place, and there is still a little bit of coolness.

If it was left before, Gu Yuan only felt that the temperature was too cold.

Now it feels just right.

Gu Yuan turned his head away, and said in a muffled voice, "I have nothing to thank."

"Because the little apprentice protected me." Yan Xingjun replied quickly, wishing to stick it on Gu Yuan, or become a pendant on the little apprentice.

He was so happy that he even forgot to address him as a teacher, and he didn't care about his image as a teacher.

The little apprentice has no cleanliness, unlike Yan Xingjun who can't wait to change his clothes every hour. The little apprentice just keeps the cleanliness that a cultivator should have. Yan Xingjun knew this, so he still posted it.

The little apprentice first took him to the lower realm to play, saw many strange and novel things, and then stood up to protect him.

Although Yan Xingjun didn't know what happened, but with his cultivation base, he could feel a cold aura lingering around him, as if he wanted to stick to his bones, it was very uncomfortable.

He was already weak and sickly, and his body was not very healthy. Although his body blood was different from that of ordinary people, and he was blessed not to be easily attacked by monsters, but it was always uncomfortable to drag his sick and weak body.

No one asked about this matter, and gradually, Yan Xingjun got used to it and didn't feel pain.

This time too, although I felt uncomfortable, I didn't say it out loud.

What is different from usual is that there is a person standing beside him, holding the sword, the meaning of protection should not be too obvious, and as the little apprentice withdraws the sword, the surrounding coldness also disappears.

Yan Xingjun is not a fool, of course he knows that the little apprentice must have discovered something, dispersed those things and protected him.

Yan Xingjun softened his voice, it was sweeter than the purest water on Kunlun Snow Mountain, thicker than freshly baked honey, the ending was unconsciously drawn out, and he smiled brightly, "Little apprentice, fortunately you are my apprentice."

It actually illuminated the surrounding environment where you can't see your fingers.

Seeing Master's smile, Gu Yuan was startled, and suddenly felt that his emotions had also become very strange.

The fog of feelings that always separates him is slowly thinning, but he clearly knows that this layer of fog is still in place, and these feelings are both close and far away from him.

Gu Yuan lowered his eyes and replied, "Well, I'm just Master's apprentice."

"Ah." Yan Xingjun was stunned for a moment before laughing, "Mm."

It's just that the tone is not as active as before, and some of them have not fallen into it.

But soon, Yan Xingjun regained his spirit.

The little apprentice hasn't fully enlightened yet, it's just that the little hope in his heart hasn't been realized yet.

It's still a long time, he's not in a hurry.

Yan Xingjun looked at the crow and asked, "Is it it?"

In the blink of an eye, the crow was split in half.

But the strange thing is that the crow did not bleed, but turned into two pieces of wood and fell to the two people's feet.

The stall owner was stunned by this scene, and almost crawled to the side of the two, "This, this, is this a demon?"

People in the lower world divide those things that they don't understand into only two types: demons and immortals.

Gu Yuan said slowly, "It's puppetry."

"Puppet?" The stall owner said with a look of shock on his face, "So godlike?"

Gu Yuan ignored him, Yan Xingjun hummed, and comforted, "You should go back quickly, it's not safe here. No matter how important money is, you have to have your life, right?"

When Yan Xingjun said this, he was smiling, and his tone was gentle and smiling.

But it made the stall owner shudder.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave, it's just that the child at home is sick...

But these two must be immortals, since the immortals have spoken.

The stall owner nodded and quickly closed the stall.

Puppet Art is the unique secret technique of the Xuantian Sect in the Upper Realm. It is rumored that it can manipulate wood to make anything. Its real body cannot be easily seen by even immortals.

Because of this, Xuantianzong has a lot of information and... secrets in the cultivation world. Although he is a big sect, he does not form cliques and stay outside the sect.

Not only selling those ulterior information, but also guarding the bottom line.

This is also the reason why Xuantianzong has not been wiped out until now.

But, how could puppetry appear in such a place? !

Two pieces of wood turned to dust.

"Hmm." Yan Xingjun groaned in a low voice.

"Master?"

Yan Xingjun's face was pale, and his body was shaking from side to side.

Gu Yuan hurriedly supported Yan Xingjun.

Where neither of them saw it, the dust from the two pieces of wood quietly turned into black mist again, bypassing Gu Yuan and rushing towards Yan Xingjun.

Yan Xingjun's face was bloodless, and he held Gu Yuan's hand tightly, showing thin veins on the back of his white hand.

Gu Yuan leaned against Yan Xingjun's body, and grabbed Yan Xingjun's hand with the other hand, and saw that it was pale and thin.

It is too thin, it seems that it can be surrounded by a hand, and there will be a large gap.

Looking at this wrist, Gu Yuan couldn't help but get up cautiously, and put his hands on Yan Xingjun's wrist.

The breath in Master's body is disordered, as if blown by something. Fortunately, the green spiritual power is slowly repairing and dispelling the other spiritual energy that rushed into Master's body, but the speed is slower than last time a lot of.

Yan Xingjun whispered, "Don't worry."

The breath spilled into Gu Yuan's ears, Gu Yuan's eyes darkened, and he gave a low hum.

The eye to crack the formation is definitely not around here, so it's better to take the master back first.

Gu Yuan said: "Master, I offended you."

He bent his knees and bent down. Under Yan Xingjun's shocked gaze, he put one hand under Yan Xingjun's knee and the other behind Yan Xingjun's shoulder, and exerted force.

Gu Yuan hugged Yan Xingjun in the posture of a princess.

"Wait, wait?!" Yan Xingjun was stunned by this scene, his head went blank, and it took him a long time to realize what happened. He blushed and wanted to refuse, and Yu Guang even packed his luggage and prepared to leave when he saw it. People, but the stall owner who has not had time to leave, just feels ashamed to die.

The sudden surge of spiritual power in his body was really annoying. Before Yan Xingjun could finish his words to stop, the spiritual power started to surge again, causing him to snort, and the rest of the words were suppressed.

Before he fainted, even though his brain was clamoring for the little apprentice to put him down, his hand still unconsciously tightly grasped the little apprentice's sleeve.

Seeing the expressionless expression of the little apprentice, Yan Xingjun felt a strange feeling of unwillingness inexplicably.

He was so ashamed, why is the little apprentice so calm, it's so unfair!

He also wanted to see the little apprentice's shy look, it was too much for him to be the only one blushing.

The person in his arms stopped moving around, saving Gu Yuan a lot of effort. In front of the inn, Gu Yuan hesitated for a while, but still didn't go in. Instead, he diverted to the window of the inn where they were staying.

Master looks very good when he is shy, Gu Yuan doesn't want others to see it.

What's more, if the master wakes up and knows that everyone in the inn sees him being hugged by the princess, he will probably be so angry that he will ignore him.

Then get angry for two or three days, and then make up with him.

Gu Yuan didn't want this to happen, and finally decided to go back through the window.

Back in the room, he put Master on the bed. The adjustment of the green aura was too slow. Gu Yuan thought for a while, stretched out his hand to hold Master's hand, and slowly sent his own spiritual power to Master's veins middle.

After all, it wasn't Yan Xingjun's own spiritual power. Yan Xingjun still frowned, wanting to resist, but after a while, he put down his resistance and absorbed Gu Yuan's spiritual power into it.

Gu Yuan's spiritual power is mixed with green spiritual power, which speeds up the recovery.

After an unknown amount of time, Gu Yuan slowly withdrew his spiritual power, and leaned against the wall weakly, quietly looking at Yan Xingjun's profile.

His cultivation base was much lower than Yan Xingjun's, so it took a lot of effort to transport him there.

When Yan Xingjun woke up, it was already noon, but the outside was still dead silent and there was no sunlight.

"Little apprentice." Yan Xingjun's consciousness was not fully clear yet, relying on instinct, he touched his hands aside, and after touching a pair of warm hands, he rubbed his fingers between Gu Yuan's fingers, and after recognizing that it was the hands of the little apprentice, He held on tightly and refused to let go.

After waking up, seeing what was next to him clearly, he jumped up from the bed and said in disbelief, "Is this an inn?"

"Yeah." Gu Yuan replied.

"I, my teacher..." Yan Xingjun blushed and said awkwardly, "I..."

He remembered the posture in which he was hugged by the little apprentice before he fell asleep.

In this case, wouldn't everyone in the inn see it? !

The dignity of Qing Han immortals was lost in the lower realms.

Yan Xingjun was shy and angry at the same time, "Little apprentice! You, you don't talk to Teacher Wei, let Teacher be quiet."

"Okay." Gu Yuan sat next to him, the bed was sunken in a small arc, and Gu Yuan asked, "How long will Master be quiet?"

"Three days!" Yan Xingjun said angrily, and suddenly looked at Gu Yuan's face again, bit his lower lip, and his voice escaped from his throat, "Forget it, three hours, or a long time if it doesn't work, three or three seconds."

Gu Yuan thought, he still overestimated the master.

The author has something to say: I changed the name of the article to qwq, and I’m a little entangled, I don’t know which one is better, I hope the cuties don’t delete QAQ by mistake because of the name change

Best assist of the game: Black Fog

Yan Xingjun: QAQ is actually a long time for three seconds. I haven’t seen you for a day like three autumns. I haven’t talked to my apprentice for several days. The apprentice is so attractive, but I did such an outrageous thing.

Gu Yuan: Well, it’s too much.

Happy Friday everyone, cuties (づ￣? 3￣)づ

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