The decent boss always wants to attack me

Han Dongyun said that it was the era of cold weapons.

If the young master's remnant soul is still there, there is a high probability that he will reappear in that world again, but he has to wait, he asked how long the wait, Han Dongyun said, thousands of years.

When the man said this, his eyes were very sad, and his smile was uglier than crying. Finally, he sat on the cloud and disappeared into the sky while shaking his head. His sigh could be faintly heard: "Old Bai, we two are idiots x ..."

Chu Xiu lowered his eyes, the golden crack in the air gradually disappeared in the air, and he stepped forward.

A light step, but in an instant, the kung fu figure was hundreds of miles away, leaving only a blurred afterimage, very fast and very slow, the whole person seemed to have completely integrated into this vast world, and he could not detect the slightest spirituality in him. force.

For thousands of years.

The moon was shining brightly, the night was as cool as water, and the tall dark black reefs looked like deformed animals in this shallow sea. A piece of carefully carved sapphire in the palm of the hand had been rubbed to give it a little warmth.

The young master left him nothing, except for the sword and this jade pendant that he might not even remember.

The man's flustered tone seemed to linger in his ears, and the sea breeze softened a little. He stroked the smooth piece of sapphire and showed a faint smile.

"Take these as some money. After a few days I can go out, and I will go out of the city to find you."

"Don't worry, I won't let you starve to death!"

He couldn't help but let out a chuckle, how can a cultivator starve to death, the young master is really stupid.

The smile slowly disappeared from his lips, and the jagged and sharp stone on the cold reef pierced the palm of his hand. He closed his eyes, and slowly stretched his fingertips forward, as if touching the warm body of the man through the damp air. palm.

Five fingers clenched in the air, as if hugging the man's waist and hugging him in his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder, calling him softly, then biting his earlobe, looking at the man like a cat whose tail was stepped on Same pop up.

A faint blush appeared on the face as cold as jade, and the man's eyes were also full of mist, and finally he stuck his head in his arms and called him sullenly: "Chu Xiu, I miss you."

The tightly closed eyes relaxed slightly, but the corners of the eyes were a little moist, and the deep wry smile was shattered by the cold wind, "Master..."

"Your uncle's Chu Xiu, can you stop obsessing with me all the time!"

With a tremor of his fingertips, Chu Xiu opened his eyes suddenly, and the sound rang through his ears like thunder, and he could even hear the sound of the man's rapid breathing in his nasal cavity because of his shortness of breath, it was as if he had come back.

The cold sea wind whizzed non-stop, and the waves beat on the reef, stirring up layers of thin foam, and there was no one else.

Breathing slowed down, hands slowly lowered, the bright moonlight shining on the body was extraordinarily cold, and the black figure was even more lonely hidden in the night.

I don’t know how long these days have passed. Every time Chu Xiu came back from those unknown worlds, he was always injured. He didn’t heal his eyes, and he didn’t care about those blood gnats. The old and new injuries never healed. Han Dongyun has nothing to say about the practice that is no different from self-mutilation.

Chu Xiu doesn't trust him, he doesn't trust everyone.

--until one day--

"found it."

This sudden sentence brought uncontrollable trembling and surprise, and those gloomy eyes also ignited a touch of light.

Watching that eager figure disappear into the hideous black crack in the air, Han Dongyun murmured to himself, can there be two identical people in a world.

The light in the darkness, the dust floating up and down, he rushed forward following a bright golden light spot in his consciousness, the oppressive dullness of shuttling through the space in the past was completely transformed into joy, the breath became more and more familiar, and his heart fluttered Jump.

Bai Qing.

master.

Jumping out of the darkness, Chu Xiu got lost in the traffic.

Breath, gone.

"Damn!!! That man, look at him!! That man is so handsome!"

A girl in a school uniform adjusted her glasses: "The fabric of the clothes looks very high-end, and the texture is good. The sword on the waist is very realistic. It should not be from the mountain."

"I'm X, he doesn't seem to be able to see it! Isn't the opportunity here!!"

The conversation that was not on the same channel came to an abrupt end when she ran towards Chu Xiu.

The young girl who had just breathed out her mouth was very shy when she came to Chu Xiu, and whispered coyly, "Little brother, where are you going, do you want me to help?"

Chu Xiu was stunned, a little golden light appeared in his dim consciousness, and the remaining breath seemed to come from the woman in front of him. He frowned and opened his lips slightly: "Bai Qing."

How could the young master be with a woman.

The girl was also stunned, she slapped her head: "Are you looking for Bai Qing? Are you his relative? Hey... When did his family have such a relative..."

Chu Xiu's face was not very good-looking, and he said in a cold voice: "Take me to see him."

It was a sunny day, but the girl shivered, feeling like being stared at by a cold poisonous snake, she didn't dare to refute, let alone help him up on her own.

After walking for a while, Chu Xiu finally understood what was wrong.

His strength was suppressed.

This place is different from all the spaces he has been to in the past. Although his spiritual power has also been weakened there, it is not like he can't even feel his breath like now. There seems to be a heavy and powerful force protecting him in the invisible air. this world.

rule.

In other words, it is the way of heaven.

"Here, it's right here, go in and find him yourself, I don't dare to mess with his father."

The girl was just about to relax when she heard the man's cold voice from behind: "What's your relationship with him?"

"Uh...do I see him as a...brother?"

Chu Xiu's face sank, and his voice lowered a bit: "Don't approach him in the future."

"......Oh."

How horny and thirsty she is to lay hands on an underage child! ?What is the matter with this person? !

The feeling that he was so handsome just now disappeared, and I just felt that something was wrong with him, the zipper on the schoolbag was rattling, and he had already disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Chu Xiu suddenly felt a little nervous. He reached out and patted the non-existent dust on the hem of his clothes, and tidied up the flat front of his clothes. Before he could speak, he was hit hard by a short figure.

A vague white shadow appeared in his consciousness, and dots of dazzling golden light emanated from him, especially conspicuous in the dark gray scene.

The heat in his chest was filled up bit by bit, his heart was tight, and the fingertips in his sleeves were trembling uncontrollably. He didn't realize that there was something wrong with his figure for a moment, and he murmured: "Master..."

The hand was slapped away mercilessly, and the immature voice of the person in front of him was a little impatient: "Crazy."

The sound of cooking and cooking in the alleys was maximized, and Chu Xiu, who was regarded as a psychopath, felt a sense of embarrassment for the first time in his life. The only result analyzed in his flustered mind was: the young master became smaller.

He closed his eyes slightly, and made a rough calculation in his mind. Before he had time to make the next step, he heard the sound of Jian Yuan's footsteps. He panicked, and hurriedly reached out to grab him and called his name, "Bai Qing !"

He couldn't see it, but he could feel the young master looking at him. The moment his eyes met, there was a loud bang in his head, and his headache was about to split. farther and farther.

Chu Xiu's face was pale, and he took a few steps forward quickly, reaching out his hand again to grab the man.

If he lets go, will he go away from him again, so far away that he can't be touched, leaving him alone in Zhongzhou.

"White... tilt..."

This call, when his fingertips touched that person, was like a heavy hammer hitting his chest hard, forcing him to bleed out, his brain was like a dozen bells dancing wildly, causing him to lose all reason. But he still didn't want to let go of the man.

take him back.

As soon as this idea appeared, he pulled Bai Qing over without hesitation, his short legs fluttered in his arms, and when that soft body was pressed against him, even though his whole body felt the pain as if being torn apart, His heart rate was still beating fast, and the tips of his ears were dyed pink drunk.

...so small and soft.

With his backhanded sword, he tore a crack in the air, and the child in his arms froze for a moment. Just as he was about to comfort him, his heart suddenly trembled. The pain of countless sharp blades piercing the skin.

Every breath was like a cold knife, deep and shallow cuts of blood in the throat, the brain was so dizzy that he couldn't even stand up, but there was a powerful force pulling Bai Qing back in the opposite direction.

The heavy and ethereal voice was like a blow to the head.

"Leave quickly."

His consciousness was completely dark. When Bai Qing's soft little hand was separated from the palm, the series of unbearable dizziness and pain disappeared without a trace, but his body was pulled into the black gap uncontrollably, and he vaguely heard the child sitting on his buttocks. There was a puzzled voice on the ground, "Huh? Why am I here?"

Just like that, I went back to the Seven Mist Gate.

Han Dongyun's focus is not here, he laughed and laughed, "It's normal for him to call you crazy, who calls you a young master these days, and shoots house fights?"

The man's gloomy face seemed to kill someone, he stopped laughing slowly, coughed a few times and said: "It means that you can see him, but you can't touch him, let alone bring him back, even if you have physical contact with him It will be forgotten soon, right? Then this is probably the rule of this world."

Chu Xiu moved his lips, and the air fell into silence.

After a while, he turned his face away and asked, "What should I call him?" He added, "In this world."

The voiceover is, what should he call Bai Qing so that he won't be disgusted with him.

Han Dongyun touched his chin and thought for a while, "Well... Bai Qing is still young now, you can call him 'little baby', and you can call him 'baby' when he grows up."

Chu Xiu listened carefully, and nodded to thank him after listening.

Han Dongyun was about to suffer internal injuries.

When Chu Xiu appeared at the door of Bai Qing's house again, Bai Qing recognized at a glance that it was the psycho who called his young master. He subconsciously picked up the broom in his hand and pressed his small body against the door, "What are you doing? There is someone in my family, believe it or not, I will call the police."

Chu Xiu suddenly remembered that he couldn't see it.

He was a little annoyed, so he clasped his index finger on the center of his eyebrows, and his spiritual power shot into his forehead. After a moment of clear vision, he saw a soft and delicate child standing at the door, looking at him vigilantly, with flesh on his face. Flesh, but the chin is very sharp, and it already looks a little white.

His heart rate started to fluctuate again, and he didn't even notice that his face was blushing. He didn't know whether it was because of excitement or because he was so cute because of his soft appearance, Chu Xiu called him a little shyly.

"Baby."

Bai Qing almost stopped breathing, her small face was full of shock, "Aunt Zhang! Hurry up and call the police!!! There are pedophiles who want to kidnap and traffic me!!!"