Master Shizun wants to force marriage?

Xuan Yu shook her head, seeing Xuan Zhen frowned and raised the corners of her mouth to force a smile, trying to make her voice sound more relaxed: "Senior brother, don't worry, Master Heng has already summoned the heads of the top ten sects before leaving , Have you asked them to look for it together? They will always find it. Uncle Baixun will definitely...will come back."

Xuan Zhen didn't say anything, just rubbed Xuan Yu's head with a smile: "What are you doing, the little girl finally turned around, and didn't have a good talk with her senior, why did she look like she was going to cry or not, she was so ugly gone."

Xuanyu lowered her head, her voice choked with sobs: "Senior brother..."

Xuan Zhen quickly patted her on the shoulder, and there was a smile in his voice: "You said it all, Master Baixun will definitely come back. You silly girl, you are born with little mind, and now you are also worried about this Then, can you think about it with your little brain?"

Xuan Yu raised her head, her eyes were flushed, she stared at Xuan Zhen without speaking.

Xuanzhen seemed to be stunned for a moment, and immediately begged for mercy, dumbfounded: "Okay, aunt, I didn't say you were short-hearted. Senior brother knows that Xuan Yu has grown up, and he knows that he loves senior brother. But you also need someone to take care of you, don't you? Tomorrow you Just go back and do what you have to do, Dou Zi, your senior brother is enough here."

Unexpectedly, when Xuanyu heard the word "douzi", the originally red eyes suddenly burst into tears.

Yan Tong shook his head for a moment, and for a moment he seemed to feel that nothing had changed, as if he was sitting with Xuan Zhen in the vegetable garden of Yuande Xianzun last moment, laughing at Xuan Yu's lively appearance like a rolling bean .

He almost couldn't help wanting to go out, and made fun of Xuan Yu again, "Little girl, she always said that the male disciples of Qing Qiong Ding are hot-eyed, but now she is crying herself like a fool."

Xuan Yu would chase him and beat him like he did back then, and then he would push Xuan Zhen over, laughing and running away.

But after all... just thinking about it.

Xuan Yu couldn't stop crying, sobbing, she asked Xuan Zhen: "Senior brother, can Master Heng Jun really bring Senior Brother Yan Tong back?"

Xuan Zhen's eyes darkened for a moment, then he met Xuan Yu's gaze and smiled again: "Yes, this is our home, your brother Yan Tong's home, if he doesn't come back here, where else can he go?"

Suddenly, a string in Yan Tong's brain broke.

Yan Tong didn't know how he returned to the Hall of Everlasting Regret.

His mind was in turmoil.

Yuande Immortal Venerable is going to retreat, Elder Baixun is missing, the second spiritual power inexplicably appeared in Ji Heng's body, Xuanzhen Xuanyu's worried look...

What happened to the Blue Dome in the past 100 years?

Also, didn't Ji Heng abandon him as an apprentice a hundred years ago?Why did Xuan Yu not mind calling him "Brother Yan Tong" as before?

Ji Heng...

Yan Tong paused, his eyes flickered, and suddenly thought of another person: Burning Gu.

He must know what happened all these years.

Yan Tong summoned the Chi General, and asked the Chi General to bring Gu She up.

Gu She was disturbed in her dream early in the morning, her face was gloomy, and her eyelids hadn't been fully lifted when she arrived at the Hall of Everlasting Regret. "May the Lord be safe."

Yan Tong nodded: "Which hall is the Burning Gu placed in?"

When Gu She Youmengjian heard this name at first, he dozed off for more than half of the time: "The Seventh Hall. Your lord, do you want to see him?"

Yan Tong asked suddenly, "Did he go to the Hall of Everlasting Hate alone?"

Gu She: "No. When I saw him at the foot of the mountain, he was accompanied by a refined and handsome young man who didn't like to talk, and didn't attract much attention. At first, I thought he was his puppet. Later, he fell into a long-term hatred In the hall, I saw the two of them living together every day, playing chess and drinking tea, winning the best of friends. I guessed that the person might be a friend he met somewhere."

Yan Tong's eyes darkened, and he crushed the handle of the chair suddenly, with a ghostly voice: "No, you read that right."

Gu She blinked, secretly amazed that the burning Gu was absolutely extraordinary.

Which puppeteer can make such fine puppets?It's no different from real people at all...

Yan Tong glanced at him and didn't explain, just let him bring the burning Gu up immediately.

Gu She led the order, and within half a stick of incense, a man of medium stature with a wide face, wide ears, slanted eyebrows and temples came in, followed by a handsome and elegant man who kept staring down at his toes, Compared with the man just now, he is much thinner.

When the taller one entered the hall, his eyes never left Yan Tong.

That gaze was too hot, as if a needle had been quenched, and it kept piercing Yan Tong's body like a substance.

Goosebumps appeared all over Yan Tong's body when he was watched, and his brows were so wrinkled that they could kill a fly.

The man knelt down, put his hands on the ground almost piously, put his forehead on the ground, and made a very considerate royal salute: "Zhuogu pays homage to the lord, and the lord is safe."

The man next to him also knelt down with him, but he didn't say anything, just followed his movements and saluted.

Yan Tong looked away from Burning Gu, and looked at the handsome man with empty eyes and dull actions.

The man suddenly looked at him as if feeling something, his eyes lit up for a moment, but soon returned to a blank look.

Still nothing.

Although he already had guesses in his heart, when Yan Tong really saw this person's face clearly, his heart still trembled violently.

……

"Outsiders only know that our Changfeng sect has the cold and dust-free Hengjun Xianzun, the head master who has the appearance of heaven and man, and the cruel and merciless elder Wuqi," Xuanyu faced Yan Tong and Xuanyu. Really, when the two of them walked forward, she swayed a blade of grass and retreated, happily: "If you want me to say, none of these can compare to our little uncle, Elder Baixun, tsk tsk tsk, obviously they are too One of the top ten cultivation bases in the cultivation world, yet has such a tender face!"

Excitedly, she began to pull her fingers to check each item: "Almond eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, thin lips and straight nose, and a baby face. The most amazing thing is that there is a small pear dimple, which is more handsome than the young masters in the south of the Yangtze River." How much!"

Xuan Zhen listened to her with a blank expression, then looked behind her with a blank expression, cupped his hands and said, "Little uncle."

Xuan Yu froze, turned her head and saluted with lowered eyebrows.

Elder Baixun is gentle and courteous, the only thing he can't stand is his own appearance, and the last thing he can't hear others say is that he looks effeminate.

Xuan Yu stood with her head lowered for a while, but no one responded.

When he looked up again, where were Yan Tong and Ji Heng?

Knowing that she had been duped, she was so angry that she turned her nose and beat them both up and down.

"You three, stop making trouble. Gu Lian learned to make a few pastries when he went down the mountain for training last time. Xingqi is making them today. Since you guys are here, let's sit down and eat together."

Yan Tong, Xuan Zhen and Xuan Yu turned their heads together, and saw a man with gentle eyes standing at the gate of Luyou Pavilion.

The three of them shouted together: "Little Martial Uncle."

Bai Xun smiled and greeted the three of them to enter the house.

……

Yan Tong looked at the handsome man kneeling in the hall, his throat choked up for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Their little uncle, Elder Baixun from Qingqiongding, a good-tempered and elegant young man.

Right now, his eyes are empty, and he kneels in front of Yan Tong unconsciously.

The author has something to say: let the master come out in the next chapter