Demon Lord, he is rebellious

Duan Xun withdrew his spiritual pressure and stepped into the school. The lotus pattern embroidered with golden silk on the white clothes was shining brightly in the sun.

All the children present were petrified in an instant, and even the children who were howling loudly just now fell silent for an instant, not daring to breathe.No one could have imagined that Yunhan Immortal would suddenly appear here, so it would be better to be caught by the guardian and thrown into the punishment hall.

"Bye, see the master!" Everyone saluted in unison.

Duan Xun looked at the scene, he was really messed up, the desks were overturned, and the books were stained by spilled ink.Everyone stood on the side obediently, completely opposite to the way they bared their teeth and claws just now.

Xianyu Haoyang no longer had the ferocity he had just now, and stood aside anxiously. The moon-white ground-colored gown with silver-embellished arrow sleeves was covered with shoe prints and dust, and the cirrus badge embroidered on the cuff was slightly stained with red. of blood.

A wave of anger filled Duan Xun's heart, and he said coldly: "Private fights, where do you put the sect's admonition?"

"Everyone goes to Yan Luo Hall to reflect on himself for three days, and then goes to the punishment hall to receive his punishment."

Yan Luodian, that is the small black room that these children talk about.

Regardless of the distorted faces of a group of children, Duan Xun continued to speak, "Xianyu Haoyang, follow me."

The children at the side watched Xianyu Haoyang leave with gloating.Who doesn't know, the head of the sect is the most important etiquette, and he was obviously angry after hearing what the head master said just now.

Duan Xun didn't even ride the Tonghe that was parked at the gate of the sect, he directly drew a teleportation formula in the air, and brought Xianyu Haoyang back to Huashi Pavilion.

When Duan Xun came to the study, Xianyu Haoyang followed behind him without saying a word.

"Master..." Xianyu Haoyang looked at Duan Xun's back, his voice was so low that it could not be detected.

"Master... are you angry?" Xianyu Haoyang looked up at Duan Xun without blinking his eyes.

It took Duan Xun a long time to turn around, his long black hair was tied up with the simplest white jade crown, and he looked like a natural fairy, carefully sculpting the hibiscus out of the water.

Duan Xun shook his head slightly, and said, "Why did you do it today?"

Xianyu Haoyang bit his lips, and then his eyes were filled with anger again: "They smashed the inkstone you gave me! They did it on purpose! They deserve to die!" After finishing speaking, he felt that he couldn't suppress the violence in his heart. , closed his mouth again, and stopped talking.

Duan Xun stretched out his hand to hold Xianyu Haoyang on the couch beside him, and took off the dirty robe on Xianyu Haoyang, revealing Xianyu Haoyang's immature upper body.

Xianyu Haoyang was a little embarrassed, the fear that Weng Bei brought to him unconsciously made his body tremble slightly.

Wanting to stand up and put on the robe, Duan Xun said coldly: "Don't move!" Duan Xun had never spoken to him with such an attitude, and Xianyu Haoyang felt a little timid, and sat obediently on the spot, not moving at all. Dare to move.

Duan Xun looked at the large bruises on Xianyu Haoyang's white and tender skin, and his face became even colder.

"Does it hurt?"

Duan Xun took out a jar of transparent ointment at some point in his hand, and applied it on the bruised area. The ointment had a cold feeling, accompanied by the faint warmth between Duan Xun's fingertips, which excited Yu Hao so much Yang trembled slightly all over, and his heart was pounding for some reason.

Duan Xun thought he was hurting Xianyu Haoyang, so he moved his hands more gently, but Xianyu Haoyang's body trembled even more.

Could there be internal injuries?

"Master..."

A choked voice came, and then Xianyu Haoyang hugged Duan Xun's waist and buried his head in Duan Xun's arms.Duan Xun habitually rubbed the top of Xianyu Haoyang's head with his palm.

As if some switch was touched, Xianyu Haoyang suddenly burst into tears, crying heartbreakingly.Duan Xun was stunned for a moment when he felt that the front of his clothes was soaked in warmth, and then he realized that the child in his arms was crying.

Xianyu Haoyang is a strong child, no matter whether he was humiliated by the tribe before, faced death in front of the pagoda, or was seriously injured afterwards, this 10-year-old child has never cried like this.

At this moment, Xianyu Haoyang seemed to have found a vent, and wanted to cry out to Duan Xun all the grievances and pains he had suffered before; to shed all the tears that he had swallowed before.

It's not that Xianyu Haoyang doesn't know how to cry, he just knew from a young age that crying is useless to him.You get beaten when you deserve it, you get hungry when you deserve it, and all the bullying doesn't make it any easier.

The most important thing is that no one will feel distressed because of his crying.

Now, Xianyu Haoyang has finally found the person who will truly love him and love him.In Xianyu Haoyang's heart, Duan Xun is a god, and he stretched out his hand to pull him out of the muddy hell, ignoring his filthy body, and gently gave him a hug.

Duan Xun was dumbfounded. He was obviously like a fierce little wolf dog when he was fighting just now, but now he is curled up in his arms as if he has suffered all the grievances from the whole world. Duan Xun almost melted from crying.

He wasn't very good at comforting others, so he could only brush Xianyu Haoyang's back over and over again, and kept repeating: "Be good, don't cry, the master is here."

Ever since Xianyu Haoyang cried bitterly in Duan Xun's arms that day, knowing that Master loves him, he no longer behaves as cautiously as before, gradually revealing his domineering sideways energy.

If someone robbed him of his seat, he would push that person's desk away; if someone stole his spell textbook, he would throw all of that person's books in the toilet, and let that person look at the ceiling to attend the class the next day.

The scariest thing is that every time in combat class, the natural fighter Xianyu Haoyang, avenging his personal revenge, always blatantly beat those children who provoked him and called them father and mother, several times Xianyu Haoyang even interrupted others arms and legs.

The lecturer elder sued Duan Xun.