The four men I've been slag have all come to the door

At night, a snow-white puppy was fast asleep in the nest.

It lay its head on the edge of the nest, its face up, its limbs aside, revealing its snow-white belly.

The sleeping position was really weird.

For a dog, this sleeping posture is a bit too human-like.

And for so many days, this puppy seems to seldom bother Bei Qingru.

It never makes a mess in its litter like other newborn puppies, and his litter is very tidy every day.

When it was given medicine, it seldom struggled and was very well-behaved.

Even if it hurts to tear the wound sometimes, it doesn't bark.

His apprentice was also like this when he was a child, he never made people worry about him, he was very well-behaved and sensible.

Although he was still a child at that time, he already behaved almost like an adult, and only on rare occasions would he show a little childish naughtiness.

Bei Qingru couldn't help but glance at the nine stamens flower by the window again.

The moonlight was bright, and the goose-yellow nine stamens bloomed quietly under the moonlight.

Bei Qingru looked at it for a while, and couldn't help pursing her lips.

His complexion looked a little pale under the moonlight, and too many complicated colors appeared in his eyes for a while.

He looked at the little dog on the ground, but couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly.

Then, he let go of his hand again, and then, he curled up his fingers and took out the small jade box from his arms.

With white and translucent fingers, he gently opened the soul-nourishing box made of high-quality soul-raising jade.

A thin, gauze-like fragment quietly floats inside the box.

Those fragments are nothing more than physical things, the soul is in an ethereal state, and the small fragment peeled off from the soul is more like a small piece of tulle suspended in the air.

The tulle was translucent in color, but there was a faint blue light around it.

Bei Qingru looked at the shard for a long while, and finally, he stretched out his hand, took the shard out of the jade box, and put it in his palm.

The pieces had no weight and no temperature, it was so thin that it would dissipate if he touched it lightly.

Holding the fragment lightly, he approached the sleeping puppy step by step.

At that moment, even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, Bei Qingru's expression remained unchanged, but now he felt his throat tighten.

That piece of fragment has no weight, but it is suspended in Bei Qingru's palm at the moment, but he feels it is too heavy, he can't even move his fingers lightly.

He stiffened and gently brought the fragment closer to the puppy.

At that moment, Bei Qingru skipped a lot of things in his mind.

He remembered how he taught him how to practice swords on the top of the snow peak a long time ago, he remembered that he said that he would be with him forever, and he also remembered the peach blossom wine buried by the two in the peach forest...

Too many memories are mixed.

In the end, all of this came down to his softly calling out to him with a smile, Master.

"Disciple, I will always be with Master."

He said so.

At the moment when the memory ended, Bei Qingru saw the fragment in front of her suddenly light up.

That light is not very strong, even a little weak.

But just that little light was enough to make Bei Qingru stand there in a daze.

The moonlight shone on him, and his eyes shone slightly.

After a long time, he was finally able to move his somewhat stiff steps.

He was like a lonely traveler in the dark, suddenly saw that little bit of faint spark in the distance, although the light was weak, it was enough to light up his entire eyes.

Bei Qingru carefully put the petal fragment into the jade box for preservation.

Then, he bent down.

The snow-white puppy was still asleep, completely unaware of what had happened.

It lay in this little den, and it was always in his house.

He has gone to the ends of the world to look for him, but it is so close at hand, where he can touch it with just a little stretch of his hand.

And he never found out...

Bei Qingru gently stroked its soft fur.

Its fine down felt dry and soft to his hands.

Bei Qingru gently picked it up from the nest.

But it was also well-behaved, it just licked its mouth, then rubbed against Bei Qingru's arms, and then fell asleep again.

Holding the puppy in her arms, at this moment, Bei Qingru's heart suddenly seemed to be filled with something.

He put it on the bed and put a blanket over it.

The snow-white puppy radiated a faint heat beside him, and the coldness and loneliness of the night seemed to be dispelled by this bit of warmth.

Bei Qingru's disordered mood suddenly calmed down for a moment.

He closed his eyes slightly.

After so many years, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

His pale lips were pursed very lightly, like a smile.

The next day, when Jiang Zinian woke up, he suddenly realized that something was wrong with the sensation under his body.

Its nest is cushioned with cotton wool, which is very soft.

But the thing under his body feels hard when he sleeps.

In a daze, Jiang Zinian felt a little chilly, and also felt a little cold.

It felt like it was sleeping in the snow.

It opened its hazy eyes, only to realize that it was sleeping on a piece of ice jade.

This cold ice jade is very hard, and it still exudes a slight coolness, but it is a good spiritual weapon for nourishing cultivation.

If Beiqing had a jade bed of ice, he could meditate on it every day, even if he just closed his eyes and rested his mind, he could improve his cultivation.

And such a large piece of ice jade is really hard to find in the world.

and many more....

Jiang Zinian woke up suddenly.

It tilted its head and looked around.

But she saw Bei Qingru lying beside him quietly.

His delicate and clear face was magnified in front of its eyes, and seeing this face up close really had a great impact on the mind.

Bei Qingru's face is usually as cold as ice and snow, but this time even in this sleep, it gives people a feeling of icy coldness.

His brows and eyes seemed to be stained with the chill of the ice and snow of the day, and the dim light outside the window shone in, and he felt that his complexion was fair and almost translucent, and his facial features were as if carved from ice, so beautiful that he was not like a person in the world.

Jiang Zinian had always thought that his master was made of ice and snow.

The most pure and holy, but also the coldest.

Looking from a distance, I only feel that his face is cold and graceful, but when he gets close, he will feel icy cold, and he can only watch from a distance, not to play with.

Bei Qingru slept lightly, Jiang Zinian's slight movement made him open his eyes.

Even before, when Jiang Zinian was a teacher and student with this person, he had never dared to get so close to him, let alone the two of them sharing the same bed together.

Even though he was only seven years old when he came to Tianyi Peak, when he was young, he often cried because he was afraid at night, and his eyes were red every morning when he practiced sword, but Bei Qingru never asked him more questions, let alone Said he would sleep with him because of it.

So, this was the first time that Jiang Zinian was so close to him.

So close, it seemed that as long as Jiang Zinian was even a little closer to him, it would be a blasphemy.

The morning light outside the window came in through the screens.

The nine stamens by the window also swayed slightly with the wind.

The moment Bei Qingru opened his eyes slightly, there was still a little haze in his eyes.

That hazy look made Jiang Zinian's heart tremble slightly.

Bei Qingru's expression was originally cold, but this morning his brows and eyes were slightly sleepy and lazy, the two mixed together, this appearance was something Jiang Zinian had never seen before.

And he was so close to it, Jiang Zinian could almost see his slender eyelashes, leaving a little shadow under his eyes.

Jiang Zinian was so busy that he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he suppressed all the messy thoughts that came up in his mind.

As soon as he woke up, Bei Qingru saw his apprentice gently lying on the side of the bed and looking at him.

Its snow-white fur is fluffy and soft, its two ears are pointed up, and its small black eyes look at it at this moment, and it seems that it is even spiritual.

The slightly sly light in those eyes is exactly the same as his apprentice.

He had never noticed it before.

Bei Qingru couldn't help but move slightly in his heart, he reached out and stroked the little white dog.

Jiang Zi Nianben was suppressing the messy thoughts in his heart, he didn't dare to look at him anymore, he couldn't help being slightly stunned by Bei Qingru's reaching out and stroking him like this.

And Beiqing seemed to be a bit sleepy when he saw the little white dog lying on the bed.

Bei Qingru couldn't help asking: "Are you hungry?"

His voice was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and like the gurgling of a clear spring among snow peaks, it was clear and cold.

That voice made Jiang Zinian stunned again.

It looked up and saw that Bei Qingru's face was still as ice and snow this time, and his expression was the same as before.

The coldness between his brows is still daunting, the whole person is high above, cold and indifferent.

Thinking about it, how could Bei Qingru be the kind of person who is depressed because of personal affairs.

Perhaps, Bei Qingru cares more about him than he thinks, but what he cares most about is the way of heaven and the way of swordsmanship. He is a ruthless and desireless person. He may be able to leave traces in his heart, but he is as powerful as Bei Qingru and How could he allow himself to wallow in pain like this.

After a few days, he probably has come out of that shadow.

The Buddha seal between his eyebrows has disappeared at this moment, and the closed-mouthed meditation has been broken.

Perhaps, his obsession should just dissipate.

As Jian Qi said, this may be a good thing for Bei Qingru.

If he could find out about his death earlier, perhaps Bei Qingru would have suffered less pain these years, and his obsession could have been let go earlier.

Although Jiang Zi Nian faintly sensed that something was wrong with Bei Qing today, but he didn't think too much about it.

Before it could react, Bei Qingru suddenly picked it up and got off the bed.

He moves very gently.

The light lotus fragrance on Bei Qingru's body completely lingers in its nostrils.

After walking a few steps, Bei Qingru put it on the small table beside it.

Not long after, Bei Qingru came back again, holding a small green jade flower bowl in his hand.

The mouth of the bowl is in the shape of petals, it looks unique and small, the color is translucent, and there is some fine nectar in it.

Jiang Zi wondered why Bei Qing still ate these things.

At this time, he saw Bei Qingru put the small bowl in front of it, and the fragrance of the fine nectar and jade liquid in it immediately radiated out.

"Eat."

Bei Qingru said to Jiang Zinian.

Jiang Zinian was taken aback.

It naturally knows that the thing in the green jade bowl is the famous Immortal Wind Jade Dew in the cultivation world, this thing is a rare treasure in the cultivation world, monks often buy it to improve their cultivation, and Bei Qing is as pure as the fairy in this bowl The wind, rain and dew are treasures at first glance.

One drop is hard to find in the world.

Such a treasure, Bei Qingru actually used it to make dog food for a puppy?

Jiang Zi felt that it was a bit strange in his mind, but then he thought about it, when his cultivation reached the level of Bei Qingru, there was nothing good about it.

As Master Xu Jian of the Hunyuan Sect, the offerings sent by the Hunyuan Sect's subordinates every day are all treasures in the world, and they are inexhaustible. All are frugal.

This fairy wind and rain dew is a rare treasure to others, but to Bei Qingru, it is really nothing.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zinian felt much calmer.

It sticks out its small tongue to lick the fine nectar in the bowl, the jade dew is really sweet and sweet.

It's a pity that the small bowl is too small, and the little white dog's face is too big, but the last bit can't be licked anyway.

It almost buried its entire face in the bowl, and it looked really naive.

Suddenly, a hand gently lifted one corner of the small green jade bowl, and the fine liquid in the small bowl flowed to the other corner. Feng Yulu drank it all.

It is still only a small one.

After eating a bowl of fairy wind jade dew, it couldn't help belching.

Bei Qingru stroked its fur lightly again, and the coldness between its brows and eyes softened a bit when he saw it.

In the next few days, Bei Qingru never showed a trace of loneliness or sadness.

He really seemed to have completely walked out of the past.

Looking at it, Jiang Zinian felt a little more at ease.

It thought of Bei Qingru's lonely appearance a few days ago, so he couldn't help but want to get close to him to please him.

As a result, the relationship between the two gradually became closer.

When the two were masters and apprentices, Jiang Zinian had never been so intimate with him, and Bei Qingru had never been so patient and gentle with him.

But now, after Jiang Zinian became a puppy, Bei Qingru became very close to him.

Jiang Zinian took a glance at Bei Qingru, and thought to himself: Could it be...that his master is a fuzzy?

A hundred days of muscle and bone injuries, Jiang Zinian's injuries were far more than just muscles and bones before, and now the injuries on his body can only be healed day by day. It took a long time to heal.

It originally said that it would leave after its injury recovered, but now it has been unable to leave for a long time.

The tengu grew very fast when it was young, and it looked the same in a few days. Jiang Zinian raised it on Tianyi Peak for more than a month. Its previously soft cushion now also grew sharp little claws.

It can't shrink and control its claws well now, sometimes when Bei Qingru hugs him, it will catch on Bei Qingru's clothes.

But Bei Qingru has long been accustomed to this, and doesn't blame her.

When puppies grow claws, they often feel itchy and want to grind them.

For this reason, Bei Qingru specially woven a straw mat for sharpening its claws.

When weaving straw mats, although he was expressionless, when weaving carefully, his side face with downcast eyes appeared a bit gentle.

Jiang Zinian remembered that a long time ago, when Bei Qingru saw his clothes were torn, he mended them for him.

It's unimaginable that such a cold and proud person like him can afford that little silver needle.

Jiang Zinian only thinks that he is superior and unconcerned, but he doesn't know that he can mend clothes like ordinary people.

It was only in such trivial moments that Jiang Zinian could realize that he was also a mortal.

Now that he is weaving straw mats for it in this way, it looks somewhat similar to that of many years ago.

Suddenly recalling the past, Jiang Zinian couldn't help feeling a little complicated.

After the straw mat was ready, Bei Qingru placed the straw mat beside its nest.

Before Jiang Zinian couldn't find anything to sharpen his claws, he often went around grinding his claws, and sometimes his own claws would be broken if he was not careful.

Now, this straw mat is moderately soft, Jiang Zinian will never have this kind of situation again.

He had always thought that growing claws was already very painful, and he tried his best to suppress the dog's instinct, but he couldn't suppress the dog's instinct. He always found something to sharpen the claws, and he felt very ashamed for this.

But later, he discovered a more painful and embarrassing thing, that is... cutting claws!

He has passed through so many worlds so quickly, even if tortured, he has never been afraid of anything.

But... in front of Shearclaw...

He was cowardly.

That's right.

He is actually afraid of cutting his claws...

Claws are the root of all evil.That's right.

The claws have grown, not only the claws need to be sharpened, but the claws are too long, and the claws need to be cut.

Every once in a while, Bei Qingru would cut its claws.

Although I know that if the claws are not cut, they will grow into the flesh, and it will be even more painful to cut them at that time.

But Jiang Zinian was still very reluctant.

Therefore, it is very difficult for Bei Qingru to cut his claws every time.

Bei Qingru held its little claw with one hand, and the small scissors with the other.

As soon as he saw the sharp and shining silver scissors, Jiang Zinian would subconsciously draw back all his little claws, not showing a single point, and hid them all under the pink cushion.

Every time at this time, Bei Qingru would press the soft pad in the center of his little paw.

Its claws will come out neatly again.

Jiang Zi Nian then yelled at Bei Qing, looking very pitiful.

But Bei Qingru always remained unmoved, he would just keep pressing on the center of its paw with a calm expression, until it cut off the entire small paw.

Jiang Zinian would turn his head away and close his eyes.

I am not afraid.Woo.

After both claws are cut, Bei Qingru will stroke its head.

After cutting the paws, the little white dog will be revived immediately with full blood!

Sometimes Bei Qingru would give it a spiritual fruit or other small rewards after cutting it.

Every time at this time, Jiang Zinian would never accept it immediately, it would always show a bit of disdain.

It's not a child anymore, so it doesn't like this kind of thing.

But thinking that Bei Qingru has worked so hard to pick the fruit, it will always sell him some noodles, won't it?

After thinking about it for a while, it reluctantly accepted it.

It took a bite of the tender and juicy fruit.

Woohoo, so sweet!

Now Jiang Zinian hasn't slept in its nest for a long time.

Beiqing would let him sleep with him every day.

It felt a little weird at first, but then I got used to it.

Bei Qingru also likes to stroke his fur recently.

It has to be said that Bei Qingru is very good at brushing puppies.

His hands are just... addictive, cough.

Every time it nestles in his arms, Bei Qingru smoothes his hair, and his movements are gentle, and when it is comfortable being stroked, its throat will make a gurgling sound.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether it is shameful or not, Jiang Zinian can only have fun with his master like all puppies.

Do you want to touch it more?

After every incident, Jiang Zinian felt very ashamed of his actions.

It's so... shameful...

How could he indulge in that man's hands like this!

Jiang Zinian decided that next time it would never submit so obediently again, however...

Next time it would still lie limp in his arms like so many times before.

Jiang Zinian: Cough.

Jiang Zinian deeply felt that since becoming a puppy, it has become very lazy.

It is too comfortable to be beside Bei Qingru.

Eating and drinking every day passed.

At the beginning, Jiang Zinian was not used to his body, but now he gradually began to feel that... being a dog seems... not bad? ?

The idea is a little dangerous.

Of course, Jiang Zinian knew that his tengu body would transform into a human form when he became an adult.

Tengu also matures very quickly, at most one year, this body will become an adult, and at that time, no matter whether his injuries are healed or not, he should leave.

Bei Qingru was the object of his previous mission, after the mission is over, he shouldn't go too deep into his life.

He should be like in the plot, always aloof, proud and lonely, although the fairy road is cold and lonely, but perhaps only a person like him can truly break through the road and ascend to immortality.

He shouldn't be in the world of mortals, and "reaching the Tao" may be his best destination.

These days, Jian Qi also came several times.

When he came, he saw Bei Qingru's face was as usual, and even his realm was much more stable.

He couldn't help feeling relieved.

"Brother, did you let go?"

A long time ago, Jian Qi also met Master Jingyun.

At that time, Bei Qingru was already practicing closed mantra.

He asked Master Jingyun when he would be able to interpret his brother's silent meditation.

Master Jingyun is a generation of Buddhist saints. Some people say that he has already attained the Tao, but he has been reluctant to ascend, so he has been staying in the mortal world.

Master Jingyun just shook his head.

He said that he practiced Zen of death.

The so-called dead Zen means that there is no time limit. If you don't get what you want in your heart, you will practice it all your life and death.

Jian Qi was stunned at that moment.

He said: "Could it be that brother can only keep silent all his life like this!"

Master Jingyun's eyes are deep, and those eyes seem to contain everything in the world.

He typed a Buddhist gatha, Dao, closed mouth meditation to practice oral karma, but it is also a cultivation of the mind.

Dead meditation is just a way, everything starts from the thoughts in his heart, and when the obsession in his mind dissipates, the closed mouth meditation can be solved.

Jian Qi asked him again, how to dissipate his obsession?

Master Jingyun only said one thing, to untie the bell still needs to be restrained.

Jian Qi wanted to ask again, but Master Jingyun refused to speak anymore.

Goodbye now, Jian Qi saw that the Buddhist seal between Bei Qingru's brows had disappeared, so he knew that his closed mouth was broken.

Jian Qi thought of Bei Qingru who had practiced the closed-mouth meditation for more than seventy years, but in the end he couldn't realize what he wanted, so he didn't feel a little astringent in his heart.

But when he saw that his closed-mouthed chanting had been broken, he wondered if his brother's obsession had disappeared...

Bei Qingru glanced at him, and Jian Qi saw that although his face was still cold, his whole complexion seemed much better.

But to Jian Qi's question, Bei Qingru just said: "Maybe."

After hearing his words, Jian Qi couldn't help frowning slightly, as if he was a little puzzled.

But Bei Qingru didn't want to say any more.

"I want to borrow your jade token from Tianji Pavilion."

There are many jade slips in the Tianji Pavilion, and various ancient books and spells are recorded on the jade slips.

Jian Qi didn't think much, nodded and said, "I'll send someone to fetch it for you later."

"Yes." Bei Qingru responded lightly.

Just as Jian Qi was about to leave, he saw Bei Qingru take a few steps forward, then bent down and picked up the little Tengu on the ground.

At that moment, Jian Qi almost thought that he saw two figures, one big and one small, on the peak that day hundreds of years ago.

But it was obviously just a dog.

Jian Qi shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, thinking that Bei Qingru didn't seem too sad after the incident, so he felt at ease.

That night, Jiang Zi Nian was curled up into a corner of a icy jade bed.

The position where it sleeps now has been covered with a soft cushion.

This ice jade bed will not feel so cold.

And Bei Qingru was sitting on the sidelines meditating.

His face was cold, and under the moonlight, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was also cold.

With Bei Qingru's cultivation level, he no longer needs to fall asleep, and most of the time when he closes his eyes, he is also practicing exercises.

At this moment, he placed one hand on a complicated and simple jade slip, which was glowing faintly.

This scroll of jade slips recorded ancient techniques for repairing the soul, even with Bei Qingru's level of cultivation, he couldn't break all of them.

All of a sudden, too many mysterious words were skipped in his sea of ​​consciousness.

He wanted to find the most suitable method among them, so he divided his powerful spiritual consciousness into several tiny strands again and again, and searched over and over again in the jade slips.

When it was almost dawn, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, there seemed to be a very faint layer of fluorescence flowing through his eyes.

Bei Qingru took out the soul fragment from her bosom.

He put it carefully in his hand.

He took out the formula in one hand, the movements in his hand were so fast that people could hardly see clearly, and a stream of light like moonlight condensed on his fingertips.

That gleam of light seemed to condense on the stars at the fingertips.

The soul fragment in his hand suddenly floated up.

The petal fragments also began to flicker with a faint blue light.

The fragments floated on the snow-white puppy like a veil.

Bei Qingru's face was calm, not flustered, he changed the formula in his hand, and gently waved his white fingertips towards the tulle, and the fragments gradually melted into the puppy's body.

Seeing that the fragment was about to completely merge with the puppy, the fragment seemed to be blocked by something, and gradually floated up from the puppy.

The petal fragments were suspended in the air again.

Bei Qingru's eyes couldn't help but sink slightly.

And he used it a few times, but none of the fragments could merge with Jiang Zinian's soul.

Bei Qingru also felt exhausted, so she had no choice but to give up.

After thinking for a while, he took out the Soul Cultivation Box and put the petal fragments into the box.

At dawn this time, the snow-white little Tengu was still sound asleep on the bed, not knowing what happened just now.

Bei Qingru looked at him for a while, then couldn't help stretching out her fingers to lightly tap on its forehead.

He separated a ray of his consciousness and penetrated into its body.

Bei Qingru closed his eyes and looked at it, he wanted to examine its soul carefully, wanting to know where it was damaged.

This time, although he found his disciple, he felt that something happened to him that he didn't know.

Where did the injuries on his body come from?

Why did he become what he is now?

Too many questions accumulated in his mind.

But Bei Qingru would not ask these questions.

Slowly, he will find the answer.

Unexpectedly, although Jiang Zinian is only a weak puppy now, his spirit is very powerful.

Such a cultivation as Bei Qingru could not completely suppress his soul.

But the more she investigated, the more Bei Qingru couldn't help frowning slightly.

It was too deep for Bei Qingru to search, but when Bei Qingru searched, he found that Jiang Zinian's soul was branded with a master-servant contract.

The contract already looked a little bleak.

Bei Qingru could only detect that one party to the contract was a dog, but he couldn't find out the rest.

In this lowest type of master-servant contract, it is actually difficult to distinguish between the master contract and the servant contract.

When Bei Qing saw the dim color of the contract, he thought it was because Jiang Zi Nian's current cultivation was too low that the color was so dim.

Bei Qingru didn't know, but the fact that the contract was bleak was actually because the contract had passed for more than 900 years.

What Jiang Zinian signed with Yue Hongyu was just the lowest master-servant contract, and the contract would be automatically terminated after a thousand years.

Now there are only the last ten years, and nature is bleak.

However, Bei Qing thought that before Jiang Zi Nian met him, someone had forcibly signed the master-servant contract.

The Tengu Clan has always been coveted by those mortal monks because of their beauty in human form, and many people will forcibly sign a master-servant contract with the Tengu Clan.

Thinking of this, Bei Qingru couldn't help frowning slightly.

Recently, the border of the Demon Realm has been around the corner.

All the major immortal sects held a joint immortal sect meeting in the Hunyuan faction.

Yuan Mingzong, Miaolingmen, Xuantian School and other three sects sent their elders and immortals to participate.

All of a sudden, the Hunyuan faction was very lively.

Jiang Zinian has not been able to see Bei Qingru during the day for a long time these days.

As the Shangxu Sword Master of the Hunyuan Sect, he naturally wanted to go out to discuss matters.

Bei Qingru didn't allow it to go out, but kept it in Tianyi Peak.

Jiang Zinian was bored every day.

And this day, when it was lying in front of the house basking in the sun, a person suddenly flew over from the sky.

I saw him dressed in red like a gorgeous cloud in the sky.

Anyone who sees him for the first time will be amazed.

His brocade-like black ink hair flew up in the air, and his complexion was like snow, and his eyebrows were picturesque.

His amber eyes are like crystals immersed in water, pure and clear, but the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, with some charm, pure pupils and seductive eye shapes are wonderfully blended together, thin lips, The color is as light as water.

His every move is full of charm and amorous feelings, he really looks like a beautiful woman, extremely glamorous.

Yue Hongyu fell from the sky and landed tens of meters away from Jiang Zinian.

When Jiang Zinian saw this person again after many years, he was so frightened that the fur on his back almost exploded.

I saw Yue Hongyu standing not far away, he seemed to be avoiding something.

Jiang Zinian shrinks himself to a small size, it only prays that the person will not see it.

Under the master-servant contract, this person only needs to go a few steps forward to find it.

Just as Jiang Zinian's mind was spinning rapidly thinking about how to escape, Yue Hongyu not far away suddenly met its eyes.

Seeing him raise his eyebrows slightly, Jiang Zinian couldn't help narrowing his eyes when looking at it.