The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Chapter 207 The Weak Cha Cha

He is truly worthy of being Xiao Yan from the Law Enforcement Hall. He is merciless to everyone, even his own Taoist partner.

Tang Yixien admired him in his heart.

Compared with Xiao Yan, Yun Zichu always holds back in every move.

On the surface, every move seemed to be effective, but secretly he was not using his full strength.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yan, who was in the middle of it, didn't notice it.

But he knew in his heart that Yun Zichu could handle such an attack from him.

Xiao Yan was very familiar with Yun Zichu's cultivation and swordsmanship.

However, there are some things that he doesn't understand enough or deeply enough.

Xiao Yan raised his sword and turned around to cut with it. Yun Zichu lowered his eyes slightly. He seemed to be not paying attention and was cut on the shoulder by the sword.

Blood suddenly gushed out, staining Yun Zichu's light blue clothes red.

Yun Zichu frowned and fell backwards, as weak as a petal.

When Xiao Yan saw this, his heart frowned. He flashed behind Yun Zichu, hugged him, and protected him in his arms.

What a green tea girl fainted.

Tang Yixin saw it clearly from the audience, Yun Zichu was quite a green tea person.

But he didn't want to expose it. They were already Taoist couples, and Tang Yixin could see that Yun Zichu liked Xiao Yan.

If you don't like it, there's no need to spend so much time thinking about Yun Zichu's current status.

However, just look at Yun Zichu's weak appearance in Xiao Yan's arms, and Xiao Yan's nervous expression.

He felt that Xiao Yan would probably never be able to escape from Yun Zichu's control in this life.

Tang Yixien was still worried about Xiao Yan.

He didn't notice that Sheng Qingye was extinguishing the astonished glances that were directed at his master.

Because Tang Yixien rarely appears in such private occasions and few people have seen him, it is inevitable that he will attract attention.

Sheng Qingye said coldly to the disciple from the noble family who was staring at his master:

"Hey bro, do you like sacks? The kind that fits over your head."

"Huh...? A sack?"

The young master from the noble family opened his mouth halfway, then reacted in a daze and hurriedly looked away.

He knew Sheng Qingye and knew this man's terrible battle record.

Sheng Qingye thought that if anyone dared to keep their eyes on his master again, he would find a sack, put it over their head and beat them up in the middle of the night.

Jin Xiaoxiao saw this from the side and smiled.

Tang Yixin didn't know all this, his eyes were all on the weak little green tea girl on the ring.

For the first time, I felt that green tea can actually be quite interesting.

Green tea is not bad tea, it depends on whether there is emotion in the tea.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yan is still treating everyone equally.

"Xiao Yan, I'm fine." Yun Zichu frowned slightly, put his head on Xiao Yan's shoulder, and said softly.

"I'll take you back to apply medicine." Xiao Yan felt sad. He didn't expect that he would hurt Yun Zichu.

This is the person he has protected since he was a child.

In this competition, Xiao Yan was finally declared the winner.

But in Tang Yixin's opinion, the final winner was Yun Zichu.

What wins or loses depends on what the person competing wants.

Just like that, the ranking competition for the day officially ended.

The three little ones took their master away intentionally or unintentionally, as there were too many people here.

Xiao Yan took Yun Zichu back to his inner room, let him rest on the bed, and went to find the medicine box.

Yun Zichu's face was pale, and he sat on the edge of the bed with a weak look, saying:

"Xiao Yan, I'm fine. I'm not in pain."

The more he said this, the more Xiao Yan blamed himself.

After getting the medicine box back, Xiao Yan tore open the clothes on Yun Zichu's arm and applied medicine to him.

The wound was extremely deep, with the skin and flesh turned over, and it looked even more frightening on the slender arm.

Xiao Yan frowned, he remembered that he didn't use that much force.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Yun Zichu's lips. He deliberately hit the sword with great force, so naturally the wound became deeper.

The powder was sprinkled on the wound, and Yun Zichu snorted lightly.

"Does it hurt?"

"fine."

Beads of sweat oozed from Yun Zichu's forehead as she leaned against the bed, looking so soft and fragile that anyone would want to hold her in their arms.

With Xiao Yan's careful efforts, he finally applied the medicine and bandaged the wound in circles.

Only then did his brows relax slightly.

"Just have a good rest, you'll be fine in a few days." Xiao Yan's voice became unusually soft.

Just as Xiao Yan was about to stand up, Yun Zichu grabbed his hand. He was afraid of pulling Yun Zichu's wound, so he quickly sat back down.

"Xiao Yan, you are still blaming me, right? Blame me for that night..." Yun Zichu's delicate and innocent eyes flushed.

"I.."

Xiao Yan knew that he was somewhat angry, but he was not a saint.

He asked himself if it weren't for that night, would he be with Yun Zichu.

The answer is of course impossible.

Besides, he is the one below.

"I'm sorry, can you forgive me? Xiao Yan..." Yun Zichu moved forward excitedly, groaned in pain, and his eyes became redder.

Xiao Yan looked at Yun Zichu and immediately said:

"Don't move, you're hurting the wound."

Yun Zichu gently held Xiao Yan's face and slowly moved closer.

Xiao Yan's heart beat faster.

He didn't know when it started, but the way he looked at Yun Zichu was different from before.

Yun Zichu looked at Xiao Yan's determined face rather than resistance, and the quilt he was clutching.

If that's the case, then he won't be polite.

Yun Zichu's breath once again filled her lips and teeth, with a gentle and lingering scent.

"Zichu...you are injured, it's not okay." Xiao Yan squeezed out a word between his lips and teeth.

"I'm fine. I miss you, Xiao Yan." A soft and charming voice was heard softly in Xiao Yan's ears.

Xiao Yan's consciousness was already blurred by the kiss, and his body slowly and instinctively lay back with the hot kiss.

Lying on the bed, I could sense my coat being taken off.

No, why is he already used to lying down?

He didn't like this habit and he was planning to change his position a few days ago.

Last time was just an accident, he just compromised temporarily.

But he couldn't bear to push Yun Zichu away. His shoulder was injured, and he was the one who cut it.

The guilt in his heart made him unable to stop the hand on his waist.

"Don't pull the wound." He also kindly reminded Yun Zichu.

There was a hint of success in Yun Zichu's eyes, but this light was mixed with infinite tenderness.

But in Xiao Yan's eyes, Yun Zichu is pitiful.

"Can you please forgive me?" Yun Zichu asked, looking into Xiao Yan's eyes.

Xiao Yan slowly closed his eyes and said nothing.

He no longer knew whether this matter was right or wrong, as he was from the Law Enforcement Hall.

He thought there was a right and wrong in everything, but in this case, he couldn't understand it.

Yun Zichu's breathing became heavier.

Forget it, he is injured, let him be today.

Xiao Yan thought so and turned his face away, looking as if he was willing to take whatever he wanted.

They are Taoist companions, and Xiao Yan is also trying to accept the idea of ​​dual cultivation.

In the soft tent, there was lingering love. This was the second time Xiao Yan felt that Yun Zichu was not that weak.