Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Before long, his hand trembled, and he panicked.

Oh my god!

Why are you crying!

He hates it most when people cry in front of him!

"Thank you, Master." Xiao Wuli took a breath, carefully took the amulet, looked down at the safety buckle in his palm, and wiped away his tears.

He also has a safety amulet now.

It was given to him by his master.

He... is someone whose safety is also hoped for.

My nose felt even more sore, and large tears kept falling.

Although he was ugly, his master still treated him very well.

Master is truly a very good person.

"Why are you crying again? Don't cry." Chi Buwan's voice unconsciously softened, as if he were coaxing a child—even though the child in front of him was half a head taller than him.

His head only reached between Xiao Wuli's lower lip and the tip of his nose, and his eyes were even lower, so he had to look up when looking at him.

Xiao Wuli nodded vigorously, but tears still streamed down her face uncontrollably.

No matter how much Chi Buwan rubbed his head this time, it was no use; instead, it only messed up his hair.

Seeing this, Chi Buwan felt a little guilty and tidied his hair, then sought help from the system: [Think of something quickly! I can't coax him!]

Little Dumpling 337, standing to the side, also seemed to be facing a formidable enemy. He held a copy of "The Great Collection of Fools" and flipped through it, but couldn't find a single picture that matched the current situation.

It tossed the book aside, plopped itself into the pile of books, and two seconds later...

Found it!!!

Almost the exact same plot!

[Speak quickly!] It's not too late, there's no rush.

337: [Host, the book says that just hugging the male lead is enough!]

Overwhelmed by Xiao Wuli's tears, Chi Buwan didn't think twice and took a step closer to him, reaching out to hug him.

Xiao Wuli's body stiffened, his mind went blank for a moment, his eyes were glazed over, and he even forgot to shed tears.

The exotic fragrance lingering around his nose was stronger than ever before, rushing into his chest cavity. As his heart pounded powerfully, the scent traveled to every part of his body. For a moment, he even felt that his master had become part of his very being.

This thought made his blood boil, his fingertips tingled with excitement, and a surge of hot blood split open and rushed in two directions.

[Ahhh, host! Xiao Wuli is having a nosebleed!!!]

Upon hearing this, Chi Buwan quickly released his hand and subconsciously raised it to wipe it for him, but it was dodged. Before he could react, Xiao Wuli had already taken five steps back, covering his nose and bowing his head to apologize.

"This disciple knows his mistake."

Is it too late?

Xiao Wuli raised his head; the nosebleed had stopped, but the tips of his ears were bright red. "A true man sheds blood, not tears. Master's teachings have always been in my heart..."

Xiao Wuli bowed deeply, his entire being radiating respect: "Disciple...disciple was just too moved this time. No one has ever been so kind to disciple before. Disciple will not shed tears so easily in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Chi Buwan paused for two seconds.

"Thank you, Master! I have a competition tomorrow, so I'll head back to the inn to cultivate now!"

After saying that, he didn't wait for Chi Buwan to speak, and immediately turned around and ran away, faster than a rabbit.

Is it too late?

Chi Buwan stared blankly, puzzled.

What happened to Xiao Wuli?

337 hid the female-oriented master-disciple novel he was reading behind his back, stammering, "N-I don't know."

If you're still unsure whether it's too late or not, then just stop trying.

[Fine, whatever happens, I'm not crying anymore.]

337 nodded seriously.

Chi Buwan glanced around and realized that he wanted to take Xiao Wuli to a secluded place to talk, but instead they walked into an alley.

no way.

Xiao Wuli was too conspicuous without his veil; people would spy on him wherever he went.

If 337 knew what he was thinking, he would definitely speak up for Xiao Wuli.

Who are the people around us looking at?!

Chi Buwan turned around to leave, but the next second, his face bumped into a fleshy wall, making him wince in pain. He looked up and saw...

Is it too late?:........

[System, what's the Demon Lord doing here?]

337 looked completely bewildered: [I don't know.]

Canglong Yuan squinted at his face, his eyes slanted upwards, and his pupils surged with a dark purple ferocity. His gaze remained fixed on his face, and his tongue unconsciously licked the tip of his teeth, like a beast eyeing its prey, with a hint of amusement.

Chi Buwan feigned ignorance: "This cultivator is...."

Canglong Yuan said casually, "Demon Lord."

Is it too late?.........

Brother, can you not be so honest?

Can we escape?

337's voice trembled slightly as he said, "[There's no escaping the host. The Demon Lord is too powerful; he's the kind of person who could kill the male protagonist and cause the world to collapse.]"

Silence is neither too late nor too late.

Canglong Yuan looked at him with great interest. Although his expression was cold and indifferent, one could see the panic in his subtle expressions.

interesting.

I haven't seen such beautiful and interesting little toys in a long time.

"The rumors about him being the most beautiful in the Three Realms are indeed true." Cang Longyuan raised his hand, his fingers hooking his chin. His dark purple eyes, like venomous snakes, traced his face inch by inch, scrutinizing him closely. He raised an eyebrow slightly, meeting Cang Longyuan's captivating peach blossom eyes: "I wonder if the Immortal Venerable has time to visit the Demon Realm for a chat and a cup of tea?"

Chi Buwan took a step back, turned her head to avoid his touch, and frowned slightly.

Canglong Yuan chuckled, "Even when you're angry, you're still so beautiful."

Chi Bu Wan: "I wonder what brings the Demon Lord to the cultivation world?"

Canglongyuan: "You."

Is it too late?

On the bright side, since he didn't come for Xiao Wuli, he can still continue his mission.

Canglong Yuan looked at him and said, word by word, "I came here for you."

Is it too late?............

Come on, as a man, he doesn't understand men at all.

However, he flirted with the wrong person; he was straight.

He bent down and searched through the storage rings late at night.

Canglong Yuan looked at him with a nonchalant smile, as if watching a little hamster in the Demon Realm, fed with human flesh, searching through his full pockets for the best human leg.

Chi Buwan was completely immersed in his own world.

"This one? No, no, it's too expensive, he can't bear to spend the money."

Pan Yu? No, no, this has to be reserved for Xiao Wuli.

.....