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Chapter 1094 The Fierce Beast Recognizes Its Master
"Brother, eat..."

Su Hun held the pancake and handed it to Su Ye, his eyes as clear as a thawed stream in early spring.

"Master said that you have the energy of the Purple Star, so he asked Dun'er to follow you..."

Before she finished her words, her nose suddenly turned red and she was about to cry again.

Su Ye looked at this "cousin" who was half a head taller than him, and suddenly remembered the record in "Classic of Mountains and Seas" in his previous life - the four ferocious beasts of Chaos "look like dogs, and eat people from the head on."

But the idiot in front of him who was holding the pancake and was about to share it was clearly not at all like the "ferocious beast" described in the storybook.

Uh... Of course, it could also be that Su Ye has not seen the mad look of Chaos, one of the four ferocious beasts.

"Did your master say anything else?"

Su Ye took the pancake, broke it in half, and handed the piece with the tooth mark back.

This action made Xuanwu smack his lips in amazement - their prince was a germaphobe, and even the jade cup bestowed by the emperor had to be padded with silver thread before use.

Su Hun tilted his head and thought for a while, then suddenly pulled out a wooden hairpin from his bun. The hairpin was completely black, but the head of the hairpin was carved with a nine-hole exquisite heart pattern, which was exactly the same as the Taoist "Monkey Heart and Horse" seal.

He carefully inserted the wooden hairpin into Su Ye's hair, his movements as gentle as if he was treating fragile porcelain.

"Master said... that my brother is the master of Dun'er's destiny."

"Chun'er will follow my brother from now on. Wherever my brother goes, I will go there!"

Su Hun suddenly hugged Su Ye's waist with such force that he almost knocked him over.

"This is the moment!"

Feiyan suddenly picked up the inlaid gold Boshan incense, and the frankincense in the incense burned, emitting wisps of green smoke that condensed into the shape of the Big Dipper in the air.

Yunxiao lifted his wide sleeves lightly and pressed the jade pendant on Su Hun's crown. Suddenly, seven golden needles popped out from the acupuncture points and drew seven golden arcs in the air.

The violent energy in Su Hun's body surged out like a tiger released from a slug, but turned into a docile white deer when it touched Yunxiao's Taoist robe, which proved the wonderful principle of "controlling energy with energy" in Baopuzi.

Su Ye froze in place, his muscles beneath his black cloak tensed like a bow.

As Yunxiao condensed the last bit of pure energy on his fingertips, he gathered the seventy-two silver needles into the power of Beidou Tiangang.

But the red mark on Su Hun's forehead gradually disappeared, and his golden and silver pupils lost their weirdness as if ice and snow had melted away. They reflected the snow outside the pavilion, showing the clarity unique to a child.

The idiot stared blankly at the wooden hairpin in Su Ye's hair, then suddenly grinned, with a piece of locust flower cake crumbs stained in the dimple on his cheek.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

At the same time, Xuanwu's heavy black iron mace was placed across Su Ye, trying to separate Su Hun who was hugging Su Ye tightly.

But when he saw Xuanwu approaching, Su Hun, who had been as docile as a puppy just now, suddenly felt a red aura rising from his body the moment Xuanwu's big hand like a palm-leaf fan touched his shoulder.

This energy was not like the Taoist true Qi that circulated through the meridians, but was as violent as the "Suiren drilling wood to make fire" recorded in "Huainanzi", which even burned the patterns engraved on the Xuanwu armor.

"Brother."

Su Hun let out a whimper like a trapped beast from his throat, his tall body curled up like a child, and he rested his forehead on the coiled dragon pattern on Su Ye's black cloak.

If someone else did this posture, it would be ridiculous, but he was more than eight feet tall, and looked like a tiger with its claws retracted lying in front of the steps.

The veins on Xuanwu's right hand holding the mace bulged, and the black iron armor let out a subtle dragon roar. This veteran on the battlefield knew how powerful it was. The violent energy that burst out of Su Hun's body just now should have been like a tiger out of a cage, but it automatically detoured when it touched Su Ye's body, just like a spring stream meeting the warm sun. At this time, Su Ye's sleeves fluttered and pushed Xuanwu three steps away. Su Hun's eyes were red as blood, and the muscles under his Taoist robe were knotted like the roots of an old tree, but he whimpered like a trapped beast in his throat.

Although the seven golden needles had left the body, they formed an anti-Beijing Dipper formation in mid-air. The faint blue light at the tails of the needles echoed with the extinguished light of the jade pendant between Su Hun's eyebrows.

"Your Highness, please retreat!"

Feiyan's wide sleeves rolled up the inlaid gold Boshan incense, and the green smoke from the burning frankincense in the incense actually condensed into the shape of a white tiger above Su Dun's head.

But this idiot was completely unaware of the murderous intent around him. He just held on to the corner of Su Ye's clothes tightly, with such force that the gold-thread embroidered dragon pattern was even deformed.

"Ding!"

Nine copper coins slipped out from Feiyan's wide sleeves and clinked on the blue bricks to form the "Tianfeng Gou" hexagram. The cinnabar mole on the forehead of this Yin-Yang master flickered, and actually trembled in the same rhythm as the blue smoke from the Boshan furnace on the desk.

Before he finished speaking, Su Hun suddenly tensed up like a bow, the "Tianzhu" acupoint hidden in the back of his neck bulged with blue veins an inch long, his eyes were red like blood-soaked agate, and the disordered qi around his body condensed into substance, causing a swirling gust of wind in the pavilion.

"Steady your mind!"

Yunxiao put his fingers together like swords, and seventy-two silver needles weaved a mysterious path in the void. The Taoist celestial being was sweating on his forehead. But Su Ye suddenly raised his hand, and his wide sleeves with the scent of ambergris brushed across Su Hun's messy hair, and his fingertips just stopped at the hair's whorl - which was the location of the Taoist "Baihui Point".

It is strange to say, but when this violent energy met Su Ye's palm wind, it melted away like snow in spring.

The blood color in Su Hun's eyes receded like the tide, his tall body gradually relaxed, and finally he pressed his cheek against Su Ye's palm, as docile as a cat slave curled up beside a brazier.

"This... is this only for Your Highness?"

Xuanwu stared in amazement as Su Hun buried his face in Su Ye's cloak. The young man who had been so ferocious just now was now trembling like a quail.

"'People of the same kind attract each other'? The chaotic energy in this idiot's body has merged with the purple star energy in Your Highness's body."

Yunxiao took Su Hun's wrist and examined it carefully, then suddenly chuckled.

"These seven needles seem to suppress, but in fact they use the Big Dipper's seven elements to stir up your highness's life star, which seems to be..."

Feiyan picked up the cinnabar pen and drew talismans in the air, but saw the green smoke above Su Hun's head condensed into a star map, and the twenty-eight constellations were slowly rotating around the tiger talisman on Su Ye's waist.

Before he finished speaking, Su Hun suddenly grabbed Su Ye's sleeve with such force that the gold-thread embroidered dragon pattern was pulled askew.

The tip of his nose was red, and the corners of his eyes were wet with tears, just like an abandoned puppy: "Brother, Dun'er is in pain..."

As he spoke, he took out an oil-paper package from the inner pocket of his Taoist robe. Wrapped in three layers of paper was a cold locust flower cake with crooked teeth marks on the surface.

Su Ye looked at the half-warm biscuit in his palm and suddenly felt his throat tighten. This idiot could overturn Xuanwu when he was violent, but now he put the treasured snack in front of him, just like the grateful mastiff he raised when he was a child.

He lifted his wide sleeves and tucked Su Hun's messy hair behind her ears. When his fingertips touched the Taoist seal, he vaguely heard a satisfied gurgling sound from the other person's throat.

"Your Highness, have you ever seen a trainer train a bird of prey?"

Yunxiao's fingertips brushed across the silver needle bag, and the seventy-two cold needles created a ripple-like halo under the sun.

"This idiot is now both a dormant beast and a tamed mastiff, but his calmness is only directed at Your Highness."

She suddenly stopped talking and glanced at the jade pendant on Su Ye's waist with her beautiful eyes. She saw that the dragon pattern was emitting a faint golden glow under the infiltration of the chaotic energy, which echoed the green lotus talisman on Su Hun's forehead that was about to disappear.

(End of this chapter)