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

Chapter 111 I'm fine

Although he was no longer as scared as he was when he was a child, the fear seemed to be engraved in his heart.

Tang Yixin looked at Xuan Yuran in front of him, and seemed to see the scene of him being scared and crying when he was a child.

Most psychological traumas are related to childhood, when we were too young and had poor tolerance.

He reached out and held Xuan Yuran in his arms, gently stroking his back.

Xuan Yuran is afraid of fire, ultimately because he has too much empathy for others who have been hurt.

Suddenly, I was completely embraced by my master in his arms, feeling solid and warm, with a faint scent of magnolia, and a sense of security filled my heart.

This is a sense of security that I have never experienced before. Being protected and embraced like this, it feels like a power is being stimulated from deep within my heart.

This was the feeling that Master had always given him, and the fear of loneliness suddenly dissipated a lot.

Xuan Yuran asked expectantly, "Master, will you always be with me?"

Tang Yixian replied without even thinking:

"Will do."

He is the Master, so of course he will always be there.

Xuan Yuran believed it, he had always been like this.

For some words, choose to believe them firmly.

Tang Yixuan felt that the person in his arms had calmed down a lot, and he slowly let go of Xuan Yuran.

He listened to the noise outside and paid attention to the fire.

At this time, Xuan Yuran was no longer so scared, probably because he had told his childhood stories.

The deeper a person's fear is hidden, the harder it is to get out of it.

Tang Yixin is good at guiding his disciples and promoting their all-round development in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor aspects.

He tidied up Xuan Yuran's messy hair and said:

"Xiao Xuanwu, listen to what your master says. You are not afraid of fire. You are afraid that you will not be able to control the fire and cause harm to others."

This sentence seemed to have hit something.

Xuan Yuran's eyes narrowed.

Yes, is he afraid of fire?

Why is he afraid of fire?

He is not afraid of fire, and fire cannot harm him.

Tang Yixian continued:

"Don't be afraid. As long as you learn to control it, no matter what it is, it won't be so scary if you can control it. Even fire, if you can control it, can help people."

Tang Yixien's cold eyes were filled with an unwavering look, which was more charming than his beauty.

I am not afraid of beautiful people, I am afraid of beauty that is powerful and can't stop.

"It's under my control." Xuan Yuran repeated this sentence.

Tang Yixien didn't know that the more he taught his disciples, the more troublesome it would become for him.

But he has to teach.

"Okay, you stay here, I want to go and see the fireball." Tang Yixien said, and stood up.

The noise outside was getting louder at this time. He wanted to go and take a look. Even though he was a wind element and couldn't help much, he had to find a way.

Because it was he who brought the annoying Tang Tianao in, he couldn't let Miss Xiao Luo get involved, right?

Even though he was told not to light a fire, he insisted on doing so.

Tang Yixien turned around, his white clothes fluttering. Just as he was about to leave, he heard Xuan Yuran's voice behind him.

"Master, I'll go with you." Xuan Yuran also stood up, his voice no longer filled with fear, but with a steady strength.

Tang Yuxian knew that this child was very courageous.

He asked Xuan Yuran with a tentative and concerned look, "Is it really okay?"

"Master, I'm fine." Xuan Yuran nodded, but he didn't know if he would be scared in a while.

"Okay, then follow me, don't force yourself."

When the two of them arrived in the yard, Xiao Yan's serious mask was almost gone.

He silently glanced at Tang Tianao who was standing beside him.

Second Young Master, who exactly is he?

I really don't understand.

The fire was still growing, and the color of the fireball had begun to fade from brown to lighter.

In other words, the temperature is higher and more difficult to control.

But what Tang Yixin noticed first were the chains covered in white frost that were coiled around the fireball.

Sheng Qingye....

He realized that Sheng Qingye was using a magical weapon with ice spiritual power to directly fight against the open flames.

This is very torturous for the cultivator's spiritual roots and consciousness.

It's just like a swordsman roasting his sword over fire.

He looked at Sheng Qingye in the crowd.

This is crazy.

This wolf cub is having a seizure again.

At this moment, Sheng Qingye had a perverse and childish idea of ​​giving up.

He wasn't entirely angry. He also knew that if the fire couldn't be controlled, it might burn down the entire yard or even the entire town.

Jin Xiaoxiao was unable to stop it and could only try her best to protect it with the Lingxi fan.

When Sheng Qingye saw that Tang Yixin really came with Xuan Yuran, his eyes became even more fierce.

Tang Yixien told Xuan Yuran to stand still and not move.

Then, he flashed and came to Sheng Qingye, frowning, and said angrily:

"Sheng Qingye, take back the chain."

Sheng Qingye's deep and sharp eyes reflected the firelight, and he replied loudly:

"I'm fine, Master, just go and protect my junior brother."

He once again summoned his spiritual power and poured it into the chains. Under the scorching flames, he moved slightly and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Tang Yixien's heart suddenly tightened and his eyes darkened.

Who has offended Sheng Qingye again?

What stimulated you?

There are only three disciples in this group, which is more difficult than leading thirty people.

Sheng Qingye tightly grasped the chain in his hand, enduring the burning sensation transmitted to his dantian from the chain. There was a trace of scarlet blood at the corner of his lips. He stared at the fireball with burning eyes, and there was a crazy determination in his eyes.

Like an irritated eagle.

Tang Yixian stood beside Sheng Qingye and whispered:

"I have to protect Xuan Yuran as my master, and I will naturally protect you as well. You are all the same."

Sheng Qingye's sharp gaze suddenly softened, just like the instantaneous calmness of the rough sea.

What he actually wants is not the same.

The chains on his hands were still not retracted and were surrounding the flames.

The collision of ice and fire made a crackling sound.

Tang Yixien's eyes sharpened and he grabbed Sheng Qingye's hand.

As soon as he touched it, he felt a burning sensation on his hand, as if he was holding a freshly baked sweet potato. Sheng Qingye's skin had been roasted to this extent.

He has ice-type spiritual power, how can he bear it?

Tang Yixian once again said in a low and unquestionable voice:

"Sheng Qingye, take it back."

At this time, Sheng Qingye had already planned to take it back, but it was just in the planning stage.

He didn't want to make his master angry.

But at this moment, Tang Yixien slowly approached Sheng Qingye, and his breath was already in his ear.

Perhaps because it was too hot, the tips of Sheng Qingye's ears gradually turned red. At this moment, the cold voice of his master came to his ears:

"If you don't take it back, you'll lose fifty credits."