usatvline Chapter 271 He is fine, don't worry
Chapter 271 He is fine, don't worry
"That's right." The other heads of the noble families also followed suit.
Elder Ye's face turned a little blue with anger.
They just seized on this point to make a fuss.
At this time, Murong Que saw that the family heads in front of him showed surprised expressions and all looked behind him.
He turned around slowly, and his heart was suddenly shocked.
Tang Yuncang was already standing in the front hall at this time. The most important thing was that he observed and found that Tang Yuncang had no injuries on his body.
There was no black poisonous fog as rumored.
The dozen or so family heads looked at each other in shock, and quickly put down the teacups they had just picked up.
They stood up and saluted awkwardly.
"Tang... Lord Tang..." Murong Que was a little panicked for a moment.
He used to be like a lackey, trying to curry favor with Tang Yuncang.
He was also the first one to kick someone when he was down.
"What's the matter? I heard that you come here often recently, right? It seems that the Murong family is really too idle." Tang Yuncang spoke with a stern and intimidating aura.
"Lord Tang, I'm just concerned about your injury." Murong Que was extremely panicked.
This time the plan failed.
Tang Yuncang announced on the spot that the Murong family would be removed from the list of aristocratic families.
Expulsion means that all the disciples of the Murong family will be disbanded and will no longer have the ability to establish their own sect. From then on, there will be no Murong family.
Murong Que stood there in a daze, his lips pursed into a straight line, his face turning blue and white.
He looked at the noble families behind him, and none of them dared to make a sound.
He had no choice but to fall down in dejection.
When Elder Ye saw that Tang Yuncang was fine, he almost burst into tears on the spot. When he heard Tang Yuncang say that, he felt relieved.
The Murong family is always arrogant and domineering because of Murong Wan.
It's completely over now.
"Mr. Murong, please go back. Someone, show him away." Elder Ye said coldly.
Murong Que was taken away in a daze and dejected manner.
The other noble families also bowed in embarrassment and fled away.
Everyone soon knew that Tang Yuncang had come out of confinement without any problems.
Those restless families also settled down.
Killing the chicken to scare the monkey, no one wants to be expelled from the aristocratic family like the Murong family.
The Sheng family also transferred their disciples back, and Sheng Qingye finally didn't have to be so busy anymore.
He also had to admire Tang Yixin, who was able to solve the problem even without any cultivation.
But none of this mattered to him. As long as his master was by his side and he could kiss, hug, and lift him up high, he would be as happy as a child.
Tang Yixin has no cultivation now, so he really can't do anything to Sheng Qingye, but fortunately, he didn't take any further action.
The palace of the demon clan is built in the mountains. It looks magnificent from a distance. This is all accumulated bit by bit by their ancestors.
By the time of Xuan Yuran's father's generation, things were somewhat lonely.
The dragons carved on the gate are a bit mottled.
Xuan Yuran had a high fever for more than half a month, and his body was always hot, but fortunately he was a phoenix, and the tendons and veins in his body were not afraid of heat.
The demon tribe's doctor was originally a woodpecker.
At this moment, he was sitting beside the bed and taking Xuan Yuran's pulse. He pouted his long mouth and shook his head in confusion.
"Logically speaking, it was just a superficial wound, and no vital injuries were inflicted."
"I don't know why the fever won't go away. It doesn't make sense, but judging by the pulse, it's very strong."
The doctor told the story slowly.
Su Mingyuan frowned, and suddenly, he thought of something.
He waved his hand, signaling the doctor to go down.
He remembered that Xuan Yuran had the physique of a phoenix. Legend has it that after a phoenix is injured, its demon core will be re-forged. If it survives, it will be stronger than before.
However, the reconstruction process is extremely painful, just like roasting the demon pill on fire.
No wonder, he saw Xuan Yuran in so much pain and sweating at the moment.
"Master... please don't abandon your disciple." Xuan Yuran muttered, his hands clenched tightly in front of his chest.
"Oh..." Su Mingyuan sighed helplessly. His grandson was really obsessed with Tang Yixien.
But when he thought of Tang Yixien's appearance, it wasn't surprising at all.
"Xiao Yuran, you must hold on. Master is still waiting for you, otherwise he will belong to your two senior brothers."
From two senior brothers?
Su Mingyuan was shocked by his own thoughts.
However, he couldn't care less.
He did this deliberately, constantly telling Xuan Yuran that if he was gone, Tang Yixien would belong to Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao.
Get up quickly and go get Master back.
In the second half of the night, Su Mingyuan was still guarding Xuan Yuran's bed, his face buried in his arms, still muttering those words.
In a daze, I seemed to hear someone above my head saying:
"Grandpa, please stop talking. I feel like I can't close my eyes even if I die."
Su Mingyuan suddenly looked up, his big eyes opened even wider, as if glowing.
Xuan Yuran has woken up and looks very energetic, even better than before.
Just as Su Mingyuan expected, after Xuan Yuran's phoenix body survived, his demon pill cultivation level increased greatly.
It can be seen from his slightly red pupils, and the red clothes Xuan Yuran is wearing at the moment make him look even more strange and enchanting, charming and terrifying.
He is indeed the grandson of Owl.
Xuan Yuran has been in a semi-comatose state. He felt like he was walking in a sea of fire, and his whole body was burning with pain to the point of collapse.
But just when he was about to faint from the pain, he saw a familiar white figure not far ahead.
It’s Master.
The master was right in front. He stretched out his hand towards the white figure and followed it forward.
But he could never reach that person, and he was unwilling to give up.
Why doesn’t Master want him?
He can be very obedient and can always follow behind as long as you don't abandon him.
But the figure was getting farther and farther away, just when he was about to give up.
There was a strange sound in my ears.
It is said that if he died, the master would belong to his two senior brothers.
And he kept talking and talking.
That's absolutely not possible!
The Master is his.
Just after he had gone through the most painful burning, he suddenly felt a surge of power flowing into the demon pill in his body.
The pain dissipated instantly.
When he opened his eyes, he saw his haggard grandfather looking at him happily.
He felt that his demon pill was as good as new and its demonic power was even stronger than before.
He has advanced, but he is not sure at what stage.
"Grandpa, I've been unconscious for so long, how's Master doing?"
"The cultivators and the demons are fighting." Su Mingyuan poured a glass of water from the side and handed it to Xuan Yudao.
"What?" Xuan Yuran took the cup of water and almost spilled it. He sat up from the bed and said in surprise.
"Your beloved master is fine, don't worry." Su Mingyuan said quickly.