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

Chapter 308: Master, drink it while it’s hot.

The little boy Xuanwu brought him soup again.

He had been drinking soup every day for a while and was somewhat tired of it. Tang Yixien frowned.

"Today, I specially stewed a sweet soup with white fungus and snow clam. It took me a long time to cook it. Master, please try it." There was a glimmer in Xuan Yuran's sincere eyes.

This time it’s Tremella soup?

Tang Yixin breathed a sigh of relief. He really couldn't drink the pork rib soup anymore. He had been drinking pork rib soup for half a month.

"Thank you." Tang Yixien said, and took the soup.

He didn't want to let Xiao Xuanwu down. It was heartwarming to have someone cook soup for him every day.

And his little apprentice has always warmed his heart.

The Tremella soup in the soup bowl is glossy and has a rich aroma, and you can tell it’s been carefully stewed.

Xuan Yuran looked at Tang Yixin intently, his eyes filled with calm determination and a barely perceptible hint of guilt.

"Master, drink it while it's hot." Xuan Yuran said in a low voice.

Tang Yixin picked up the spoon and drank a small spoonful of soup without noticing Xuan Yuran's eyes suddenly darkened.

Tang Yixian thinks the taste of this soup...

It's not bad, but it's too sweet. You can't taste the white fungus in the soup at all.

He placed his spoon on the soup bowl and looked up to see Xuan Yuran's clear eyes again.

"Master, it doesn't taste good, right?" Xuan Yuran asked.

"No, how can the soup made by Xiao Xuanwu be unpalatable?" Tang Yixien said softly.

He then drank the remaining soup spoon by spoon, but he always felt that the taste of the soup was a little strangely sweet.

But I don’t know what’s weird about it.

Tang Yixien put the spoon on the tray and wiped his mouth with the white silk scarf next to it.

"Master, I'm sorry." He suddenly heard Xuan Yuran say softly from the opposite side.

Tang Yixuan's heart tightened. He looked up at Xuan Yuran, looking at his guilty and strangely deep eyes.

A strong sense of drowsiness came over me, and my brain felt like it was covered with a layer of black cloth, as if I was about to faint at any moment.

"This soup..." Tang Yixien was a little shocked and couldn't believe it.

Did Xiao Xuanwu poison him?

This is impossible..

"I'm sorry, Master..." Xuan Yuran continued speaking in a low voice with his eyes lowered.

Tang Yixin's brain was buzzing, and he immediately stood up by holding the table in front of him.

Gusts of wind began to blow around, and Tang Yixin tried to use his spiritual power to resist it, but it was useless because he was too sleepy.

In a daze, he looked at his well-behaved little apprentice who slowly approached him. The unique fragrance of the young man hit him, and he felt powerlessly being embraced in the other's arms.

At this time, Xuan Yuran was already half a head taller than Tang Yixin.

"Master, don't waste your spiritual energy. Just get some sleep."

"Xuan Yu Ran..."

Tang Yixien called out slightly angrily, then fell asleep, helplessly held in Xuan Yuran's arms.

"We'll be home soon." Xuan Yuran whispered in Tang Yixin's ear, and then hugged the person tightly in his arms.

Ruanxiang's master was in his arms. Xuan Yuran's eyes gradually brightened. He could finally take the person back.

The love of the demon race is simple, especially the birds, who like to bring their beloved ones back to their nests.

Xuan Yuran is a phoenix, and his temperament is always difficult to change.

The more he likes her, the more this stubborn nature controls him. He just wants his master to be by his side.

The next step is for Xuan Yuran to steal his master back to the demon clan.

It is not easy to take the young master away from the Tang family, so he chose to act at night.

He wrapped his master in a black cloak and gently held him in his arms.

Then, taking advantage of the darkness, he quickly brought the person to the back mountain of Biling Peak.

In the dense forest at the back of the mountain, Su Mingyuan was waiting for him with two giant Qilin beasts.

Su Mingyuan looked at the beautiful Tang Yixien in his grandson's arms, and smiled with his big eyes. As an elder, he liked Tang Yixien very much.

Xuan Yuran held the unconscious Tang Yixin in front of him and sat on one of the giant Qilin beasts.

Originally, the Tang family had a barrier, but this barrier was vulnerable to Xuan Yuran.

Normally, he just didn't want to break it.

Xuan Yuran quietly opened an exit of the barrier in the back mountain. Two majestic giant beasts, the Qilin, flapped their wings and flew into the starry night sky, heading towards the demon clan.

Xuan Yuran finally returned with his beloved master in his arms. He even felt that the wind beside his ears was warm, and his heart seemed to be filled with excitement.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly around the waist.

In the wind, he leaned close to Tang Yixian's ear and whispered the boy's somewhat immature thoughts:

"Master will belong to the disciple from now on."

Then, Xuan Yuran raised the corners of his lips into a joyful and happy smile, which seemed unable to be blown away by the cold wind.

Tang Yixien frowned slightly, and moved his fingertips, but he couldn't wake up in the end.

The scenery of the demon clan is completely different from that of the cultivator clan. The Qilin flew over the ravines with hot magma flowing and the dangerous cliffs before it saw the majestic and magnificent demon clan palace standing on the top of the mountain.

This is also where Xuan Yuran lived since he was a child.

Xuan Yuran carried Tang Yixin horizontally as he walked into the palace hall, and the heavy palace doors slammed shut behind him.

Tang Yixin was once again imprisoned in an even more solid iron wall.

"The young prince has returned with a god-like boy!" The Nightingale maid ran around the entire palace to tell everyone.

She is the most gossipy person and is also the maid who took care of Xuan Yuran when he grew up.

Tang Yixin was awakened by the sunlight. When he opened his eyes, he saw a deep blue sky, which was as blue as tiles in front of him. Looking closely, he saw a transparent glass-like roof, which he had never seen before.

Tang Yixien took a moment to react and found himself lying on a soft plush couch, then he sat up.

The surrounding decorations have a simple and elegant charm and are solemn, with phoenix patterns carved on them.

This should be the demon tribe.

Xuan Yu Ran..

Tang Yixien was slightly stunned.

He still couldn't believe that his well-behaved little disciple would do this.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, and at that moment he felt something pulling on his wrist.

He raised his wrist, and in the sunlight, he saw a transparent bracelet on his wrist.

Why does this bracelet look so familiar?

Isn't this the lock ring that Xueyu used to lock him up?!

Why did it appear on his wrist again?

He raised his other hand and saw another lock ring.

He tried hard to take off the lock ring, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless. The harder he tried, the tighter the lock ring became.

He was so angry that he threw the pillow next to him to the ground, and under the pillow he actually saw the "Dual Cultivation Guidance Manual".

He gave this book to Xuan Yuran.

Her wrists were locked with a chain and there was a pornographic book under her pillow.

Tang Yixien's heart was so hurt that he could hardly bear it.

Could this be Xiao Xuanwu’s bedroom?

No.

surely not.

Tang Yixien shook his head slightly.

At this time, the heavy palace gate opened, and a gorgeous and majestic red figure walked in.

"Master, are you awake?"