usatvline Chapter 331 No Balls
Chapter 331 No Balls
Won't you abandon him?
Tang Yixien felt guilty for a moment and lowered his eyes, not daring to face Xueyu like this.
After he left, Xueyu naturally forgot about him as time went by.
"Master...Master, please don't use so much spiritual energy on these irrelevant people. It consumes too much."
Hehehe came out from somewhere, mumbling breathlessly.
Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao looked at each other.
Are you talking about these two irrelevant people?
Sheng Qingye clenched his fists.
Hehehe swallowed his saliva.
"Hehehe, hello to the master's wife." Hehehe came over and saluted.
Tang Yixien was too lazy to correct the name, so let it be.
Seeing that Xueyu was fine, Tang Yixien felt a lot more comforted. It didn't matter what name he called her.
After Xueyu gathered her spiritual consciousness and walked out of the jade pendant, she traveled a long distance with Xixi to the demon tribe.
Afterwards, clues of the Tang family disciples were found in the largest inn in the town.
Even though they hid very deeply, he was able to detect the appearance and breath of those dozen people.
After all, he has been in the Tang family for a while.
Just when Xueyu was about to go to the palace, she saw Tang Yixien coming in with his disciples.
"Madam Lord, our Lord thinks of you every day, and his thoughts are as endless as the river."
"My Lord's wife must also want..."
Hehehe's voice became lower and lower, and he felt a hint of cold chill, even colder than himself, a snow elf.
He looked up and met Sheng Qingye's eyes, which looked like they wanted to kill him.
He immediately swallowed what he was about to say and looked at Xueyu with aggrieved eyes.
Xue Yulin straightened up, looked at Sheng Qingye, and then looked back.
He thought to himself, Xixi, what you said is right, if you can speak, just say more.
Xueyu was in high spirits. He hadn't seen his wife and his beautiful disciple for a long time.
Although at this time the vinegar has been eaten into a mess and it is impossible to tell the difference.
Tang Yixin felt that as long as they didn't fight like last time, everything would be fine.
Jin Xiaoxiao still remained rational. Xueyu had been like this for a long time.
"Sir...would you like some wine to warm you up?"
At this time, two furry ears slowly rose behind the counter, and the waiter came out and said in a trembling voice.
The store suddenly became freezing cold and there was no business.
He had no choice but to wrap himself in a quilt and sell wine here.
"Bring a few pots and bring them upstairs." Tang Yixien said in a low voice.
Tang Yixin is now avoiding Xuan Yuran. Standing here is too conspicuous. After staying for a while, they will leave quickly.
After going up to the second floor, Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao began to look for the disciples of the Tang family.
"It's the young master..." A disciple saw Tang Yixin from behind the crack in the door, stuck his head out and said in surprise, then hurriedly saluted.
He thought to himself that the disciples of Bi Lingfeng were indeed powerful, as they had found the young master in just a few days.
They have cultivation, so they are naturally not afraid of the cold, but there are suddenly fewer people in the inn, so they don’t dare to show up.
Now they were finally reunited, and Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao also got their magic weapons back.
With the magic weapon in hand, both of them felt much more at ease.
Tang Yixien told his disciples to pack up and go their separate ways and meet outside the city later.
In the private room on the second floor, as soon as a few people sat down, the waiter brought up the wine.
He was no longer surprised to see handsome young men who looked like gods.
These guys don't look like ordinary people.
Jin Xiaoxiao gave the waiter a small piece of gold. The waiter was so happy that he no longer felt cold. The corpse was warm now, so he went downstairs knowing when to do so.
Now, even if his shop turned into an ice cave, he could accept it.
Several people sat down like this for a while.
As soon as Tang Yixian sat down, he stretched out his wrist, his eyes flashing slightly:
"Xueyu, this lock ring is yours, right? You should be able to open it, right?"
It turned out that Tang Yixien went upstairs to ask about the lock ring on his hand.
He felt that if he didn't bring it up, there was a high probability that no one would be willing to let him go.
He finally understood. He had clearly seen that Xueyu had noticed the lock ring on his hand.
But it was not mentioned.
"This... Madam, aren't you used to wearing it?" There was a warm smile in Xueyu's eyes.
.....
Tang Yixien's expression darkened.
"Okay, I'll do as you say. I'll untie it for you right away."
Xueyu didn't drink a sip of wine, but seemed to be drunk, with her light blue eyes full of doting and tenderness.
"Hey... My Lord..."
Hehehe, I was thinking about stopping it. It was such a good opportunity to tie the lady back.
This lock ring belongs to the Lord, so why shouldn’t it all depend on the Lord?
I'm really overwhelmed by love.
Xueyu raised her hand, and a stream of spiritual power poured into the lock ring. The lock ring circled with a flash of light and fell on the table.
Xueyu took it and it was considered to be returned to its original owner.
Tang Yixian loosened his wrists and finally felt much more at ease. The feeling of being bound all the time was really uncomfortable.
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside, and the disciple's clear voice sounded, and he was ready.
Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao changed into their usual clothes, as the formal dresses were too eye-catching. They quickly left the inn, headed east, and disappeared into the crowd at the market.
The rest of the disciples set out on another road with their horses and eventually met at the agreed place.
"Madam, are you hiding from your little disciple? Are you afraid that I can't beat him?" Xueyu said deliberately as she walked.
"It was you who gave the lock ring to Xiao Xuanwu, right?" Tang Yixien replied in a low voice.
"Nothing can be hidden from Madam." Xueyu whispered.
Tang Yixien moved quickly among the crowd. The market was bustling with people, but he always felt that something was wrong.
He always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him.
Moreover, it was definitely not Xuan Yuran. He could feel the strong murderous aura.
He stopped and looked around at the demon people around him.
"Master? It's the breath of the demon clan." Jin Xiaoxiao said in a low voice.
After hearing what Jin Xiaoxiao said, Sheng Qingye tightened his grip on his chains.
Tang Yixin suddenly remembered the day when the demons attacked Xuan Yuran.
It seems that Xuan Yuran's sealing of the demons has brought him unnecessary trouble.
Tang Yixien's brows were slightly furrowed.
Fortunately, the demonic energy is not very strong, which means that the demon level of this demon is not very high.
No, he couldn't leave this monster in the demon clan.
"Xiaoxiao, where is the demon clan? Can you find them?"
"Okay." Jin Xiaoxiao replied in a calm but firm tone.
Several people quickly retreated to the side of a nearby vendor.
"Dear guests, would you like to buy eggs?" It was the egg seller again.
"No balls." Hehe replied from the side.
Tang Yixien almost choked on his spit, but for the sake of his character, he endured it.
Just when the egg seller was about to cry again, Sheng Qingye couldn't help but take out his rare small treasury, a few taels of silver, and put it on the stall.
The chickens selling eggs stopped crying immediately.