After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 262 Return to the Back Mountain

Chu Xinglan couldn't help but look back. The pitch-black thunder even shattered the entire space. The dark cracks exuded a chill that made him shudder just by looking at it. Fan Lou's voice was getting weaker and weaker, almost inaudible.

He felt a little reluctant and couldn't help looking at Sang Yunqi, "Um, Master, are we really not going to care about him? Nothing will happen to him, right?"

Sang Yunqi didn't even look at him, and said nonchalantly: "He won't die, it's good to let him learn a lesson."

Chu Xinglan raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Does it mean that all those who have broken through the barriers are no longer afraid of the Heavenly Dao?"

When Sang Yunqi heard this, he suddenly paused and turned his head to look at him with a smile.

"What are you thinking about? When Chai Li and Miu Zhi saw the thunderbolt, they hid as far away as they could. Don't they look like they are not afraid?"

Sang Yunqi turned his head and looked ahead, explaining: "Your father should be similar to me. I am not afraid of him. Usually, we will all look good if we give him some face."

"Fan Lou should be about the same as us, but he has just been the Demon Lord for a short time, and the demons are still fighting among themselves, so he is somewhat suppressed, but he won't die."

"Others like Xuan Ling and the demon clan's left protector should be able to resist for a short period of time."

Chu Xinglan pondered his words thoughtfully. A flash of inspiration came to his mind, but he did not catch it.

Or was it that the little boy on the side suddenly spoke up: "Is it related to the fact that the three of you are leaders of your respective tribes?"

Chu Xinglan suddenly realized, that's right, this is the reason why these people are not afraid of the way of heaven, it has nothing to do with who they are.

Sang Yunqi was somewhat surprised at the little girl's intelligence. He looked at her straight in the eye for the first time, with a flash of admiration in his eyes.

"That may be the reason. The leaders of each tribe are blessed with the power of faith of the people of each tribe. Because of the internal strife among the demons, some people do not obey the Demon Lord, so his power of faith is weak now."

"Of course, nothing is absolute. There are always people with extraordinary talents who can fight against the laws of nature by themselves. However, there are too few such people, and their appearance has its reasons."

Chu Xinglan immediately compared his master to this special situation. As far as he knew, his master should have refused to ascend first, and then was struck by lightning for three months. Once the world knew about it, he was revered as Venerable Xingheng.

He thought that the situation his master described might not even be called the Chosen Son of Heaven. The "Heaven" in the Chosen Son of Heaven refers to the Way of Heaven.

No matter how good the son of Tiandao is, he should not be able to rebel against Tiangang. It is still very easy for his father to control his son.

Chu Xinglan couldn't figure out why this kind of guy, who was born not to be bound by the laws of nature, was born.

He just felt that perhaps his master's growth experience must have been very difficult, and he must have been the type of person who was the protagonist in a storybook.

At least if he were the Heavenly Dao, he would find a way to eliminate this variable when it was still small.

Thinking of this, he looked at Sang Yunqi with some heartache.

Sang Yunqi, who was about to say something else, was suddenly choked by his look and felt uncomfortable all over.

After a long while, he said dryly: "Okay, these are still far away from you, we should go back."

Because Sang Yunqi brought Fei with him, they had already arrived at the square while they were talking. Feng Yao and others were talking in groups of three or four.

Seeing Sang Yunqi return safely, everyone cheered.

Although a lot of disciples were lost during this trip to the secret realm, it was generally a great success, which made everyone who was still alive very happy.

After learning that Miu Zhi had run away, everyone chatted happily for a few more minutes and then prepared to go home.

When passing by the Shangguan family whose gate was still closed, several sects and family heads wanted to go and attack them, but were stopped by Sang Yunqi.

In the end, they all obediently boarded their own flying boats, said goodbye and left.

Sang Yunqi was too impatient to follow the main group, so he simply said a few words to Master Lin Feng, then left with Chu Xinglan and Xiaotuanzi.

In just over an hour, the three of them had already seen the gate of Cangqiong Mountain. As they were not notified in advance, no one was there to greet them, so they went back to the back mountain quietly.

Along the way, the little dumpling satisfied his curiosity. A pair of eyes were not enough, and he was still excited when he landed.

The few of them walked back to the courtyard. Sang Yunqi sat lazily at the stone table in the courtyard, looking at the little girl seriously.

The little dumpling instantly became obedient, smiled shyly, and stood obediently beside the table.

Although there was not much time left on this trip, Chu Xinglan was already very tired. He just wanted to take a good bath and have a good sleep.

However, looking at the two silent people, he had to suppress his thoughts, sat opposite Sang Yunqi, and explained the origin of the little dumpling to his master.

When he mentioned that he planned to place the little girl in her original room first, Sang Yunqi began to express his disapproval.

"Why is she living in your house? There are spare rooms in the back mountain. She can just live in the one Xuan Ling used to live in."

Chu Xinglan was actually thinking that since he lived with his master anyway, his room was mostly empty, and he didn’t really like to go into seclusion, so it was just right for Little Tuanzi to live there. Especially the spiritual bed in there would also be good for Little Tuanzi’s cultivation.

However, he didn't expect that the master would directly refuse. He wanted to persuade him again, but the little dumpling pulled his finger and shook his head slightly at him.

"Brother, just listen to Venerable Xing Heng."

Of course little Tuanzi would be willing to live closer to Chu Xinglan, but she was not a fool. It was obvious that her brother, her master, did not like her very much.

In particular, the more her brother spoke for her, the colder his eyes became. Although she didn't understand the reason, she was quite sensitive to other people's emotions.

What's more, her brother's master can even be scolded by the Heavenly Dao, so she can't afford to offend him now.

Seeing that Little Tuanzi said this, Chu Xinglan didn't say anything else. He said goodbye to his master and took Little Tuanzi to settle down first.

After Xiaotuanzi assured her again and again that she could do it, Chu Xinglan walked towards the bathroom with a tired look on her face.

As soon as he reached the bathroom door, Chu Xinglan heard the faint sound of water coming from inside.

When Chu Xinglan realized that it was his master taking a bath inside, his face turned red instantly, even his neck and ears were red.

He knew he should turn around and leave now, but the irresistible voice kept him in place.

Chu Xinglan suddenly realized that the relationship between him and his master was no longer just a simple master-disciple relationship.

While both were awake, they kissed.