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

Chapter 257 Kidnapped

Chu Xinglan didn't respond to her and asked.

"You want to go out and play? Then I'll come with you."

The area is in chaos right now, and the man in black might have some backup plan. He was not comfortable letting Little Tuanzi go out alone.

Little Tuanzi naturally had no objection. On the contrary, she felt more at ease with Chu Xinglan following her.

But when the two were about to get up and leave, they fell silent as they looked at Xu Rui, who was still lying on the ground and whose life or death was unknown, and Chen Xiu and Qi Yu, who had run away to who knows where.

Little Tuanzi raised his head and looked at Chu Xinglan: "Brother, how about I go alone?"

Chu Xinglan pinched his brows and couldn't help but scold Qi Yu in his heart again.

He walked forward, pulled Xu Rui up and put him on his shoulders, and said to the little dumpling, "Let's send him to the disciples of Cangqiong Mountain first, and then I will take you around."

Little Dumpling nodded, she had no objection. She felt a little guilty about leaving a half-dead guy here.

The two of them went over and after giving instructions to those people, Chu Xinglan took Xiaotuanzi and left the square.

In fact, there is really nothing to see nearby. Apart from this square, there is not even a forest within dozens of miles.

Apart from some wild flowers and weeds, there was not even a single monster to be seen.

However, the little dumpling seemed to be very interested in everything he saw. He ran around excitedly, and Chu Xinglan let him do what he wanted.

Seeing her squatting not far away and fiddling with something, Chu Xinglan casually glanced around and picked a lot of wild flowers, intending to make a wreath for Xiaotuanzi, thinking that the little girl would like it.

The wreath was less than half woven when Chu Xinglan subconsciously looked up and found that the little ball was gone.

He suddenly panicked and quickly stood up and looked around, still calling Tuanzi anxiously.

As a result, Chu Xinglan only felt a flash before his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he met the gaze of the dejected little dumpling.

He breathed a sigh of relief, "Tuanzi, how can you run around? Your brother will be worried."

As he spoke, Chu Xinglan felt something was wrong. Why was the little boy being lifted up by his hat?

He moved his body and found that his neck was a little tight, "Tuanzi..."

Before he could ask what was going on, an unfamiliar voice sounded above his head.

"Your Highness, you'd better not move. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that your head will stay on your neck."

Chu Xinglan's body froze suddenly. He looked up at Xiaotuanzi and saw the little girl pouting and saying helplessly.

"Brother, we've been caught."

Little Tuanzi was very depressed. She just came out of the secret realm and couldn't contain her excitement. She wanted to walk around, but she was afraid that her brother would worry, so she was considerate and didn't go far.

As a result, I got caught. It turns out that my brother was right, it is too dangerous out there.

Chu Xinglan also reacted at this time, and the two of them were caught without feeling anything. It was unknown how much higher the other party's cultivation was than theirs.

Seeing that this man had no intention of taking their lives directly, Chu Xinglan tactfully stopped struggling.

It was difficult for him to turn around now, so naturally he couldn't see what the person who caught him looked like.

But they were still on their way, apparently wanting to take the two people somewhere.

Chu Xinglan felt a little discouraged as he thought that no one would notice him being kidnapped and he didn't know when his master would find out.

He simply relaxed his body and let the person behind him grab his collar and drag him away like a salted fish.

But soon, Chu Xinglan figured out something from what this person had said before.

Does he know that he is the prince of the demon clan?

Nowadays, in the cultivation world, no one knows his identity except for a few people who are close to Cangqiong Mountain and Yizhen who was accidentally discovered in the secret realm.

He thought that even ordinary monsters might not be able to recognize his identity.

Who was the other party? Chu Xinglan subconsciously thought of Fan Lou, but he quickly crossed out this answer.

I have seen Fan Lou before and they had also been to a temple fair together. I would recognize that guy's voice.

Moreover, why did that weird guy capture me for no reason? It couldn't be that he wanted to use me to threaten my master to cook for him.

That's really crazy.

Just when Chu Xinglan was still thinking hard, suddenly, he realized that he had stopped moving, and the sound of fighting came from the front, and one of the auras was very familiar to him.

Chu Xinglan raised his head subconsciously, and sure enough, he saw his own master beating a disheveled old man excitedly.

The sword spirit in the Kunwu Sword had also run out and was standing on top of the old guy's head, shooting at his face left and right. The snapping sounds made Chu Xinglan feel pain in his face.

To be honest, he knew that his master was very powerful, but it was the first time he saw his master beat someone.

It's not the kind of powerful deterrent that can cut someone's neck with one blow, but a kind of pleasing violent aesthetics.

Chu Xinglan's heart began to beat violently at an inappropriate time.

Sang Yunqi's clothes hem and long sleeves might have been a bit of a hindrance, so they were all casually rolled up by him. One of his slender jade hands grasped the collar of the person under him, while the other hand clenched a fist and kept hitting the person under him.

Perhaps because he had been fighting for quite a while before, Sang Yunqi's hair was a little messy, and everything looked completely unremarkable.

But Chu Xinglan just thought it was beautiful. If he wasn’t still being held in the hands of a stranger, he would have been clapping and cheering for his master.

Sang Yunqi felt it when they approached, especially the aura of his little disciple, which he could not fail to sense. Finally, after punching the old man again, Sang Yunqi shook his hands and stood up.

The bloodthirstiness and sharpness in those light-colored eyes that were always indifferent had not yet faded. With just one glance, Chu Xinglan felt the guy behind him stiffen for a moment.

But he was also a little scared just now. It wasn't because he was afraid, but it was just a subconscious physiological reaction.

The look in Master's eyes was too dangerous, as if he might suddenly bite my throat at any time.

Miu Zhi, who was lying on the ground, coughed violently for a while, then quickly got up from the ground.

At this moment, the mist formed on his face by the secret technique had completely dissipated, revealing an old face full of wrinkles.

Moreover, the right half of his face was covered with red patterns, and at first glance one would think he was a demon crawling out of hell.

Chu Xinglan shuddered subconsciously, frowned and looked away.

I don't know if he practiced some evil method or if he got the tattoo on purpose, but in any case, it makes people feel very uncomfortable when they see it.