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

Chapter 178 There is no silver here

After Chu Xinglan went out, he chased in the direction where the figure disappeared, but after walking very far, he did not see the figure.

Especially in such a bustling city center, although the people around you are not shoulder to shoulder, finding someone is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack, especially when the other person is deliberately hiding.

Chu Xinglan didn't give up and walked around for a long time, even pretending not to care, trying to trick the person out, but failed.

After thinking about the possible identity of the figure, Chu Xinglan felt helpless. If the other party wanted to hide, he would not be able to find him even if he searched for a whole day.

Looking at the time, he realized that he had been out for almost an hour, so he gave up the idea of ​​looking for him and planned to go back to the inn to meet up with Song Ling and others.

As soon as he turned around, he looked into the eyes of his master through his bamboo hat.

Sang Yunqi's figure froze for a moment, but he quickly reacted, looked away, turned in another direction, and tried to leave while pretending to be calm.

Chu Xinglan suddenly became anxious and took two quick steps to catch up, but he could only watch as the distance between himself and his master grew farther and farther.

Seeing Sang Yunqi turning a corner and disappearing, Chu Xinglan could no longer care about anything else and shouted loudly, "Master!"

Sang Yunqi's steps were obviously flustered for a moment, and Chu Xinglan took advantage of this opportunity to run towards him at full speed.

While running, he apologized to the people he accidentally bumped into, causing a lot of complaints.

Sang Yunqi, who originally wanted to leave, suddenly couldn't take a step forward. He turned around and stood where he was, patiently waiting for him to approach.

"Slow down, I'll wait for you."

Chu Xinglan then breathed a sigh of relief and ran towards him quickly without bumping into anyone.

When she walked up to him, she grabbed his hand as if she was afraid that he would run away.

Maybe because he had drunk alcohol, Chu Xinglan's hands were warmer than usual. The moment Sang Yunqi touched his hands, he subconsciously shrank back and tried to shake them off, but Chu Xinglan held them tightly.

Chu Xinglan looked around and pulled him into a remote alley where no one was. He looked up and wanted to talk, but their sight was blocked by the gauze curtain on Sang Yunqi's hat. He felt a little uncomfortable.

The other free hand naturally raised up and lifted the white gauze curtain in front of Sang Yunqi's eyes, revealing that exquisite and beautiful face.

"Master, were you hiding from me just now?"

Sang Yunqi: “…”

Of course he was avoiding him, but how could he admit it? It didn't make sense for a master to avoid his disciple.

Especially when looking at his disciple's clear yet resentful eyes, Sang Yunqi didn't know how to explain it.

After being silent for a long time, he raised his hand and took the gauze curtain from Chu Xinglan's hand, and covered his face tightly. The little disciple's vision became blurred again, and Sang Yunqi felt better.

Chu Xinglan's hand was still raised to the side of his face. He slowly turned his head and looked, then looked at the gauze curtain in front of him that was even tighter than before. He was completely confused.

Sang Yunqi thought he looked a little silly, so he kindly raised his hand to take his hand down, placed it at his side, and then quickly took his hand back.

Chu Xinglan watched his every move in confusion the whole time. He always felt that the indescribable strangeness of his master today was a side of him he had never seen before.

Putting all this aside for the moment, Chu Xinglan, who had not received an answer yet, asked again.

Thinking of something, he added, "Was the person in the teahouse opposite Tianxiang Tower also Master?"

"I'm not trying to spy on you!"

When Sang Yunqi heard the word teahouse, his heart skipped a beat and he spoke hastily without thinking.

After saying that, looking at Chu Xinglan's indescribable expression, he realized what he had said and hurriedly opened his mouth to make amends.

"I really don't want to know what you're doing here."

Chu Xinglan raised his hands to cover his eyes. He was afraid that his eyes would offend his master. He forcibly suppressed the upward curve of his mouth, then looked at his master and spoke seriously.

"Master, do you know the saying 'there is no silver here but three hundred taels'?"

Sang Yunqi: “…”

Although Chu Xinglan couldn't see his master's expression at this time, he knew from the tense state of his body that it was not appropriate to press him too hard now.

By the time she gets angry and runs away, I don’t know how long I will have to coax her.

Chu Xinglan temporarily suppressed the doubts in his mind and pulled Sang Yunqi's hand and walked out.

"Master, let's find a place to sit for a while. This is not the place to talk."

When Sang Yunqi heard him say this, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and followed him obediently. For a moment, Chu Xinglan even had the absurd idea that his master was very well-behaved.

He shook his head, quickly getting rid of this outrageous idea, glanced at both sides of the street, and pulled the person into a teahouse on the street that looked quite nice.

After asking the waiter for a pot of tea, the two found a corner on the second floor and sat down.

Chu Xinglan first observed his master's condition unnoticeably, and only spoke when he saw that he was not so tense anymore.

"Master, shouldn't you be in Cangqiong Mountain meeting with the sect leaders? Why are you here in Lanyou City?"

After adjusting along the way, Sang Yunqi no longer felt the panic he had when he was suddenly caught.

She raised her hand gracefully and poured a cup of tea for Chu Xinglan, pushed it in front of him, and then spoke slowly.

"You should be sitting behind me in the meeting room. Why are you here?"

"The world of cultivation is not peaceful right now. Demons may appear at any time. You are a thorn in the eyes of the demons, but you ran away without saying a word. What if something goes wrong?"

When Chu Xinglan came out, he really didn’t think so much, or rather, he didn’t think that he was someone important enough to make the Demon Lord specifically target him.

Thinking about how his master had found out that he was away and had rushed to find him, he felt very touched, and the resentment that his master had felt for avoiding him just now also disappeared.

"Master, I know I was wrong. I didn't think it through enough this time."

After expressing his opinion, Chu Xinglan paused for a moment and then asked, "Master just said that I am a thorn in the eyes of the demons? Who has a grudge against me?"

Sang Yunqi was silent for a moment, then said in a righteous but confident tone, "That Fan Lou is not in his right mind. He wants to cause trouble for me but can't beat me, so naturally he will focus on you."

"You are my only disciple, and you are also the prince of the demon clan. Injuring you would not only be a heavy blow to me, but also a loss that the demon clan cannot afford."

"If he kills you, both the human race and the demon race will be in chaos. Do you understand?"

Chu Xinglan frowned subconsciously and asked worriedly, "Are the demons really going to start a war? Is the Demon Lord ready?"