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

Chapter 266 Whatever

Aruo returned to the Second Prince's bedroom alone in a daze.

He suddenly looked up and saw himself in the floor-length mirror.

Before, he was glad that he looked like Tang Yixien, but now he hates himself for being like him.

He took off his white clothes, picked up the knife beside him, and slashed his face again and again.

He didn't want to see his enemy every time he looked in the mirror.

Among the demons, without Chimei Bailiang, he simply couldn't survive.

Aruo disappeared and no one knew whether he was dead or alive.

The Tang family's team was moving forward on the road at a steady pace.

The speed of the carriage was not as fast as riding a horse, and since the disciples were all injured, the speed was even slower.

Tang Yixien had been sleeping soundly in the carriage. Occasionally he opened his eyes slightly and regained some consciousness. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that he was leaning in Jin Xiaoxiao's arms.

But sometimes he felt that he could no longer care about anything else in Sheng Qingye's arms.

He was really too sleepy.

A faint soothing aroma lingered in the carriage.

It’s the calming incense brought by Jin Xiaoxiao.

But the calming effect is a little too good, Tang Yixin thought dazedly.

Finally, on the second night, the Tang family's team arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Tang Yixin could hear the soft whispers of Jin Xiaoxiao and Sheng Qingye.

"Take him back first. Let Master have a good rest and heal his wounds. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Yeah." Sheng Qingye responded.

Tang Yixien wanted to stand up and walk by himself, but for some reason, his whole body felt weak and he had no strength at all.

Then he felt himself being picked up in mid-air, and he mumbled:

"The master will go on his own."

But there was no response, she just held his hand tighter.

Sheng Qingye took advantage of the fact that all the disciples had gone back, and walked towards Biling Peak with Tang Yixin in his arms, with Jin Xiaoxiao following beside him.

Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes were always on Tang Yixin, as if she felt that the master being held by Sheng Qingye like this belonged to Bilingfeng.

Not the entire Tang family.

It was very quiet along the way. Sheng Qingye was addicted to the feeling of holding his master in his arms, and he wanted to hold him like this forever.

The two men brought the person back to Tang Yixin's inner room.

In the inner room, the candles were already brightly lit. Tang Yixin was already the young master, and the servants did not dare to neglect him.

Sheng Qingye slowly placed the person on the bed.

Tang Yixin finally felt at ease on the soft and spacious bed. He turned over and continued to sleep while hugging the quilt beside him.

He has completed his biggest task, the threat from the demons has been eliminated, and he wants to have a good sleep.

Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao looked at each other.

This was the first time the two of them had seen such a smart and cute master.

"Master, let me help you take off your clothes." Sheng Qingye said with a smile on his lips.

Tang Yixin was so sleepy that he didn't hear clearly what Sheng Qingye said.

He turned over and instinctively hummed.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked at Sheng Qingye with a slightly surprised expression. This madman is still so crazy.

He actually took advantage of the fact that the master was easy to bully and actually bullied him.

But why did he feel a faint sense of anticipation in his heart?

Since childhood, Sheng Qingye liked to do things that he dared not do.

The two of them have always been complementary, one is bold and outspoken, the other is thoughtful and gentle.

"Ah... Host, wake up..." Youyou reminded politely.

But I felt inexplicably excited.

Sheng Qingye reached out and untied Tang Yixin's waist belt without hesitation, then helped him up and took off his coat.

It was indeed impossible not to take it off, for the coat was somewhat stained with blood.

Both of their heartbeats inexplicably quickened, but they held their breath.

Tang Yixin was still too sleepy to open his eyes and was half asleep. His delicate skin beneath his white lingerie was covered with scarlet scars.

The two of them looked at each other and felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Sheng Qingye didn't want to leave at all, Jin Xiaoxiao also knew his temper, so she whispered:

"Let Master rest first, and come back tomorrow to give him medicine. He has no cultivation and is exhausted from the journey, so he must be very tired."

"How do you know what it feels like to not practice?" Sheng Qingye asked back.

Jin Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes.

Jin Xiaoxiao covered Tang Yixin with a quilt, lit some calming incense in the room, and then the two of them left and returned to the disciple villa.

This is the Tang family. No one from Biling Peak can come in except the three of them.

This is more reassuring.

Tang Yixin fell asleep peacefully, and seemed to dream about his favorite snail noodles and games.

He was thinking that now that the mission was completed, he could go back.

Early the next morning, Sheng Qingye knocked on Yao Lao's door, and Yao Lao opened the door sleepily.

Sheng Qingye vaguely heard the sound of a rooster crowing. It was already this time, and the rooster was still crowing.

Yao Lao was tortured by this chicken for a long time and couldn't bear to eat it.

Yao Lao already knew that the Xiuzhen clan had won and Tang Yixin was safe and sound. He didn't know what Sheng Qingye was doing here.

Hearing that Tang Yixin had suffered an external injury, he ignored the rooster's crows and quickly took the ointment and gave it to Sheng Qingye.

Tang Yixin woke up at noon, and when he opened his eyes he felt a tingling sensation on his skin.

The pain was very real, reminding him of when he was in school and injured his knee playing basketball.

Maybe it was because he had no spiritual power, so he was able to withstand the pain before.

He sat up, leaned against the wall beside the bed, and summoned his spiritual power, but there was really none left.

He is now the legendary master who has lost all his cultivation.

Fortunately, his spiritual roots were still there, and he could only slowly recover his cultivation.

After Tang Yixien washed up, he sat back on the bed, looking down at the wounds of all sizes on his body, thinking that all the ointments in the spiritual storage bag had been used up.

"Master, are you awake?" At this time, Sheng Qingye walked in from behind the screen.

"Disciple will apply medicine to Master, and then accompany you to have lunch." Sheng Qingye sat down beside Tang Yixin's bed.

"No need, I can do it myself." After Tang Yixin said this, he found that Sheng Qingye's hands had not stopped at all.

His collar had been torn open, and he used both hands to pull it back together.

"Master, how can you apply the ointment without taking off your clothes? Besides, can you break free now?" Sheng Qingye's deep eyes showed an unquestionable stubbornness.

Tang Yixin knew that he couldn't beat Sheng Qingye again.

There was a hint of panic in his clear and pure Ruifeng eyes. He pursed his lips lightly, looking unwilling and charming. He was really beautiful.

Sheng Qingye's heart was beating fast.

Such a master is really tempting.

Tang Yixien hardened his heart and let go of his hand, and his coat was pulled off, leaving a wound under his delicate collarbone.

In fact, before Tang Yixien traveled through the book, he didn't think there was anything wrong with boys being shirtless.

Whatever, it’s just applying ointment.

Sheng Qingye pushed the person to the corner of the bed and applied ointment on Tang Yixin's wound bit by bit.