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

Chapter 254 Catching mice

It was common for them to quarrel over various things since they were young.

"Seeing how you were yesterday, I came to see if you were dead." Sheng Qingye said as he sat down unceremoniously.

Jin Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, shook her head, and took out the aged "Sichun" from the cabinet behind her.

This is the last bottle of his collection, a century-old wine.

If you still want to drink it, you will have to wait another hundred years.

Jin Xiaoxiao's sincerity was quite sufficient, and Sheng Qingye curled his thin lips slightly.

The two sat down face to face again.

Before, the two were discussing how Sheng Qingye could be with his master. Sheng Qingye was still worried about the scars on his master's body. Now, his master has become a Taoist couple with Jin Xiaoxiao.

The fact that Sheng Qingye could sit down with Jin Xiaoxiao peacefully again was also due to the friendship they had developed since childhood.

Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago.

But Sheng Qingye's competitive nature still made him uncomfortable.

The early autumn evening breeze blew in, bringing a little coolness.

Jin Xiaoxiao poured a glass of wine for Sheng Qingye.

"Don't expect me to congratulate you on your happy marriage. I didn't see the ceremony and I don't know anything." Sheng Qingye picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Then he put down the wine glass, lay down on the table with a wronged look, tilted his head to look at the wine glass in front of him, his deep and handsome eyes full of unwillingness as he muttered:

"The eldest son of the Jin family is so charming and charming, he can find anything he wants. Does he have to compete with me for the Master?"

Jin Xiaoxiao chuckled and took a sip of wine in self-mockery.

Then he filled the wine glass in front of Sheng Qingye and said:

"Sheng Qingye, who was it that said that love has always been empty and full of hatred, and only fools would like someone."

Sheng Qingye's fingers were slender and powerful. He spun the wine glass in front of him, his eyes flashing as he said:

"I like it, so what?"

"I like it too." Jin Xiaoxiao said frankly.

...

Jin Xiaoxiao had never concealed the fact that he was the first person to actively pursue Tang Yixin, and Sheng Qingye also knew it.

It’s just that Sheng Qingye was young and energetic, and he never thought that Jin Xiaoxiao could succeed.

Both of them were silent for a moment, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers outside the house drifted in, faintly filling this noble house.

Sheng Qingye sat up, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, the sweet and fragrant wine flowing down his throat.

"I'm here anyway, watching how you two get along."

together?

Sheng Qingye meant dual cultivation.

Jin Xiaoxiao raised the corners of her lips slightly, lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, then shook her head.

"Sheng Qingye, haven't you noticed a problem until now?"

Sheng Qingye raised his eyes, which were clear and deep.

"what?"

Jin Xiaoxiao drank the wine in the glass in her hand, her face flushed with a light pink, and she said coldly:

"Master, Tang Yixian, the eldest son of the Tang family, is a man of great pride. He can defend us against the demons alone, but he won't lie down on the bed, even though he has a furnace-cauldron physique."

These words sounded like something out of a playboy's mouth, but Jin Xiaoxiao rarely spoke so bluntly.

"You...what are you talking about?" Sheng Qingye said a little embarrassedly.

"Sheng Qingye, it's been so long, haven't you discovered a problem? No matter what we do, we can't get Master. He's like a person who doesn't care about feelings at all, like... he will leave at any time."

Jin Xiaoxiao was very thoughtful, and he could sense it. He continued in a cold and slow tone:

"He has a furnace-cauldron physique, and would rather die than practice dual cultivation. Do you think he would practice dual cultivation with me?"

Hit the nail on the head, exactly.

Sheng Qingye's expression gradually became more serious. He pursed his lips and thought.

After this incident, he did feel the same way.

Sheng Qingye said seriously:

"Then what do you mean?"

Jin Xiaoxiao smiled faintly with his indifferent eyes. He no longer had any cultivation left and could not be with his master.

Then he handed the jar of wine to Sheng Qingye.

It was late at night and in the stillness of Tang Yuncang's yard, the lanterns around were swaying in the autumn wind.

The originally empty yard was now filled with pine trees again, and Tang Yuncang was leaning against a pine tree at this time.

He once erased all traces of Shen Qingyin.

But now, he missed her madly, but could not find any trace of her.

He ordered people to replant these pine trees.

He will never forget the feeling of Shen Qingyin disappearing in his arms.

The candles in the Biling Peak disciples' villa were lit up, and Tang Yixin felt at ease watching.

However, he found that Sheng Qingye's attitude towards him was completely different, and seeing him was like seeing an enemy.

I haven't seen him for the past two days.

But he didn't have time to think about these things now. The war was about to begin, and he had to catch all the "little mice" of the Tang family.

He was currently squatting next to the piglets in the yard.

He is waiting.

The few piglets sent by the demon tribe have always been small and will never grow up.

A few curious little pigs looked at Tang Yixien outside the cage.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the ground in the corner, which sounded like digging.

Hearing this sound, the little piglets began to feel uneasy, as if they remembered something terrible, and all shrank into the corner.

Yin Tu's face emerged from the soil, and as soon as he came out of the ground, he saw a young man who was half-squatting beside him. He was extremely handsome.

Who else could it be? It was Tang Yixien. He came here to assassinate him.

He was shocked, but it was too late to shrink back, so he simply drew his sword.

He actually drew his sword to fight Tang Yixien for Tang Tianao.

How could this be his opponent? Besides, Tang Yixien had just advanced.

After a few moves, Tang Yixien slashed Yin Tu's wrist with a sword, and the sword in Yin Tu's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Just above his wrist, a scar was clearly visible.

"It's you. It was you who stole the poison from the furnace." Tang Yixien grabbed Yin Tu's wrist and looked at the clear scar under the lantern.

It turns out that before, the Yin soil had been hidden in some way.

In the front hall, Yin Tu knelt on the ground and said nothing.

"The poison in the furnace, does that mean Tang Tianao poisoned it?" Tang Yuncang said in a cold tone.

In order to avoid any further complications, Tang Yixien called Xiao Yan and brought Yin Tu to Tang Yuncang overnight.

"Please come in, both of you." Xiao Yan said from the side.

At this time, Hua Gongzi and his junior brother Amu walked in. They happened to be there to eat for free.

It was the Tang family’s banquet, but unexpectedly it was Tang Yixin’s Taoist couple ceremony.

It's just that they didn't meet the newcomer.

The parrot Cuicui also came along, and when she saw Tang Yixien, she immediately hid in her wings in fear.

Amu recognized the scar on Yin Tu's hand at a glance, and he would never forget it even if he died.

Hua Gongzi looked at Yin Tu with resentment in his eyes. It was because of this person that he had to wait for so many years.

Tang Yuncang has always been the type of person who won't cry until he sees the coffin.

If he hadn't found these people, he wouldn't have believed that Tang Yixin's furnace-cauldron physique was actually caused by Tang Tianao.

At this time, Tang Yuncang's hand was gripping the handle of the armchair, which made a creaking sound.