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

Chapter 145 Calm down

Or is his refining method wrong?

The first person he thought of was his Master.

Now that the little phoenix had thought of it, he followed his instinct and went to look for it.

A fiery red phoenix chick flapped its wings and flew out of the window with its long, gorgeous tail dragging behind it.

Tang Yixin's yard was right next to the disciples' yard, separated only by a small path.

The little phoenix's mind was full of his master, and his whole body was like a ball of fire.

It's like a red firework floating in the dark night.

It was autumn at this time, and Tang Yixien had closed the windows when he went to bed at night.

Unexpectedly, Fengchu’s best skill is opening windows.

He learned this from his grandfather since childhood.

The little phoenix moved its sharp beak and the window was opened silently.

Gently, the little phoenix flew into Master's room.

Little Phoenix's mind was hazy at the moment, and he had no idea what he was doing. He instinctively wanted to find his master and stay by his side.

Small animals are simple and tend to follow instinct.

There was a lantern lit in Tang Yixian's room, and there was a bamboo leaf painted on the lampshade, which was faint and dim.

The little phoenix landed gently on Tang Yixin's bed and crawled into his quilt.

Tang Yixin's bedding was made of slightly thicker brocade cotton, and he was sleeping soundly at this moment.

In his dream, he was eating a delicious roast chicken, because he had been thinking about coming back to eat roast chicken with Yao Lao yesterday. What you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night.

His long eyelashes flickered slightly, and he swallowed gently, not noticing that a little creature had crawled into the quilt.

The little phoenix stuck up its furry little tail, put away its sparks, and headed towards its fragrant master.

It immediately touched Tang Yixian's clavicle and chest, and the soft skin made him feel instantly...

My whole body feels hotter.

what happened?

Wouldn’t it be better for him to be with the Master?

Why is it more uncomfortable?

Xuan Yuran recalled that dream, the dream of kissing his master, his master's lips...

He shook his little head so quickly that the three hairs on his head were about to fall off.

no...

The little phoenix rolled over furry and rubbed against the master's neck.

But the more this happened, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he felt like he was about to lose his temper.

The ignorant young Phoenix had no idea what he wanted to do.

I just feel hot and unbearable.

He just wanted to hug his master, but because of his small wings, he could only hug his arms.

Tang Yixien ate half of the roast chicken in his dream, and the roast chicken turned into a chick.

In a fit of anger, he rolled over towards the wall.

Little Phoenix only had his back left, and the heat in his body felt a little better.

The little phoenix's face was pressed against the master's back, breathing softly as he tried to calm himself down.

Just after the sudden burst of heat, the last bit of the fire elixir in the body was refined.

Xuan Yuran finally felt that all the heat in his body was exhausted. His body was like being soaked in cold water. He calmed down instantly and slowly fell asleep.

The weather in autumn is getting colder, and there is a chill in the wind.

After Xuan Yuran came in, he didn't close the window, and the cold wind blew into the room.

Tang Yixin finally finished eating the roast chicken in his dream, but suddenly he felt cold and woke up immediately.

The moment he opened his eyes, his gaze suddenly froze.

In front of him was the face of an extremely handsome young man.

It was so shocking that at first glance, Tang Yixin didn't recognize who the boy was.

Think about it again.

Isn’t this Xuan Yuran?

Xuan Yuran's usually beautiful eyes were closed, and his clear jaw was slightly raised, looking so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

Has Xiao Xuanwu recovered to human form?

But why was she in his bed? !

It was at this time that Tang Yixin noticed Xuan Yuran's white arms exposed outside the quilt.

Didn't he have any underwear on?

Tang Yixien suddenly realized something and stepped back.

If Xuan Yuran returned to his original form in his quilt, then under the quilt.

......

Tang Yuxian was glad that he slept quietly and at a certain distance from Xuan Yuran.

He was also glad that the bed was big enough.

Perhaps it was Tang Yixuan's action that caused Xuan Yuran to turn over slightly in his sleep.

The handsome boy turned towards him, his long hair brushing across his cheeks and falling on his exposed collarbone.

Xuan Yuran looks more handsome, well-behaved and ignorant without his hair tied up.

Tang Yixien's breathing became slightly choked unconsciously.

Aren’t the disciples he chose so good-looking?

He slowly reached out his hand, grabbed the quilt on Xuan Yuran, pulled it up, and covered him more tightly.

Then Tang Yixien got off the bed, wrapped Xuan Yuran in a thick quilt and carried him horizontally.

Maybe Tang Yixuan hugged him too gently, or maybe Xuan Yuran was too tired from refining the Fire Spirit Realm, so he didn't wake up.

The quilt was thick enough that Tang Yixin felt like he was hugging a quilt.

Xuan Yuran is quite long, and although he is not very heavy, it is still not very convenient to hold him.

Tang Yixien began to miss the way Xuan Yuran looked when he was a little phoenix.

Under the moonlight, the cold and aloof Immortal Venerable walked towards his disciple's yard holding a quilt.

The night was very quiet, with only the sound of the wind blowing around.

He walked into Xuan Yuran's room and placed him on the bed in the moonlight.

The moment he let go, Xuan Yuran did not let go. Instead, he hugged Tang Yixin's neck with both hands and pulled him closer to himself.

Tang Yixien felt like he was about to pounce on someone.

In a daze, Xuan Yuran called out softly,

"Master."

The voice was vague yet cute.

Tang Yixien's heart suddenly moved and his breathing became a little rapid.

He looked at Xuan Yuran who was so close to him, but he didn't wake up.

He quickly calmed himself down, slowly pulled the arm off his shoulder, and then put it under the quilt.

Xuan Yuran continued to sleep peacefully.

Only then did Tang Yixin walk out of the house with peace of mind and return to his own yard.

Fortunately, Sheng Qingye did not see this scene, otherwise there would be a big uproar.

Tang Yixien returned to his room and lay down, staying awake almost all night.

When he opened his eyes just now, Xuan Yuran was lying in his quilt, which really gave him a strange feeling.

Xuan Yuran was awakened by the sunlight. He stretched out his wings to cover his eyes and accidentally saw his own hands.

He was slightly stunned and immediately sat up.

Only then did I realize that I was not wearing anything.

He quickly thought about what happened and realized that he seemed to be sleeping with his master's arm around him.

His eyes opened.

Master?

Then he looked at the bedding covering him that did not belong to him, which still had the scent of Master's magnolia.

He understood something instantly.

He didn't do anything to Master, did he?

He had no injuries on his body. If he had really done something, he would probably have broken his arms and legs.

So it was Master who brought him back last night?

Xuan Yuran's face immediately turned red to his ears. It was so embarrassing.

He actually ran to Master on his own.

He just sat there on the bed.