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

Seeing that the city gate was just around the corner, Chu Xinglan stopped speechlessly.

He also grabbed his own master who was still daydreaming.

The boss, who had been unable to contain his excitement, could not move an inch even when he put forth all his might.

After three breaths of silence, his defense was finally broken. He sat down on the ground, holding his head with his hands, and screaming.

"I'm telling you, are you sick? You'll die if you stay here. You'll die!"

As he said this, he covered his face with his hands and choked with sobs as if he could no longer bear it.

Chu Xinglan looked up at the sky speechlessly, wondering what was going on. He just wanted to understand the situation, but now it seemed as if he had done something against the will of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, there were not many people on the street, so even though the boss made such a big noise, no one dared to come out to watch.

Otherwise, a middle-aged strong man burst into tears and a handsome young man was in despair. Even if he had eight hundred mouths, he would not be able to explain it clearly.

Chu Xinglan is regretting it now, regretting it so much that his intestines are turning green.

It would have been better for me to just rush into the small fishing village and see what the hell was going on.

Even if there is danger, he will definitely not die with his Master following him. Why does he have to do all these fancy investigations and visits, acting like he is very professional? It is simply insane.

He looked back at the desolate town, looked down at his boss who was crying, and then looked at his master who had become solemn.

He let out a long sigh, grabbed Sang Yunqi's wrist, and strode out of the city gate.

He never wanted to come to this damn place again.

Everyone is sick.

After leaving the city, Chu Xinglan held his breath and walked quickly for about a quarter of an hour. He passed through a bamboo forest and a clear stream appeared in front of him.

A small-looking little deer was drinking water leisurely on the shore with its head lowered.

Hearing the voice from his side, she looked up in panic, and seemed to sense the low aura coming from him, and disappeared from his sight in a few steps.

Chu Xinglan suddenly came out of his emotions. He let go of Sang Yunqi, took two steps towards the stream, closed his eyes lightly, took a deep breath of fresh air, and felt that the depression in his chest had dissipated a lot.

After a while, a familiar and gentle sound of footsteps came from behind him, and Chu Xinglan subconsciously took two steps to the side.

By the time he realized what he had done, the figure that was approaching behind him paused for a few breaths, and the footsteps sounded again.

But this time, it was heading in the opposite direction of him, and the voice sounded a lot louder and more urgent, and it was obvious that he was angry.

Chu Xinglan: “…”

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely chase after her quickly, pestering her and coaxing her. After all, she is his Taoist partner, and she is so beautiful that he can't help himself to her. It is not shameful to coax her.

But this time he just didn't want to, he even felt that his master was being unreasonable.

It was obviously the Master who took things out of context, was jealous, and messed up their plans. Why should he be the one to coax them?

He still wants to find someone to comfort himself.

Sure enough, once a man establishes a relationship, he will not cherish it. He is a scumbag!

Chu Xinglan was scolding Sang Yunqi angrily, while Sang Yunqi, who was almost out of the bamboo forest, became even angrier when he saw that no one had caught up with him for a long time.

He casually used his spiritual power to shave the slender and thick bamboo beside him, and the bamboo leaves flew everywhere, making him even more irritated.

His fingers kept snapping, and soon all the bamboos in the forest became bald. Green, slender bamboo leaves fluttered and fell in the forest, like a heavy green rain.

There were a lot of pounds on Sang Yunqi's head and shoulders. This scene made him even angrier. He felt that these stupid bamboos were laughing at him, and for a moment he actually felt a little aggrieved.

Seeing that he had made such a big noise, but the figure he wanted to see still did not appear behind him, Sang Yunqi snorted very lightly, cleaned the bamboo leaves on his body, turned around and walked back the way he came with a menacing look.

Chu Xinglan was lying on the grass by the stream, squinting his eyes and crossing his legs to bask in the sun, his toes swaying from time to time, looking leisurely and contented.

It wasn't until a shadow fell that he slowly opened his eyes.

Sang Yunqi put one hand behind his back, stood straight, and stared at Chu Xinglan with his eyes lowered. When he saw him open his eyes, he asked.

"Don't you know I'm angry?"

Chu Xinglan thought about the big commotion in the bamboo forest behind him just now, and then looked at his master in front of him who was obviously angry but still put on airs, and felt amused.

But he held back, closed his eyes again expressionlessly, and turned over, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to him.

Sang Yunqi: “???”

Unconvinced, he walked to the opposite side of Chu Xinglan again: "I am talking to you, don't you know that you are wrong?"

Chu Xinglan pinched his thigh secretly, suppressed his laughter, and sat up straight away.

Oh my God, how can my master be so cute? I just want to pin him down and kiss him until he cries.

The more I cry, the closer I get. The more I get closer, the more I cry...

As Chu Xinglan was thinking about it, he shuddered. The high-speed car that was about to take off stopped in its original place again under his last bit of rationality.

Feeling that he did not make a fool of himself in front of his master, Chu Xinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They are still arguing. It would be so embarrassing if Master found out.

On the other side, Sang Yunqi, who hadn't received a response from his little disciple for a long time and was even despised, was so angry that his cheeks turned slightly red and he cursed in frustration.

"Chu Xinglan! Do you think I'm reluctant to punish you?"

"Give me now...you..."

After talking for a long time, Sang Yunqi still couldn't come up with any punishment. He angrily flicked his sleeves, turned his back and sulked.

Chu Xinglan pressed down the corners of his lips, stood up, and put his arms around Sang Yunqi's waist from behind.

When Sang Yunqi was about to pry his hands open, she quickly tightened her strength and rubbed her cheek against his back gently.

"What is Master angry about? What has he done to punish me?"

"My disciple was trying to collect clues today, but Master revealed the truth and frightened the boss, and then he suddenly flirted with me in front of others."

"Is this also my disciple's fault? Then please punish me, Master. I guess it's because I made you angry, so I deserve to be punished."

When Chu Xinglan came close to him, Sang Yunqi's anger instantly disappeared, especially when his little disciple was reluctant to let go and kept sticking to him, Sang Yunqi's heart was filled with joy.

Hearing his little disciple's submissive words, Sang Yunqi cleared his throat and said proudly.

"Since you know you're wrong, I'll let it go this time. If it happens again, I won't let it go so easily."

Chu Xinglan almost laughed out loud when he heard this. Every word he said was saying that his master was wrong, and he even said a few words in a teasing tone. He didn't know how his master could tell that he was admitting his mistakes.

However, he didn't insist on explaining it clearly. He just lowered his head and gently kissed his master's butterfly bone.

"Thank you, Master. Master is the best."