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

This time, Chu Xinglan understood. He raised his head and forced back his tears.

Everyone looked at the two people in confusion, and no one noticed the eye contact between them.

Therefore, when Chu Xinglan suddenly rushed out without any warning, even Chen Xiu beside him was unable to react.

The next second, Chu Xinglan came in front of the man in black robe, and the innate spiritual fire in his body surged out.

Leaping, clamoring, and rushing towards the man in black robe impatiently.

"You deserve to die."

As soon as the cold words came out, even Chen Xiu felt his strong murderous intent and felt a chill down his spine.

Chu Xinglan stared at the man in black robe and continued to stimulate the spiritual fire in his body. In an instant, both of them were engulfed in the golden sea of ​​fire.

The man in black robe obviously did not expect Chu Xinglan's sudden appearance, nor did he expect someone to suddenly attack him.

He looked very embarrassed for a moment, and the black robe on his body disappeared in an instant, revealing a pale and wrinkled face.

The man in black robe subconsciously wanted to cover his face, but it was obvious that he underestimated Chu Xinglan's innate spiritual fire, and could only use his spiritual power to prop up a shield to resist.

Chu Xinglan looked at him expressionlessly. He knew that he had no way to deal with him as the gap in cultivation between them was too great.

However, he was unwilling to just watch the man who killed the giant wolf and wanted to hurt Sang Yunqi. He wanted him to pay the price.

I saw the man in black robe quickly stabilize himself and try to escape.

Chu Xinglan suddenly laughed.

The next second, a dagger appeared on his right claw, and the sharp blade was obviously not an ordinary object.

"I have never drunk blood with this dagger since I got it. I didn't expect that the first time I used it would be for myself."

Before the man in black robe could react, Chu Xinglan decisively stabbed the dagger into his own heart.

"You can't leave today."

In just a moment, a powerful spiritual light burst out from Chu Xinglan's bell, and that light even penetrated Chu Xinglan's golden sea of ​​fire.

The man in black robe looked at the scene in horror. He wanted to run but was directly blown away by the spiritual power and instantly spit out blood.

Chu Xinglan looked at Sang Yunqi who appeared in his sight in an instant and curled the corners of his mouth.

“Master…I…”

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xinglan closed his eyes, fell from the air, and the sea of ​​fire disappeared in an instant.

"Chu Xinglan!"

……

Another big event happened in the world of cultivation.

When they heard that Venerable Xing Heng of Cangqiong Mountain had lost his temper in Cangshan Town, all the people present at the time were seriously injured simply because of the other party's unrestrained momentum.

Even Cangqiong Mountain's own disciples were not surprised. There was one disciple in the Spirit Transformation Stage who was cut into pieces by Venerable Xing Heng on the spot, his bones turned into ashes, and even his soul was crushed.

At that time, Sect Leader Xu Zhuo came in person, but failed to stop him. Instead, he was beaten up severely. He had a bruised face and nose, and had to apologize to others.

The world of cultivation was in a state of panic for a while. Everyone was afraid that they had done something wrong and would offend Venerable Xing Heng, so they simply sacrificed their lives for him.

Everyone suddenly became much kinder and more generous, and conflicts in the entire cultivation world were reduced by 90%.

When Chu Xinglan opened his eyes, he was still a little confused. Looking at the completely unfamiliar environment, he thought he had died and traveled through time again.

"you're awake?"

A strange voice sounded in his ears. Chu Xinglan tilted his head and saw an old man with a kind face.

"you……"

Chu Xinglan spoke hesitantly, but before he could think of what to say, he was interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Brother Chu! You finally woke up!"

Song Ling rushed in, and when he saw Chu Xinglan with his eyes open, he came forward happily.

"You scared me to death. When the ancestor brought you here, I thought you would never wake up."

"How could you be so cruel to yourself? If the dagger had been an inch deeper, you would have died on the spot."

"Don't do such stupid things in the future. We can't hurt ourselves even if we can't win."

Song Ling wanted to continue speaking, but was interrupted by the old man.

"Okay, let me check him out, and don't make any noise."

The old man pulled Song Ling aside, sat down beside Chu Xinglan's bed, and put his hand on his paw.

The next second, Chu Xinglan felt a gentle and vital spiritual power flowing into his body, making him feel very comfortable.

Song Ling stood nervously aside and asked anxiously.

"Master, is he okay?"

Mu Chen's spiritual power circulated in Chu Xinglan's body for a while before he withdrew his hand, rolled his eyes at Song Ling, and cursed him angrily.

"You're questioning me, little brat?"

"No, no, I'm just worried."

Chu Xinglan instantly understood that this old man was Mu Chen, and that he should be at Danding Peak.

Ignoring the two bickering guys, he looked around the room and asked hesitantly.

"Why am I here?"

Mu Chen glanced at him and said, "You want to ask your master, right?"

"After he brought you back, he went back to the back mountain and opened the ban. Now no one can enter."

Chu Xinglan was a little confused. He didn't understand what he meant, or he couldn't believe it.

Mu Chen pretended not to see it and continued speaking.

"Although you were seriously injured this time, fortunately your heart meridian was not damaged. You will be fine after a few days of rest."

"I know you still have a lot of questions to ask, but I don't know either. Just stay here for now. Call Song Ling if you have any questions."

After saying that, he stood up and walked slowly towards the door.

Song Ling came up again and said with a smile.

"Brother Chu, my master said you are fine, so don't worry, there won't be any sequelae."

Chu Xinglan didn't care about his own injuries, but still couldn't help but ask.

"My master..."

Song Ling looked outside the door carefully, and when he saw no one, he spoke in a low voice.

"We really didn't know. All the disciples who were in Cangshan Town that day came back injured, including Senior Brother Chen Xiu."

"The ancestor was covered in blood and carried you over here, which scared all of us."

"You haven't seen the old ancestor like that, like a killing god."

"Then I heard that the back mountain was closed and even the head of the sect couldn't enter."

Chu Xinglan was silent. He remembered the figure he saw before he fell unconscious, and the vague and anxious call.

He closed his eyes and said, "I want to rest for a while. You go ahead and do your work. I'll call you if there's anything."

Song Ling understood what he meant instantly, tucked the quilt in for him, and got up to leave.

Chu Xinglan opened his eyes again after hearing the sound of the door closing.

Now thinking back on what happened that day, I realized that I was indeed too impulsive.

I could have just told my master and asked him to come and solve the problem, but I chose to use the most irrational method.

He was really mad at that time, and was filled with anger and wanted the man in black to die.

But it might also be because he was angry with his master.

He knew too well how powerful his master was, and he didn't take his minor injury seriously, but he still threw himself to Danding Peak and sealed off the back mountain.

Don’t you want to see me anymore?

Or... am I too disappointed in myself?