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

Bi Wudang was the first to refute, "Why would we go to war with you if there is nothing wrong? Are you bored?"

After observing for such a long time, Chu Xinglan can finally say with certainty that Bi Wu really has no brains.

He said speechlessly, "It's the black-robed people who want to make everyone fight so that they can fish in troubled waters."

Xu Zhuo nodded, obviously thinking that what he said was absolutely right, but there was one thing he hadn't figured out yet.

"So we're fighting, where's the fish?"

It's no wonder that Xu Zhuo couldn't think of it for a while. Since Sang Yunqi appeared, everyone has been very peaceful. Even if there are disagreements, they are just minor ones. At least no one dares to turn the table in front of Sang Yunqi.

Bi Wu and Chu Xinglan both fell into deep thought, and for a moment no one could think of a suitable reason.

In the end, Sang Yunqi sneered, "You are actually trying to understand the thoughts of a psychopath?"

The three of them suddenly realized, yes, it was normal for them not to understand!

Xu Zhuo coughed lightly, "I will arrange for someone to investigate this matter. Since they want to stir up trouble, they won't just disappear after doing this job. They will always reveal their true colors."

That’s about it, there’s really nothing more to say.

Sang Yunqi waved directly at Chu Xinglan and took him towards the back mountain. It was obvious that he had no intention of paying any attention to the two men.

Halfway up the mountain, there is a pavilion by the river.

Chu Xinglan lay on the ground, watching Sang Yunqi skillfully skinning and bleeding the deer. Soon, a spirit deer was placed on the grill.

As the flames roast evenly, a sizzling sound is heard.

Chu Xinglan dug out a bottle of spiritual honey from the storage space and placed it next to Sang Yunqi.

"Master, I want to eat something with honey flavor today."

Sang Yunqi glanced at him, but still took the spiritual honey and waited until it was cooked to perfection before brushing it evenly on the food.

Chu Xinglan sniffed the fragrance in the air with satisfaction, and his mouth kept drooling.

Sang Yunqi changed into a more casual posture and spoke nonchalantly.

"Does the wound hurt?"

Chu Xinglan's ears pricked up, and he had a bad feeling, but he still spoke up.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. The medicine that Master gave me yesterday is very effective, much better than what Old Man Mu gave me."

"Well, why don't I prepare some more for you? Maybe you can use them next time."

Chu Xinglan sat up instantly, straightened his chest and raised his head, looking at Sang Yunqi seriously.

"Master, I really know I was wrong. I will never hurt myself again."

"I was really out of my mind at the time. I didn't like the man in black robe and wanted to let him know what it means to speak out."

Looking at Sang Yunqi's half-smile, Chu Xinglan choked, lowered his head and said resignedly.

"I was a little angry with Master at the time."

"why?"

"I've been out for so long, but Master didn't send me any messages. He doesn't care about me at all."

"I had eaten all the food in my storage space long ago, and the new clothes that my master gave me were also broken."

Sang Yunqi looked at the aggrieved Chu Xinglan and was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, he looked at his apprentice with a complicated expression, "Just because of this, you rushed up there by yourself?"

He really didn't expect that Chu Xinglan would stab himself in the heart because of such a small matter.

Chu Xinglan scratched his face with his claws, "Not entirely. At that time, Bi Wu was quite cool. I didn't really want to see him being killed by the black-robed man."

"Also, I know that if I get hurt, Master will definitely know, but I don't know how serious the injury will be, so..."

Sang Yunqi felt a surge of anger rising to his head. His hands, which were still turning the roasted deer, were itching to smash the deer on Chu Xinglan's face.

"Master, I think I knew Bi Wu before, do you know?"

Chu Xinglan had been holding this question in his mind for a long time, and it was obvious that Bi Wuyi was hiding something from him.

The most important thing is that something was really wrong with me that day. Is he the kind of person who gets carried away easily?

Sang Yunqi glanced at him unhappily, "I didn't know you before, how would I know."

"But Master knows Bi Wu."

"Does he deserve it? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't bother with him. That idiot deserved to die."

"..."

Chu Xinglan took a deep breath. Really, his master's arrogant and best-in-the-world aura was really awesome.

He had nothing to say.

But he was unwilling to give up. "Bi Wu called me His Highness today. I think I still have some status. What do you think, Master?"

Sang Yunqi glanced him up and down, and the disdain in his eyes was real.

"So what do you want to say? Let me call you Your Highness too?"

Just as Chu Xinglan was about to speak, he saw the obvious threat in his eyes.

"..."

"Master, is it ready? I'm so hungry, haha."

Sang Yunqi seemed to be very satisfied with his ability to understand the situation, and he easily tore off a deer leg and handed it to him.

"Don't think too much. The sect competition is about to start. Don't you want to prove it to me?"

Chu Xinglan nodded as he ate with relish.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, took out a bead from the storage space and handed it to Sang Yunqi.

"This is what Xu Zhuo gave me. He said it was the Phoenix True Fire. Master, do you think my spiritual fire is edible?"

Xu Zhuo had given him this thing a long time ago, but he was so absorbed in cultivation that he had forgotten about it.

If he hadn't used up all the storage space this time, I'm afraid it would have been lying there gathering dust for who knows how long.

Sang Yunqi didn't answer, but just glanced at it casually.

"It's edible. Just let it swallow it and it will digest it on its own."

"It won't be dangerous, will it?"

After all, they are not of the same species. Chu Xinglan is still a little worried that if he eats it improperly, it will damage his spiritual fire.

"What's the danger? It's just like you ate a fruit, a small flame left after the phoenix died. The spirituality is gone. Only Xu Zhuo treats it as a treasure."

"???"

Are you serious? The phoenix is ​​a mythical animal after all, so how can you make it sound so worthless?

Chu Xinglan was confused and speechless, and finally took the beads back obediently.

If the master says it’s okay, then it must be okay. After dinner, he will go back and let his spiritual fire swallow it.

……

Soon, the day of the sect competition arrived.

Cangqiong Mountain became lively three days ago, and Chen Xiu and a group of elders were busy.

But these have nothing to do with Chu Xinglan. His identity means that no one dares to assign tasks to him.

Early in the morning, Chu Xinglan jumped out of the bed with full energy, chose a black dress with silver edges from the closet, put it on neatly before walking out of the house.

In the courtyard, Sang Yunqi was wearing a dark robe with narrow sleeves, the cuffs and corners of which were embroidered with golden cloud patterns, and his waist was tightened with a royal blue belt.

His long, shiny silver hair was tied up high behind his head with a royal blue headband. With his flawless and delicate face, he looked like a handsome young man.

Chu Xinglan's eyes brightened instantly.

So handsome!