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

Li Wen, who was about to say something sarcastic, was stunned for a moment and looked at Chu Xinglan hesitantly.

Chu Xinglan's gaze had never left Lin Jiamu's face since just now.

At this moment, he looked at the crowded crowd below, then looked at Lin Jiamu who had a sincere face, and suddenly revealed a well-behaved smile.

"Then I'll trouble you, Brother Lin."

"For the next few days, we will stay at the inn we stayed at this morning. If you don't mind, Brother Lin, how about coming over tomorrow morning to have a chat?"

Lin Jiamu was immediately surprised and said, "I will definitely be there!"

The two exchanged a few more polite words, and Lin Jiamu turned around and led the way. Song Ling grabbed Chu Xinglan's sleeve and gave him a look.

Brother Chu, why did you go with him? Aren't you afraid that he will cause trouble?

Chu Xinglan also gave him a look and left first, then took the lead and caught up with Lin Jiamu.

Song Ling and the others had no choice but to follow him, but everyone was very alert.

To everyone's surprise, the journey was unexpectedly peaceful. They didn't even meet anyone. It was not until they came out of an inconspicuous door that Lin Jiamu stopped.

There looked to be an alley outside the door. Perhaps because it was too late, there were no lights in the houses around and the alley was pitch black.

Lin Jiamu took out a lantern and handed it to Chu Xinglan beside him.

"I have something else to do, so I won't send you off. You should be able to recognize the road once you exit the alley."

Chu Xinglan was polite to him again, took the lantern and said goodbye, then walked in the direction Lin Jiamu said, at a leisurely pace.

Song Ling and the others had a lot to say but they didn't dare to say anything, so they could only follow Chu Xinglan.

When they were about to turn, Chu Xinglan looked back and saw Lin Jiamu still standing there, looking in their direction.

Chu Xinglan didn't stop and walked out directly.

……

On the second floor of the inn, five people gathered in a guest room.

After Song Ling confirmed that no one was following him, he signaled Li Wen to open the soundproof barrier, then looked at Chu Xinglan in confusion.

"Brother Chu, didn't you say we had to leave quickly? Why are you back to the inn?"

Chu Xinglan did not answer him, but directly took out a handful of talismans from the bell and placed them on the table.

"Fei Yu, can you see if there is anything among these talismans that can be used to explore the way?"

He doesn't know much about talismans now and has no time at all. Han Feiyu is the one who knows the most among them.

Seeing his serious expression, Han Feiyu had an idea in mind. He did not refuse and started to search quickly among the handful of talismans.

After a while, he picked out a stack and handed it to Chu Xinglan.

"This should work. Looking at the spell above, it should be a summoning spell. I don't know what it can summon."

"Generally speaking, things summoned will obey the orders of the person holding the talisman."

Chu Xinglan didn't hesitate. He took out a piece of talisman and held it between his fingertips. With a thought, a platinum flame ignited at his fingertips and the talisman paper quickly burned.

However, after waiting for a long time, no changes were seen in the house.

Everyone looked at Han Feiyu in confusion, and the meaning in their eyes was very clear: Are you not capable of this?

Han Feiyu scratched his chin. "That shouldn't be the case. Although yours is a high-level talisman, talismans with similar functions have something in common. How about you try another one?"

Chu Xinglan obediently burned another one, but still nothing was summoned.

"Why don't you try it with your own spiritual fire?"

The corner of Chu Xinglan's mouth twitched, and he took out another one and moved closer to the candlestick on the table.

"..."

……

Just when Chu Xinglan burned the first talisman, Sang Yunqi was already standing at the gate of the Imperial Master's Mansion in the capital of Cangyun State, and was about to kick the door open.

Sensing that the talisman was being used, he frowned slightly.

My apprentice should still be on the flying boat now, why should I call him?

Before he could figure it out, he sensed that Chu Xinglan had directly burned twenty of them. He should have given him twenty summoning talismans!

Now, Sang Yunqi had no time to fight with that bastard Xuan Ling. He flashed and disappeared from the spot.

As soon as he left, the door of the Imperial Master's Mansion opened and a young man who looked to be in his twenties walked out.

It was Xuan Ling, the demon clan’s national teacher that Chu Xinglan saw in his dream!

He glanced around, somewhat confused.

"Where's Sang Yunqi? Isn't he here?"

……

Yecheng, in a room on the second floor of the inn.

Everyone looked at Han Feiyu expressionlessly as he rummaged through a pile of talismans with sweat all over his forehead.

He was still mumbling, "It's okay, I'll look for it again. There must be something similar. You have so many top-grade talismans here, it's impossible not to find a useful one."

Song Ling couldn't help it anymore, he looked at Chu Xinglan and suggested: "How about I go out and take a look at the situation?"

Han Feiyu immediately retorted loudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely find it!"

Chu Xinglan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling extremely irritated.

He was most impatient to deal with people like Lin Jiamu who were full of tricks, especially since Lin Jiamu looked like a poisonous snake and you never know when he would bite you.

But he was worried about taking Song Ling and the others away like this, and it was impossible to let him go out to explore the way.

What should we do?

Just when everyone was at a loss, the window in the room suddenly opened and a strong wind swept in.

Chu Xinglan instantly pulled Xun Wenguang beside him and stood up and backed away: "Be careful!"

His heart sank even more. Was he really going to take action against them?

The next second, a tall figure appeared in their room. Chu Xinglan subconsciously mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and punched the other party.

The others also took out their own magical weapons and launched attacks, and suddenly the room was filled with colorful colors.

"What are you doing?"

Sang Yunqi had just arrived, and before he could see the situation in the room clearly, he heard the voice of his little disciple, and then several attacks came towards him.

He was too lazy to defend himself, and the force hit him so hard that it couldn't even hurt a hair on his body.

When he saw the familiar fist about to hit his chest, he gently grasped it with his right hand, shook his wrist lightly, released the force, and pulled Chu Xinglan directly in front of him.

He put his left hand around his waist to prevent him from falling.

When Chu Xinglan heard the familiar voice, he was stunned for a moment. When he smelled the familiar fragrance, he immediately opened his eyes wide and looked up.

"Master?!"

"How did you come?"

When the others heard his words, they stopped what they were doing and looked towards the window in disbelief.

Chu Xinglan happily threw himself into the arms of his ancestor and hugged his waist.

"???"

Chu Xinglan had never thought that he would be able to see his master here. All his worries had long disappeared at this moment. He was so surprised that he even forgot about Song Ling and the others, and lay in Sang Yunqi's arms and acted coquettishly.

Sang Yunqi rubbed his head, looked around the room, and didn't find anything unusual, so he asked in confusion.

"Why are you calling me over so urgently? Are you in danger?"