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

Youyou then said innocently:

"I meant well, but he...he got mad and found me, pushed me down on the table, and tried to bite me..."

"Bite you???"

"hold head high.."

Tang Yixien always felt that something was not right when he heard it.

"Then I ran away. I heard he's looking for me everywhere now."

"Youyou, aren't you a string of code?" Tang Yixien always thought that Youyou was an invisible string of code.

How to bite the code?

"I am code, but I can synthesize human appearance through data. I usually look like a human."

"Youyou, can I see you?"

Tang Yixin felt inexplicably excited. It turned out that he could see Youyou.

Youyou hesitated for just a second, then said in a gentle and powerful voice

"arrow"

Suddenly, the image of a digital girl appeared in Tang Yixin's mind.

Her soft and shiny wavy hair falls to her waist, her facial features are cool and charming, and her narrow eyes are cold and indifferent, revealing a firm and confident look, as if all problems can be solved in her eyes.

She was wearing a professional suit and the buttons on her white shirt couldn't hide her excellent figure. She was as cool and beautiful as a rose.

Tang Yixin noticed that a long blue code composed of 1s and 0s was lingering around Youyou.

Why 1 and 0?

1s and 0s?

What on earth is he thinking?!

Isn’t computer code just 1s and 0s?

He quickly retracted his messy thoughts.

It seems that he is about to be led astray by this book.

He looked at Youyou in his mind, and recalled Youyou's usual brisk speech and strong character, which was very consistent with his current image.

"Nice to meet you, hello, Xiao Yuanzhi."

"Hello." Tang Yixien replied quickly.

Although traveling through a book is not a good thing, this system is still reliable.

After Youyou finished speaking cheerfully, her image instantly changed into a series of blue streaks, and then disappeared from Tang Yixuan's mind.

Then Tang Yixien heard another long sigh.

"Tell me, why is he chasing me? The girls I introduced to him are all excellent, with hot bodies and sweet girls."

Tang Yixin had a brain steeped in science and engineering, and he began to calmly analyze the matter using his chemical principles.

Chemical principles, what reacts with what?

He gave Youyou a conclusion:

"Is it possible that the database doesn't like sweet girls?"

"That makes sense. Why am I so stupid?" Youyou seemed to have suddenly come to her senses.

It seemed like he was hitting his head.

Tang Yixian began to give Youyou some advice.

"Then you can find a few more types for him. There will definitely be one he likes."

"Good idea, what if he bites me again?"

"Then bite him."

Tang Yixin racked his brains but couldn't figure it out. Why is this the popular way of playing now?

Is biting popular?

"You are in a superior-subordinate relationship. Hiding like this is not a solution. You have to face it eventually."

"Okay, host, let's do it."

Youyou began to check the progress seriously.

"Completion progress is good, 500 points dropped."

"Sheng Qingye has advanced to the Nascent Soul stage? Jin Xiaoxiao has obtained the Water Spirit Realm, so she will probably advance soon. Host, according to the original plot, aren't you afraid? Their cultivation is higher than yours again."

Tang Yixian pondered, "The situation is different now from the original plot. They won't bully their teacher for the time being. Besides, their strength will bring more benefits than disadvantages."

"Well, in the long run, that's indeed the outcome." Youyou is still very smart and has a tacit understanding with the host.

The ending of this book is devastating for Tang Yixin, the entire cultivation clan, and even the common people.

It is always a good thing that the cultivators become stronger.

"Then I'll log off first. I'll go give the database some more information.

Several types. 886"

After saying that, Youyou quickly logged off.

Tang Yixian was really tired these past few days. He went out every night to look for Sheng Qingye and hardly slept.

I slept soundly and dreamlessly throughout the night.

Outside, the wind and snow continued to fall all night long.

What he didn't know was that Xuan Yuran had been guarding him almost the entire night.

He didn't want to cause any more trouble. Xueyu was really a scary person for him.

Obsession can really make people do a lot of incredible things, even things that they cannot control.

He himself has a deep understanding of this.

As for the lock ring, he hoped that he would never use it on his master.

Tang Yixin woke up at dawn, and the dazzling light made it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

The snow outside had stopped, and the snow reflected into the house, making it bright and clear.

Tang Yixien planned to leave today. After all, they had been delayed in this villa for a long time.

He wanted to say goodbye to Xueyu, but after looking everywhere, he couldn't find anyone, so he had to give up.

Several people walked towards the entrance of the villa. The snow on the road was not even up to their calves.

Several people walked towards the entrance of the villa with some difficulty.

"This Xueyu is really weird. He knew we were leaving today, yet it snowed so heavily last night. Can't he control the snow?" Sheng Qingye stepped into the snow and muttered.

Several people walked through the courtyard of the villa, leaving behind a trail of deep footprints.

Strangely, they didn't meet any snow elves or maids along the way, and soon they arrived at the gate of the villa.

Tang Yixin looked back at the quiet mountain villa again. Under the white snow, everything was silent, like a fairyland where no one had ever set foot.

It looks the same as when we came, but it also seems different.

He didn't know why Xueyu didn't come to see them off. He held the jade pendant Xueyu gave him in his hand, and they would eventually meet again.

Then several people left. They were going to meet up with the disciples of the Tang family.

On the tallest building of the villa, Xueyu was watching Tang Yixi and the others leave with a gentle gaze. His eyes followed their figures, watching them talking and laughing with each other, until their figures gradually walked away, became smaller, and disappeared.

His eyes were fixed on the direction where they disappeared, as if unwilling to look away.

It wasn't that he didn't want to say goodbye to them, but he was afraid that he would make another mistake and tie them all up and lock them up.

He just stood in front of the window, letting the cold wind outside blow on him, and his soft white hair was blown by the cold wind.

I don’t know how long it took before Xueyu’s light blue eyes moved and drooped slightly.

It was as if a wisp of his spiritual consciousness was taken away with the departure of several people.

He took a long, weak breath and sat down slouching on the chair. There was another long silence.

He supported his chin with one hand, feeling sad and heavy all over, as if he had no strength to exert.

If they hadn't appeared, perhaps he wouldn't be so sad.