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

Tang Yixin felt his waist being tightly gripped by the wolf cub's arms. It seemed that Sheng Qingye was already well.

He said with a slight sternness,

"If you don't let go, I'll stuff all these pills into your mouth."

Sheng Qingye seemed not to hear anything.

If this man wasn't so handsome and young, Tang Yixien would have thought he was a bastard.

"Xiaoxiao, take care of Sheng Qingye."

"Yes."

Jin Xiaoxiao came to his senses, with a smile hidden in his heart, and hurried over to forcibly pry Sheng Qingye's hand apart.

Sheng Qingye had no choice but to let the man go and winked at Jin Xiaoxiao like a knife.

Jin Xiaoxiao pretended not to see it. He pulled Sheng Qingye's hand away from his master, and felt inexplicably relieved.

"Xiaoxiao, take good care of him. I'll go back first." Tang Yixien quickly got up and left.

At this time, Tang Yixien's thin clothes were wrinkled, which was not a good thing.

He suddenly thought of these two disciples and the scenes in the original book.

I couldn't help but feel a chill on my back.

Even now, the two of them still listen to him as their master.

Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes relaxed and she said jokingly,

"Don't look, Master has already gone far away."

Sheng Qingye took a deep breath and lay down.

Jin Xiaoxiao walked to the table, poured a glass of water and handed it to Sheng Qingye, then sat down on the bed and said calmly,

"Master is really interesting. Last time he poisoned you, and now he is saving you."

Sheng Qingye drank the water and felt better. He handed the water to Jin Xiaoxiao and said proudly,

"That's right. He can't bear to leave me. He just doesn't want to be my Taoist partner for the time being. He's our Master after all. He has to save face."

There was no fluctuation in Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes, she just smiled faintly with her lips pursed.

"Sheng Qingye, you don't really like Master, do you?"

Sheng Qingye was startled, then raised his voice by three points,

"Like?...How...How is that possible? I'm just...lustful. Master is very beautiful, isn't he?"

Jin Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and sneered,

"Lewd?? Last time, that courtesan was about to lie on you, and you stood there motionless. Don't you remember?"

The two had been fighting since they were young. One time, Jin Xiaoxiao took Sheng Qingye to the brothel he often visited.

Sheng Qingye is handsome and has the sharpness of a youth, which is very special.

The courtesan actually fell in love with Sheng Qingye and wanted to sit in Sheng Qingye's arms seductively.

Sheng Qingye dodged, and the courtesan fell to the ground with no one to catch her.

The courtesan had never seen such an unromantic person before, and she left the scene in anger.

Later, even Jin Xiaoxiao ignored him when she went there.

"Stop talking. Are you done with this?"

"Okay, okay, no more talking."

Sheng Qingye lowered his eyes, and seeing that Jin Xiaoxiao didn't believe what he just said, he continued,

"I'm doing this for my Sheng family, isn't that okay? The marriage was ordered by my father. Why? Aren't you the same?"

Jin Xiaoxiao smiled without comment and said in a calm and nonchalant tone,

"You don't look normal now."

He was speechless for a moment. Sheng Qingye himself couldn't understand it. He had never experienced any feelings.

"Since you say you don't like it, let's compete fairly. I also have to answer to my father."

"What! You want to compete with me for the master position?"

Sheng Qingye suddenly sat up with a serious expression. His weak spot was the challenge from others.

He is like a warlike wolf.

"Okay, you? Come on!"

The atmosphere suddenly became cold. Seeing that the man was so powerful, Jin Xiaoxiao thought that everything was fine, so she got up and left.

Jin Xiaoxiao is actually a rather indifferent person and doesn't care much about this.

He and Sheng Qingye have been fighting each other since they were young.

He had never seen Sheng Qingye so serious before.

Although Jin Xiaoxiao's appearance is not as handsome and imposing as Sheng Qingye, he is also a well-mannered and gentle young man.

Outside, there are men and women who are crazy about him, go crazy for him, and bang their heads against the wall for him, lining up for several circles.

He can win over anyone he likes.

This aroused his interest in hunting for beauties.

Early the next morning, Tang Yixien opened the door and was startled.

The chrysanthemums in the yard are all golden yellow and in large clusters.

Jin Xiaoxiao, dressed in golden clothes, stood among the flowers, looking at him with a smile on her face.

The chrysanthemums are beautiful, but no matter how he looks at them, he feels uncomfortable.

Tang Yixin actually didn't have much contact with Jin Xiaoxiao during this period. The original book described Jin Xiaoxiao as a playboy.

He attracts bees and butterflies everywhere, and is a playboy and lazy.

"Master, do you like these flowers?"

"This is difficult for me to comment on." Tang Yixien held his breath and said with one hand behind his back.

Someone sent him a bunch of chrysanthemums. Tang Yixien didn't even want to stand among the flowers.

I have the illusion of leaving at any time.

Jin Xiaoxiao's smiling face froze for a moment, but she quickly returned to her smiling look.

Golden chrysanthemums are extremely precious in Yuanzhi Continent and are only owned by wealthy families.

Some sects own a pot and treat it like a treasure.

But now, he saw a hint of disgust in his master's eyes.

"The flowers...are beautiful flowers. It's just that as a man, I don't like flowers. Thank you, Xiaoxiao."

Tang Yixien replied.

"Yes, Master. I'll have them withdraw immediately."

Jin Xiaoxiao was not discouraged at all, and there was a glimmer in the corner of her eyes.

He has always been patient enough with the beauties he wants.

"What? Young Master Jin isn't going to morning training?"

Sheng Qingye walked out from the flowers with a mysterious smile on his face.

"Go here."

The two of them bowed to Tang Yixin and went to morning practice.

"Do you think Master would like the way you dealt with those women?"

Sheng Qingye joked with Jin Xiaoxiao as they walked.

"It's normal for him not to like flowers. There will always be something that can impress him. Master is not an immortal. He is the eldest son of the Tang family. He has what he wants."

Jin Xiaoxiao said calmly, pursing her lips.

In the evening, Tang Yixin returned to the yard and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the chrysanthemums in the yard had finally been moved away.

But as soon as he stepped over the threshold of the front hall of the villa, he saw Jin Xiaoxiao again. He was holding a small box in his hand, as if waiting for him.

Beside him were Sheng Qingye and Xiao Fenghuang.

The three of them saluted together.

"What do you want to ask the master?"

Jin Xiaoxiao said with a faint smile in her eyes,

"I'm waiting for Master. As for the other two, I don't know."

"What's the matter?"

Tang Yixi walked to the side and sat down with a clear and stern look.

After entering the book, he looked more and more like his master.

"This is something I got by chance. I thought Master would like it, so I sent it to you."

Jin Xiaoxiao opened the mahogany box in her hand, and inside was a pearl as big as a lion's head. It was extremely eye-catching, and the faint white light almost illuminated the surroundings.

There was also a large mahogany box on the ground. The lid of the box was open and it was filled with gold and jewelry.

The reason why Jin Xiaoxiao gave these things was naturally because he had always done so.

If you want to get something, just exchange it for benefits.

He believes that the relationship between people is the product of intertwined interests.

Even a family of cultivators cannot live in seclusion from the world. Who doesn't need money?

In a family of cultivators, disciples also eat on weekdays.

Take the Tang family for example. Herbs, pills, servants, weapons, disciples, such a big sect needs money everywhere.

Jin Xiaoxiao felt that there was no reason for her master not to accept it.

People live in their own identities.

"Master, do you like it?"

Jin Xiaoxiao held the pearl in his hand, which was so dazzling that it almost occupied most of his palm.