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

Suddenly, the atmosphere became quiet.

"If...you also know your father's attitude."

Hearing this, Tang Yixien's eyes moved. This was his uncle trying to win over the Sheng family, hoping that the Sheng family would stand on his brother's side.

He came here today to remind Sheng Qingye.

There was still silence, and Sheng Qingye said nothing more.

"Then I won't say much. I'll go back first."

"Send Uncle Master Tang off." Sheng Qingye said.

When Tang Yixien saw his uncle was about to come out, he immediately dodged and hid behind a rockery nearby.

Until I saw my uncle walking out of the yard.

He was about to turn around and leave when he felt a faint breathing sound approaching from behind.

He turned around immediately, but before he could react, someone pushed him against the rockery.

When he looked up, he met Sheng Qingye's bright eyes that seemed to be smiling.

Sheng Qingye is flamboyantly handsome, with an imposing look that almost sticks to his face.

If Tang Yixien were a woman, and a bit of a flower-crazy person, she would probably fall for him.

Unfortunately, Tang Yixien is not.

"Master, why are you here? Are you missing me, your disciple?"

I don’t know who Sheng Qingye learned these greasy words from.

"If you want to talk, just talk. Why are you so close that I can hear you?"

Tang Yixien slapped Sheng Qingye right in the chest.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of my hand, and it felt like the bones were about to break. This wolf cub's chest muscles were as hard as rocks.

"Master, did you show mercy with this palm strike?"

Sheng Qingye didn't move at all, but instead moved closer to Tang Yixin. Tang Yixin could even feel his solid waist.

"Sheng Qingye, are you just going to listen to your father? People are free, and they should also be free to choose their Taoist companions."

Sheng Qingye paused noticeably, the bright smile in his eyes immediately dimmed, and he lowered his eyes hesitantly.

Soon, he raised the corner of his mouth again and looked at Tang Yixien who was so close to him.

"Master, did you hear everything? Then, will you be my Taoist partner?"

"Stop dreaming!"

Tang Yixien's eyes were slightly raised, handsome and a little cold.

Sheng Qingye looked at Tang Yixien with a deeper gaze. He himself didn't understand what his feelings were towards Tang Yixien.

The more aloof and reserved Tang Yixien was, the more he wanted to possess her.

His heart was beating particularly fast at this moment. He liked to press Tang Yixien under him and liked to be close to this person.

Even if he knew that this person was his master.

Sheng Qingye looked at his master's soft, light pink lips, which were clear and clean, and his heart beat as fast as if he was holding a deer in his arms.

He especially wanted to know what his master's lips tasted like.

Tang Yixin also noticed that something was wrong with the person in front of him. He struggled hard but failed.

There was only the sound of jingling chains, and his hands were tied up by Sheng Qingye and then tied above his head again.

The lower jaw is slowly raised.

Just as Sheng Qingye was slowly approaching, his legs suddenly became weak and he could no longer support himself, so he half-knelt on the ground.

Drugged again?

How can it be?

He had taken thorough precautions and didn't smell anything.

There are very few people in the world of cultivation who can drug him like this.

He raised his head and looked at Tang Yixian, the smile on his lips was shallow and unrestrained.

"Master, where are the drugs this time?"

Tang Yixian was as pure as snow. She lifted the corner of her flowing clothes in a casual manner, half-knelt down, and looked straight at Sheng Qingye.

"this."

I saw that there was an extremely thin silver needle between Tang Yixi's two fingers. It was invisible unless you looked carefully. It looked like a silver thread.

It turned out to be the first palm strike.

"Master, you really put a lot of thought into this. I remember you are a sword cultivator, right?"

"Don't forget, I am your Master, remember."

Tang Yixien gave Sheng Qingye a light push, and he fell to the side.

"Take a good rest and reflect on this."

This time, the drug will only last for a while.

Tang Yixien stood up and left.

Only Sheng Qingye was left, half leaning against the rockery.

Because it was behind a rockery, it was quite hidden, and he hoped that no one would find him!

Tang Yixien relaxed only after leaving the yard. He used his hand to calm his chest.

Now he could feel the slight breathing and the sharp fragrance of snow bamboo on his lips.

He needs to recover his cultivation as soon as possible. Using drugs is not a long-term solution.

Besides, that wolf cub Sheng Qingye will become more and more wary of drugs.

It’s not that easy anymore.

As soon as Tang Yixien entered the study, he saw Xuan Yuran.

On the table next to him, there was a red food box, which must have been waiting for him for a long time.

Xuan Yuran saw Tang Yixian coming back, and he stood up and greeted him.

"Master, since it's hot, I made some iced sour plum juice for you."

Xuan Yuran noticed Tang Yixian's slightly flushed cheeks as soon as he entered the room. He asked with a twinkle in his eyes,

"Master, why is your face so red?"

"Ah... Master... I'm fine. Perhaps it's because the weather is too hot."

Tang Yixien hurriedly explained, how could he let the simple little Xuanwu know these things.

Xuan Yuran looked at Tang Yixin's somewhat messy gown, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

He stood up and poured Tang Yixian some sour plum juice, his hands tightly gripping the spoon, their faces turning pale.

But it was only for a moment, and then he regained his composure, and with clear eyes, he handed the bowl of sour plum juice to Tang Yixin.

"Thank you, Xiao Xuanwu."

Tang Yixuan took the bowl, gently patted Xuan Yuran's forehead, and smiled dotingly.

Tang Yixien's eyes were gentle and his smile was so beautiful that it seemed as if everything around him had lost its color.

Xuan Yuran's gaze fixed, and his movements became a little clumsy.

Tang Yixin sat down and drank two large bowls of sour plum juice with satisfaction. The heat he had just felt gradually subsided.

I just felt a little refreshed.

It seems that it is extremely important to have a pleasing apprentice.

If everyone were like Sheng Qingye and wanted to betray their teacher and ancestors, it would be really unbearable.

However, he did not notice the look Xuan Yuran was giving him.

The next day, Tang Yixin was drinking tea in the front hall.

Two disciples came in from outside the door and said that the master wanted to ask him to go to the main hall for something.

Looking at the aura of the two disciples, it seemed like they were here to arrest someone.

Tang Yixien’s first reaction was that something had happened.

Xuan Yuran happened to come to see his master, so he followed along.

The Tang family's main hall is an extremely solemn and serious place, and usually only important things happen here.

The entire hall is majestic, with four giant dragon pillars standing around it, all made of white marble.

As soon as Tang Yixien stepped into the hall, he knew that things were not simple.

In the front center of the hall, Tang Yuncang sat with a serious expression, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Standing at the foot of the hall were my uncle, his younger brother Tang Tianao, and several disciples.

In addition, there is an old man who should be an elder of the Tang family.

Tang Yixin looked at the calming incense on the table.

"Brother, how much do you hate father to harm him in this way? You are so cruel."

Tang Tianao spoke indignantly and sadly, pointing at the calming incense on the table.