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

Ah, that pretty girl spoke up for him. Hehehe, he was about to laugh, but unfortunately he was stopped by his master.

This girl named Xiao Luo is such a nice person, I thought.

Tang Yixin also remembered at this time that Xueyu liked to eat ice. Just as he was about to stop her, Xueyu had already put the steaming tofu in the chopsticks into her mouth.

Xueyu naturally knew to let it cool down before eating, but he wanted to know what Tang Yixin’s favorite food tasted like.

It was really hot, all the way to my stomach, hmm...

There is a feeling of melting.

"The dishes that Madam picked up taste good." Xueyu said softly.

"Sorry, I forgot you can't eat hot food." Tang Yi said enviously.

Tang Yixien sometimes always felt a little depressed towards Xueyu.

An indescribable feeling.

Everyone present fell silent instantly, and only the sound of the boiling hot pot could be heard.

Amidst the smoke, Ah Jing's brows were cold and solemn, very different from before.

She had a handsome face to begin with, but now it was even more solemn. When she heard Xueyu's words, she put her chopsticks to rest.

She looked at A Yu standing beside her, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding.

A Yu has been quiet since then, staring at the potato in the bowl in front of him and eating it.

When Xueyu said "Madam", he couldn't even hold the potatoes steady.

Tang Yixin also felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange. Why did it suddenly become quiet? It was as if he was having a meal with his leader.

"He just called her Xueyu casually, not Madam." He explained.

Xiao Luo lowered his head and ate voraciously, his mouth so full that he could hardly eat any more.

Tang Yixien didn’t understand. Isn’t Xiao Luo the most lively one on weekdays?

Even Ayu stopped talking.

Is it because Xueyu is here that he feels a little restrained?

Xueyu is of the same tribe as them, so logically that shouldn't happen.

How come all the social heroes have become social phobic?

He was about to say something to ease the atmosphere when he heard Xueyu beside him speaking slowly, seemingly choking:

"I came here today to check the approximate location of the Wind Spirit Realm. After all, you have each been guarding the Spirit Realm Mountain for so many years."

"Yes." Xiao Luo put down his chopsticks and bowed his head solemnly.

Tang Yixien's eyes darkened. When did Xiao Luo start to listen to Xueyu so much?

Tang Yixien put a piece of cabbage into his mouth, his eyes lowered and he said nothing.

Xiao Luo paused, then smiled prettily, as if trying to hide something, and said,

"Since it's Mr. Tang's business, we will do our best."

Tang Yixien still felt something was not right.

If you don’t understand, just ask.

"Have you known each other before?"

Xiao Luo shook her head quickly, and the pearl and jade pendants on her head jingled.

Well, it's even weirder.

Since that was the case, Tang Yixin was too lazy to think about it. He and Xueyu came here just to find Feng Lingyu. Since they were willing to help, it was naturally a good thing.

After the meal, the three of them used their own methods to search for the possible location of the Lingyu Mountain Wind Spirit Realm.

The three of them looked solemn and serious, even A Yu looked serious.

Soon, Xiao Luo collected the information of the three people and told Xueyu the possible location.

Xueyu just listened, her eyes slightly dark and expressionless, as if she was listening to a report.

The two of them said goodbye immediately. Before leaving, Tang Yixien walked over to Xiao Luo to thank him, while Xiao Luo looked at Xue Yu nervously and instinctively hid behind him.

Tang Yixian just chuckled and said:

"Thank you for the cold spring. Can you bring my disciples to eat hot pot next time?"

Tang Yixien especially wanted the three little ones to have a taste as well.

"Well, of course." Only then did Xiao Luo reveal some of her original pretty smile.

The two of them said goodbye.

Xiao Luo didn't let out a long sigh until Tang Yixin and Xueyu walked away.

"The aura on him, is it the resurrection of our Eldar Lord?"

"Yes, it seems that we have a master again and our days of freedom are over." A Jing said.

"Have you seen the Lord before?" Ajing asked Xiao Luo.

"Probably not, maybe I've seen him before, but he really looks like him." Xiao Luo said.

Xueyu sat on the Qilin again. This time, Xueyu already knew how to ride. He pulled the rope and sat gracefully on the Qilin. His white hair fluttered in the wind. He stretched out his hand and pulled Tang Yixin into his arms without warning.

Tang Yixien didn't have time to react before his back was pressed against the solid chest muscles.

"You sleep all day, but your chest muscles are..."

Tang Yixien thought about it and said it out loud, but when he reacted, it was too late.

"Do you want to try it? But you said it would take a thousand years." The voice sounded next to my ear.

Tang Yixian coughed lightly, jumped off the Qilin quickly, and sat on his own Qilin Road.

"We're not far from Lingyu Mountain, right?"

"Yeah." Xueyu couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled when she saw the shy look on her face.

The two of them flew towards Lingyu Mountain.

In the courtyard of the disciples of Biling Peak, piglets were running around.

After getting up, Sheng Qingye started doing push-ups. He had been doing it for an hour.

Because he was just beginning to fall in love, it was abruptly stopped just as it began.

He usually has no place to vent his excess emotional energy, and this kind of exercise can actually help him relax a little.

Sheng Qingye's solid and powerful pale muscles shone in the sun.

Maybe it’s because of his ice-type spiritual power, he never gets tanned no matter how much he gets in the sun.

Sheng Qingye is the type of person who looks slender but is actually very powerful.

Although this look was very pleasing to the eye, no one was watching except Jin Xiaoxiao, who was standing aside. She glanced at Sheng Qingye out of the corner of her eye, nodded slightly with her Lingxi fan, and said:

"Big Brother, what did you do to deserve Master's punishment?"

"You don't want to know."

Sheng Qingye replied steadily, almost without breathing, his dark clothes moving gracefully as his body rose and fell.

Jin Xiaoxiao paused fanning herself, her expression growing gloomier.

"you?"

"The lantern, you?"

The two said at the same time.

Sheng Qingye stood up quickly at this time, and the two looked at each other.

The morning breeze blew, and the two people with outstanding figures once again refused to give in to each other.

There was a cold and determined look in both of their eyes, just like that morning more than ten years ago.

Everyone has their own persistence.

It's just that both of them have matured a little, but not much.

As usual, the first one to look away was Jin Xiaoxiao, whose possessiveness was not as strong as Sheng Qingye's.

He only wished that his master would be well and by his side. His eyes turned cold for a moment:

"Don't do what you did to Master last time, or I will never forgive you."

"You know that Master has a furnace-cauldron physique. What will happen then? Watch him die in pain? Watch him suffer?" Sheng Qingye frowned and asked in confusion.

This is a thorn in the side of the two of them, and it would be better to speak it out.

"You can't force it."

Jin Xiaoxiao's hand tightly grasped the Lingxi fan, and her eyes were calm and composed.

"Don't you know Master's temper? It's easier to make the sky fall and the earth split when he wants."

A drop of crystal sweat slid from Sheng Qingye's forehead to his beautiful chin, and he spoke with deep eyes.