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

Tang Yixin was led here by the village chief with some embarrassment. They had not walked a few steps into the village when the village chief came out to greet them.

The way the village chief smiles, you can tell he doesn't look like a good person.

Sheng Qingye also noticed the man with the scar at this time. He thought he looked familiar and glanced at him.

The man with the scar was so scared that he took two steps back. Isn’t this the young man who beat him last time?

Someone from the Tang family?!

The people from the Tang family actually came to their village for Guoguo!

Agui stared blankly at Guoguo who was passing by. She seemed to raise her eyebrows at him, which made him so angry that he almost fainted on the spot.

The group walked over openly, heading towards Overlord Academy.

"Who said that just now? They said Guoguo was a loser, so the immortal from the Tang family came to find her personally." The old woman sneered and said with relief.

She was really happy for Guoguo. Most of the villagers were simple and honest.

After Tang Yixien's repeated refusals, the village chief gave up the idea of ​​bringing the group to live in his mansion.

The group walked all the way to the gate of Overlord Academy. The plaque that was renovated ten years ago was already in tatters, and the fence still looked like it would fall down with a push.

After ten years, Tang Yixin returned to Overlord Academy again, and it always felt like the same as when he left.

"Compared to the village chief's house, this academy is really simple, isn't it, village chief?"

Tang Yixien pointed it out with just one sentence.

The village chief wiped the sweat from his head and laughed out loud.

"The Immortal Venerable is joking."

Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes were calm. He guessed that the money Guoguo sent back was probably taken away by this fat-faced village chief.

The villagers have their own rules and systems, and the cultivators should not interfere too much.

Tang Yixien couldn't bully the village chief anymore, so it seemed he had to find another way.

Sheng Qingye understood what his master said. He glanced coldly at the village chief, and the chains in his hands made a crackling sound.

After seeing this, the village chief would probably be so scared that he would wake up from his dreams.

"I have something else to do, so I'll excuse myself first. If you have anything, you can come to the village entrance to find me." The village chief ran away in a flash.

Tang Yixien saw the old man in a blink of an eye. He was squinting at him, with more wrinkles on his face than Yao Lao's.

The old man is really old.

Guo Guo supported the old man and trembled as he walked to Tang Yixian. The old man looked at Tang Yixian carefully and said loudly in his old voice:

"Isn't this that young man who cultivates the truth? He really is getting younger and younger."

The temperature difference in early spring is large, and the evening wind is still very cold. Tang Yixian saw that the old man was wearing thin clothes and said softly:

"Old man, please go back to the house."

"What? Practicing boy's kung fu?" the old man said while leaning on a cane.

Tang Yixien was talking at a distance and there was wind, so the old man couldn't hear clearly.

Seeing this, Xiaojiu hurriedly helped the old man back into the house.

When Xiaojiu came back, several people were already in the room where they had taken classes that year.

The room was small and everyone seemed a little cramped.

"Did Master teach them here back then?" Jin Xiaoxiao looked around curiously.

Tang Yixien was just about to ask Jin Xiaoxiao why she knew that, but then he remembered that Jin Xiaoxiao had heard it from Guoguo.

"This is too shabby." Yiran muttered, looking at the broken wood and tables and chairs around him.

"No one asked you to come!" Guoguo stood up and said angrily.

"You!? I'm worried about your safety, but my kindness is taken for granted." Yiran turned his head to the side and said.

Guoguo said nothing angrily.

Xuan Yuran looked around, his pure eyes sparkling. He thought it was quite beautiful. This style was very similar to that of their demon race, pure and natural.

"How about I go to the woods tomorrow to chop some wood and carve some tables and chairs for you?" Xuan Yuran asked eagerly.

"Okay, thank you Brother Xuan." Guoguo said quickly.

Tang Yixin and Sheng Qingye shook their heads silently at the same time.

Gululu....

Everyone was silent for a moment.

Xiaojiu scratched his head.

Guoguo quickly took out the steamed buns he bought today.

Xiaojiu was really hungry, so he grabbed a steamed bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and started eating it ravenously.

"We're sorry to bother you for a while. I only brought gold with me when I went out. This is for your daily expenses."

Jin Xiaoxiao said gently, then took out three taels of gold and handed it to Guoguo.

Haha, I only brought gold with me when I went out. Is that what people would say?

Sheng Qingye narrowed his eyes.

When Jin Xiaoxiao saw that Guoguo only bought steamed buns today, he knew that his guess was right. The money he sent back to the village would never reach its destination.

"Wow.."

Xiaojiu's eyes lit up, and the steamed bun in his mouth immediately lost its flavor.

"Can I have chicken legs and candied haws?" Xiaojiu asked Guoguo cautiously.

Teenagers are in the period of growing up.

"Yeah." Guoguo replied.

Yiran stopped taking out her spirit storage bag. She originally wanted to give some silver to Guoguo.

I wonder why the little girl only eats steamed buns?

When I saw Jin Xiaoxiao, I realized that the eldest son of the Jin family was here. They were truly worthy of being one of the top three families on the wealth list.

Every move is gold.

She silently put away her five taels of silver, which was all the pocket money she could bring with her before coming.

In fact, this is a lot. Five taels of silver is enough for a steamed bun seller to sell for a year.

The steamed bun owner sneezed.

Xuan Yuran had already lit the firewood in the house at this time. He saw that everyone was a little cold.

The room became warm instantly.

"Young Master, have you seen the post our town sent to the Tang family?"

"That's right." Tang Yixien said with a serious expression.

At this time, several people had already sat down around the fireplace, and the room was filled with a mixture of various aromas.

This time, Tang Yixien came here not only to look for Guoguo, but also to see the situation reported to the Tang family by the town.

In Yuanzhi Continent, the disappearance of so many villagers is still a serious matter.

"But along the way, I didn't detect any demonic energy." Xiao Yan said solemnly, his hand on the fire. After he finished speaking, he looked at Yun Zichu, but Yun Zichu ignored him.

.......

Tang Yixien frowned, feeling that something was not right about this.

"That's right, I haven't found anything either. There are only two possibilities. One is that there is nothing, and the other is that it is an extremely high-level demon." Flames were reflected in Sheng Qingye's sharp and beautiful eyes.

Sheng Qingye knew a lot about the demons.

This kind of demons that can use methods to hide their breath are generally not just high-level.

"This is how Xiaojiu's brother fell into a coma." Guoguo said sternly.

"Yeah. My brother." When Xiaojiu heard this, he became gloomy and hung his head.

"Would it be convenient for you to take us to have a look?" Tang Yixien said.

"It's convenient, of course it's convenient." Guoguo nodded quickly.