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

"Gu Yiran, are you sick?"

Lin Guoguo said, and dodged from Yiran's arms, but her hands were clenched tightly and her heart was beating violently.

Gu Yiran felt a pang of pain in her heart. This was the first time she had been so frank with someone. Ever since she reached the age of marriage, matchmakers had been knocking on her doorstep.

The first time she said she liked someone, she was told she was sick, and her face felt a little hot.

At this time, Guoguo had already walked back, leaving Gu Yiran where he was.

Gu Yiran flew over and landed behind Lin Guoguo, and shouted sweetly, crisply and perversely:

"I'm sick, what's wrong? I, Gu Yiran, just like Lin Guoguo!"

Lin Guoguo paused and turned around:

"What do you like about me, Miss Gu? You think I'm funny, right?"

Guoguo is not a person with low self-esteem. He sees everything clearly. A person like him will never look for a Taoist partner in this life.

But this doesn't stop him from being himself.

Even in this remote area, he can take good care of the people of Overlord Academy.

Gu Yiran was a girl after all, and had never been spoken of like that before. She was already shy, and her face started to feel hot.

She was so angry that she bit her teeth and took long breaths.

She wanted to say, what is there to play for ten years? She has been hanging around Lin Guoguo for ten years.

After all, they both grew up together in the Tang family.

She even felt that she didn't care so much about her eight brothers.

"Okay, you have guts." Yiran was so angry that she moved her pink cloak and walked forward past Guoguo.

Lin Guoguo looked at the pink girl who looked like a butterfly, and still remembered those words in her ears, "I, Gu Yiran, just like Lin Guoguo."

The early spring breeze blew over, bringing with it a hint of sweet floral fragrance. This was a breath of spring that Lin Guoguo had never noticed before.

When the two returned to Overlord Academy one after the other, they smelled the scent of grilled fish.

Sheng Qingye was grilling fish again. The first fish he grilled was always for Tang Yixian.

According to legend, isn't Sheng Qingye wild and unruly?

After grilling the fish, the person who handed it to Tang Yixian with a smile, was he the eldest son of the Sheng family?

Yun Zichu always felt that it was a little unreal.

Sheng Qingye's fish is grilled almost to perfection and turns black. How does he do it? It's always burnt every time.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the young master with pity as he took the black fish.

"Little Lord...."

Xiao Yan was afraid that Tang Yixin would be poisoned to death.

"Thank you." Tang Yixin took the grilled fish calmly and happily, removed the black part, and ate it in small bites like a kitten.

"It's well grilled." Tang Yixien praised as usual.

Sheng Qingye's eyes lit up when he was praised, and he continued to grill fish for others.

Yun Zichu finally understood why all the disciples of Biling Peak liked their master.

Eating this fish is not something that ordinary people can do.

In fact, Sheng Qingye’s grilled fish is pretty good. Although the surface is black, the fish meat inside is very fragrant.

It's just that no one has the patience to discover it.

Jin Xiaoxiao didn't even want to look at the black thing.

Fortunately, Xiaojiu had already prepared dinner at this time, and everyone escaped the disaster.

Tang Yixin put down the fish in his hand and found that Guoguo and Yiran, who had returned, had strange expressions on their faces, especially Lin Guoguo, who kept dodging.

It seems that the two have quarreled again.

During dinner, everyone reported their respective situations and found that more villagers were in coma than expected.

Tang Yixin asked about the characteristics of these people, and then asked what these sleeping villagers had encountered before, with a slightly frown on his face.

He wanted to summarize what characteristics these people had.

Still no demonic energy was detected, which made everyone very confused.

In any case, Tang Yixin decided to put the talismans on the unconscious villagers first, and then find a way to continue the investigation.

Fortunately, the villagers were quite cooperative, and there were only a few who did not cooperate.

Then there is nothing he can do..

After a busy day, everyone went to rest at night.

Xiao Yan and Yun Zichu went into the tent early, and no one knew what they were doing.

Amid the sound of Tang Yixien flipping through the pages of a book, he occasionally caught a glimpse of Sheng Qingye looking at him.

Jin Xiaoxiao was writing talismans elegantly with Sheng Qingye.

These spells need to be replenished every day.

The night in the countryside seemed even quieter than at Tang's house, with only the occasional barking of dogs.

In the second half of the night, everyone went to rest.

Xuan Yuran was in charge of keeping watch today. When he was adding firewood, he suddenly heard footsteps and looked up.

It was Yiran who walked towards this side.

Yiran couldn't sleep after what happened during the day, and was beating his chest and stamping his feet in frustration.

I was thinking of asking Sheng Qingye for advice in the evening, but I didn't expect to see Xuan Yuran, who was wearing red clothes and standing by the campfire. In the moonlight, he was handsome with a hint of charm.

As expected of a phoenix from the demon clan, this feeling made her feel conflicted.

I've heard that the three disciples of Biling Peak are good-looking. They joined the sect for marriage arrangements, and they are indeed worthy of the young master.

Admiration aside, Gu Yiran just wanted Guoguo to stop hating him.

"Hello, Senior Brother Xuan." Just like yesterday, Gu Yiran walked over and bowed politely.

As the youngest daughter of the Gu family, Gu Yiran is extremely dignified and well-mannered.

But she seldom uses it.

Xuan Yuran nodded slightly in return, frowning slightly and said:

"It's so late, is there anything wrong?"

To be more specific, Xuan Yuran never interacted with anyone in the Tang family, except for his two senior brothers from the same sect.

"Well, I have a question to ask you." Yiran thought, since Sheng Qingye is not here, then ask Xuan Yuran. After all, he is older than her and has some experience.

Xuan Yuran's eyebrows twitched. He didn't know much about the issue of cultivation. He pretended to be calm and straightened his body slightly.

Seeing this, Gu Yiran asked the same question:

“How can you make someone like you?”

Xuan Yuran paused, blinked inadvertently, and a trace of imperceptible confusion flashed across his clear and bright eyes.

He looked into the tent, where Tang Yixin was, and then lowered his eyes.

He didn't succeed either, so he wanted to know too.

"If you care about everything about him, what he likes, what he hates, what he likes to eat, what he doesn't like to eat, and stay with him for a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, he will naturally like it, right?"

Xuan Yuran seemed to be talking to himself.

Perhaps influenced by Xuan Yuran's feelings, Yiran's heart seemed to be a little depressed. She scratched the ground with a branch and sighed:

"Still not working?"

Xuan Yuran's eyes, which were originally as clear as the stars, became dark for a moment, and then sank even deeper.

But the girl was so busy scratching her head that she didn't see or hear the other person's words of comfort, like a senior brother:

"No, how can there be so much wood in the world?"

What Xuan Yuran said was true. There were not many people like his master.