Chapter 431 Back?

This time, Tang Yixin is attending the grand ceremony of his own clan as the young master of the cultivation clan.

The demon clan naturally treats them with great courtesy.

The demon tribe attached great importance to this, and the guards of the ceremonial guard were lined up in several rows.

This was not the first time Tang Yixin came to the demon tribe, but these guards and escorts always made him feel like running away.

He had been imprisoned by these people.

The nightingale maid Yingying and the swan maid were also there. When they saw Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao, they looked a little strange.

Especially the swan maid, her neck was a little crooked with anger, but she dared not say anything and just stared at Sheng Qingye.

The two of them came over at the right time, bowed and said softly:

"I've met the princess."

Silence...

"Don't call me by random names. When did my master become your princess?" Sheng Qingye glared at the two of them fiercely.

The nightingale bowed her head in defiance, and the swan maid lifted her neck in defiance.

"Let's call him Immortal Lord first." Xuan Yuran said at this time.

It is not appropriate to keep calling her "Princess" in such a formal occasion.

"Yes." The two maids replied.

Tang Yixien also breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to hear the title of princess either.

Jin Xiaoxiao's clenched hands also loosened.

Xuan Yuran's grandfather Su Mingyuan came to greet him as an elder. Huo Liang smiled with big eyes.

"Young Master Tang is finally back. Treat it like your own home and come in quickly."

came back?

Tang Yixian smiled clearly and lowered his eyes slightly.

This owl is really good at finishing off the enemy.

No one said much, and Tang Yixin and the others were welcomed into the main hall of the demon clan.

The dinner can be said to be extremely grand.

At the dinner, Tang Yixin also met Xuan Yuran's father, Wolong, for the first time.

The Sleeping Dragon is named Xuan Xiaotian, the Demon King, and a member of the Dragon Clan.

Youyou was reporting Wolong's information in Tang Yixin's mind.

At this time, Wolong was half-leaning on the dragon bed, looking lazy and wanton, with a handsome appearance. His eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like a mature version of Xuan Yuran, but with a proud and romantic look.

He raised his glass and took a few sips of wine as a symbol of hospitality, then looked at Tang Yixien with a slightly appreciative look, as if he was appreciating a beautiful painting, with the calmness of a veteran in the love field.

The most beautiful immortal in the world, but too cold, and he also heard that Xuan Yuran forced him to marry her as a princess.

Well, his son has good taste, and he does look a bit like him.

Jin Xiaoxiao and Sheng Qingye were both wondering what the person sitting in this seat would look like if he turned into a dragon.

I really can't imagine it.

Xuan Yuran didn't expect that his confused father would show up at the dinner to welcome his master.

He rarely saw his father when he was awake.

However, he soon felt that he was probably too happy too early.

Wolong soon got drunk, holding up his wine glass with his eyes slightly narrowed. At this time, a guard brought a tray with dozens of signs placed side by side on it.

Wolong flipped one at random and left.

There is a sense of wanton indulgence amidst the luxury and majesty.

The foolish yet extremely handsome emperors that Tang Yixin saw in the book have become concrete.

The concubine who was supporting him looked at him with intoxicated eyes.

Tang Yixin finally understood why Xuan Yuran's mother married him without hesitation in the original book.

This playboy's cynicism, and the fact that he's a dragon, is truly charming.

At this moment, his gaze was looking at Xuan Yuran, who looked somewhat similar to him. His gaze was simple and clear, with a hint of sweetness and obedience in his nobleness.

Is Xuan Yuran the biological son of Wolong?

Tang Yixien thought about it, but looking at their appearance, they were undoubtedly biological children.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly at this moment, and he still felt that Xuan Yuran, this little phoenix, was cute.

He just looked at Xuan Yuran with a smile.

Jin Xiaoxiao caught this look and couldn't help but lower her eyes.

He understood that his junior brother was chosen by his master himself, so naturally he was a disciple he found pleasing to him.

But, I don’t know how serious Ke Xin is.

The dinner ended quickly.

Xuan Yuran wanted Tang Yixin to live in his bedroom as before, but he also knew that this was not appropriate.

Fortunately, there were many side halls next to his bedroom.

Xuan Yuran led a few people walking in the yard, and rows of fire turtles were illuminating the wall.

There were flames burning on the shells of the little turtles, and they were looking at them with their heads stretched out.

Sheng Qingye saw it at a glance, frowning slightly.

“Is this roasted turtle?”

"No, it just illuminates it." Xuan Yuran said.

It was already late, so Sheng Qingye didn't ask too many questions.

Jin Xiaoxiao also found it strange, and showed her concentration in her calmness.

As a result, several people lived in Xuan Yuran's palace. After learning from the last lesson, the guards in the yard were also strengthened.

Xuan Yuran settled them all down.

He was very happy when his master and senior brothers came to his tribe.

Xuan Yuran walked from the side hall back to his main hall. As he passed through the corridor, the wind blew across his face, and he felt a little cooler and more refreshed.

He had been alone in the cultivation clan before, and felt somewhat dependent on others.

Fortunately, his master was very good to him, and his senior brothers were also good. They never showed any prejudice against him because he was a demon.

Although they quarreled and competed secretly, he did not sense any prejudice against the demon race from the words of his two senior brothers.

Moreover, in the face of the contempt of the old antique of the Tang family, he would still help him.

Except for the eldest brother who always wants to pull out his hair.

The gentle and kind second brother really treated him like a younger brother.

He walked back to his bedroom with ease, passing through the dim corridor, at the end of which was the door to his bedroom. He quickened his pace out of habit.

There were stone carvings of wild beasts on both sides of the corridor. When he passed a dragon, he caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and was startled.

He didn't know if he was seeing things, but he felt like the dragon's eyes moved.

He suppressed his heartbeat and looked at the blood-red dragon's eyes.

This is a giant red dragon that he has had since he was a child. Its sharp claws seem to be ready to pounce at any time, making people feel cold on the back just looking at it.

Xuan Yuran observed under the candlelight and didn't see anything unusual. He relaxed and turned back to the bedroom.

Under the candlelight, the dragon still stood tall and majestic, cold and murderous.

The next day was a sunny day.

Tang Yixien doesn't recognize his bed and can fall asleep anywhere.

Youyou said he was heartless.

"No, Master Sheng, this is how the fire turtle is. It won't burn to death, so you can't let it go."

Tang Yixien finished washing up and just walked out of the room when he heard Yingying's hurried voice in the yard.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Sheng Qingye withdrew his hand that was about to take the fire turtle, and the next moment, the turtle bit him where his hand had stopped.

Almost bit it.

When Sheng Qingye came out early in the morning, he saw that the turtles were really cute, but he couldn't see the fire, so he thought about rescuing the turtles.

I didn't expect it to be like this. It was he who was abrupt.

Sheng Qingye couldn't help but smile heartily to ease the embarrassment.

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