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

Chapter 449 Are You Losing Hair?

Xuan Yuran lowered his eyes. He had implicated his two senior brothers after all, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

It's all the dragon's fault.

Self-blame, regret and long-term repression suddenly burst out.

Even though he could still smell the blood, he still tried his best to summon various attack spells and rushed towards the wall.

Like a golden beam of light, sparks flew everywhere.

After calm returned, the translucent wall did not change.

"Junior brother, he has made preparations, so it is naturally not so easy to break." Sheng Qingye whispered.

Even though he said this, the chains had already passed.

Try it, and you'll always give up.

Jin Xiaoxiao thought so and took out the Lingxi fan without giving up. But it was just as she expected, it was useless.

The three of them calmed down, and the translucent wall in front of them gradually became calm and transparent as the attack ended.

Like a very shallow piece of water glass.

"I made this barrier specially for Xuan Yuran. It's not easy to break." As soon as the voice that sounded very much like the Demon King fell, Xuan Xiaochen's figure appeared in front of the barrier.

He was now fully dressed, his waist belt was fastened meticulously, and the crown on his head was dazzlingly bright.

This identical appearance and figure really resemble Xuan Yuran's father.

In Xuan Yuran's opinion, in terms of majesty and bearing, he is even more like the Demon King than his father.

But in terms of moral character, he is not as lazy as his father.

He couldn't help but think that if he hadn't become a demon and become the demon king of the demon race, then a generation of tyrants would have been born.

Xuan Yuran raised his eyes and asked coldly:

"If I'm not mistaken, you want my life, then let them go."

Xuan Xiaochen chuckled and raised his chin:

"How can you be as childish as your mother?"

"Hey, are you losing your hair? That broken crown of yours won't fall off, so stop holding your head high." Sheng Qingye shouted deliberately.

Jin Xiaoxiao couldn't help but lower her eyes and smiled.

Xuan Xiaochen clenched his palms when he heard that.

As a result, Xuan Yuran's tense heart felt much better.

"What do you want? What use is my life to you? If you want to use me as a threat to get the throne, then my father, the current Demon King, will disappoint you." Xuan Yuran said coldly.

"Hmph, the throne originally belonged to me. I didn't expect that it would be snatched away by that useless brother." An ambitious glint flashed in Xuan Xiaochen's eyes, and he clenched his hands tightly in front of him.

It seems like I have caught something, but in fact I have caught nothing.

Xuan Xiaochen said, his bloody eyes shining, licked his lips, and continued:

"What do you want? Phoenix blood. Your father is my brother, and your mother is a phoenix. Pure royal blood can help me reach the pinnacle of my demonic rank."

Xuan Xiaochen was practicing the blood curse to become a demon, which required pure royal blood.

Xuan Yuran was stunned.

So his mother always protected him, always holding him in her arms, not letting this father-like man hold him.

It wasn't until later, when Xuan Xiaochen was sealed, that things got much better.

No wonder in my dreams, my father’s face was always covered in blood, and his smile was extremely weird and greedy.

"As a demon, you actually became possessed by the devil. Do you know that this is against the ancestral teachings?" Sheng Qingye remembered that the ancestral teachings of the demon clan were to never be contaminated by the devil.

That's why Sheng Qingye trusts the demon clan so much.

"What I set is the ancestral precept." Xuan Xiaochen said madly with disdain.

Jin Xiaoxiao's expression was gloomy at this moment, and he felt vaguely uneasy. It was impossible for this crazy person to just lock them up. It would be so simple.

Moreover, he said he wanted the blood of his junior brother.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet and Xuan Xiaochen stopped talking.

As if brewing something.

I'm not afraid of the evil dragon talking all the time, I'm just afraid that he will suddenly stop talking, because that means he is about to attack.

The three of them exchanged glances, looked around, and were on guard against the evil dragon's sneak attack.

"It seems that it will take a while to get out. I wonder how Master is doing now?" Jin Xiaoxiao whispered.

"I hope he hasn't discovered it yet." Xuan Yuran replied in a low voice.

"Even if Master finds out, he will think that the three of us have gone out and will not care about it for the time being." Sheng Qingye said cheerfully, thinking that Master would not care that much.

He looked up at the top of his head, which was a dome made of stone.

Jin Xiaoxiao seemed to see his intention and shook her head slightly.

"It should be difficult to break it. This underground palace is used to trap Xuan Xiaochen. If we attack from the inside, it will not be easy to get out."

At this moment, countless red tentacles suddenly emerged from all around the wall and headed towards the three people.

This is underestimating the three of them. Even being trapped in such a small space will not affect their performance.

Xuan Yuran formed a formation with his hands, and there was a crackling sound all around.

Xuan Xiaochen looked at the three people who were resisting stubbornly, and his eyes darkened. He wanted to see how long they could hold out.

Outside the underground palace, Tang Yixin was searching like crazy, almost turning the palace upside down.

However, it is often the case that the light is darkest. The hidden garden where the three little ones are located is not far from his side hall.

Tang Yixian's graceful figure was like jade, shuttling between the palaces almost non-stop from evening to morning, and Su Mingyuan followed behind him without even touching the ground.

Tang Yixien walked so fast that he almost had double images.

He did this not only to find his three disciples, but also to scan and draw a map.

He believed that the three disciples were somewhere in this palace.

Tang Yixien thought angrily.

Find them, lock them up in Biling Peak, and make them reflect on their mistakes facing the wall!

Copy the Jingxin Sutra a hundred times, no, a thousand times.

But where are the people? Why did the three of them suddenly disappear?

His heart felt like it was being twisted, getting tighter and tighter. He didn't dare think about losing any of them.

Tang Yixien's legs were numb from walking and he could hardly stand. He held on to a pillar in the corridor and sat on a chair in the corridor.

"Princess... no... Young Master Tang... please have a drink of water." Maid Nightingale was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.

If the young prince knew that the princess was so worried about him, he would probably be very happy.

Not long ago, in the Tang family's study.

Elder Ye held the letter sent back by Tang Yixin, his capable eyes flashing with a gleam of light.

"My Lord, do you really not want me to go there?"

"No need. Let Xiao Yan take the elite disciples of the Tang family with him. Take as many disciples as possible." Tang Yuncang wished he could go there himself. His palms clenched into fists and fell on the table.

But he didn't know what the demon clan was planning. The demon clan had been in trouble recently, so he couldn't leave the Tang family easily, and the same was true for Elder Ye.

After controlling the cultivation clan for so many years, Tang Yuncang becomes more cautious as he gets older.

This was the first time that Tang Yixin called on Tang family disciples when he encountered difficulties.

He felt somewhat happy in his heart. This was a good thing. As a young master, it was not a good habit to carry everything alone.

"Yes, I will arrange it right away and inform Xiao Yan." Elder Ye said immediately.