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

Sheng Qingye was a straightforward man. Just as he was about to persuade his master not to drink anymore, Jin Xiaoxiao stopped him with a look.

Tell him not to worry.

Sheng Qingye knew Jin Xiaoxiao quite well, and guessed that Jin Xiaoxiao must be planning something. Fortunately, he was there, so he was not afraid of what he might do.

Nothing more was said.

Tang Yixin had already finished his fourth glass of wine. He looked at the empty glass in front of him, which gradually turned into a variety of colors. He felt very dizzy.

He looked up at the fireflies filling the trees, thinking that the campsite was quite nice.

When the thought of barbecue camping flashed through his mind, he suddenly realized.

He seemed drunk.

He shook his head slightly, put down the wine glass in his hand, and felt dizzy all over.

Only then did he realize that the power of this wine should not be underestimated.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked at her master in front of her with a faint smile in her eyes and did not pour him any more wine.

Tang Yixien was still sitting upright, looking like a cool and elegant master, but his eyes were already slightly drunk.

Perhaps because he was too drunk, he supported his forehead with one hand, his eyes narrowed, and his profile was white and crystal clear in the dim light.

Sheng Qingye looked at Jin Xiaoxiao with a hint of reproach.

Jin Xiaoxiao ignored him.

Xuan Yuran also noticed that something was wrong with his master. When he was about to ask his master about the situation, Jin Xiaoxiao suddenly asked softly,

"Master? Are you okay?"

"Master...I feel a little dizzy. This wine...is probably 50% alcohol."

Tang Yixien said in a gentle voice with a hint of magnetism, and then he shook his head slightly.

Drunk people are different from their usual selves, they tend to be more fragile.

Jin Xiaoxiao glanced at Sheng Qingye with a slight smile in her eyes, then lowered her eyes and asked in a nonchalant tone,

"Master, you ate all the grilled fish Sheng Qingye made for you. Is it really that delicious?"

“Not tasty...”

Tang Yixien shook his head slightly and murmured softly, his soft and shiny ink-black hair falling sideways to the table.

........

Sheng Qingye's brows tightened, his lips opened in anger, and then he took a long breath.

The smile in Jin Xiaoxiao's eyes became brighter. He pursed his lips, then raised his eyes suddenly and asked again,

"Master, if you were to choose a Taoist partner, what kind would you prefer?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Sheng Qingye's eyes suddenly fixed and he immediately became focused.

At this moment, he finally understood why Jin Xiaoxiao took out this jar of wine and why she had been pouring wine for her master.

Xuan Yuran clenched his fists on the stone table and listened attentively.

At this time, the surroundings were quiet.

The three of them were waiting for Master's answer.

The wind blew through the ginkgo trees, bringing with it the soft and weak feeling of summer.

The cicadas didn't dare to continue chirping.

"What? What did you say?"

Tang Yixien asked confusedly, he didn't even hear clearly.

Sheng Qingye was so anxious that he quickly signaled Jin Xiaoxiao to ask again.

Xuan Yuran, who was standing next to him, was touched slightly, and he drank the wine in the glass in his hand in one gulp.

Jin Xiaoxiao asked again a little louder.

At this time, Tang Yixien supported his forehead with one hand, and no one saw his brows gradually furrowing.

"Daoist companion?" he murmured in a low voice.

Now they should have heard it clearly, and the three of them all looked towards their master.

Tang Yixien's eyes gradually opened slightly.

Another Taoist companion, a Taoist companion!

After he entered the book, he always said this!

If you want to suppress him, there is no way!

He just felt a nameless anger rising from the bottom of his heart.

He stood up suddenly, and a sharp and fine cold light flashed in his usually cold and handsome eyes, which was so beautiful that it was frightening.

He pursed his lips with a cold smile and said lazily,

"The teacher likes obedient people!"

Then he waved his arm gracefully, and the light golden gauze sleeves moved gracefully.

The kitchen knife on the table seemed to be blown up by a gust of wind, drawing a cold light in the air.

boom!

The sharp knife chopped straight into the stone table, with half of the knife submerged in it.

Just like cutting pastry.

This is really too sudden!

The three of them instinctively moved backwards.

Sheng Qingye's eyes widened. He looked at the shining knife on the stone table, blinked, and took a breath.

Jin Xiaoxiao's usually calm eyes were finally filled with shock, and he pursed his lips.

He picked up the half-spilt wine in his hand and took a sip.

Xuan Yuran's eyes instantly became clearer and he swallowed.

Tang Yixian, at this moment, supported his forehead as if nothing had happened, shook his head slightly, and said,

"I am tired, so I will go back first. You guys should go wash up and go to bed early."

.......

Just take a shower and go to bed?

Tang Yixien turned around gracefully as if nothing had happened, his gauze clothes fluttering in the wind.

This piece of clothing was much more complicated than what he usually wore. He shook his sleeves and although his body was slightly swaying, he still walked towards his villa.

Xuan Yuran even forgot to get up and help his master at this time. After a moment, he reacted and got up to chase after him.

At this time, only Jin Xiaoxiao and Sheng Qingye were left under the ginkgo tree.

Jin Xiaoxiao finally recovered from the shock of the scene just now.

He reached out and pulled at the knife, but still couldn't pull it out.

I couldn't help but be shocked.

Master did nothing but waved his hand.

Wind-type spiritual roots are indeed terrifying!

"Master's cultivation...don't you think it's becoming increasingly difficult to understand? It's really a bit strange."

Jin Xiaoxiao seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be talking to Sheng Qingye next to her.

"Master said he likes obedient people?"

Sheng Qingye looked up at Jin Xiaoxiao and said.

He only remembered this.

Xuan Yuran followed Tang Yixin all the way back to Biling Villa and watched his master enter the yard.

The disciple's villa is very close to Biling Villa, so close that you can almost see them.

It's just across the road.

Sheng Qingye watched the tall and beautiful figure walk into the inner room, and the candlelight lit up.

Only then did he feel relieved.

Xuan Yuran was dressed in red, standing under the moon, his tall and slender figure casting a long shadow behind him.

In the past six months, he has grown taller and now looks like a handsome young man.

But her face was still as fair as jade, and with her red clothes, she had an enchanting beauty under the moonlight.

"I like obedient people." Xuan Yuran murmured in a low voice.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up into an obscure smile.

The next morning, Tang Yixin opened his eyes with a headache. He rubbed his temples with both hands and sat up.

He recalled what happened last night, but it seemed like he was a little disorganized. He only remembered that he returned to the villa and lit a candle.

This was one of his habits. If he had to go out for a social gathering and drink before traveling through the book, the first thing he would remember was to go home.

Because of his appearance before he entered the book, he looked unsafe.

It seems that this habit of his is still preserved here.

He got up and drank several large cups of herbal tea, and the headache finally eased.