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

On the third day, Yiran's eight brothers came to apologize to Guoguo with hurt faces, saying that they had no objection at all.

Sometimes, there is no such thing as being well-matched, it’s just a lack of strength.

In the yard, Guoguo and Yiran sat side by side on the corridor.

The setting sun cast a hazy orange hue on them.

Yiran playfully touched Guoguo with her shoulder.

Guoguo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"This time, can you accept the snacks I bought for you?"

"You gave it to your senior brother, right? You gave it to him and to me." Guoguo whispered, her eyes depressed.

"You misunderstood. He stole it away." Yiran explained.

It turned out to be jealous.

Finally, this day has come.

In the setting sun, Yi Ran's smile is as beautiful as a flower.

Many years later, Yiran was in Guoguo's arms, still missing this day.

Their wedding took place several hundred years later. By that time, Guoguo had become the chief disciple of the Tang family and had a bright future.

Yun Zichu was really busy for a while with the Tang family's promotion competition.

As the host, the Law Enforcement Hall was also very busy.

The two of them cooperated very well.

After finally finishing this busy period, the two of them returned to Xiao Yan's yard.

A short separation is better than a new marriage. Xiao Yan knows Yun Zichu best, just like now, slightly tipsy in the warm night, the dim candlelight reflects a bit of tenderness.

Yun Zichu pushed him onto the bed, and his coat was torn all over the floor.

Yun Zichu's love for Xiao Yan is very thorough and is shown through actions.

He kissed his little brother Yan passionately, with deep affection in his tenderness.

This kind of attachment has existed for a long time.

However, the person under him seemed unwilling and was resisting slightly.

Sure enough, the next moment, Xiao Yan somersaulted and pressed Yun Zichu under him, gazing at the person under him with emotion.

Yun Zichu's eyes were charming and full of temptation.

His cultivation level is higher than Yun Zichu's, and there are some things he wants to change.

With a fiery throbbing, Xiao Yan kissed her. He had never had the active experience since he had a Taoist partner.

My heart was beating so fast, and my ears were burning.

A close call.

But he felt Yun Zichu trembling slightly, and the hand holding him was clenched tightly, as delicate as a camellia trembling on a branch in the rain.

Xiao Yan gave up after a moment of weakness.

Then he was pinned down by the other party again.

As he gradually sank into despair, he began to feel that this was probably how it would be from now on.

He slowly closed his eyes.

As a result, he was tormented by Yun Zichu, who he thought was delicate, for the entire night.

Xuan Yuran hasn't returned to the demon clan for a while.

The last time I went back, it was the same time as last time.

His father Wolong's birthday is in a few days, and Xuan Yuran is hesitating whether to go back.

Tang Yixian couldn't bear to see Xuan Yuran like this, so he agreed to take Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao to celebrate Wolong's birthday together.

Xuan Yuran was naturally happy that his master and fellow brothers were going back with him.

Although Master is not alone, it is still lively.

The last time they returned to the demon tribe, they encountered an evil dragon. It was not a pleasant experience and was somewhat regrettable.

Xuan Yuran called Qilin, and returned to the demon tribe in a playful mood.

Wolong is no longer so lazy, and is determined to work hard to govern the country. The demon clan is prosperous and peaceful.

The market was bustling with activity, and Tang Yixin and the others had to squeeze in.

After walking a few streets, I met Labulazhu again in a familiar place.

Xuan Yuran checked his demon pill and found that it had not been formed.

It is speculated that it is probably because he eats too much and has not been able to cultivate into a demon pill, so he continues to eat a lot.

Tang Yixin fed it a skewer of meat and thought it was pretty good.

The next morning, Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao went to the market to buy peacock eggs.

Tang Yixien came to see Xuan Yuran.

When I walked into the bedroom, Xuan Yuran was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, carving something carefully.

The gorgeous red clothes set off his fair and translucent face, giving him a sense of nobility.

He was carving a small ball in his hand, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

Tang Yixien knew that he couldn't guess it, so he simply gave up guessing.

"Master." Xuan Yuran called out.

"You like carving these because of your mother, right?" Tang Yixin sat opposite him and picked up an extremely delicately carved phoenix on the table.

The carved phoenix seemed to come alive at any moment and fly out of the palm of the hand.

Xuan Yuran's eyes lit up.

"How did Master know?"

Tang Yixian pursed his lips and smiled softly.

Grandpa Owl told him this last night. He dragged him out for a drink and said his daughter wasn't worth it.

He said that his daughter also liked carving, and when he talked about how much he missed her, tears welled up in his big eyes.

"How about I accompany you to carve, and you teach me?" Tang Yixien's eyes were filled with doting.

Xuan Yuran smiled faintly at the corner of his lips, suppressing the joy in his heart. He walked behind Tang Yixin, hugged his master in his arms, and began to teach him step by step.

Under the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, Tang Yixin unknowingly completed his first wood carving work.

A magnolia flower.

Tang Yixien didn't know why he wanted to carve this.

"You are here. We have been looking for you for a long time." Sheng Qingye and Jin Xiaoxiao walked in from outside.

"Junior brother, your carving skills have improved. This magnolia flower is carved really well." Sheng Qingye said as he sat down.

Xuan Yu burst into tears for a moment: "..."

My master is really amazing. He can carve better than me right after learning.

It turns out that if you don’t work hard, you will never know the importance of talent.

Tang Yixien's expression changed and he looked at Sheng Qingye in a gesture.

Sheng Qingye only thought that his master’s eyes were really beautiful, and he didn’t notice anything else.

Jin Xiaoxiao smiled faintly and said:

"This magnolia flower is obviously carved by Master. This... or something in Junior Brother's hand is also very beautiful."

This didn’t let Xuan Yuran go, Tang Yixin thought.

"Did you buy some peacock eggs?" Tang Yixin quickly changed the subject, his eyes falling on the egg that Sheng Qingye had been holding in his hand.

A golden egg, as big as a palm.

Sheng Qingye held the egg in his hand and observed it:

"The boss said this is an authentic peacock egg."

Xuan Yuran's heart lit up, his talent had arrived, and his eyes narrowed:

"Big Brother, you've been deceived. This isn't a peacock egg at all. It's..."

Click---click--click--click--

Cracks appeared on the eggshell, the top shell was pushed open, and a small brown head poked out.

Then the whole egg shattered, and a furry brown ball shook its little butt and broke out of the shell.

Her small eyes were as black and bright as sesame seeds, staring straight at Sheng Qingye, like a calm kiwi.

Not very lively...

How old is this egg?

Sheng Qingye was full of surprise, with curiosity and love in his eyes, and said:

"What is this thing??"

This is obviously not a peacock.

"This is a guinea pig that lays eggs. It is rare but no one wants it. Perhaps it is because it is rather honest and has no ambitions. It will stay this big throughout its life and will never form a demon pill." Xuan Yuran said slowly.

Tang Yixien looked at the guinea pig that looked like a kiwi. Isn’t it so cute?

"Where did you buy it?" Tang Yixien couldn't help but ask.