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

"I remember you cultivators need to eat, right?" Xue Yuwei suddenly asked.

Sheng Qingye's brows were serious and he didn't say anything. He slowly turned around and sat down.

A feeling of powerlessness with nothing to say.

This madman is mad for no reason.

Seeing that no one was talking, Xueyu looked down at the mess on the ground, then opened the door and walked out, while giving instructions to the maid outside,

"The Second Madam has a bad temper. She took all these and replaced them with new ones to throw at him."

"Yes, my lord."

Sheng Qingye's waist slumped slightly and he took a long breath.

Second Madam...

Is this Second Madam talking about him?

I'm afraid he'll be pissed to death.

Then he lay back straight on the bed, looking at the frost on the igloo, and slowly collapsed.

Xueyu walked out of the secret room and slowly walked towards her study.

The faint moonlight outside the valley poured down, filling the entire yard with coldness and silence.

He has always been walking alone in this ice corridor, and in the light and shadow he seems to see himself for many years.

But today, he had someone to accompany him.

He looked at the courtyard where Tang Yixin and others lived not far away. It was lit with a dim light, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Xueyu is the guardian of the Ice Spirit Realm. He was transformed by the power of ice spirits and was born in this place.

He was born alone, in this vast expanse of snow.

He had been guarding this Ice Spirit Realm like this for who knows how many years, so long that he himself couldn't even remember.

And these ices have not melted for hundreds of years.

He had never been to the outside world, and his ice spiritual power was extremely high since birth.

Later, he created this villa and used his spiritual power to create many clones.

After a long time, snow elves appeared.

He rarely comes into contact with people from the world of cultivation, or it can be said that he has never come into contact with outsiders.

Suddenly, when he saw such a beautiful person in his spiritual realm, the first thing he thought of was to take her away to be his wife.

Tang Yixien, he liked her at first sight.

And Sheng Qingye is of the same ice type as him.

He once sent his clone out to collect various picture books, picture books, and calligraphy and paintings from the world of cultivation.

None of the people in the calligraphy and painting are as good-looking as Tang Yixin.

He guessed that he had caught a nice treasure.

If you don’t want to be a wife, what else can you do?

He himself may not even know who he is meeting.

In the days to come, his wife will be with him, and just thinking about it makes him feel inexplicably happy.

He had returned to the study and sat at the table.

He took out a pen and paper from the shelf next to him, his pale blue icy eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and then he began to draw a portrait of Tang Yixian.

He said lightly and implicitly,

"Tang Yixian, this is the eldest lady."

After finishing the painting, he held the portrait in front of his eyes with both hands, slowly fell back and lay on the couch.

The painting is so ugly.

He crumpled the painting in his hand and threw it aside.

She's not even one ten-thousandth as pretty as Tang Yixien.

Then, he thought of Tang Yixien's expression today, and Sheng Qingye's appearance.

Although he had never been in love, he knew that they didn't like him.

When it comes to pursuing beauties, he still has his own way.

He did have a set, he had a set of ancient books.

He stood up, walked to the bookshelf next to him, blew off the layer of dust on it, and took out a thick ancient book.

Late in the evening, he began to work hard to see how to make the beauty happy.

The ancient book is very thick, as thick as a fist.

The first thing he saw when he opened the book was about meeting for the first time, having a meal... and giving gifts.

Xueyu nodded slightly, as if she had understood.

Then let’s start with the eldest lady, the beautiful master.

Xueyu was in a very good mood, her heart was no longer cold, she was even turning the pen in her hand with a smile on her lips.

Today, the ink in the study has melted, the cold ink that has not melted for a long time.

The villa is exceptionally quiet, and occasionally you can hear the sound of snow melting on the eaves and falling to the ground.

Tang Yixien stood in front of the window and felt that the wind had died down, bringing a warm winter feeling.

He glanced at a corner outside the house.

In the corner, there was a cowering snow elf hiding, thinking he didn't see it. He must have been sent to monitor them.

He couldn't help but smile helplessly, then turned around and saw the shawl draped over the chair in the front hall.

It seems that Xueyu is a bad person, but I don’t think he is completely bad. I don’t know what he is going to do.

Xuan Yuran sat on a chair beside him. At this moment, he could feel the heat of the demon pill rotating in his body again. His clear eyes moved slightly, and then he moved his fingers, and a talisman appeared in front of him.

"Master, I've noticed that the magic power of this formation seems to be fluctuating, and the suppression is now weak."

"Yes, that's true, and it's not that cold now." Jin Xiaoxiao held the Lingxi fan in her hand and said in a light tone.

Tang Yixien thought that perhaps this magic circle was related to something, and this thing was changing.

Tang Yixin went to look at the snow elf again, and saw its little butt hiding in the corner.

He simply stopped watching it.

Now that we have come to this villa, we can only wait and see what happens.

I can only stay in this villa tonight and continue to find out about Sheng Qingye's situation tomorrow.

Fortunately, based on the current situation, Sheng Qingye should not be in danger of life for the time being.

There are many houses in this ice villa.

Tang Yixin chose the house in the middle of the yard. Through the window he could see the two side rooms outside where his disciples lived.

He lay on the large yellow wood carved bed in the room, touching the smooth carved patterns on the edge of the bed.

This bed is also extremely exquisite.

This Snow Jade Lord is also interesting. All the tables, chairs and beds in the villa are made of wood.

He himself should not be afraid of the cold, so who is it prepared for?

The next day, before Tang Yixin got up, he heard some noise in the living room.

He quickly got up and walked quickly to the yard. At this time, Jin Xiaoxiao and Xuan Yuran had also gotten up.

The three of them walked into the front hall and saw a large round ice table in the middle of the hall, filled with ice crystal plates.

Tang Yixien walked closer and saw that the plate was full of ice cubes.

It was truly a crystal clear block of ice, with an invisible piece of food wrapped in the middle.

Some look like vegetable leaves, and some look like a piece of meat.

Tang Yixian had never seen such a cold dish before. Could this be the legendary "cold dish"?

"This is the breakfast I prepared for you all. I wonder if it suits your taste." Xueyu walked in from outside and said, imitating the way of hospitality, which he learned from a book yesterday.

Sheng Qingye is in his hands, so Tang Yixien can only do this for now and wait and see what happens.

Several people sat down around the round table and had their breakfast properly.