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

Xuan Yuran and Jin Xiaoxiao sat vigilantly on Tang Yixian's left and right sides respectively.

The three of them looked at the icy breakfast in front of them, feeling helpless.

Tang Yixien looked at the ice chopsticks in front of him and pursed his lips.

He picked up the ice chopsticks, which felt cold to the touch, and looked at the ice cubes in the plate that were shining with cold light.

toothache....

Jin Xiaoxiao and Xuan Yuran were not in the mood to eat breakfast, but when they saw their master picked up the chopsticks, they had to endure it for the time being for Sheng Qingye, and they also picked up the chopsticks in front of them.

"Tang Yixian...try this. I specially asked the kitchen to make it for you. I don't know if it suits your taste."

Xueyu reached out to pick up an ice cube.

Didn't clamp it...

This is indeed not right, he thought.

Then he used a little force, picked up a piece, and placed it in the bowl in front of Tang Yixin.

There was a leaf wrapped in the ice, crystal clear and still emitting cold air.

"What do you call me Master?" Xuan Yuran looked at Xueyu with a slightly stern gaze and said in a low voice.

It was the first time that Xuan Yuran heard someone call his master by his name.

"Why? What's wrong with that? He's your master, not mine. Besides, I plan to make him my wife."

There was a click.

The ice chopsticks in Xuan Yuran's hand suddenly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground with a plop.

Jin Xiaoxiao just tried to pick up a piece of chilled fish, but it fell back into the bowl with a clang.

He put down his chopsticks, and said word by word with a faint smile in his eyes as if there was broken ice in it,

"I've heard my master mention it. Your name is Xueyu, right? Do you know what you're talking about?"

Xueyu picked up another ice cube and placed it in Tang Yixian's bowl and said,

"I naturally know. Don't worry, I will take care of your Master from now on."

.....

Jin Xiaoxiao rarely loses her composure, unless she really can't remain calm.

He had clenched the Lingxi fan in his hand.

He could tolerate his fellow disciples, but he couldn't tolerate this person who came out of nowhere.

"Okay, Xueyu, I don't like eating these, you can go back."

Tang Yixien didn't want to have a bad relationship with Xueyu before he found Sheng Qingye. He didn't want to talk about his disciple, so he talked about him.

Xueyu paused holding the chopsticks.

His pale blue eyes darkened, and in an instant he overturned the table, and the icy vegetables fell all over the floor in an instant.

The table was completely broken into pieces.

Xueyu shook off the broken ice on her body, raised her chin, and said something she thought was harsh.

"Forget it if you don't want to eat it. Madam, take care of yourself!"

Then he turned and left.

The three of them stood up in an instant and looked at each other.

Tang Yixien thought about what Xueyu had just said.

What kind of domineering CEO statement is this?

Besides, how is he going to eat this ice cube?

Put it in your mouth and dissolve it?

In the front hall, only the master and his apprentice were left.

Suddenly, the white frost all around became thicker.

Jin Xiaoxiao immediately felt cold and hugged his shoulders with his hands.

Then he called upon his spiritual power again, and the suppression was indeed stronger.

Jin Xiaoxiao told Tang Yixin about this change.

Tang Yixin also felt the chill. He looked at the direction Xueyu left and remembered how Xueyu looked just now.

Could it be because he was in a bad mood?

So it's colder around here?

Xuan Yuran clutched the corner of his red clothes, thinking about the man who called his master "Madam".

He was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

It would be great if I could live in seclusion with my master, without anyone else coveting me.

After having a tantrum, Xueyu returned to his inner room. He lay on the bed, staring at the curtain made of ice in front of him.

It was really not easy for him to get those dishes, as they usually don’t eat them.

These fresh foods have been stored in the snow for a long time and collected as treasures.

After all, it is not easy to see something new in the snowy weather.

He gave them all to Tang Yixin, but he said he didn't like them.

He fell asleep when he was angry, and he slept when he was depressed.

Once, he slept for a full ten years, and the entire villa was frozen for ten years.

But in the middle of the night, he woke up.

He sat up and thought that he shouldn't have lost his temper with his wife. It was his fault.

He got up again in the middle of the night to find out what the cultivators liked to eat.

Then he discovered that the cultivators didn't like ice cubes, no wonder Tang Yixin didn't like it.

The night in the villa is particularly dark.

When Tang Yixin went out in the middle of the night, he saw the snow elf guarding them snoring in the corner.

He came out to find out what was going on.

He wandered around the villa all night, visiting every corner, so that he could explore the terrain. He made his own artificial electronic satellite and generated an electronic map.

He wanted to find Sheng Qingye, and also to find out where the magic formation of the Bingling Realm was.

Xuan Yuran and Jin Xiaoxiao also spent the whole night searching for Sheng Qingye's whereabouts. They kept an eye on each other to prevent themselves from getting lost.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, white smoke began to rise from the kitchen of Xuezhuang.

"Ah...heat...fire...help..."

"Master, this is fire, it's fire..." The snow elves were so scared that frost broke out all over their bodies and they hid aside, trembling.

Xueyu said calmly on the side,

"Don't make any noise. I want to make something for my wife."

"My Lord, we are from the Ice Region, the Ice Region... this is absolutely not allowed."

Another thick white smoke drifted out...

After sleeping for a while in the morning, Tang Yixin smelled a fragrance. It was the scent of fireworks that he had not smelled for a long time.

After getting up, he followed the smell to the front hall. On the newly moved table was a bowl of steaming fish soup.

"Young Master...are you awake? The master asked me to deliver this to you." The snow elf said tremblingly.

After saying this, the snow elf hurried away, as if he would melt in the fish soup if he looked at it any longer.

Tang Yixien looked at the fish soup in front of him and fell into deep thought.

He was a little confused about this snow jade.

It seems that he can only adopt a delaying tactic.

The fish soup was fragrant and strong, with white smoke rising from it because it was so cold all around.

At this time, Jin Xiaoxiao and Xuan Yuran came to the front hall. Seeing the soup in front of them, they immediately knew what was going on.

Both of them looked unhappy, but Tang Yixin didn't notice.

"Are you awake? There's hot soup." Tang Yixien said with a hint of indifferent beauty in his eyes.

He actually sat down, filled a porcelain bowl with hot soup and held it in his hand.

"Master, aren't you afraid it might be poisonous?" Xuan Yuran asked with a harmless look on his face.

"He...isn't that bad." Tang Yixuan didn't even hear the jealousy hidden in Xuan Yuran's tone.

What does Xueyu want to do? Is it necessary to go through so much trouble to poison her?

Tang Yixin took a sip of the soup. Although it had no taste, the hot soup went into his throat and he still felt a little warmer.

"Master, is it delicious?" Jin Xiaoxiao whispered, and the Lingxi fan in her hand made a click as she placed it on the ice table, feeling that there were cracks on the table.