After becoming the prince of the demon clan, the beautiful master pampers him every day

Chapter 180 Two-person world

Sang Yunqi sneered and was about to refuse when he was interrupted by Chu Xinglan's voice.

"Sure, but you have to give us the list first to prevent you from cheating later."

Seeing the excitement and yearning in his little disciple's eyes, which were trying hard to hide but were still obvious, Sang Yunqi had to swallow his words of refusal. His little disciple probably had never been to a temple fair, so it was not impossible for him to go and take a look.

Fan Lou didn't expect Chu Xinglan to suddenly interrupt him. He glanced at him with disdain and dissatisfaction: "I'm talking to your master. Who allowed you to interrupt? And I didn't invite you. I want to go to a world of two with your master."

"As for cheating, I, Fan Lou, don't even bother with that."

After saying that, he even snorted arrogantly and looked at Sang Yunqi expectantly.

Chu Xinglan: “???”

No, what is this guy talking about, what is a world for two? Is this the way to use this term?

Sang Yunqi originally thought that he should just accept it. Since his little disciple was willing to go for a walk, he didn't say anything.

But when he saw that Fan Lou had no sense of boundaries and dared to speak ill of his apprentice, he instantly became unhappy.

"It's your blessing that my apprentice is talking to you. If you don't want to, then leave now. As for your list, I'm not interested at all."

Chu Xinglan didn't mind Fan Lou's words. Isn't it normal for the unique Demon Lord to look down on a Karami like him?

Seeing that his master was about to overturn the table, he quickly pulled him back and tried to persuade him in a low voice.

"Master, I know there is no such list, and you can find it out, but since he is willing to give it to us, doesn't this save trouble?"

Seeing that his master was unmoved, Chu Xinglan rolled his eyes and said, "Master, I don't want you to be so hard-working, and Master, don't you want to go to the temple fair with me?"

After saying this, the resistance in Sang Yunqi instantly disappeared, and he turned his head to look at Chu Xinglan.

"Want to go to the temple fair?"

Chu Xinglan saw that there was a chance, so he nodded quickly: "I want to go, I want Master to accompany me, okay?"

Sang Yunqi felt better and nodded, then he looked towards Fan Lou as if giving alms.

"Bring out the list, and we, the master and disciple, will accompany you to Haiyang City."

Although the two people tried to speak quietly, with Fan Lou's strength, their words were no different from if they were spoken into his ear.

There was something wrong with the way he looked at the master and disciple now.

Sang Yunqi didn't hear him speak for a while, so he looked over with confusion and saw that he had a constipated expression on his face.

"Why, you regret it again?"

Fan Lou finally came back to his senses, his eyes uncontrollably glancing at the upper bodies of the two people pressed together opposite him, he stood up and said with emotion.

"You two are really playing tricks on each other, I don't understand, but I wish you all the best."

After saying that, he looked at Chu Xinglan with complicated eyes and reminded him, "You'd better put away the thing on your neck and don't let anyone see it, otherwise there may be some consequences that you don't want to know about."

As Fan Lou walked out, his figure gradually faded and disappeared, leaving only a faint voice.

"It's still early. I'll wait for you here at twilight hour."

After watching him disappear, Chu Xinglan's tense nerves finally relaxed a little. Although his master was right beside him, he was still subconsciously nervous when facing Fan Lou.

Thinking of what Fan Lou said when he first came and the last sentence just now, Chu Xinglan pulled out the pendant that he had covered tightly and looked at it thoughtfully.

Sang Yunqi rubbed his brows in pain, cursing at Fan Lou in his heart. Not only was this guy mentally ill, he was also a big mouth.

He said everything without caring about other people's lives. Seeing the inquiring look in his little disciple's eyes, Sang Yunqi couldn't help sighing in his heart.

In fact, Chu Xinglan had studied this pendant many times when he had nothing to do, but he never figured out what it was.

Just when Fan Lou said the last sentence, combined with his guess today, he had a guess in his mind.

"Master, aren't you going to tell me?"

Sang Yunqi really didn't know where to start, otherwise he and Xuan Ling wouldn't have been arguing for so long. He would rather endure his little disciple's dissatisfaction than say a word.

Chu Xinglan didn't wait for an answer, and pursed his lips: "If I give this thing to me, will it hurt Master?"

After saying that, before Sang Yunqi could answer, he said dejectedly, "Of course it will. How can something that those powerful people desperately want not be harmed?"

Chu Xinglan took off the pendant, touched it in his hand lingeringly, and then handed it to Sang Yunqi.

"Master, please take it back. The Demon Lord has also said that it is too unsafe for me to carry this with me now. If it is really exposed, I am afraid that both our master and disciple will be in trouble."

Sang Yunqi glanced at him, took the pendant, and carefully tied it around his neck again.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. I know this thing might cause trouble, so I have put strict restrictions on it. As long as your cultivation has not broken through the barriers, it will not be discovered. You can rest assured and carry it with you."

Although Chu Xinglan liked the pendant very much, he still refused it for the sake of his master.

"Master, I know you are worried about me, but I am also worried about you."

"So many people are coveting Master, Master can't make any mistakes now. If something unexpected happens because of me, I will blame myself."

Sang Yunqi's mouth curled up, and he raised his hand to rub his head. "Fan Lou can't hurt me, so what are you worried about? This is for you to save your life."

Chu Xinglan really couldn't describe the feeling in his heart. He was silent for a long while before he raised his head and looked at Sang Yunqi.

"Master, is there something wrong with my body?"

Sang Yunqi was shocked, but he didn't show it on his face. He looked at him in surprise: "What's the problem? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

But seeing Chu Xinglan looking at him with a somewhat sad look, Sang Yunqi could no longer pretend. He raised one hand to cover his eyes and sighed softly.

"What's the point of having a brain, kid?"

Chu Xinglan pulled the big hand off his face in dissatisfaction and looked at him accusingly.

"Master is too much. If I don't have a brain, won't I be sold out by Master and have to count money for Master?"

Sang Yunqi gave him a head slap, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and asked in confusion: "How did you guess that? Xuan Ling and I should not have revealed the truth."

Chu Xinglan curled his lips, "I had some guesses, but I wasn't sure. I guessed it after what Fan Lou said just now."

"I've seen what I looked like when I was a child in my dreams before, and I've also checked out the portrait of Qiongqi in the library. There's still a big difference between me and my current appearance."

"The last time I went to Cangyun Country, Master insisted on asking the Imperial Master to treat me. Afterwards, Master was very weak, but I felt more relaxed than ever before."

As he spoke, he held the pendant in his palm: "So, it's related to this thing, right?"