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

Chapter 211 3 points like

Tang Yixin only felt that there was a force that was trying to break into his brain, making him even more dizzy.

He rubbed his forehead with his slender jade-like fingers. Even with the support of the tree, he was still a little unsteady.

Just as Xuan Yuran was about to step forward to help, Sheng Qingye had already arrived behind Tang Yixin and held him in his arms.

Xuan Yuran paused there, and slowly lowered his raised arm.

"Master, your spiritual resistance is too strong, and I am unable to detect it." Jin Xiaoxiao whispered.

Tang Yixien's head was buzzing with pain at this moment. He just shook his head slightly and it was difficult for him to stay awake.

"Let's take Master back to the inner room to rest first." Sheng Qingye said with a serious expression.

When Sheng Qingye saw Jin Xiaoxiao's rare nervous expression, he knew that the matter was more serious than he had imagined.

He simply picked up Tang Yixin in his arms.

Tang Yixin had no strength left, so he let Sheng Qingye hold him with his head resting on Sheng Qingye's shoulder.

The three of them took their master back to the inner room.

Walking around the screen, Sheng Qingye gently placed Tang Yixin on the bed.

The Demon Palace is always filled with a gloomy atmosphere and a faint black mist. The surrounding walls are made of black stone with peony patterns. One look at it gives people a terrifying feeling of being trapped in it.

"Second Prince, has the soul-stealing spell been cast?" asked the second prince.

Just now, they saw in the mirror image that Tang Yixin stabbed Baili Nian with a sword, ending the competition.

"You couldn't bear to kill him, but spared his life and killed me instead."

Chimei Bailiang could see that Tang Yixien deliberately spared Baili Nian's life.

Chi Mei Bai Liang glared angrily with his narrow eyes, and one hand tightly grasped the black peony on the armrest of his chair.

He can still remember the murderous look on Tang Yixien's face towards him.

He really wanted him to die.

Da Er didn't understand what was wrong with his master at this moment. His neck was shrunken, and his fearful look looked very strange compared to his huge body.

At this time, the mirror was pitch black, Baili Nian was unconscious, and they could no longer see what was happening on Tang Yixuan's side.

After a while, Chi Mei Bai Liang came to his senses, loosened his grip, and said in a cold voice:

"It depends on how long his spiritual consciousness can resist. It should be soon. No one can resist my spell." Chi Mei Bai Liang adjusted the white peony on his head and said with a smile on his lips.

"The Demon Lord is already preparing to attack the cultivators. In the near future, he will surely take over the Yuanzhi Continent in one fell swoop. The Demon Lord also promised the Second Prince that he would give you the eldest son of the Tang family as a reward. Why bother with this?" The second prince asked, scratching his head.

His dull mind couldn't figure out what happened to the Second Prince for a man.

Like being possessed.

"It's been too long." Chimei Bailiang said.

He couldn't wait any longer.

The demons are extremely well-informed about the cultivators' news. According to the information they have obtained, Tang Yixin will soon have a Taoist partner.

That would be much more boring.

"Second Prince, when will you go to bed? I miss you." A voice that was soft and penetrating sounded in the hall.

A man walked in gracefully. He was slender, with long hair down to his waist, and looked weak and boneless.

Just like now, he has already sat on Chi Mei Bai Liang's body, pressed against his chest, stroked Chi Mei Bai Liang's chest muscles with his fingers, and said coquettishly:

"Second Prince, you haven't come to see me for two days."

The man had a handsome and fair face, and his eyebrows and eyes looked a bit like Tang Yixien.

And a three-pointer like him is already stunning.

The man's name is Aruo, and he was someone that the Demon Lord had ordered people to find by all means. He looked like the eldest son of the Tang family.

Chi Mei Bai Liang twitched his lips at the person in his arms, which was considered a smile, but there was a flash of loss and disdain in his eyes that no one noticed.

He held Aruo's face and kissed her hard.

It seemed that only in this way could he ease some of his irritability.

Aruo tried his best to please Chimei Bailiang. He didn't want to go back to the slums.

He heard that he looked like someone that the Second Prince particularly liked.

He was grateful to that person, grateful that he was like him, which allowed him to stay with the noble Second Prince of the Demon Clan.

At this time, Daer lowered his eyes, not daring to look at the two people sitting on the couch.

He is still single.

After a while, Chimei Bailiang pushed away Aruo who was still asking for a kiss without hesitation.

His eyes were full of lust, and he immediately picked up Aruo.

He carried the person down from the couch, and when he passed by the second year student, he looked to the side with a very focused gaze.

As far as the eye can see, there is the golden cage.

On the ground in the center of the cage was a circular golden magic circle, and the talisman emitted golden rays of light on the ground.

He turned to look at the second year student and said coldly:

"Stay here. If Tang Yixian's consciousness appears at any time, report immediately."

"Yes." The sophomore nodded in response.

After saying that, Chi Mei Bai Liang carried Aruo back to his bedroom.

The heavy door of the bedroom slammed shut behind him.

He threw Aruo forcefully onto the bed in the middle of the bedroom.

"You know what I like, right?"

Chimei Bailiang looked down at Aruo and said in a slightly cold tone.

He looked at the face on the bed that looked three-quarters like him, and the desire in his heart burned like fire.

Aruo silently took off his outer shirt and put on the white gauze gown folded aside.

Then she lay there charmingly, looking at Chi Mei Bai Liang with a hooked look in her eyes.

He didn't understand why that person didn't like the Second Prince. How could anyone dislike him?

The demon's eyes narrowed.

From a certain angle, Aruo does look a bit like that person.

But that loving look in her eyes, probably Tang Yixien would never look at him like that.

Thinking of this, Chimei Bailiang's eyes seemed to shine, and he threw himself onto the bed.

He ravaged the person under him with all his might, looking at the three-point similar appearance.

But it wasn't him after all.

Just like a rich and bright soup soaked in water, it always becomes bland and tasteless. That person is probably not like that.

In the hall, there was a black mist floating in the air, almost invisible, mixed with the scent of peony, giving off a decadent and sad feeling.

It seemed that everything was falling into darkness.

As the red candle flickered, the ghosts and monsters were in a trance, confused and imaginative.

There was a gleam of light in his eyes like a poisonous snake.

He started calling Tang Yixin's name again, but his tone was filled with hatred, that kind of deep hatred.

Every time he called this person's name, Aruo felt like he was going to die and couldn't breathe.

At this time, he didn't quite understand whether the Second Prince loved that person or wanted that person to die.

He didn't want to think too much, he knew he was just a substitute.

Chimei Bailiang quickly let him go.

Maybe he finally discovered that he was not that person after all.