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

Chapter 171 Who is it?

Tang Yixin looked at Sheng Qingye with scrutiny, thinking of the kiss just now. He didn't know if it was because of anger, but his heart inexplicably beat faster.

But he couldn't see any flaws in Sheng Qingye's expression.

He acted like he knew absolutely nothing.

"Sheng Qingye, don't you have anything to say to your master?" Tang Yixien asked.

"What aspect?" Sheng Qingye replied puzzledly.

Isn’t this acting so good?

Tang Yixien clenched his fists, a whirlwind seemed to be surrounding him, and he felt powerless with no where to vent his anger.

He looked at Sheng Qingye's hard work in pursuit, and Jin Xiaoxiao was also tired. It was getting late. He took a long breath and said:

"Thank you for your hard work. Go back and rest early."

The two of them had returned to the yard. Tang Yixin sat on a chair, still a little confused.

Which link is the problem?

He was clearly kissed forcibly just now. Wasn't it Sheng Qingye?

Then, he thought of the only possibility, Xuan Yuran.

However, he quickly rejected his idea.

That child, it's impossible.

But the man called him Master, and he was very familiar with that voice.

It must be one of the three of them.

Thinking of Sheng Qingye's usual behavior, Tang Yixien concluded that it must be Sheng Qingye, that arrogant wolf cub.

I just don’t know how he deceived Jin Xiaoxiao and got back on track.

But now, he actually refused to admit it.

Maybe she's afraid of his punishment?

Forget it, now is not the time to think about this.

Now that we have caught Tang Ziyu, we should take this opportunity to get rid of him completely.

We must never give him another chance to turn things around.

Tang Yixien lowered his eyes and looked at himself. There were red marks on his wrists from being kissed and scratched, and his clothes were torn by the sword.

Although it is tragic, it is still not enough.

His clear and beautiful eyes sharpened slightly, he stood up and drew out the Flowing Light Sword, placed the tip of the sword on his left arm in reverse, and was about to exert force.

As a result, the Liuguang Sword moved and made a low buzzing sound.

The sword spirit of the Liuguang Sword will never harm its master.

"It's okay," Tang Yixien said to the sword, but it still didn't work.

The Liuguang Sword even slipped out of his hand. He waved the hilt in the air to indicate that it was no use, and then put it back into the sheath.

......

Tang Yixien had no choice but to take out his spirit storage bag and try to dig out the sword he had found before.

The sword that Sheng Qingye gave him should be fine even without a sword spirit.

I searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

So he took out the snowflake jade pendant first and put it aside.

Then he turned the bag over and with a crash, the entire contents poured out onto the table.

Xueyu suddenly felt her eyes light up.

He had been sleeping in there for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, it was pitch black.

His wife finally remembered him.

He looked at Tang Yixin outside and immediately realized something was wrong.

His expression turned cold.

"My Lord, look quickly, what is the Madam going to do?"

Xixi said anxiously, jumping up and down.

Tang Yixin took out a sword from a pile of debris, drew the sword, and placed the sharp blade on his arm with his backhand, and a cold light flashed.

The sword cut Tang Yixin's arm cleanly, and blood immediately flowed out.

Tang Yixien's face immediately turned pale and his brows were furrowed.

Xueyu instinctively used her spiritual power to escape, but found it was useless.

He forgot that he was just a wisp of spiritual consciousness at this moment.

"Tang Yixien, what are you doing?" he shouted.

But it was obvious that Tang Yixien didn't hear it.

Before, the sound from the jade pendant could be transmitted, but now it can't be transmitted at all.

Xueyu slapped the mirror image in front of the jade pendant hard.

But it's of no use.

Tang Yixien was indeed in pain at this moment, but he had to do it.

The wound must also be deep.

With a wound like this, it is impossible to tell which sword caused the injury.

Xueyu slapped herself for a long time, and finally realized that she was powerless.

I also know that it is not easy for Tang Yixien to be the eldest son.

The next morning, the news that Tang Ziyu had sneaked into Biling Peak in the middle of the night spread quickly.

After Tang Yuncang learned about this, he became even more furious.

He was drinking morning tea at the time, and in anger he threw the teacup onto the table with a clang.

The disciples were so frightened that they dared not even breathe.

No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't go to the inner room of the eldest son of the Tang family in the middle of the night.

"Father, my uncle is old, and that tower cell is no place for anyone to stay. Besides, it's so cold, and the matter hasn't been fully investigated yet."

Tang Tianao arrived early in the morning and came to plead for Tang Ziyu the first thing he did.

Tang Yuncang's expression relaxed slightly.

At this time, Yun Zichu, a disciple of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, walked in and said that Young Master Tang had injured his arm and was still running a fever, so he needed a doctor to come over and came to ask for instructions.

Tang Yuncang's previous relaxation disappeared in an instant.

"Tang Ziyu, just let him stay in jail. We'll find out the truth first." He said sternly.

Afterwards, Tang Yuncang got up and went to Biling Peak to see Tang Yixien.

In the inner room, he looked at Tang Yixin's pale face, half leaning on the bed, the wound on his arm still oozing blood.

The doctor said it was so deep that the bone was almost visible.

Tang Yixien was also shocked when he heard it. He didn't control the strength well and didn't expect it to be so serious.

Tang Yuncang instructed the doctor to treat the patient well and left.

At the door, Tang Yuncang met Tang Yixin's three disciples, who were waiting at the door with anxious looks on their faces.

The three of them knew the truth at this moment, but they felt that their master was too harsh on them.

When Sheng Qingye saw that it was Tang Yuncang, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, deliberately saying with confusion and anxiety in his eyes:

"My Lord, how did my master offend Uncle Tang? He was injured so badly."

These words made Tang Yuncang's face even uglier. He lowered his eyes and said nothing solemnly.

"Xiaoxiao and I saw it on the spot and chased after it all the way. We couldn't believe it. If this were to get out, who knows what people would say." Sheng Qingye continued to add fuel to the fire.

He knew that the most important thing for Tang Yuncang was face.

He will definitely handle this matter in secret, so that Tang Ziyu will not be able to get out.

As expected, Tang Yuncang let out a long breath, his sharp eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice:

"This matter will be thoroughly investigated. Take good care of your Master."

Then he walked out of Biling Peak with a gloomy face.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked at Tang Yuncang's receding back and narrowed her eyes.

If he hadn't sided with Tang Ziyu, his master wouldn't have hurt himself like this.

However, he admired Sheng Qingye's ability to talk nonsense, which was useful at any time.

After the doctor bandaged the wound of the extremely handsome young man, he was surrounded by three good-looking young men and asked a lot of questions.

Pay attention to what to eat.

In the doctor's opinion, the wound is not a serious problem and will not leave a scar.

The three of them finally felt relieved.