Casually stuffing the sword bone under the pillow, Xie Ziyou rubbed his face vigorously, trying to soften his facial features, and then opened the door.
The woman in the pink skirt walked in slowly, raised Xie Ziyou's chin with her fingertips dyed with Yin Hong Koudan, looked carefully, and the worry in her eyes faded slightly.
Wang Yun's nails were sharp and slightly cool, touching the soft skin of Xie Ziyou's jaw, making one feel as if a blade had been pressed against the throat.
The way she looked at her was also weird. Although her eyes were full of worry, her expression was clear, unlike a real loving mother who was worried about the youngest son who was dying, but...
It's like feeling sorry for some precious treasure, observing if there are cracks in it.
Xie Ziyou was extremely uncomfortable being watched by her, tilted his head slightly, and whispered: "I'm fine, mother, don't worry."
Only then did Wang Yun smile slightly, stretched out his palm, and gently stroked Xie Ziyou's cheek.
She wore several rings on her fingers, including gold and jade. The cold nicks brushed against Xie Ziyou's cheeks, leaving thin red marks, which were slightly painful.
"You scared me and your father to death," Wang Yun said angrily, "It's so good, what secret realm are you exploring? That secret realm is a place where people eat people and don't spit out their bones. The young master of the He family was planted in it. You are alive and kicking, but you were carried back when you came back—if something goes wrong with you, what should I do with your father?"
The woman's tone was miserable, her breathing was rapid, her sizable chest heaved violently, and there was a distinct look of fear in her eyes.
Xie Ziyou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt guilty.
He played the villain himself, and he always regarded Xie's couple as villains, and he didn't want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with them.
But at this moment, seeing Wang Yun's lingering fear, Xie Ziyou, who hadn't seen his family for a long time, couldn't help feeling overwhelmed. He wondered whether he had too much inherent impression, and always looked at these two people with prejudice, ignoring the truth
They are indeed not good people, it can be said that they are cruel to poison Xie Heng, but for "Xie Ziyou" his own son, maybe... are they really caring
Thinking of this, Xie Ziyou's tone softened, he let go of his precautions, and comforted softly: "Mother, haven't I come back well?"
"Yes, fortunately you came back safely." Wang Yun carefully looked at Xie Ziyou's eyebrows, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "Mother will depend on you for the rest of her life, You'er, you can't let mother down. "
Xie Ziyou laughed dryly: "Definitely."
Since time travel, he has been deliberately avoiding this pair of cheap parents, and it is also very awkward to get along with him at this moment. After racking his brains for a while, he finally thought of a point where he could chat with Wang Shi.
Xie Ziyou smiled obediently, his tone was playful and proud of a young man, and he said with high spirits: "Mother, in fact, my cultivation has improved after going to the secret realm this time."
But Wang Yun said: "Cultivation is not important, just practice casually. You'er, stay at home obediently from now on, don't run around, don't let mother worry."
Xie Ziyou thought about how that would work, and he planned to set off immediately to find Xie Heng at the Xuanling Sect that he had never heard of.
Besides, Wang Yun stripped the protagonist's sword bone, didn't he just want his own son to stand out from the crowd
Why are you saying something unimportant now
Xie Ziyou frowned suspiciously, but he didn't think much about it.
In order to dispel Wang Yun's worries about "going out to practice", Xie Ziyou thought for a moment, and said calmly: "Actually, I have other adventures besides my cultivation when I come back from the secret realm this time. I always feel that my body is more transparent, and the circulation of mystic power is better." Quick, the speed of absorbing spiritual energy is also faster."
What he was talking about was the changes in the body after being impacted by the power of chaos in the space channel. The coma for dozens of days was not only due to mental turmoil, but also because the body had to adapt to the new operation mode of profound energy.
Xie Ziyou had just woken up, and Xie Ziyou didn't feel much yet.
Now that he has calmed down, he can clearly feel that his affinity for profound energy has improved, and there is no need to deliberately cultivate, and there is a steady stream of spiritual energy flowing into the acupoints in his body.
Xie Ziyou didn't think it was a big deal, he just thought it was a subsidiary effect of improving his cultivation base.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yun's reaction was extremely violent after hearing this. Her eyes widened suddenly, and the end of her eye with bright rouge lifted up, her brows brows were beaming with joy, and she blurted out: "Are you enlightened?"
Xie Ziyou: "???"
What's the meaning
Beat around the bush and call me stupid
The young man was slightly taken aback, before he had time to say anything.
The woman in front of him suddenly pressed his shoulders, pushed him into the room, and said with a straight face: "You stay in the room well, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. I will ask your father to come and have a look."
Wang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a trace of sharpness in Liu Pan's charming eyebrows.
She picked up the hem of her skirt and rushed out the door with small steps, not forgetting to shout to the servant waiting at the door: "Keep an eye on him, don't let him go out!"
The figure of the woman Feng Yun disappeared outside the door, and then the red wooden door was closed with a "snap", the sunlight seemed to be cut off by a knife, and the room was suddenly dark and silent.
There was a long silence.
The system couldn't help but whispered: "Youyou?"
It's also a bit confused.
Xie Ziyou suddenly came back to his senses, and angrily rolled his eyes at the direction Wang Yun left.
Before receiving care, he was still a little moved in his heart.
But at this moment, Wang Yun turned his face as soon as he said that he would turn his back on him, and the sudden ecstasy made his delicate face slightly distorted. Instead, he called the previous worry hypocritical and perfunctory, and it was only on paper.
... a waste of emotion.
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Inside the Xuanling Sect, there are majestic mountains surrounded by clouds of smoke.
On one of the precipitous mountain peaks, Xie Heng sat sleepily on a blue rock outside the house, swinging his ridiculously long legs, his deep eyes filled with thoughts, staring at the sky in a daze.
The setting sun melts gold, and the sky and the earth seem to turn into a huge furnace. The colorful clouds are better than the most gorgeous flames, dyeing half of the blue sky into a magnificent orange red.
Above the peak, the scenery is even more magnificent. The golden light shines on the handsome eyebrows and eyes of the young man, overflowing with melancholy, and casts a light halo on the edges and corners of the slightly sharp face, making it look tender and melancholy.
"Little brother!"
There was a call from a distance, Xie Heng turned his head and saw Pei Yunyin, dressed in neat black, walking quickly on the mountain road.
Pei Yunyin wore a long shirt, his hair was a little messy, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which wet his temples, and his steps were a little hasty.
"Is there anyone in the room?" the young man asked distressed, "Let me hide for a while?"
Xie Heng smiled and said: "No one, senior brother can do whatever he wants."
He paused for a moment, then asked curiously, "Brother, is someone chasing you?"
"Nothing," Pei Yunyin rolled his eyes and directly denied, "Who dares to chase me?"
He walked quickly to the blue stone, raised his head slightly, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It's you, little brother, why are you blowing cold wind at the door?"
Xie Heng shook his head and could only smile wryly.
He was naturally worried about Xie Ziyou.
The memory of the boy is only preserved in the endless grass, the colorful river meanders in the distance, and the green grass is full of unnamed snow-white flowers, the flowers are sweet and attractive.
Then, he seemed to have a long dream.
In the dream, he married his beloved Youyou, who was charming every night, and was rescued by him at the most dangerous moment, so he was able to escape.
... But when Xie Heng woke up, he was lying on the vast wilderness, he had already left the range of the secret realm, and there were only clusters of brown-red shrubs dotted around, with dense branches and leaves, and sharp thorns sticking out.
There was no sign of the person he cared about most.
Xie Heng looked around in a daze, and stayed in place for a long time. Later, people from Xuanlingzong rushed to him, chatting around him for a while.
While bandaging the knife wound on Xie Heng's waist, they beat his chest and stomped his feet, blaming themselves for not doing things well, which actually caused the junior brother to be injured. There was so much regret in their words that Xie Heng couldn't laugh or cry.
He also asked those people about Xie Ziyou's news, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.
The people of Xuanlingzong knew how precious the status of the young man in front of them was, and they didn't dare to let the injured him go looking for others, so they resorted to their housekeeping skills one by one, and some even hugged Xie Heng's thigh and wailed loudly. There is only one thought: let's find the person, little brother, you should go back to the sect to heal your wounds obediently!
Xie Heng couldn't resist them, so he had to agree.
Back in the sect, his heart has been hanging high, he can't even arouse his interest in practicing swordsmanship, his eyes are full of Xie Ziyou's shadow, the food and tea are not delicious, and his heart almost flies out of the sky.
Seeing Xie Heng's haunted appearance, Pei Yunyin immediately understood.
He raised his eyebrows, and said with a mean, long-tailed voice, "Hey, are you worried about that little lover of yours again?"
Xie Heng blushed slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, don't talk nonsense."
As he said that, the young man jumped down from the bluestone, flirting in brocade clothes, and the breeze brushed away the broken hair on his forehead, revealing his gentle and clear eyebrows.
"Don't worry, most of the family members took him back, and nothing will happen." Pei Yunyin said a few words of comfort, and then teased, "It's my suggestion. Don't you think it over carefully?"
After walking out of the woods and experiencing so many things, Xie Heng had long forgotten Pei Yunyin's bad idea.
He was slightly taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What suggestion?"
Pei Yunyin smiled and said, "How about snatching a marriage?"
The light and bright voice came to Xie Heng's ears, like Huang Zhong Dalu, immediately made his ears buzz.
Xie Heng blinked dully, and said in disbelief: "Snatch... marriage?"
"Look, it's not an option for you to watch the sunset alone." Pei Yunyin winked and warned, "I think your little lover is also interested in you. Instead of worrying about whether he will be snatched away by others, why don't we Be the first to strike..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden whistle from afar.
Someone shouted loudly: "Pei Yunyin, he's over there!"
At the same time, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded from the mountain road, menacing and powerful.
Like thousands of troops, they came whistling, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Xie Heng's residence, and a cloud of smoke and dust rose behind them.
Pei Yunyin's expression changed, and he pulled the corner of Xie Heng's clothes in a panic, stepped in front of him, raised his feet and ran to the back of the house.
While fleeing, he still did not forget to tell: "Little brother, you haven't seen me, remember!"
Xie Heng couldn't laugh or cry, so he nodded.
But the visitor had sharp eyes and noticed Pei Yunyin's actions from a distance.
Before Xie Heng could open his mouth, his second senior brother, who was upright in the sky, jumped out of the crowd. His strong body was as nimble as a crane, and he leaped several times in the air, turning over the bluestone in front of Xie Heng's courtyard.
In an instant, the situation changed, the ground shook, Pei Yunyin's eyes went dark, and a towering mountain seemed to fall in front of him out of thin air, and the shadow fell, completely blocking him.
The young man's heart skipped a beat, he forced a smile and looked up.
The burly fat man in front of him narrowed his eyes slightly, with a stern smile, his eyes were cold and chilling.
"Pei, Yun, Yin," the second brother said with a sneer, "Where do you want to go?"