Master is different

"I want to eat peach blossom cakes." The moment Wen Yang was picked up by Xi Heng, he spontaneously raised his hand and hooked his neck. After a while, he turned his head slightly and said something.

Xi Heng pinched his lower back, his tone was smiling, very conniving, "Okay."

Wen Yang's chin rested on Xi Heng's shoulder, he tilted his head, and brushed his hair against Xi Heng's cheek.

Xi Heng slowed down and coaxed him softly, "You can eat whatever you want."

His thoughts gradually came back from his memory, Wen Yang's breathing seemed to slow down bit by bit with the frequency of Xi Heng's footsteps, he opened his lips, "You are the first one who is willing to play games with me."

From beginning to end...

There is only Xi Heng.

Hearing this, Xi Heng paused as he moved forward, wanting to say something to Wen Yang, but he couldn't open his mouth until the end.

Wen Yang has already continued, "It's fun."

It seemed that after going back and forth in his heart, he finally decided to be honest, Wen Yang confided his heart.

fun to...

Let him remember it for thousands of years.

The tip of Xi Heng's heart seemed to be scalded by something, and his chest seemed to be filled with this heat wave, flowing into his limbs, and slowly soaked and numb.Inexplicable emotions spread from the bottom of my heart, with a hint of sweetness, and I couldn't stop hugging him even tighter in my arms.

After a while, he lowered his head, "That's good."

Xi Heng's voice was hoarse and trembling, "I will play with you from now on."

·

The two finished their lunch in the hall, Xi Heng did not go to Juzhan Peak to watch the rest of the competition as promised, but stayed in Luhua Hall with Wen Yang.

Wen Yang glanced at Xi Heng who had no intention of leaving, and his eyes stayed on him.

Sensing his gaze, Xi Heng turned his head to look over, and smiled at him, "Why?"

Wen Yang raised his eyebrows, "You really don't have to go there?"

It stands to reason that the Xuanxian Sect is the home of the Nine Sects Conference this time, and as the master of the first sect of the Shangxuan Sect, Xi Heng should not be absent.

Xi Heng didn't answer directly, but approached, sat beside him, and reached out to him.

Wen Yang naturally raised his right hand and placed it in his palm.

Xi Heng laughed lightly, then reached out with the other hand and gently twisted Wen Yang's little finger, "No..."

After a brief silence.

Xiheng only heard another sentence: "I said to accompany you."

Wen Yang looked at him without saying a word, and suddenly felt...

Maybe he was really wrong.

Xi Heng is indeed as rumored, no different.

No matter what he says or does, this person can indulge him without reservation and let him mess around.

Even completely on his side.

Leaving aside the relationship between the two, Wen Yang has to admit that Xi Heng is indeed worthy of any kind words.

That's exactly the case...Wen Yang stared at Xi Heng, slightly lost in thought.

He thought about his purpose of coming to Xuanxianzong.

***

Wen Yang came to Xuanxianzong, at first maybe because he wanted to stay in the realm of self-cultivation to explore one or two things—what happened to the monsters that appeared in Tianyuan secret realm, so he came to Xuanxianzong with Xi Heng.

But the reason at the very beginning was that Wen Yang was genuinely curious...whether the legendary Li Wang Immortal Venerable has gained such a reputation in vain.

For now, the goal has been achieved.

Demons and monks are not of the same kind, Wen Yang narrowed his eyes, since he already understood this point in his heart, then it is really meaningless for him to stay in Shang Xuan Xianzong.

Wen Yang glanced at Xi Heng, feeling a sense of gloom in his heart for no reason, he paused for a moment, then pulled out the little finger that was being twisted by Xi Heng, together with the hand that was in his palm, with an indifferent expression.

There was a smile in Xi Heng's eyes.

shy this is...

Xi Heng also withdrew his hand, and finally stretched it out again to smooth out a wrinkle on Wen Yang's sleeve.

It was obviously an ordinary and trivial matter, but it was done so seriously, the eyelids drooped slightly, and the fingers with well-articulated bones brushed inch by inch, with gentle movements.

Wen Yang looked down and didn't speak.

The end of this meeting is also the time for him to leave Shang Xuan Xianzong.

At that time, Xi Heng will still be the No. 1 in the world of self-cultivation who is aloof and respected by others, and he will still be the supreme being in the demon world.

After that, there will be no more "Wen Yang" - the disciple of Li Wang Xianzun.

That's all there is to it.

·

On the other side, the competition is still going on in an orderly manner.

Almost all the disciples of each sect have played for a round, some have advanced, and some who have failed can only rely on the next meeting to get a good ranking.

During this period, Xi Heng never showed up.

At the elders' seat, Bi Feng resisted the pressure and went to look at the sullen Min Shan, then glanced at the vacant seat above him, and didn't dare to say anything.

However, at this moment, an elder came over and said something to Min Shan, only to see the latter's complexion changed, he got up instantly, and walked to the outside of the field.

Bifeng saw clearly that the elder was sent by the Xuanxian Sect to guard the lower realm... In other words, something happened to the lower realm.

Just as he thought, Huo Yu and the others also became serious.

"Eldest brother should go to Dingchen Peak." Bifeng said, then stopped the elder and asked what happened.

Dingchen Peak.

When Min Shan came, Wen Yang was taking a nap in the Luhua Palace, while Xi Heng was sitting at the table looking through the jade slips.

Sensing someone outside the hall, Xi Heng turned his eyes away from the jade slips, first looked at the person sleeping peacefully on the soft couch, and curled his lips.Then he turned his eyes to look at the outer hall, then raised his hand and set up a screen to block the people on the couch.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

Seeing that it was Min Shan who came, Xi Heng asked directly.

Min Shanyuan wanted to ask him why he didn't go to lift Zhanfeng these few days, but now he heard the question and thought about the important business, so he said with a solemn face: "It's the same question as last time, the ghostly spirit of the mortal world has appeared again."

Xi Heng's expression turned serious.

Looking at his complexion, Min Shan frowned, "Is there really no change in Wulianghai?"

If this is the case, then how can the ghost energy in the mortal world be explained?

Min Shan continued: "Is it possible that Lu Chenyuan has already broken through the seal?"

Only in this way can it be explained...

Lu Chenyuan's goal has always been the mortal world.

Xi Heng's expression was slightly cold, his sharp lips were slowly stretched, as if he was thinking, the jade slip in his hand was knocked to the table with a 'snap', but he seemed to remember something, his expression paused, and he swept back sweep.

Min Shan followed his gaze, but only saw a screen.

Noticing his gaze, Xi Heng raised his eyelashes slightly, and before he could speak again, he said in a clear voice: "I already know, come back, senior brother."

Boundless Sea, he will go to see it again.

Knowing what Xi Heng meant, Min Shan didn't say any more, turned and left.

·

After the people left, Xi Heng paused.

It wasn't until footsteps came from behind that Xi Heng came back to his senses, "Are you awake?"

Wen Yang was leaning lazily on the screen, Xi Heng walked up to him, raised his fingers and trimmed his temple hair.

Wen Yang half closed his eyes, turned his face subconsciously, and rubbed lightly on his fingertips.

Sensing the temperature from his fingertips, Xi Heng smiled lightly.

Hearing him laugh, Wen Yang didn't open his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I heard everything."

Xi Heng let out a 'huh', but ran his hand up his cheek, gently rubbing and caressing the red mark on Wen Yang's face, couldn't help but press it lightly, his eyes couldn't help but darken. After a few moments, the throat moved up and down.

Wen Yang glanced at him.

The two looked at each other, as if seeing the tiredness in his eyes, Xi Heng smiled and pulled him into his arms, carried him to the couch, "Go to sleep."

The voice sounded from beside the ears, with a soothing tone.

"I won't bother you this time."