Xie Ziyou casually stuffed the sword bone under his pillow. He rubbed his face hard and tried his best to soften his facial features. Then, he opened the door.

The woman in the pink dress entered leisurely. She lifted Xie Ziyou's chin with her Yinhong Kodan fingertips and sized him up carefully. The worry in her eyes faded slightly.

Wang Yun's fingernails were sharp and slightly cold. They pressed against the soft skin of Xie Ziyou's chin, making him feel as if a blade was pressed against his throat.

Her expression was also strange. Although the worry in her eyes was heavy, her expression was clear. She didn't look like a real kind mother who was worried about her youngest son who had survived a desperate situation. Instead …

It was as if she was distressed about some precious treasure and was observing it for cracks.

Xie Ziyou felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze. He tilted his head slightly and whispered, "I'm fine. Mother, you don't have to worry."

Wang Yun smiled faintly. She stretched out her palm and gently stroked Xie Ziyou's cheek.

She wore several rings on her fingers. There were gold and jade. The cold engravings brushed past Xie Ziyou's cheek, leaving a thin red mark that hurt slightly.

"You scared your father and I to death," Wang Yun said angrily. "Why did you explore the secret realm without any rhyme or reason?

That secret realm is a place that eats people without spitting out their bones. The He family's young master was trapped inside. When he left, he was alive and kicking, but when he came back, he was carried back. If anything happened to you, what would your father and I do? "

The woman's tone was miserable and her breathing was rapid. Her rather large chest rose and fell violently. There was a clear look of lingering fear between her eyebrows.

Xie Ziyou was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt a little guilty.

He played the role of the villain and had always regarded the Hsieh couple as villains. He was unwilling to open his heart to them.

But at this moment, when he caught a glimpse of Wang Yun's lingering fear, Xie Ziyou, who hadn't seen his family for a long time, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. He wondered if his impression of them was too strong. He always looked at them with a biased gaze and ignored the truth.

They were indeed not good people. They had poisoned Xie Heng and dug out his bones. It could be said that they were cruel and merciless. However, towards "Xie Ziyou", their biological son, perhaps … they really cared for him?

With that thought in mind, Xie Ziyou's tone softened. She let down her guard and comforted her softly, "Mother, aren't I back in one piece?"

"Yes. Fortunately, you came back safely."

Wang Yun carefully looked at Xie Ziyou's face, and a smile finally appeared on her face. "Mother will be relying on you for the rest of her life. Youer, you can't let Mother down."

Xie Ziyou laughed dryly. "Of course, of course."

Ever since he had transmigrated, he had been deliberately avoiding this pair of parents. It was very awkward to get along with them now. After racking his brain for a while, he finally thought of something he could talk to Wang about.

Xie Ziyou smiled obediently. His tone carried the playfulness and pride of a young man. He said in high spirits, "Mother, actually, my cultivation has improved again after going to the mystic realm this time."

However, Wang Yun said, "Your cultivation isn't important. You can practice casually.

Youer, you should stay at home obediently in the future. Don't run around. Don't make Mother worry again. "

Xie Ziyou thought that he couldn't do that. He still planned to set off immediately and go to the Xuanling Sect that he had never heard of to find Xie Heng.

Besides, didn't Wang Yun dig out the main character's bones to make her son stand out?

Why did she say that cultivation wasn't important now?

Xie Ziyou frowned suspiciously, but he didn't think much of it.

In order to dispel Wang Yun's worries about "going out to train", Xie Ziyou thought for a moment and said frankly, "Actually, I had other fortuitous encounters after returning from the mystic realm this time.

I keep feeling that my body is more transparent. The Xuan Li is circulating faster, and the speed at which I absorb spiritual energy is also faster. "

He was talking about the changes in his body after being affected by the power of chaos in the space passage. He was in a coma for dozens of days not only because his mind was in turmoil, but also because his body had to adapt to the new Xuan Li circulation mode.

Fang Cai had just Awakening, so Xie Ziyou didn't feel much.

At this moment, he calmed down, but he could clearly feel that his affinity with mystic energy had improved. There was no need to deliberately cultivate, and there was a steady flow of spiritual energy flowing into the acupoints in his body.

Xie Ziyou didn't think that this was a big deal. He only thought that it was a side effect of the increase in his cultivation.

He didn't expect Wang Yun to have such an intense reaction when she heard this.

Her eyes widened, and the corners of her eyes, which were smeared with gorgeous rouge, rose. She blurted out with joy, "You're enlightened?"

Xie Ziyou: "???"

What does she mean?

Is she calling me stupid in a roundabout way?

The young man was slightly stunned and didn't have time to say anything.

The woman in front of him suddenly pressed on his shoulder and pushed him into the room. She said with a straight face, "Stay in the room. You're not allowed to go anywhere. I'll get your father to come over and take a look."

Wang Yun narrowed her eyes slightly, and a trace of fierceness appeared between her charming eyebrows.

She lifted her skirt and rushed out of the door with small steps. She didn't forget to shout to The Little Servant waiting at the door, "Keep an eye on him. Don't let him go out!"

The woman Feng Yun's figure disappeared outside the door, and then Vermilion's wooden door slammed shut. 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 whisper, "You?"

It was also a little confused about the situation.

Xie Ziyou suddenly came back to his senses and angrily threw a supercilious look in the direction Wang Yun left.

Previously, he was still a little touched by her concern.

But at this moment, Wang Yun suddenly turned hostile. The sudden ecstasy caused her delicate face to slightly distort. Instead, she called the previous worries hypocritical and perfunctory.

… It was simply a waste of feelings.

… …

Inside the Xuanling Sect, there were towering mountains and lingering clouds of smoke.

On one of the steep peaks, Xie Heng sat listlessly on a green rock outside the house. His ridiculously long legs swung casually, and his deep eyes were filled with a myriad of thoughts as he stared blankly at the sky.

The setting sun melted gold, and the world seemed to have turned into a huge furnace. The colorful clouds were brighter than the most gorgeous flames, and half of the blue sky was dyed a magnificent orange-red.

At the peak of the mountain, the scenery was even more magnificent. The golden light sprinkled on the young man's handsome face, overflowing with melancholy. It covered the sharp corners of his face with a faint halo, making him look tender and melancholy.

"Little Junior Brother!"

A call came from afar. Xie Heng turned his head and saw Pei Yunyin, dressed in neat black, walking quickly on the mountain path.

Pei Yunyin's long robe fluttered, and his hair was slightly messy. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, wetting his hair. His pace was also somewhat hurried.

"Is there anyone in the house?" the young man said in distress. "Can you lend me a place to hide?"

Xie Heng smiled and said, "No one. Senior Brother, feel free."

He paused for a moment and asked curiously, "Senior Brother, is someone chasing you?"

"No," Pei Yunyin's eyes rolled and he directly denied it. "Who dares to chase me?"

He quickly walked to the green rock, raised his head slightly, and pretended to be relaxed. "But you, Little Junior Brother, why are you standing at the door in the cold wind?"

Xie Heng shook his head and could only smile bitterly.

Naturally, he was worried about Xie Ziyou.

The young man's only memory was of the endless grass, the seven-colored river meandering in the distance, and the lush grass full of unknown snow-white flowers. The flowers were sweet and tempting.

Then, he seemed to have a very long dream.

In the dream, he married his beloved You. Every night was beautiful and gentle. At the most dangerous moment, Fang Cai was saved by her and escaped.

However, when Xie Heng woke up, he was lying in the vast wilderness. He had long left the area of the secret territory. There were only clusters of brownish-red shrubs around him. The branches and leaves were dense, and small sharp thorns poked out of them.

The person he cared about the most was not there.

Xie Heng looked around blankly and stayed in the same place for a long time. Later, the people of the Xuanling Sect arrived one after another. They surrounded him and asked about his well-being.

As they bandaged the knife wound on Xie Heng's waist, they beat their chests and stamped their feet, blaming themselves for not doing a good job and letting their Little Junior Brother get hurt. Their words were full of regret, which made Xie Heng not know whether to laugh or cry.

He also asked those people about Xie Ziyou, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.

The people of the Xuanling Sect knew how precious the young man in front of them was, so they didn't dare to let him go find Xie Ziyou when he was injured. They used their special skills and coaxed and pestered him. Some people even hugged Xie Heng's thigh and cried. They only had one thing in mind: We'll go find Xie Ziyou. Little Junior Brother, you'd better go back to the sect and recover!

Xie Heng couldn't persuade them, so he had to agree.

When he returned to the sect, his heart was hanging high. He didn't even have the mood to practice swordsmanship. His mind was full of the shadow of Xie Ziyou. His food and tea were not delicious, and his heart almost flew out of the sky.

Seeing Xie Hengyi's dreamy appearance, Pei Yunyin immediately understood.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Oh, are you worried about your little lover again?"

Xie Heng's face was slightly red. He smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother, don't talk nonsense."

As he said this, the young man jumped down from the bluestone. His brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and the scattered hair in front of his forehead was blown away by the breeze, revealing his refined and handsome face.

"Don't worry. Most likely his family took him back. Nothing will happen."

Pei Yunyin comforted him and then said teasingly, "Little Junior Brother, don't you want to think about my suggestion carefully?"

After leaving the forest and experiencing so many things, Xie Heng had long forgotten about Pei Yunyin's bad idea.

He was slightly stunned and asked doubtfully, "What suggestion?"

Pei Yunyin smiled and said, "How about kidnapping the bride?"

His clear voice entered Xie Heng's ears. It was like Hwang Jong-dae Rok, and immediately made his ears buzz.

Xie Heng blankly blinked his eyes and said in disbelief, "Kidnapping … the bride?"

"You see, it's not a good idea for you to watch the sunset alone."

Pei Yunyin winked and said, "I see that your little lover is also interested in you. Instead of worrying about whether he will be snatched away by others, why don't we make the first move …"

Before he finished speaking, a clear whistle suddenly came from afar.

Someone shouted loudly, "Pei Yunyin, he's over there!"

At the same time, a flurry of footsteps sounded from the mountain path. They were aggressive and powerful.

It was like a magnificent army with thousands of men and horses. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of Xie Heng's residence, leaving behind a cloud of dust.

Pei Yunyin's expression changed. He hurriedly pulled Xie Heng's clothes in front of him and ran towards the back of the house.

As he fled, he did not forget to remind him, "Little Junior Brother, you haven't seen me before. Remember!"

Xie Heng did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could only nod.

However, the person who came had sharp eyes and noticed Pei Yunyin's actions from afar.

Before Xie Heng could speak, his indomitable Second Senior Brother leaped out of the crowd. His strong body was as agile as a crane. He jumped a few times in the air and flipped over the bluestone in front of Xie Heng's courtyard.

In an instant, the weather changed and the ground shook. Pei Yunyin's vision darkened. It was as if a towering mountain had fallen in front of him. Its shadow fell and blocked him completely.

The young man's heart skipped a beat. He forced a smile and looked up.

The strong fat man in front of him narrowed his eyes and smiled insincerely. His eyes were cold, and it was frightening.

"Pei. Yun. Yin." Second Senior Brother sneered and said word by word, "Where do you want to go?"