The jade and golden carriage shuttled through the clouds. The sea of clouds was like waves, dyed in gold and spreading into the distance.

The Gale Array was fully activated, and the wind blew beside them. Qing Luan raised her neck and let out a long whistle. A green light flashed, revealing her original blue color. Every feather was as exquisite as if it had been carefully drawn with ink. Her flamboyant feathers glowed like cold jade.

Xie Heng pulled Xie Ziyou and sat down on the hood of the carriage.

The sparkling morning light brushed past the ends of her hair, creating a soft, pale golden halo. Xie Heng's heart itched. He couldn't help but raise his hand and caress Xie Ziyou's hair.

But halfway through, Xie Ziyou heard him and turned around. Her clear eyes revealed a hint of confusion.

Xie Heng's heart trembled. He was a little uneasy. His hand turned in the air without leaving a trace. He covered his mouth and coughed softly.

Even though he was eloquent, his mind was blank at this moment.

Quick, talk about something!

Say that I actually like you very much. This time, I saved you mainly because I want to return to the sect and get married …

'No, not good, this is too obvious!'

Or should I talk about something else and close the distance … How about we talk about Xie Yushen and his wife?

But Xie Heng thought about it and secretly shook his head.

This topic was clearly poking Xie Ziyou's sore spot. He had been betrayed by his birth parents and was already in great pain. He couldn't sprinkle salt on his wound.

Then … talk about the secret realm?

Ask him how to escape?

No, that's not good either. The secret technique to save one's life was a cultivator's deepest secret. It couldn't be told to anyone who wasn't close to him. Asking about this kind of secret right from the start … It's not appropriate, it's really not appropriate.

Xie Heng's heart was in a mess, but he didn't forget to maintain a calm expression. The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his smile was gentle and elegant.

But who was Xie Ziyou?

He had spent a hundred years with Xie Heng in the previous world, and his understanding of this person was almost ingrained in his bones. The more calm Xie Heng appeared on the surface, the more he could sense the panic in the youth's heart through this person's wandering gaze and trembling fingertips.

Xie Ziyou sized up Xie Heng without batting an eyelid, feeling a little amused.

He really hadn't seen this pure side of her for a long time.

Back in the day, after the two of them had their first taste, they held hands the entire way, running further and further in the direction of no moral integrity and no lower limits. Their postures increased day by day, and they no longer knew the meaning of being inexperienced.

With that thought in mind, Xie Ziyou became playful.

He frowned mischievously and put on a sad and distressed expression. He looked up at the sun at a forty-five degree angle and sighed. "Xie Heng, a few hours ago, when I was in despair, I didn't expect that someone would come to save me. I also didn't expect … that person to be you."

Xie Ziyou raised her chin slightly, and her neck curved beautifully. Her Adam's apple was small and delicate, and her long eyelashes drooped sadly. There was a touch of faint red at the corners of her eyes.

When Xie Heng saw her expression, he interpreted it as 30% reluctance, 30% hesitation, and 30% dismay, which made Xie Heng's heart ache.

In an instant, thousands of thoughts surged in his mind, and countless thoughts rose and fell. Xie Heng's lips slightly parted.

— — It's okay, don't be afraid. It's all in the past.

— — In the future, as long as I'm here, I won't let you suffer the slightest grievance.

But before he could say anything, he heard Xie Ziyou say hesitantly, "Now, are you also my savior?"

Savior?

Xie Heng's heart skipped a beat.

Xie Ziyou turned around. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes reflected the sun and moon at Dawn, and her cheeks were covered with a layer of light red halo.

He tilted his head slightly and said shyly, "But I'm in dire straits now. I'm penniless, and I'm no longer the young master of Chea Prefecture.

I really can't repay you for saving my life. Why don't … "

Devote yourself to him!

These words quickly jumped into Xie Heng's mind, and a large number of fireworks exploded, crackling, and bustling with noise.

He swayed a little dizzily, and the words "it's settled then" quickly jumped to his mouth, but the young man used his strong willpower to suppress them.

Xie Heng bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain woke him up.

He forced a polite smile and was about to say "no" when he heard Xie Ziyou casually spit out the last few words, "… You owe me for now."

Xie Heng: "…"

Damn it.

The young man's smile stiffened inch by inch, and an even messier ball of hemp was stuffed into his head, forcefully stirring his thoughts and making them even more muddled.

What did "owe me" mean?

Owed him for a while, or a lifetime?

Of course, it didn't matter if he owed Xie Ziyou a lifetime. Xie Heng couldn't wait for Xie Ziyou to owe him more, so that Xie Ziyou would be firmly tied to him from now on.

But what if this person wanted to turn around and leave after landing on the ground?

When Xie Ziyou saw Xie Heng's sudden panicked expression, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Xie Ziyou raised his eyebrows slightly and pretended to be surprised. "What, are you unhappy?"

"I'm not …"

"You saved me, and I'm very grateful."

"Ah, actually …"

"But I don't necessarily have to devote myself to you, right?"

"No, that's not what I meant …"

Xie Ziyou was a drama queen. His expression changed from surprise to suspicion, and he even cautiously took two steps back to keep a distance from Xie Heng.

Xie Heng looked on helplessly, and his heart was so sad that he wanted to vomit blood.

At this moment, a few faint murmurs came from inside the carriage.

"What's going on? Little Shidi hasn't taken him down yet?

Pei Yunyin lied about military intelligence? "

"I didn't!

How would I know why they were at odds? I won't take the blame! "

Immediately, there was the sound of a punch. Someone pressed down on the former's jumping head, pulled down the carriage curtain, and scolded in a low voice, "Shut up, you talk too much. Listen carefully!"

There was silence again.

Only the drifting wind passed by, gentle and warm, like willow branches falling, stirring up a pool of spring water.

Xie Ziyou finally couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"Idiot!"

He called out in a low voice, took a few steps forward, and took the initiative to put his fair hand on Xie Heng's shoulder. He stared at the latter's tightly furrowed brows and tucked a few strands of the youth's messy hair behind his ears.

"You believe everything I say?"

Xie Ziyou's eyes curved, and he said softly, "Don't worry, I'm just joking. Isn't it just about devoting myself to you? I'll do it."

Xie Heng's eyes lit up.

He widened his eyes in disbelief. His obsidian-like eyes were as bright as the stars. The panic in his eyes disappeared, and a clear joy rose and fell in his deep eyes. It turned into an uncontrollable smile that climbed up his eyebrows and brushed his hair.

Xie Ziyou's ears were slightly red, and he hooked his finger mysteriously, indicating for Xie Heng to come closer.

Xie Heng leaned over slightly.

Xie Ziyou leaned against Xie Heng's ear. His thin lips parted slightly, and his warm breath touched Xie Heng's ear, tickling him all the way to the bottom of his heart.

"In the future, when you want to kiss me, you don't have to fake it." Xie Ziyou's voice was as thin as silk, and it was almost a whisper. "You can … kiss me openly."

Xie Heng's breathing suddenly quickened.

He glanced at Xie Ziyou's blushing cheeks and stared at those beautiful peach blossom eyes. He read some encouragement from the faint smile in front of him, and he was elated. He couldn't help but whisper into Xie Ziyou's ear, "… I want to kiss you now. What should I do?"

Xie Ziyou's ears were slightly hot. She glanced at him, took half a step back, and turned her head away. "No, wait until there's no one around."

Xie Heng was puzzled. "Where is there anyone?"

Xie Ziyou pointed at the hood of the carriage below his feet.

The System had already told him that there was a group of people in the carriage below who were watching the show. They were hanging golden clocks on the roof of the carriage and listening in from the corners.

Xie Heng nodded, but his eyes flashed with regret.

There seemed to be people below who were casting spells and could see their every move on the hood of the carriage.

When Xie Ziyou refused to kiss him, someone immediately jumped up and shouted, "There's no one, there's no one!"

"Am I a person?

I'm just a passing wind! "

"Well said, then I'm a tree."

"Is there a tree in the carriage?

I'm not the same, I'm a cloud. "

"Then I'm …"

"You're a fly."

"Hahahaha, that's right, you're a big fly!"

"… You're the fly, your whole family are flies!"

The inside of the carriage gradually became noisy, interspersed with hearty laughter and curses. On the hood of the carriage, Xie Heng helplessly spread his hands at Xie Ziyou. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Then they held hands and snuggled up together.

The clouds drifted leisurely, and the Dawn covered their figures with a layer of golden gauze. Their slender shadows stretched out behind them, almost blending together.

… …

Qing Luan was good at speed, and she flew like the wind.

The journey of thousands of miles was shortened to four to six hours. The carriage traveled through the clouds, and in the distance, she saw continuous black peaks surrounded by spiritual energy and rustling pine trees. Xie Ziyou knew in her heart that she had arrived at the Xuanling Sect.

When she stepped into the sect, Xie Heng introduced her to a group of senior brothers and sisters. Because the news had spread, the elders and fellow disciples of the sect lined up to see her. Xie Ziyou also wore two rings on her hands.

— There were too many gifts for her to fit in one ring.

The Xuanling Sect was indeed a hidden sect. The elders were so rich that they gave out all kinds of precious pills and rare spiritual weapons as if they were free. Even though Xie Ziyou was experienced and knowledgeable, she couldn't help but feel speechless at this moment.

They were too rich.

Everyone on this mountain, even the most ordinary inner sect disciple, had the same wealth as a large aristocratic family at the foot of the mountain.

When it was close to night, Xie Ziyou finally met Xie Heng's biological father, Xie Tianwang.

This 40-year-old cultivation genius took Xie Ziyou's hand and painfully pulled at his beard with the other hand. He sighed sadly and said, "I just went on a long trip and didn't return for two days. How could I have missed out on such a big thing?"

His voice gradually became sorrowful and hoarse as he said, "I clearly swore that from the day I saw Heng 'er, I would never miss out on any important moment in his life …"

Xie Ziyou's heart trembled when he saw the tearful look on her father's face.

Fortunately, Xie Heng stood up in the end and comforted her father. "Father, this is just a small matter.

In the future, when You and I get married, that will be the real big thing. "

"Yes, get married!"

Xie Tianwang suddenly raised his head. His burning gaze was like a sword as he carefully sized up Xie Ziyou.

People with high cultivation levels, especially sword cultivators, had a noble aura. One only needed to look at a person's face and aura to be able to discern a person's nature.

After a long time, the man nodded slightly. A faint smile appeared on his face as he said softly, "You're a good child."

"When do you plan to get married?

Let me calculate … "Xie Tianwang curled his fingers and muttered for a moment. Then he said," The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the first day of the next month are all good dates. You can pick one, and I'll post it. "

Xie Ziyou, "???"

If he remembered correctly, today was the 27th of March?