There were a total of ten elders in the Tiangang Sect, and each of them had a main peak.

These ten main peaks were towering and arranged in a disorderly manner, piercing through the clouds like sharp knives. Looking from afar, they were actually using the Heaven and Earth as a map to set up a large formation.

Huge rocks that were as tall as a person were erected at the peak of each mountain. The walls were as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the sunlight like ten twinkling stars. There was also a jade-colored river that ran through the mountains. It started from the northwest, traversed the sky, and slanted to the southeast, connecting several large mountains together.

Xie Ziyou stood on top of one of the peaks, overlooking the vast land.

The cold wind whistled high up in the sky, rolling up his snow-colored brocade robe. His embroidered long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and his long hair was as black as ink, casually tied up with a bamboo hairpin. The ends of his hair spread out like waves behind him.

The System was a little worried, "You, it's windy outside, why don't you go back and wait?"

"No way.

I told you, I want to see him as soon as possible. "

Xie Ziyou's voice was light, and his rejection was straightforward.

Anticipation was like melted honey, overflowing from his beautiful amber-colored peach blossom eyes. His sweet smile could not be concealed, and it was all painted on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

The System thought helplessly, 'What if it's not Xie Heng? What will You do?'

However, the host looked as if he was waiting anxiously, almost showing the words "eagerly waiting" to the extreme. In any case, it could not bear to pour cold water on Xie Ziyou at this time. It could only think hard and try to divert Xie Ziyou's attention.

"You, it's boring to just wait like this," the System said tentatively, "How about … I tell you a joke?"

The cold wind blew on Xie Ziyou's Fair Complexion, turning his cheeks a warm red.

His eyes moved, and he suddenly said, "Forget about the joke, I want to hear the story of the Little Master.

Or, did you encounter anything new during this hundred-year holiday? "

The System said, "… Let's continue to enjoy the cold wind."

It was wrong, it should not have mentioned this!

…

Xie Ziyou still didn't know that in front of the mountain gate, under the imagination of two imaginative geniuses, he was already one generation higher than Xie Heng for no reason at all.

However, with Xie Heng's current state, he could not explain it clearly.

The little snake hissed and stuck out its thin tongue, its little wings fluttering anxiously, and its thin tail poking Hu Ke's wrist repeatedly, as if it wanted to poke a hole in his wrist.

On the other hand, the brother and sister had no time to care for him.

They squatted on the ground and used branches to write and draw on the muddy ground. They began to make connections. One after another, they began to sort out a sadistic love story that transcended race and life and death. Ah, no, it should be called the shameless life of the scum Xie Shimei.

"Xie Ziyou was injured and lost his memory, and was coincidentally rescued by a beautiful snake demon. They spent time together and secretly developed feelings for each other", "After this person recovered his memory, he could not bear to leave his noble position as an elder, so he abandoned the snake demon that was pregnant with him and returned to the Tiangang Sect alone", and "Xie Ziyou led a group of demons to massacre the village to remove his last stain in this world" …

Xie Heng wanted to cry but had no tears.

— — Are you kidding me? The original body's mother was a human, and the demon bloodline came from the original body's father!

But he did not dare to explain.

If the two heard it, they would probably imagine a big drama in their minds, something like "Shocking!

A Tiangang Sect elder actually pretended to be a snake demon. Is this the distortion of human nature or the decay of morality "…

Xie Heng hung his head in distress, wishing he could find something to shut the brother and sister's mouths.

Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind them. It was low and sexy, with a hint of a smile.

"Excuse me … Thank you."

The gentle words, accompanied by a few low chuckles, were like the gurgling of spring water and the splashing of jade. Although it was unclear how sincere his apology and gratitude were, it made the young boys and girls around them feel as if a spring breeze was blowing on their faces, their expressions blurred.

The footsteps of the newcomer were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped behind them.

"Excuse me, are you Little Brother Xie Heng?"

The familiar name entered Hu Ke's ears, and he was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he shuddered.

— — That's right, he was now using Xie Heng's name!

The young man hurriedly answered, "Yes," and stood up in a panic. He did not have time to smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes. When he looked up, he happened to meet a pair of deep, dark eyes.

Cui Hai was standing behind them, calm and unruffled. When he saw Hu Ke turn around, he nodded with his chin and smiled at him.

Xiuya's eyes were deep and charming, without the slightest hint of contempt or disdain. Instead, his pupils clearly reflected Hu Ke's slender figure, as if he was standing very close to him. With just a glance, he could see the young man in his heart.

He shook the folding fan in his hand rhythmically, and his whole body faintly emitted a faint splendor. Standing among a group of young masters and young ladies, he was like a crane in a flock of chickens, full of endless charm.

Hu Ke's words suddenly stopped.

It was as if someone had stuffed a cloud into his throat. It was soft and blocked, making him choke until his face turned red and his heart beat faster, but he did not dare to breathe loudly.

The young man nervously lowered his head. He glanced at the corners of his dusty clothes, and then at the dead branch in his hand — Fang Cai, who was discussing with Xiaoxi, excitedly picked up the dead branch and drew a relationship diagram on the ground. The mud on the branch stained his hand a few times, reflecting the Fair Complexion on the back of his hand, which was particularly obvious.

Hu Ke's pupils shrank. He hurriedly put his hand behind his back, secretly threw away the dead branch, and wiped it on his body a few times. Then, he forced himself to put on a calm expression, looked up, and said, "… Yes, I am Xie Heng."

Cui Hai raised his long eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "The person that Sixth Elder wants to recruit is indeed a talented person.

Little Brother Xie Heng, please come with me. "

The young man slightly bowed, opened his slender palm, and made a "please" gesture.

Hu Ke's face blushed again.

He tightened his grip on Xiao Xi, who had a blank look on her face, and subconsciously pulled his cuff a few times to block the little snake. The real Xie Heng was unusually excited. He was excitedly swimming around Hu Ke's wrist, happily circling around it, and his thin tail was scratching the back of his hand.

His scales flipped up, and his slender snake eyes shone brightly.

— The truth was right in front of him!

Was it You?

Was it You?!

…

The mountain road was rugged, like a bird's path and sheep's intestines. Hu Ke climbed all the way, but he was already panting after climbing halfway up the mountain. Sparkling and translucent beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, wetting a few strands of curly hair on his forehead.

Xiaoxi's physical fitness was not as good as his, and at this moment, her legs were weak. She could only support her knees with her slender hands and walk with difficulty.

Her tattered cotton clothes were tightly wrapped around the girl's body by her sweat, outlining her graceful figure.

On the other hand, Cui Hai looked leisurely. His luxurious clothes fluttered in the wind as if he were walking on flat ground.

Hu Ke blinked hard, parting his sweat-soaked eyelashes. He couldn't help but think to himself, "Unlike a weak little demon like me, this person's cultivation level must be very high."

For some reason, he felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his chest.

At this moment, the young man who was leisurely walking in front of them turned around and smiled at Hu Ke and his sister.

"I forgot to ask," he said gently, "Little Brother Xie Heng, is the person behind you … your wife?"

Xiaoxi suddenly looked up, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, as if she had seen a ghost.

Hu Ke also hurriedly denied, "No, no, no, she's … my sister."

"Your sister …" Cui Hai's slender black eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a hint of lightness in his tone. He smiled with relief and said, "That's great."

Hu Ke's heart skipped a beat.

The young man nervously lowered his head, not daring to look at Cui Hai. His thoughts were in a mess, and there was a voice in his head repeatedly asking, "What's great?

What's great? "

He vaguely had an idea, but it was too shocking. The young man didn't dare to think about it, nor did he dare to have extravagant hopes. He could only lower his head deeply, raise his left hand, and pretend to wipe his sweat, quietly covering his crimson cheeks.

His cuff was sweaty, and a lump of ugly light gray color spread out.

Hu Ke subconsciously clenched his fingers, crumpling his wet cuff into a ball and holding it in his palm.

Cui Hai's understated voice floated from the front. "The mountain path is still long, and I think this girl's physical strength is already exhausted. Why don't we find a place nearby and rest a little? Little Brother Xie, will you come with me to see the elders?"

As he spoke, he fumbled in his cuff for a moment, and took out a pure white lotus.

The lotus swayed in the wind, and instantly grew to the size of a washbasin. It floated in the air, and light flashed around it. The crystal-like petals swayed without wind.

"This is a flying magic tool I refined. It's a little rough, and I'm sorry for making a fool of myself."

After saying this, Cui Hai shook his head at Xiaoxi apologetically. "This magic tool of mine can only carry two people at most. I'll have to trouble you to wait here for a moment. We'll hurry back as soon as possible."

Hu Ke was a little hesitant. He turned his head blankly, and looked at Xiaoxi in dismay.

The girl immediately pursed her lips, and her eyes sparkled. She whispered, "Brother, don't leave me here. I'm scared."

"But …"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Hu Ke's delicate face. He looked at Cui Hai pleadingly, but only received a faint smile as a response. The young man's dark and deep eyes clearly said, "No."

In the cuff, Xie Heng also frowned, and anxiously clung to the young man's wrist.

The mountain breeze blew, and the sleeves fluttered. He used the gap between the fluttering cuffs to size up the young man. Even though he had to admit that this person was indeed handsome, in his heart … there was always a subtle sense of disharmony.

It was very strange, and very dangerous.

Before Xie Heng could think of a way to remind him, Cui Hai, who was in front of him, was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he added, "Oh right, leave the little snake on your wrist for this girl to protect herself.

The Tiangang Sect doesn't like monsters. It's best not to bring this kind of little monster to the elders, even if it hasn't transformed. "

A bolt from the blue.

Xie Heng's hair suddenly stood up, and the front of his body stood up. He poked his head out of Hu Ke's cuff, and hissed at Cui Hai.

How dare you prevent me from seeing You — what little monster that hasn't transformed, what elders don't like? What nonsense!

Have you ever seen such a handsome snake?

He dared to guarantee that not only would the Elder Xie not be displeased, but he would also be overjoyed and hold him in the palm of his hand to kiss him!

It was a pity that Xie Heng's fury could only turn into intense hissing sounds.

Seeing that Hu Ke was still hesitating, Xie Heng couldn't help but raise his tail, and madly cross the young man's wrist.

— Don't believe him!

This person doesn't look like a good person!

However, Hu Ke didn't understand Xie Heng's meaning.

The young man's slightly cold hand was pulled up by another hand without any explanation. Cui Hai's slender fingers held his palm, and a trace of warmth passed through his palm and into Hu Ke's meridians, boiling all the way to his heart.

"Come here." Cui Hai's voice was somewhat helpless, and there was a hint of pity in it. "Ask them to wait. I want to talk to you alone."