Chapter 23： The villain wants to divorce 23 (1)

The cold wind was blowing, blowing white clothes and hunting.

Perhaps the anger in Xie Ziyou's eyes was too strong, Wu Cong was shocked for a moment, and suddenly became at a loss.

The young man hurriedly put his hands behind him and stammered: "Master, Junior Sister, what are you talking about?"

He hasn't had time to do anything yet.

That's right, he did toss and turn around in the middle of the night and couldn't fall asleep, and wanted to vent that brat during the day.

This time I will get some family secret medicine from Wu Zhengying, and I am going to teach Guan Heng a lesson.

But when the young man walked to the entrance of the cave and was blown around by the bitter cold wind, his messy thoughts were quietly relieved, and he suddenly calmed down again.

No way, he thought.

Who is Wu Cong, and who is Guan Heng in the cave?

A high above, a great future; a humble like dust, prisoner in a lonely mountain, why should he lower his status and regard such a guy as an enemy?

It takes a lot of work to make the secret medicine of the family. Several precious poisons are used to apply this medicine to the little boy. Does he deserve it?

Out of these thoughts, Wu Cong has been hesitant, wandering back and forth at the entrance of the cave, wondering whether he should go in or not.

Unexpectedly, before he turned and left, a Xie Ziyou suddenly appeared behind him.

With eyebrows and eyes, angrily, the youth was caught off guard.

Xie Ziyou only regarded Wu Cong as a guilty conscience and did not dare to admit it.

His entire chest was boiled with anger, blood rushing back and forth in his blood vessels, oppressing his heart, besides his uncontrollable anxiety and guilt, he stirred and protested together.

Numerous negative feelings swarmed in, such as the pressure and anger accumulated for a long time in the eruption of a volcano, which immediately captured all reason.

If this person didn't do bad things, why was he so sneaky?

Guan Heng had been fine before, why did he deteriorate immediately after he came?

This person-it's not enough to bully the protagonist during the day, but he has to add fire at night?

Xie Ziyou's heart is more angry, his slender hands and five fingers close together, his mind moves with his heart, and he shoots in the wind.

"Get out, don't get in the way!"

The whirlwind rose instantly, and the icy blue profound energy intertwined and circulated under the moonlight, like a ribbon of starlight.

The end of the ribbon was drawn, the light flickered, and it was drawn on Wu Cong's shoulder with a mighty force, and immediately pushed the unsuspecting young man into a stagger, and took a few steps back. The calf softened and fell back to the ground.

Wu Cong, who was still at a loss, only felt his eyes flashing, leaving a bright afterimage in front of him.

The graceful figure of the "maiden" is as fast as lightning, and the crystal clear light is dazzling like a meteor. In a flash, she broke the restriction and rushed into the cave.

The dust violently stirred up a place, and it blew extremely high in an instant, and then fell slowly and weakly.

Nearly breaking through the sound barrier-this has exceeded the limit of the seventh order, and has a tendency to approach the eighth order.

The cool breeze blows, and the cold moon is deep.

Wu Cong sat paralyzed on the ground, not getting up for a long time, he looked at the dark and dim cave in front of him, as if he could see a huge mouth opening in the abyss.

Countless feelings of frustration and depression swarmed, bit by bit, drowning his outline.

"Junior Sister..."

The youth murmured.

I haven't done anything yet...

His weak and hoarse voice drifted in the wind.

Just as dark clouds drifted by, covering the sky and the moon, a large shadow cast down, and the cave in front of it became darker and darker.

As if the abyss grinned open and gave him a mocking smile.

...

Before Xie Ziyou stepped into the cave, the system immediately shielded all the pictures in the cave from the outside, and set up invisible resistance to prevent Wu Cong from entering.

No way, the host's person said it would collapse, and they had to rely on it to help wipe their butt.

Xie Ziyou was completely unconcerned at this moment, his peachy eyes were slightly frowned, his expression anxious, he was full of thoughts on Guan Heng, who had fainted to the ground.

He trembling hands, carefully squeezed Guan Heng's shirt into pieces of cloth, and slowly uncovered it.

The hideous wound immediately greeted Xie Ziyou's eyes. It was shining scarlet, accompanied by blue-purple bruises, part of the flesh was turned over, and the flesh and blood was blurred, and it hurt Xie Ziyou's eyes.

It turned out to be such a serious injury...

Xie Ziyou's pupils contracted, and his voice became hoarse unconsciously: "System, he was hurt so badly, why did you tell me it was okay?"

system:"???"

These are just skin injuries.

In the fantasy world, the body's ability to bear injuries and resilience is generally strong. Some rare genius treasures can even be reborn with amputated limbs. These traumas of Guan Heng look terrible, but in fact they really don't hurt him at all.

But the system wisely chose to shut up.

These truths, Xie Ziyou, who has been in the fantasy world for many years, would not know it.

Its host is also concerned and chaotic.

Xie Ziyou distressedly held Guan Heng's weak hands.

The young man's slender and broad palms are always warm, like the palms holding a small sun, but at this moment there is a lifeless chill.

Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and carefully separated a soft profound energy into the boy's body.

He gasped immediately.

Guan Heng's body is the real bad scene.

The meridians are cracked, the internal organs are bleeding, and the tiny thorns are not discharged in time, and the blood flows to all parts of the body, exploding the blood vessels along the way to dense small holes.

The most important thing is that Guan Heng did not condense the profound pill, and after losing his consciousness control, a large amount of profound energy ran away, wantonly destroying in the abdominal cavity, and the place he passed was like a violent wind passing through the border, and no grass would grow.

Xie Ziyou drooped his eyebrows, his eyes faintly glowing.

How could it deteriorate into this?

"Come on..."

The system is empathetic: "Guardian Shimeiwan, right?"

Prepared for you early.

But Xie Ziyou hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, shook his head and said, "No, two."

system:"……"

The system is extremely helpless.

Obviously one is enough. The company's product must be a boutique product. Two of them are really a waste. When did the host be willing to be such a prodigal?

But looking at Xie Ziyou's **** peachy eyes, jade porcelain-like skin, and flushing nose, it trembled and chose to shut up wisely.

A full bottle of green liquid medicine fell into Xie Ziyou's hands.

As soon as the bottle cork is unscrewed, the fragrance of flowers and fruits fills the cave.

Before Xie Ziyou's eye knife was thrown on the system, the system turned around and said, "I understand, I won't watch."

Xie Ziyou: "..."

He bit his lip, his cheeks flew red, his eyes closed slightly, his long crow-feather eyelashes trembled violently, and he slowly leaned down.

One piece is soft.

The refreshing and clean smell of the sun, although it has a strong **** smell, it still can't conceal the unique youthful breath.

Xie Ziyou's face was hot, desperately forcing himself to empty his mind, not focusing on the warm touch between his lips.

He held Guan Heng with one hand, eyes erratic, sweeping across the young man's chest.

With so many wounds, I don’t know if it will leave scars...

The jaws seem to be closed less tightly than last time, and they will be able to pry open soon...

As he was thinking about it, the person under him suddenly twitched violently, his chest trembled slightly, and a few low coughs overflowed from his throat.

Xie Ziyou: "!!!"

He stood up with a "huh", his profound strength condensed under his feet in an instant, the blue light was shining, and the meteors flowed swiftly, turning his head and running!

The system still stopped him dumbfounded: "Wait a minute, he didn't wake up, he didn't wake up yet."

real or fake?

Xie Ziyou can hold onto the entrance of the cave.

With a burning face and short breathing, he broke the edge of the cave, carefully poked out half of his head, and stared suspiciously at the young man who was lying crooked under the rock wall.

However, after a few seconds, the young man's breathing gradually calmed down, his head tilted to one side, he was indeed asleep.

Upon seeing this, Xie Ziyou quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Probably it was choking while administering the medicine.

That’s right, he can’t be so bad every time, he is always caught by the master while secretly doing bad things... No, it’s not right! Where is he doing bad things?

It is clearly doing good deeds, obscurity, and selfless dedication!

His head was steamed dizzy by the heat, his thoughts squeezed into a ball, Xie Ziyou covered his cheeks with both hands, trying to cool himself down with cool fingers.

He shrank at the entrance of the cave, with one foot outside and the other inside the cave, and he staggered for a while, not knowing whether to enter or retreat.

I really want to see how the medicine works... But what if Guan Heng really wakes up later?

Being entangled, Xie Ziyou's ears trembled, and suddenly heard a very small whisper.

Guan Heng fell to the ground, his head turned sideways, his handsome eyebrows were wrinkled in pain, and a few strands of hair floated down from his forehead, blocking his eyes.

Xie Ziyou saw his thin lips slightly open with sharp eyes, and let out a whisper that was almost babble.

"Youyou..."

The voice of the boy with closed eyes was hoarse, as if he was suffering from great pain and sorrow.

Just like a drowning man, clinging to the last straw, pouring all hope on it, and worrying about the fragility of the straw, afraid that his heavy body will crush the straw.

Only gently, carefully, sigh softly from the lips and teeth.

"Youyou, are you kissing me stealthily?"

Xie Ziyou: "!!!"

Is this guy asleep or awake? !

Xie Ziyou shrank outward abruptly.

He was fully alert to the extreme, ready to escape at any time, quietly pricking his ears across the thick stone wall, his eyes locked on Guan Heng's body, and the subtle changes in the young man's body could be seen in full view.

A long silence.

As time passed by, the cave was gradually filled with mountain breeze, and the roaring sound was violent, swirling around the column, and one or two faintly screaming from the distant sky.

Guan Heng was still in a deep coma.

Xie Ziyou quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes closed slightly, like feathers with long eyelashes falling, blocking the tired peach eyes.

Just do not wake up.

Those subtle murmurs may be unconscious actions, like the babbles of a person with a high fever in a trance.

Deliver the medicine and he can go back.

But when he turned to leave, Xie Ziyou couldn't help but **** his ears to catch the vague babble in the air.

The young man's voice was extremely low, his lips and teeth closed silently, and his voice was weak. It was not as loud as the circling wind. Xie Ziyou listened attentively for a long time, his heart getting worse and heavier.

He could only hear one word clearly, the one that was repeated the most, almost mentioned sentence by sentence.

"Youyou."

"Youyou..."

"Youyou..."

One after another, Xie Ziyou's heart trembled.

So faint, but unwavering, a little fuzzy because of slurred lips and teeth, but full of tenderness and honey in his tone, which can almost turn the cold into spring water.

Xie Ziyou licked his posterior teeth fiercely, feeling at a loss for a while.

Stupid protagonist, your tour is dead and won't come back again!

The slight trembling bass is continuously introduced into the ears, turning into thin needles after another, gently stinging in the softest corner of my heart, setting off a piece of sour tingling.

Xie Ziyou was forced to almost cover his ears.

But his hands seemed to be filled with lead, stiff on both sides of his body, even the fingertips were stiff, unable to move at all.

He stayed in place, and those babbles passed through the eardrum in a string with the sound of the wind, and passed into his mind clearly.

"Youyou," Guan Heng whispered in a low voice, "Can you not leave..."

Full of reluctance and helplessness, even a hint of pleading.

So cautiously, as if holding the most beautiful, precious and fragile porcelain in the world, she didn't dare to touch her hands heavily, and she didn't dare to speak out.

Xie Ziyou suddenly had a strong urge to cry.

Guan Heng, Guan Heng, aren't you very smart?

Why are you so stupid now?

In desperation, Xie Ziyou raised his head and looked at the night sky with dazzling stars, closing his eyes deeply.

But when he closed his eyes, the scenes flashed in front of him, all of Luoling's brows were bright, smiling like a spring breeze.

In his not short-lived host career, he has never paid attention to a protagonist like Guan Heng.

And this protagonist is very good, very good, not like the usual Long Aotian who is pampered and arrogant, he is gentle, considerate, intelligent and cheerful, handsome and kind, and he does good dishes.

When smiling, the eyes are always gentle, and there is a shallow light in the bottom of the eyes when they are fully focused.

Being watched by Guan Heng's gaze can always make Xie Ziyou have an illusion, as if he is being carefully guarded on the apex of his heart.

Xie Ziyou's heart trembled, and he was breathless with the whispers one after another.

His chest rose and fell violently, and stood silent for a long time in the cold wind.

The night is getting thicker, and the snow is gradually floating above the peak, and the white snowflakes are flying up and down, falling on the hem of the same white fairy skirt, quietly gathering into ice, as if the world is reluctant to leave.

After a long time, Xie Ziyou suddenly let out a long sigh.

Long white steam spit out from Yin Hong's small mouth, drifting into the distance along the wind and snow, it was the only warm breath during the high and cold lonely mountain.

Xie Ziyou slowly turned around and stepped into the cave.

He paced faster and faster, and finally almost ran to Guan Heng's side. After a slight pause, he leaned over and pressed the boy's warm lips, and then let out a shallow kiss.

A dragonfly clicks the water, and it breaks with a touch.

"I'm kissing you."

Xie Ziyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blush spread along the cheeks to the roots of the ears, but his eyes were very focused, and he said seriously: "I didn't secretly, it's a fair kiss."

Guan Heng's breath stopped short and flat for a moment.

He was still calm and drowsy, but his right hand was retracted where Xie Ziyou could not see, and his thumb was quietly digging into his palm.

With so much force, the knuckles were pinched white and oppressed.

Xie Ziyou brushed away the broken hair of the teenager, gently kneading his fingertips between Guan Heng's tucked eyebrows.

"I have to admit it... so annoying!"

Xie Ziyou's kneading hands gradually tightened, moved down to the side of Guan Heng's face, and pinched the boy's cheeks in a fit of anger.

"I admit, I kissed, are you happy?"

The people under him seemed really unconscious. Guan Heng didn't even react to how Xie Ziyou rubbed his face.

Xie Ziyou lowered his eyes and mumbled: "I admit it, can you heal your wounds and get better soon?"

Get better soon, Guan Heng.

I want to see you who are high-spirited, sly and smart.

...

The night is quiet and the cold mountain is lonely. From the far side of the mountain, there is a long clear cry. A black giant bird **** its wings and rises up into the sky, and its broad wings pass the stars like rain.

The bright moon swept over, the Qinghui reappeared, and the silver light was soft as water.

After Xie Zi wandered, the cave on the cliff fell into a dead silence again.

But in the midst of it, something seemed to have changed. The howling wind was blocked by the jagged rocks, and it became low and tactful, as if it could not bear to whisper clearly.

In the cave, Guan Heng quietly opened his eyes.

In the dim light, the youth's dark and bright eyes were shining, like flames pulsating, and stars flickering.

How can there be half a coma?

"Youyou..." Guan Heng sighed lightly.

His ending tone became softer, and finally he snickered quietly, like a cat that had only stolen the fish, his right hand was gently lifted, and his slender index finger slowly stroked his lips, precious and delicate.

Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be like this.

The boy took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and quietly stroked the palm of his right hand with his left hand.

An hour ago, when he was so desperate, he inadvertently raised his hand and hit something-it seemed to be a moth.

The thing that only buzzed in his ears, but after being hit, a long sigh came into Guan Heng's mind.

At that moment, the world in Guan Heng's eyes turned upside down, the rocks turned into nothingness, and the invisible gold thread pierced through the sky and the earth. He was suspended in the darkness, looking along the thread, and suddenly saw the young man he was thinking of.

The beautiful amber eyes were faintly sad, and the Huatian with the flame travel pattern on the forehead seemed to lose its color. The young man blinked his beautiful peachy eyes and looked over through the thick stone wall.

In ecstasy, Guan Heng blurted out: "Youyou!"

You You heard it.

His expression changed in shock. Instead of being happy, he turned around in a hurry. Before Guan Heng had time to shout, the boy had quickly disappeared in front of him.

In the next second, the world returned to its original appearance. The tiny gold pattern drilled into Guanheng's palm and disappeared quietly, seeming to have exhausted all energy.

In front of him is a thick stone wall, and in front of the insurmountable barrier, even the sound of the wind is low and dull.

Is it an illusion?

...No, it's impossible.

Guan Heng thought to himself, he didn't believe in this evil.

The young man dragged his badly injured body step by step to the front of the stone wall, propped up his body and examined it every cent.

After a long time, he finally found a clue-there was a small hole in the lower part of the rock wall, the size of a fingernail, no dust, and the exposed side rock was the color of not contacting the air for a long time. It was obviously just dug out.

Youyou must have been here.

He is not dead.

The cool wind swept across the valley, climbed the high rock, and quietly drilled into the small hole, bringing a fresh breath to the dull cave.

Guan Heng looked at the small hole silently, thinking for a long time.

He clenched his fingers little by little, made up his mind, quietly closed his eyes, and paralyzed his head to the ground.

At the same time, the young man let go of all his control over the profound energy in his body, letting the fierce air flow crazily entangle his internal organs, enduring the lingering pain, and closing his eyes tightly.

If you are still alive, will you abandon yourself?

Let me see you again, let me know that you are actually alive, it doesn't matter if you don't want to see me, I won't open my eyes, won't wake up, you can...

...Can stay a while longer.

This is a gamble that weighs on life.

Fortunately, he won the bet.

only……

After the initial surprise gradually calmed down, Guan Heng looked at the bright moonlight falling from the top of the cave, and fell into contemplation again.

He only wanted You You to come, but he didn't expect Xie Ziyou to come.

So Xie Ziyou, the Fairy Xie of the Central Academy of Stars Pengyue, is the Yuyou that he secretly admires?

Thinking about it this way, Youyou's frequent disappearance seems to have an explanation.

Guan Heng closed his eyes, scenes of life in Luoling flashed in front of him, and a large number of doubts that he had overlooked or did not want to think about were dug out from the depths of his memory and arranged neatly in his mind.

Why does You You know his marriage contract, and why he doesn't want him to call "Xie Ziyou" "Lady"?

Why is the elixir in his hand so effective that even people who are dying can recover overnight?

And the young man clearly remembered the smell of the medicine, it was refreshing and sweet, exuding a faint fruity fragrance-when he fell off the cliff that year, Youyou saved his life with this medicine.

Guan Heng squatted on the ground, with his arms folded, and his back leaning against the solid, cool rock wall. The more he thought about it, the more he felt a mess in his mind.

He clearly knew the incredible truth, but his doubts continued to increase, and one after another appeared.

Why does Youyou hide his identity?

Why should he stay with me for two years?

Could it be that... he liked me a long time ago? ? ?

...

In the Central Academy, the colorless prohibition on the high wall quietly melted, and a small half-person-high hole appeared in the air.

Xie Ziyou in a white dress leaned forward and carefully drilled out of the hole.

He picked up the blue silk with one hand, and his azure blue eyes glanced around, seeing that there was no one around, he raised his hand and climbed the high wall of his courtyard, leaped forcefully under his palm.

Xiuya's light body was wrapped in the breeze, and she slowly landed, her tulle skirt wafting, revealing a touch of white skin on her ankles.

In the outer courtyard, the maid's steady breathing did not change, and the small courtyard was quiet, only the fish in the middle of the lake wagging their tails, creating circles of water patterns.

Xie Ziyou nodded secretly.

Fortunately, Youqin and the others didn't wake up, and they didn't show themselves.

The moonlight passed through the treetops, shimmering, and the stars flickered. Looking down at the fairies of the Central Academy, the thief usually flew in the dark shadows under the eaves, looking right and left, and finally slipped into the house, gently. Close the door.

Throwing one head on the soft bed, burying his head in the soft pillow, smelling the elegant incense from the tip of his nose, Xie Ziyou breathed a sigh of relief.

This day is really exhausting.

More things have happened than the previous two years combined.

The system stopped on the light blue silk curtain at the head of the bed, and stopped talking: "You swim..."

"Don't talk yet."

Xie Ziyou pulled up the quilt and covered his head, his thin body shrank into a ball, and his voice was very tired with a thick nasal sound.

"I'm so sleepy, let's go to bed first, and we will talk about it tomorrow."

The system looked at the bulge on the bed, sighed helplessly, and closed his mouth thoughtfully.

It can understand.

The host's emotional ups and downs today are too violent, it is no wonder that it will be exhausted.

Forget it, I'll talk about it tomorrow, let You You rest first.

System 011 yawned, gathered the bee wings, and leaned over the curtain.

The faint buzzing sound of the flying bees quietly disappeared, and the quiet courtyard returned to tranquility again, the night breeze returned low, and the end of the curtains floated gently.

There was a faint "plop" sound from the front yard, and it seemed that a swimming fish wagged its tail and jumped into the water again.

After a long time--

"flutter!"

The quilt was suddenly lifted vigorously and suddenly fell to one side.

In the darkness, Xie Ziyou sat up suddenly, the dark night hazy his delicate features, only a pair of bright eyes flickered.

damn it!

"System system," Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth and said with a low voice, "Do you think Guan Heng is asleep or awake today?"

"...Isn't there something to be said tomorrow?"

"...But I don't understand, I can't sleep!"

"I will play a lullaby for you?"

"..."

Xie Ziyou held his head in despair, her soft black hair slid down his fingers, and scattered on the white soft bed: "Ah, jerk!"

The impulse was refreshed for a while, and two lines of tears came afterwards-is he still wearing Schrödinger's vest?

Bastard Guan Heng!

Will give him problems!

...

Up and down the mountain, inside and outside the courtyard, the moonlight after the thick clouds have cleared is as bright as a train, and the courtyard is full of pools.

This is destined to be a sleepless night.

Not far from the tossing Xie Ziyou, another verdant courtyard is also brightly lit all night.

The gloomy young man stood at the window, raised his head slightly, and looked at the lonely mountain that pierced into the sky not far away, with undisguised irritability and disgust in his eyebrows.

He squeezed his fingers tightly, and a light-colored medicine packet was squeezed out of shape, faintly exuding a sweet and strange fragrance.

The young man behind him looked awkward and said cautiously: "Brother Cong, my mother asked me to hold this medicine for self-defense before going out. If you are not too toxic, I have something else—"

"no need!"

Wu Cong's voice was irritable, and the medicine packet was thrown out by him impatiently and slammed heavily on the wall behind Wu Zhengying. The teenager hurriedly stepped back and caught it carefully.

He carefully raised his head and glanced at Wu Cong, rolling his Adam's apple a few times, and finally couldn't help it: "Well, Brother Cong, I got the first name in the hospital selection today..."

Without the guy who broke the balance like Guan Heng, the assessment could eventually proceed normally.

Although Wu Zhengying didn't take the protagonist template, as the son of a family of spiritual practitioners, he was still very good at abuse of other people.

Anyhow, this regained the young man's confidence.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Cong with expectant eyes, eager to receive a little bit of praise.

But Wu Cong didn't even give him any extra light.

The young man's face was as deep as water, staring at the lonely mountain in the distance with gloomy eyes, and his head was filled with the pretty faces of the younger sister who waved his palms.

The azure blue profound energy rushed towards the face with the unique coldness of Bing Jin, the coldness spreading along the shoulders, and it was cold to the bottom of my heart.

When did Junior Sister care about others like this?

He Wu Cong, using as a love rival...Ah, he swears by his instinct as a suitor, there is absolutely something tricky between the junior sister and that kid!

Wu Cong clenched his teeth, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

With his status, what do you want is not just beckoning?

For the first time in his life, he was tempted by a woman, put down his body and be careful to please, and the family power came out-in the end he was no better than a mountain boy?

Does this still make sense?

No, this won’t work, the younger sister must have been deceived by that little bastard, I have to make her sober...

In front of the window, the look of the handsome young man gradually turned into deep thought, frowning, looking at the long night quietly.

The breeze flickered, the candlelight flickered, and the sound of insects rang from under the windowsill, dumb and distant, like weeping.

Behind the young man, after a long time no response, Wu Zhengying's eager eyes darkened little by little.

The young man drooped his head, feeling aggrieved badly in his heart.

Obviously, he has tried his best to do his best. Why does his most admired brother still refuse to look at him?

...

The candle light was extinguished, and the wax tears slowly dripped.

When the last flame was submerged in the melting white wax, the long night finally passed, the bright moon was dim, the stars were hidden, and a bright and splendid red appeared in the distant sky.

After thinking about it all night, Xie Zi, who still didn't come to a conclusion, sat on the bed with messy hair and dark circles under his eyes. He supported his chin and looked out the window in a daze.

He blinked his dry eyelids, exhausted, and wanted to fuck.

Isn't it just a vest?

I can't fall in love, I don't wait for him!

The young man pulled down the curtain angrily, turned over and lay down, pulling the quilt up to the top of his head.

sleep.

It's dawn, and he hasn't had time to sleep yet.

But not long after Xie Ziyou lay down, there was a loud "dongdong" outside the redwood door. Youqin knocked on the door and called out in a clear voice: "Miss?"

"Did the young lady get up? The academy sent someone to say that the dean has important matters and asked the young lady to visit the book pavilion."

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Xie Ziyou tightened the quilt, clutched his head tightly, got into the corner and rolled.

Sorry, I want to sleep!

The system looked at the quilt that curled up on the edge of the bed and wriggled from time to time, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Swimming?"

"Why don't you listen to the eighth chanting!"

At the same time, thinking about the cliffside, in the thousand-year-old cave, Guan Heng, who had also been sleepless all night, took a deep breath, and a smile was quietly raised at the corner of his mouth.

He thought about it all night and finally gained something.

Guan Heng found that he had been ignoring one point. Xie Ziyou was not just a little fairy with extraordinary qualifications at the Central Academy, he was also the "daughter" of the Xie family's head, the key to the rapid rise of the Xie family.

The development process of the Xie family is too similar to that of the Guan family.

Relying on a single marriage contract, the Guan family became one of the largest families in Luo County in just a few years. How similar is the role Xie Ziyou played in the Xie family to his relationship between Guan Heng and the Guan family?

Thinking about this, Guan Heng suddenly couldn't help feeling distressed.

He didn't know which step went wrong when the external rumors went wrong, and the gender of the tour was wrong.

Or perhaps Xie Patriarch made this idea at the beginning. After all, a man with extraordinary aptitude and a woman with great potential will have completely different impressions on the outside world.

The former is daunting, and the latter is more likely to be attracted.

The cold wind whispered in the ears, and the dazzling but slightly cold morning light cast mottled light and shadow on the ground through the small hole in the rock wall.

The young man leaned on the stone wall, stroked his fingertips across the rough stone wall, couldn't help but sighed a long, tender black eyes overflowing with pity and unbearableness.

He knows how hard it is to be the backbone of a family.

Everyone is watching eagerly, hoping that "she" will quickly become stronger and bring supreme glory to the family-but who has considered the true thoughts in your heart?

Does "she" like to hide gender and identity like this?

Has "she" also felt overwhelmed and secretly wiped tears on a moonless night? Have you ever hated spiritual practice, and strongly wanted to give up at a certain moment?

"Youyou..." Guan Heng muttered silently, his eyes lightly floating away, "So we are the same."

Same as being tied down by the family, just as being pushed forward by responsibility.

But because there are beloved relatives behind him, so willingly, gritted his teeth, carried all the suffering on his shoulders, and embarked on a road full of thorns.

"It is for this reason that you came to me to save my life, right?"

On the way out of sight, a bright mirror suddenly lit up, and the light and shadow in the mirror dimmed, and two souls so similar and so sad were shiningly reflected.

So I can’t help but want to get closer and want to see the final outcome of the other person-but Guan Heng’s ending is still desperate. After losing value, he was betrayed by his relatives, abandoned by his family, and fled all the way to Luoling, where he was killed by his fiancee. The maid chased her and almost died.

Thinking of his father and his tribe, Guan Heng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a dull pain surged in his heart. The unhealed wound suddenly tore, dripping with blood.

He closed his eyes suddenly, clenched his hands tightly, and pinched his fingertips into his palm.

My fiancé was probably a shield that the Xie family had prepared early in the morning.

While using the "saving grace" marriage contract to block the mouths of other families, while using the word "drag" to prevent Xie Ziyou from marrying into the Guan family, he used an ambiguous attitude to give hope to other geniuses and use their help to vigorously develop the family.

Youyou are so smart, he wouldn't fail to figure this out.

But he still went to the door and retired.

He probably wanted to use the most violent and face-sharing method to tell the world that the Xie family has nothing to do with the Guan family.

In this way, the Guan family who loses support may be downcast, and may decline, but at least it will not become the victim of the competition and venting of anger among the major families in the capital.

...Unfortunately, Youyou encountered his own hob meat, and failed to divorce. Instead, he made the news so big that everyone knew it.

Youyou had no choice but to pretend to be "Guan Heng" wounded, and then immediately rushed to save his life with another image.

Yes, it must be so.

"Youyouyouyouyou..."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Guan Heng's mouth.

"I'm so stupid, I didn't even understand your good intentions until today."

But it's okay.

The boy's eyes gradually softened.

He raised his hand and Xuxu held the beam of light from the small hole, and the pale golden morning sun filled his palms, dyeing the fine palm prints into brilliant gold.

Traveling around, everyone in the world admires your stunning face, covets your spiritual and unrivaled spiritual talent, and thinks that you are a fairy of the Xie family with icy muscles and bones.

But in my heart, you are always the greedy, soft-hearted and hard-mouthed person who will throw the practice manual on my face and swim with wet eyes when angry.

"I don't care if you are a man or a woman, I only know that you are Youyou, the person I have identified."

Guan Heng's eyes were dim, his fingers slowly gathered, and a touch of sunlight was held into his palm.

"Youyou, I will become stronger, and I will be the number one powerhouse in the mainland you said."

But not for slaps.

"If one day, your identity is exposed and the world will scold you and hate you, don't worry."

I will stand upright by your side.

In the silent cave, the handsome young man was secretly surprised, his eyes pious and determined.

...

The cold wind howled, and the dust in the cave whirled silently in the depths of the lonely mountain.

Large tracts of sand emerged from the end of the deep cave, flowing like spring water.

The wind gradually calmed down.

Blocked by the rocks in the cave and out of sight of Guan Heng, the quicksand quietly spread out, and an old man slowly emerged from the center.

The old man bent his knees and hunched his back, with a rickety posture. The forehead and eyebrows were covered with fine wrinkles. The gray and mottled hair covered most of his cheeks. The gray hair was slightly longer. As the old man shook his head, his hair tail swept back and forth across his shoulders.

His light gray eyes were deep and gloomy, staring at Guan Heng who was lost in thought, and muttered to himself: "It's really chaos..."

"Okay, okay, what a good boy, it's worth waiting for another five years!"

The old man smacked his tongue for a moment, his eyes gradually brightened.

The undulating tone of surprise finally shocked Guan Heng. The young man's eyebrows trembled, and he turned around abruptly, saying, "Who?"

The old man staggered and walked slowly out of the cave.

"Don't be afraid, boy, don't be afraid."

When he walked to the morning sun, his face was illuminated by the pale golden sunlight, but his gray eyes became more and more condensed, as faint as the deep sea.

Guan Heng stared at the sudden appearance of the old man, frowning.

For some reason, he felt a strong sense of disobedience from the person opposite.

Especially when the old man lifted his white hair, he revealed a very young and handsome face that was full of wrinkles, and a pair of gorgeous lips that seemed to have drunk blood.

"Haha..."

The old man grinned and slowly chuckled. The laughter was barely audible from the beginning, and then gradually increased. The sharp laughter oscillated back and forth between the stone walls, making Guan Heng almost want to cover his ears.

"Sorry, kid." The old man said with a smile, "I'm so happy, I'll wait like this... I've waited for you too long, too long, almost reaching the limit."

"You are great and outstanding. Your potential is higher than any of my disciples. Even Xie Ziyou can't compare with you-you are simply a gift from God!"

As soon as the voice fell, an afterimage suddenly swayed in front of Guan Heng!

The old man looked ugly and staggered, but at this moment he burst out almost beyond his eyes.