Xie Qing noticed Xie Heng's probing gaze, he hesitated, but didn't say a word in the end.

It was night, Xie Qing slept deeply.

Xie Heng put his robe over the sleeping Xie Qing, sat alone beside the dying fire, and stretched out his hands.

He carefully observed the hands, the palm lines were clear and the joints were distinct.Then the palm was turned down, the faint light leaked from the fingers, and the flame suddenly rose.

The young man's phoenix eyes were amazed, unbelievable, and finally silent - staring at his hands.

It is not simply a matter of rekindling the fire. Combustion is irreversible, and the process from stability to chaos is the law of the movement of all things.

But the energy it contains reorders the chaos and makes the change of entropy a reversible process.

The young man is thoughtful.

The world of myth may operate in such a way that a new form of energy breaks the second law of heat.If he can really play with heat in applause, then he can adjust the entropy value of foreign objects and even himself at will.

Entropy is the criterion for distinguishing the world.

He is the warm sunshine in the daytime, but Yi is the cold photon in the void universe.

If, if he really mastered this power.

Xie Heng raised his head, his flawless profile was a little less human under the moonlight.

If he really put Lan Sheng in the top three inches of his heart thousands of years ago, how far would he go for Lan Shengjun?

Xie Heng looked at Xie Qing who was in a dream.

I affirm in my heart: If I love Xie Qing to the bone, and if I want him to die this day, I will let this day sleep forever in a state of thermal equilibrium—the energy of the so-called "sky" will be diluted into the same amount of heat, and Xie Qing is this day. The only low entropy underground.

Just like the only sun in the thousands of miles of sky.

Xie Heng thought about it, and leaned over to Xie Qing's side, stretched out his hand and fiddled with the snake's long and thin eyelashes a few times.

He did some tricks, so that Xie Qing, who was usually vigilant, didn't respond at this time.Xie Heng needs to think, but the sober Xie Qing will disturb his thoughts.He is old-fashioned and criticizes the dog-faced person, and when he sees the docile and affectionate Xie Qing in the corner of his eyes and brows, half of his thinking capacity is devoted to pornography.

Mr. Xie is now full of Xie Qing, he does not admit in his heart that he fell on Snake, he only thinks it is a debt owed to him by the old scumbag He Xian thousands of years ago.

The full moon was hanging in the sky, and the sound of insects around could be said to be the dead of night now, Xie Heng let out a sigh of relief.After staying in Yingzhou for more than a month, the life in Hedong in the past [-] years seems to be covered with a layer of veil, which makes people a little unclear.

Turning around, he thought of Hexian again, Hexian might not have thought of breaking the net for Lan Sheng.For the sake of his little lover, Xie Xianjun gave up physics and threw himself into the embrace of biochemistry—although it is still unknown what he made in the end, he definitely thought about using his strange power to make himself and his little lover live a happy life.

Maybe Xie Xianjun thought about it, and even tried to put it into practice, but was stopped.As a mythical world, it is associated with Xie Qing's avoidance of things that happened thousands of years ago.

Xie Heng clapped his hands, could it be that Lan Sheng has a dog outside?

Although it is a random thought, the logic is also smooth!Xie Xianjun spends his days in the simple laboratory doing experiments and recording the results of data analysis, while Lan Shengjun secretly sleeps and flies with Bai Yueguang outside.Combined with Cang Shui's theory, Lan Sheng was using Xie Xianjun, and Xie Xianjun finally found out that the truth was that he was just a tool man, so he gave up Lan Sheng.

Although Xie Heng knew it wasn't true, he was still a little angry when he thought of this possibility, so he reached out and pressed Xie Qing's pale lips to vent his anger.

Combined with the world view of the mythical world, Xie Qing's hesitation and hesitation to speak.Maybe there are rules that bind Snake, but he wants to say it but he can't, so he can only be aggrieved and silent.

Just like the fate requires Lan Sheng to mend the sky with his body, the current rules of the world require Xie Qing to keep silent.

If fate is the rule of the world, Xie Heng poked Xie Qing's elastic cheek.

Then isn't Xie Xianjun himself an outlier outside the rules?Biological evolution takes tens of millions of years, and the Crane Immortal can make Cangshui have sanity in just a few breaths. Such an anomaly is a stone in a tightly fitting gear, which will always affect the operation of the gear.

The matter of mending the sky may have no deep meaning.

So who said that Lan Sheng is the man who is destined to mend the sky?

Who released the news?

Picking up a strand of cold and soft hair, Xie Heng braided the little lover's braid while thinking about it.

"No hurry." The gold in Xie Hengfeng's eyes was particularly conspicuous in the night.He gently kissed the hair in his upper hand, and a golden flower condensed between the opening and closing of his palm.Put the flowers away from Xie Qing's ears, and couldn't resist the temptation to sniff the flowers again.

"It's so sweet." Xie Heng hugged Xie Qing back into his arms and said slowly.

The world returned to silence, and Bo Hong quietly covered the neck of the sleeping snake.

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The old rule is that Xie Qing leads the way, but the difference is that Xie Heng is holding Xie Qing's hand with a stern look, looking at the flowers on the snake's temple hairpin, and humming twice in a good mood.

Xie Heng tilted his head and glanced at him.

"Why, are you jealous of me holding the hand of my little lover?" Xie Heng shook the fingers that were clasped together, and Xie Heng looked frivolous, "Mr. Lan Sheng?"

Snake ignored him, but his expression had a bit of Lan Shengjun's charm.

Maliciousness came from all directions, Xie Qing's expression froze, and he backhanded Xie Zhanan to protect him.Xie Heng put his head on Xie Qing's shoulder with peace of mind, enjoying the protection of his little lover.

But after being on guard for a while, there was no one.

Xie Qing became a little impatient, and black and purple mist stretched between waving hands.

The hidden man finally appeared.

The person in front of him was wearing a bright orange robe with a bright red belt around his waist, and his emerald green hair fluttered slightly in the wind.Xie Heng stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, nothing else, just hot eyes.

Those who can come to see Xie Heng must be Xie Xianjun's old acquaintances.

Looking at the jagged teeth of the green-haired man, Xie Heng reflected, this man is definitely not Xie Xianjun's friend.

indeed.

Although the green-haired man couldn't speak well, his breath was strong, his eyes were fixed on Xie Heng, who was behind him, and he spoke with a flamboyant tone.

"Lan Sheng, the you you are today is not the you you were a thousand years ago." As he spoke, his five fingers melted into claws, "In front of me..." Before he finished speaking, the green-haired man was in front of his eyes.

"You can't protect him."

Before Xie Qing could react, the sharp claws had already attacked Xie Heng's face.

Xie Qing's eyes cracked.

Xie Zhanan was no longer the Xie Heng who had just landed on the island. Although he was frightened for a moment, he remained calm afterwards.

The sharp claws could no longer move forward.

Xie Qing seized this opportunity and punched the green-haired man hard in the abdomen with both fists wrapped in black energy.

But the hot-eyed man took a few steps back.

Xie Heng: Oh, it's a hard stubble.

Xie Qing's expression was gloomy, and his voice warned: "Bianwei, you are looking for death."

Bianwei himself showed a disdainful smile, and said provocatively: "Mr. Lan Sheng, you can't kill me now."

Snake himself didn't refute this, but just stared at Bianwei: "Does Xiuyan know you're here?"

When Bianwei heard the word embroidered eye, Xie Heng's expression changed slightly, Xie Heng looked at Bienwei's expression, and thought to himself, could this embroidered eye also be a fish released in Xie Xianjun's fish pond?

Bianwei's vicious eyes fell on Xie Heng's body, to be precise, it was Xie Heng's face, the face that made the lady from Hedong lightly move her round fan.Combined with the curly green hair, Xie Heng showed a clear expression.

He yelled angrily: "You fucking look at the fart! Big white goose!"

Xie Heng didn't feel much about the name of the big white goose, but Snake was a little angry, but he couldn't beat the tail, so he could only sulk.

Holding Xie Qing's waist with one hand, Xie Heng raised the other hand.

"Look."

"Look at the fucking dead white goose!" Bianwei fell limply to the ground just after cursing.

On Xie Heng's face was the long-lost smile of the eldest son of the Xie family, and there was no smile in his eyes.Golden light flakes flew out from the fingertips, and densely weaved an isolated space around Bianwei.

Xie Heng lowered his eyes, casually weaved another small flower and pinned it in Xie Qing's hair.Then he took a closer look at the angry snake, his voice was as soft as catkins.

"nice."

These two words rescued Xie Qing from the impotent and furious state.

"Xie Qichi, you ****"

Xie Heng didn't respond, he just felt that Bianwei was uneducated, thinking back then when the poor family scolded the aristocratic clan for occupying the court for harming the common people, a piece of "Xie Xie Shi Wen" scolded the idle and pampered Xie Heng back and forth in different ways.

He, Xie Heng, was able to praise this student for his elegant and elegant words and sentences in the hairpin banquet, and the whole article clearly explained the disadvantages of the powerful family.Afterwards, this humble student was promoted by the Xie family, and now he is also one of the Xie family's party members.

So Xie Heng himself didn't pay attention to Bianwei's ghost cry.

"Lan Sheng, you are also a sinner, why haven't you died yet? You caused a catastrophe, you should have died to apologize, and return the power of your clan to the heavens to appease the wrath of the heavens! Why are you still not dead?"

Bianwei's eyes seemed to be piercing Xie Qing's body with poisonous needles.

Xie Qing's already pale face was even paler, and in front of him was no longer the boundless forest on Yingzhou Island, but the disgusting eyes and malice of the immortals after the catastrophe.

"Why don't you die? Why don't you fulfill your clan's duty to appease the wrath of the sky?"

One voice, ten voices, ten thousand voices stacked together, seemed to compose his life spectrum.

Lan Shengjun didn't know how to explain, so he could only keep silent in vain.

Xie Heng also felt Xie Qing's strangeness, the snake was obviously affected by the tail, and walked into an unknown dead end.

Xie Heng's pair of gold-plated phoenix eyes implied anger, staring at the tail that was still clamoring on the ground.

The loss of energy from the tail caused him to fall weakly to the ground, Xie Heng glanced at him, and he could no longer speak.

Xie Heng: Damn you, you are dead.

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