Master is different

Qingqian's voice was low and powerful, and the voice came over quickly and entered Wen Yang's ears, with a slightly hoarse finish.

Obviously it was the answer he wanted, but now he became dissatisfied again, his heart rippled layer after layer like being quietly thrown into a lake with a few stones, just like Wen Yang's emotions that he couldn't calm down for a long time at this moment.

Wen Yang curled up his fingertips at his side, slowly raised the dishes and brought them closer, swept them casually, and spoke slowly: "What does Master want to punish?"

Xi Heng tilted his head, lowered his gaze, and easily spotted Wen Yang's reddened ear tips, with a faint pink color, his eyes darkened, and he said: "Punishment..."

Wen Yang suddenly calmed down and listened.

"Punish you for eating up all the food on the table."

The soft whisper fell on the side of the ear, Wen Yang's ear tip moved slightly.

What kind of punishment is this...

He is like this every day.

Just as he was thinking, another voice sounded.

"Punish again..."

Wen Yang was taken aback, it turned out that there was something else, he turned his head slightly, followed by a small shadow that suddenly appeared in front of him, with a warm breath approaching him.

Xi Heng's hand fell to his forehead, and slowly moved up to rub his hair.

'Re-punishment' is self-evident.

Wen Yang raised his head, and Xi Heng, who had been paying attention to his movements, paused slightly. His fingers were still in Wen Yang's hair, and his movements of raising his head were very light...very shallow, like gently rubbing against his palm. Like a rubbing, what the fingertips touched was soft.

"That doesn't count."

Wen Yang said in a low voice, looking straight at Xi Heng.

Even punishment is used in this way.

It's no wonder that when Mu Congyan came to the Xuanxianzong to ask for the Hunyuan Bell, the dignified Liwang Immortal, No. 1 in the cultivation world, and the Min Shan Xianzun had such an aggressive attitude towards him.

After the other party did this, he only said "self-respect". This may be the most important thing Xi Heng has ever said...

Wen Yang frowned.

Is he wrong.

From the delusion of the immortal.

As rumored.

While thinking about it, the hand that was inserted into his hair slowly pulled away. Wen Yangfu leaned forward again until Xiheng's hand fell completely, and he pursed his lips, "How can this be called punishment?" .”

Xi Heng lowered his eyes and smiled, but the other party did not avoid his sight.

So candid and straightforward.

How could Xi Heng not understand.

His little apprentice was facing him.

but……

How could I be willing to punish you, Xi Heng chuckled lightly, "I still remember the day you entered the Xuanxian Sect."

It was the day Xi Heng brought him from the Middle Three Realms to the Upper Three Realms, and it was also the day he introduced him in front of everyone.

Recalling the memory, Wen Yang quickly remembered one thing, which was just a casual remark he made at that time.

"It's just right, two by two equals."

Wen Yang recalled his phrase 'I can do whatever I want' that day.

'Yes' - this is Xi Heng's answer.

·

An incident that Wen Yang could have provoked was easily wiped out.

Wen Yang suddenly didn't know how to react.

Xi Heng really doesn't know how to punish people, it's because of his nature...

Wen Yang had to admit that the other party was worthy of being the No. 1 in the world of comprehension, and he was indeed the same...

At least since he and Xi Heng have been together for such a long time, Wen Yang has never seen Xi Heng have a temper, some are just elegant and upright, a gentleman, who is as radiant and gentle as jade as rumored.

Maybe it was because of the promise from last time, Wen Yang temporarily blamed it on this, but he still wanted to know.

Where is Xi Heng's bottom line...?

The next day, Wen Yang still had no intention of going to study, and he did not stay in Luhua Palace after breakfast.

He went straight to Lingjian Peak, and greeted Xi Heng very faithfully before leaving.

Originally, he wanted to see how Yuntong was doing, whether he was really punished by Immortal Min Shan, but when Wen Yang went to the main hall, Yuntong was sitting at the table, holding a jade jade that had inscribed his mind or spells. Jane, who is concentrating on singing.

But Yun Tong's posture was straight, his face was ruddy, and he was full of energy, he didn't seem to have been punished at all.

Wen Yang calmed down a little.

Elder Mu happened to be away at the moment, and soon someone noticed Wen Yang outside the hall, and everyone greeted him, "Little senior brother."

Yun Tong, who was studying the exercises on the jade slips seriously, suddenly raised his head, and at the same time when he turned his head, he snapped the jade slips in his hand onto the table, "Little senior brother! You are here!"

Yun Tong: "I thought you wouldn't come today."

Wen Yang approached and looked him up and down.

Knowing why he was looking at him like this, Yuntong's eyes rolled up, "Thanks to my lord yesterday, my master didn't punish me."

Xi Heng...

Wen Yang raised his jaw, motioning for him to continue, "Why?"

It turned out that Xi Heng notified Min Shan in advance after complaining on both sides of Elder Mu yesterday, so Yun Tong was not punished.

It's just... Wen Yang frowned.

For a meticulous person like Min Shan, when Xi Heng went to intercede, he was still talking about such trivial matters that violated discipline. Presumably, the two brothers and sisters must have some arguments.

With Xiheng's temperament...

Wen Yang's brows couldn't help frowning even tighter, recalling the last scene of Min Shan and Xi Heng's 'confrontation' in his mind, the line of his lips also tightened.

I knew so...

Yesterday I asked Xi Heng to rub a few more times.

This matter happened because of him, but the consequences were borne by Xi Heng.

Wen Yang experienced this kind of feeling for the first time... as if silently, being cared for and protected by others, his heart was sore and astringent, it was not uncomfortable, but for no reason there was a feeling...

Nostalgic feeling.

***

Suddenly, Wen Yang was inexplicably angry.

The specific reason is that even he himself doesn't know it, it seems that his emotions were aroused uncontrollably, and the devil energy in his body was affected, and he moved with restlessness, wrapped in a faint sultry breath.

Next to my ears were the noisy voices of other disciples, because the Nine Sects Conference was approaching, Elder Mu's affairs were getting busy, and the disciples who were not being disciplined at this time naturally relaxed a lot.

Wen Yang's face darkened slightly and he was about to turn around and leave.

Yun Tong stopped him suddenly, "Little brother, where are you going?"

They thought that Wen Yang came here specially to play with him, but they didn't realize that he was about to leave just after the two of them exchanged a few words.

"Go out and have a look." Wen Yang said in a deep voice.

Yuntong stood where he was, watching the people walk away, "I always feel that little brother is a little weird."

There happened to be a disciple next to him, so Yuntong said, "Yang Qi, what do you think?"

The disciple who was called Yang Qi shook his head, "Little brother is still the same, maybe he is not in a good mood today."

Yun Tong changed his mind, "Yes."

Seeing him nodding, Yang Qi continued to smile and said, "Little senior brother has a good temper, no wonder His Majesty treats him so well and puts him by his side to teach him personally..."

This seemed to be on point, Yun Tong immediately opened up the conversation box, and started chatting with Yang Qi.

On the other side, the person being discussed by the two of them - Wen Yang did not go back to Dingchen Peak directly after leaving Lingjian Peak, but went to the back peak of Lingjian Peak.

There is a cold spring on the back peak of Lingjian Peak. Not to mention the abundant spiritual power outside the cold spring, the spring water has the effect of washing the marrow and cutting the scriptures. Right now all the disciples are staying in the main hall, but no one comes over.

Wen Yang felt bored in his heart, this is a reaction that only happens every time he enters the Nightmare Gate, but just now...

When he thought of Xi Heng, his emotions suddenly rose and fell. That indescribable and unfamiliar emotion invaded and occupied his consciousness, his reason was washed away, and the demonic nature in his body took over in an instant, enveloping him in an instant .

After searching for a week with his spiritual consciousness, he found that there was no one else in Houfeng except him. Wen Yang's eyes shone with golden light, he cast off his protective demon energy, and quickly jumped into the cold spring.

The restless emotions seemed to be appeased. They were squeezed down by the icy cold spring water, but Yu Yu was cold all over his body.

Wen Yang sank into the bottom of the spring, felt the cold spring water enveloping him, and felt surprisingly calm.

Don't know when to start.

His emotions always seem to be easily affected. Emotions are the most useless thing Wen Yang thinks, and he will never let them be at the mercy of them, and he doesn't like it to be affected by other external forces.

Wen Yang knew that the monsters in the Nightmare Demon Sect were the root cause.

But he couldn't cut it off, so he could only face it as calmly as possible.

Yet now.

His emotions will gradually start to be out of his control, and he will always involuntarily produce all kinds of emotions that Wen Yang finds strange.

It all stems from-

Xi Heng.

He became Wen Yang's emotional surprise.

·

Wen Yang didn't know how long he had soaked in the cold spring, but he kept a trace of consciousness to observe the situation around the cold spring, and his whole body was immersed in the water.

I don't know the time.

Until the sunset on the western mountain, the sky and the earth were covered with a layer of darkness, and the darkness swept the earth, and a few stars hung high in the sky, dotted with the bright white crescent moon.

Huanyu Peak.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Yun Tong just walked out of the hall when he saw a figure walking towards this side, he looked closely and quickly bowed his head and asked respectfully.

In the main hall, Min Shan, who heard the movement outside the hall, opened his eyes, and immediately recovered from the state of meditation, sat upright, ready to wait for Xi Heng to enter the hall.

Yun Tong outside obviously thought the same way, guessing that His Majesty must have come to see Shizun for something, and then he automatically stepped aside, "Master is meditating in the hall."

Before Yun Tong could say the word 'please', Xi Heng interrupted.

"My seat asks you." Xi Heng looked down at Yun Tong slightly, "Where is Wen Yang?"

Although the tone of the simple words was slow, the inadvertent majesty revealed in them was enough to make the people who heard the words tremble and be intimidated by his aura.

Yun Tong, who was directly facing Immortal Venerable Li Wang's questioning, trembled, and suddenly realized something after a brief daze, and reflexively said: "Little brother?"

"Little senior brother went to Lingjian Peak in the morning, but he left after a while," Yun Tong said like a bamboo tube pouring beans about his experience of meeting Wen Yang in school this morning, "Little senior brother, he..."

Yuntong swallowed, listening to His Majesty's tone...

Little brother is gone?

Yun Tong suddenly became nervous, when he was about to say something more, there was no sign of His Majesty in front of him, only the icy breath remaining outside the hall told... His Majesty had indeed been here just now.

Yuntong didn't know the situation, and wanted to go to Dingchen Peak to have a look, but he was hindered by the rules.

I can only wait to see it tomorrow.

After thinking about it, Yuntong turned and left.

In the main hall, Min Shan's body froze slightly, and a trace of emotion seemed to flash across his stern face, which quickly disappeared. Knowing that Xi Heng didn't come to look for him, he slowly closed his eyes again.

Only this time, Immortal Min Shan, who used to be able to enter meditation casually, was surprisingly unable to calm down and meditate for a long time.

The embarrassment that had just been suppressed in my heart seemed to resurface because of this long-unsettled mood.

After being silent for a while, Min Shan got up from the cloud bed, walked to the table and began to deal with Huan Yufeng's affairs.

This compartment.

Wen Yang woke up slowly from the state of emptiness, the cold spring was covered with a layer of silver under the moonlight, which was also reflected on his face, the flowing spring water flashed across his eyes, Wen Yang's eyes blinked slightly.

In the next moment, Wen Yang broke through the water and splashed all over the sky.

The demonic nature in the body was successfully suppressed, and the turbulent emotions were also calmed down.

Wen Yang stood by the cold spring, looked at the sky, and said in a low voice: "It's so late..."

·

The side hall of Luhua Hall.

Xi Heng stood at the gate of the palace, without moving for a long time, the bright white moonlight fell on him, and in this quiet night, the cold air surrounded his body, covering him in a thick layer.

"I'll go to Lingjian Peak to find Yuntong, and I'll be back soon."

This is what Wen Yang said when he left Luhua Palace after breakfast.

Xi Heng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Little senior brother went to Lingjian Peak in the morning, but he left after a while," Yun Tong's answer flashed in his mind.

A heart hanging in mid-air seemed to be falling. At first it sank little by little. As time passed, the feeling of falling swept away. bitter.

"You..."

"always like this."

As soon as the words fell, Xi Heng seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and his eyes fell to a certain place precisely.

On the promenade, the young man's tall and straight figure walked quickly towards him, his clothes were slightly wet, and a pair of pale golden eyes were staring at this side as if they had fallen into the sea of ​​stars.

Wen Yang's movements were a little hasty. After he came out of the cold spring, he suddenly remembered what he had said, and he didn't have time to circulate the spiritual energy to dry the spring water around him.

If he came back with demon energy, it might arouse Xi Heng's suspicion, but pure spiritual power could not easily erase those cold spring water, so Wen Yang simply let it go, and went back to Dingchen Peak directly.

It's just that before he went back and changed his clothes, he saw someone waiting outside the hall.

All worries vanished the moment he saw the person he was waiting for, Xi Heng looked at Wen Yang who was running towards him, their eyes intertwined for a moment, his eyes fell on Wen Yang's body which was wet by spring water.

All the words that came to my lips turned into a distressed sentence, "How did this happen."

Xi Heng's voice was very soft, "Where did you go?"

Wen Yang said truthfully: "I went to soak in the cold spring, and forgot the time for a while."

After finishing speaking, Wen Yang looked at Xi Heng with a little surprise, his eyes fell between his slowly raised brows.

She didn't ask why he came back so late, she seemed to have been waiting for him here for a long time, but all she heard was a caring whisper, "Is it cold?"

Wen Yang shook his head, but there was a slight pause in his movements.

In the next second, just because he was firmly held in the arms, and his warm body contained his whole body, Wen Yang fell into Xi Heng's arms, and he was startled.

"I'm waiting for you."

The other party's low words came from above his head, Wen Yang forgot to respond to anything.

However, Xi Heng seemed to not need his answer, and continued, "Don't forget it in the future."

The voice in his ears seemed to come from far away, but it seemed to be very close at hand, but the frosty breath was full of warmth, enveloping him deeply.

It was Xi Heng who hugged him.

After Wen Yang realized it, he realized it.

What did he say?

Can't hear clearly.

Wen Yang raised his hand little by little under the shackles of Xi Heng's hands, and finally landed on his chest again.

It seems to be broken.

The mood that just calmed down this afternoon seems to be...

It's messed up again.