Master is different

Wen Yang's mind was confused, and he couldn't wait for Xi Heng to continue to speak for a long time. He opened his lips again, staring at Xi Heng with his red golden eyes, and asked in a cold tone, "Why did the monster rise?" .”

Since Xi Heng said this, there must be a reason for the incident, and the appearance of the Warcraft 300 and [-] years ago was also particularly strange.

Wen Yang's breathing gradually became heavy, and before he knew it, a bloody smell filled his lips - he bit the tip of his own tongue.

Bright red blood continuously oozes from the tip of the broken tongue, and the saliva in the mouth soaked the wound, causing bursts of stinging pain, but Wen Yang seemed not to notice it, and looked at Xi Heng who was sitting opposite him, looking for an answer.

Xi Heng's heart trembled violently, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and it was difficult to make a sound. The bloody smell became thicker, and his fingers covered in his sleeves were tightly curled up, and the bones clicked.

The pain in his heart intensified every minute and every second, his arms trembled slightly, and with every breath he restrained himself from impulsively hugging him into his arms.

"That person is dead." Xi Heng said slowly.

The Warcraft riot 300 years ago was indeed deliberately done by someone, but after the tide of Warcraft subsided, that person was also killed by people from the Nine Sects, and people from the spirit world were invited at the beginning—but this time The matter has long been suppressed, and no one else knows except those who participated in the matter at that time.

Wen Yang was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence.

After being demonized back then, he practiced desperately. There seemed to be a majestic force in his body, as if it was stored in his body and was suddenly released. Wen Yang advanced rapidly.

Conquering monsters, winning the position of Demon Lord, clearing up the internal strife in the Demon Realm, all kinds of things happened one after another. After Wen Yang dealt with everything—it has been a hundred years, the first thing he did was to go to the Demon Realm again border.

After that, Wen Yang often went there.

It was there that he picked up Bai Lin.

When I look back and recall, I will check what happened at that time. Those past events have long been buried by caring people.

Even if he becomes a demon king, he can't do everything he wants.

Even up to now, among the top ten demon generals in the demon world, there are still those who have not completely surrendered to others.

And it seems unrealistic to kill all of them.

So Wen Yang didn't kill him after all, fortunately those demons knew his tricks, after that they calmed down and behaved as honestly as possible.

At that time, Wen Yang only heard about some trivial matters from his subordinates, but at this moment, he raised his eyelids and looked at Xi Heng.

Xi Heng...

He was the one who took over the Xuanxian Sect 300 years ago.

·

The Xuanyin Immortal Venerable of the Shangxuan Immortal Sect was seated, and later Xi Heng took over as the head of the sect—but whether Xuan Yin was seated or something else, it seems a bit tricky.

It was only when Xi Heng mentioned it that Wen Yang realized a sliver of the truth.

After hearing him say that the person died, under Wen Yang's questioning, Xi Heng continued: "Family, Master Xuan Yin Immortal Venerable uses his own cultivation as collateral to suppress that person in the Soul Refining Pagoda."

Xi Heng's voice was soft and inexplicably comforting. Although few people knew about this matter, it was not impossible to reveal it.

What's more... If Chaoye is really Yang'er, what else can he not say to him.

Qing Lingling's voice touched my ears, as if it could comfort people's hearts, Wen Yang also recovered from the edge of the initial outburst, and now he was able to listen to Xi Heng's words objectively.

When Li Wangxian was hesitating, he noticed that there was a momentary pause when Xi Heng first said Xuan Yin.

Why is this so...

Wen Yang's eyes flickered, and his lips were slightly pursed. This is not what he should ask in his current capacity, so Wen Yang closed his lips and stopped asking him any more.

Xi Heng looked at him, and said something in a low voice, and seemed to sigh slightly during the period, "Are you injured?"

Gentle tone, with a bit of familiarity.

In a daze, Wen Yang thought it was Xi Heng who recognized him, but in the next second he denied it.

Not to mention that he was wearing a mask, and his body shape also changed as the effect of the Lingbao disappeared, revealing his original appearance. Moreover, Wen Yang was sure that his current temperament change was the same as when he was with Xi Heng. Yang' is totally different.

Xi Heng...

Absolutely did not recognize him.

Wen Yang responded, "Nothing."

It was still that indifferent tone, but at this moment, his emotions seemed to have calmed down.

Xi Heng looked at him, and his gaze unconsciously swept across Wen Yang's face covered by half of the mask. After the pain dissipated, his heart started beating wildly again, and his fingertips also trembled.

For a long time, Wen Yang used his original appearance to appear in front of Xi Heng when he was in Xuanxianzong.

He still looks like the boy he met at the border of the demon world.

But from a distance, Xi Heng's gaze landed on Wen Yang's jawline, tracing his Yang'er—the grown-up Yang'er.

For a moment, Xi Heng wanted to step forward and take off the obstructive mask.

***

Wen Yang didn't get along with Xi Heng for too long, and after he learned what he wanted to know, he issued a new order to expel Xi Heng.

This time Xi Heng didn't stay any longer, and gave him a deep look before leaving.

Wen Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Until Jin Xing walked in.

Wen Shuang and Liu Zejun also entered the room one after another, "My lord, just now I heard the disciples from the cultivation world discussing outside. It turns out that the people from the Nine Sects gathered here not only because of the monsters."

After Wen Shuang finished speaking, Liu Zejun continued, "There is still the spirit of the nether world."

Wen Shuang nodded, then frowned again, "I heard that the Netherworld is located in the boundless sea, and it is separated from the mortal world. How could the Netherworld appear here?"

The fact that the Nether World was sealed into the Boundless Sea was not publicized, and the matter was too long ago. People who knew it avoided talking about it, and few people behind it knew about it. Therefore, in Wen Shuang's understanding, The nether world is only located in the boundless sea separated from the mortal world.

There are various rumors, and it is impossible to study the specific reasons, and it is impossible to know.

Wen Yang did not participate in the discussion between the two, but squinted at Jin Xing who had been looking at him since entering the room.

Seeing this, Jin Xing lowered his head.

Wen Yang withdrew his gaze, and said to Wen Shuang and Liu Zejun who were still talking, "Check."

At this moment, the two of them had already guessed in their minds that the people of the Nine Sects actually kept them because of the Nether Qi.

And the facts are almost the same as what they guessed.

Seeing that her guess was approved by the Lord, the corners of Wen Shuang's lips twitched, "Yes, this subordinate will definitely investigate this matter."

Liu Zejun also saluted respectfully, following this line of thinking, the two began to investigate the source of the Nether Qi.

Nether Realm, there has been no news from the other five realms for many years...

***

Until the room was completely quiet, Wen Yang raised his head slightly, his eyes fell on the beams without focus, the mask still covered most of his face, only two thin lips were exposed.

The slightly loose robe fell a little along with his movements, revealing the white shoulders and neck, and the collarbone looming, but Wen Yang didn't notice it, his hair hung down behind him, and when he lay back—it covered the couch.

Wen Yang clutched the skirt of his chest with one hand, his finger bones turned white due to his strong force...

Xu Shi suddenly heard Xi Heng bring up the old matter again, which disturbed Wen Yang's mood, but he calmed down slowly in Xi Heng's soft words, and when he calmed down now, there was no more voice from that person around him, The depression in my heart started to pop up again.

The devilish energy suppressed by him before coming here showed signs of breaking through the confinement again.

Wen Yang took a deep breath.

Sure enough...he will still be influenced by Xi Heng.

This person...Only Xi Heng can make him like this.

Just at this time, the familiar breath fluctuation appeared outside the house again, as if the range was intentionally compressed, only Wen Yang could perceive it.

Then the soothing voice of the person outside the house sounded in my head, the sound transmission was like gurgling water flowing past my ears, it was light and shallow, "Can you come in?"

Wen Yang was startled, and instantly got up from the couch.

The door was opened, and he saw Xi Heng walk in.

Wearing a bright white shirt, walking into Wen Yang's field of vision with the light behind him.

Wen Yang looked at him: "Why is Immortal Venerable Li Wang coming here again?"

Before Xi Heng could reply, Wen Yang said again: "Is there anything else?"

Still with the look of 'Don't bother me if you have nothing to do', Xi Heng couldn't see his face clearly, it was half covered by the mask, but from his words, he heard a little familiarity.

It's his son...

Xi Heng has basically made up his mind.

Too many coincidences are facts, Xi Heng believes in his own judgment.

In addition to being distressed, seeing Wen Yang's attitude, he felt a burst of heat in his heart.

"Here to bring you medicine."

Xi Heng replied in a gentle voice.

·

When Xi Heng left, he made a special trip back to get medicine.

He was rarely injured on weekdays, and he hadn't been injured for more than a thousand years... That's why Xi Heng didn't bring any medicine with him.

And Wen Yang was also paused by his words.

to deliver medicine...

Before Wen Yang could utter any words of refusal, Xi Heng stepped forward, and the distance between the two drew closer, he lowered his head and stared at the figure beside the couch, his voice was low and deep, and the ending was a little hoarse, "Where is the injury? "

With a tone like coaxing a child, Xi Heng asked softly.

Wen Yang raised his eyes, Xi Heng said again: "Let me see."

The word "I" is used, which somehow shows a bit of intimacy.

Wen Yang's Adam's apple shrugged.

Xi Heng wanted him to take the initiative to open his mouth—ordinarily, he would have hugged him on his lap, opened his jaw and given him medicine without saying a word, but it's not enough for now...

Xi Heng glanced down at Wen Yang, his deep black eyes were full of affection.

Let him make trouble, and wait until he is happy and willing to confess to himself before talking.

Wen Yang frowned slightly after hearing his words, his golden eyes were flickering, Xi Heng... what does he mean by this.

After hearing Xi Heng's words, he raised his hand, holding a tube of ointment with two fingers, "Wipe it."

This was refined by Bifeng himself, and it has excellent efficacy, and it will be effective as soon as you use it.

Wen Yang took a look at the ointment, and his heart immediately understood.

He paused for two seconds, then stretched out his hand to Xiheng, with a slightly unnatural movement, "Give it to me."

Xi Heng's attitude made it difficult for Wen Yang to pretend to be a Demon Lord, and since he still came to deliver medicine to him, Wen Yang no longer maintained his identity.

Looking at the white knuckles of his outstretched hand, Xi Heng could easily see the lines on his palm, glanced at it briefly and looked back, but did not move.

Wen Yang frowned even tighter.

Xi Heng sighed, "Open your mouth."

His tone was a bit softer, knowing that Wen Yang still didn't want to confess to him, nor forced him, but the concern in his heart, and... the thoughts deep in his heart made Xi Heng unstoppable to approach.

Xi Heng repeated.

"let me see."

He continued to ask softly, "Are you okay?"