Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

After Wen Ci got drunk, he tossed and cried, Lin Heng didn't have the heart to think about the previous emotion-movement, he didn't want to do it while others were in danger.

After a long time, the man fell asleep in his arms, his swollen fingers tightly clutching his skirt. Lin Heng tried several times, but he couldn't pull it open, and he couldn't bear to open it.

He stretched out his hand and wiped away the tears on Wen Ci's face with his fingertips. The temperature of the tears was icy cold.

What is it that made you cry so sadly.

Even when he was asleep, his brows were still furrowed uneasily, Lin Heng smoothed his fingertips a little bit, and finally couldn't help it, and kissed his smooth forehead.

I'd rather you be cold than see you cry.

Hold the person in your arms tightly, close your eyes, in the silent night, the two of you sleep in each other's embrace, a rare tranquility.

Early the next morning, before Wen Ci woke up, Lin Heng woke up.

He understands Wen Ci, and Wen Ci accepts matters between husband and wife, but he still doesn't like getting close to other people, including him.

Outside the window, the distant sea level can be seen showing light. Inside the house, the light is still dim, and only the vague outline of the person in the arms can be outlined. It is a bit less cold and unearthly in the past, and there is more of a kind of hazyness that is easy to get close to. beautiful.

Lin Heng looked at it for a while, then reluctantly looked away.

After washing, they picked up their clothes and went outside to the creek.

Although it was early in the morning, some people were already busy. Among the women by the stream, there was only Lin Heng, a young man, who did not look down on him, and treated him very kindly.

Take out a piece of underwear from the wooden basin, soak it in water, apply soap locust after soaking it, and scrub it gently. He washes it very carefully. Apart from his own love of cleanliness, the family member is also a clean freak. .

While doing laundry, I heard an unexpected news.

Yun Heng actually came to Lingxi Village yesterday.

He was rescued from the mountains.

Yun Heng, the slag Gong of this world, is a gloomy person who only cares about his strength. In order to gain great strength, he will never break his hands.

Lin Heng became vigilant all of a sudden, he had to guard against this person meeting Wen Ci. Thinking of the misunderstanding in the book that led to all tragedies, he became irritable.

After taking a bath, I picked up the wooden basin and went back. I happened to meet a middle-aged villager leaving with a young man on his back, saying that he was going to find a doctor.

When passing by them, Lin Heng glanced casually, and his eyes paused. The boy's facial features seemed to have been scorched by a fire, without a piece of good skin, extending all the way to his neck. At first glance, it was very scary.

The timid villagers couldn't help but take a step back.

He suddenly opened his eyes, looked around, passed by Lin Hengshi, and the two looked at each other.

His pupils are very black, hiding an extremely deep ink color, very calm, like stagnant water that has no waves no matter how much it is stirred.

Lin Heng saw the gloom under those dark eyes, and he couldn't see through any emotions that were tightly suppressed under the gloom.

With a quick glance, Lin Heng had engraved Yun Heng in his mind.

There is no doubt that it is an extremely dangerous person.

After drying the clothes, Lin Heng opened the door.

Inadvertently, I happened to see Wen Ci groping for a change of underwear, only half put on, and the exposed skin was even fairer than that snow coat.

Wen Ci paused.

After two seconds.

He picked up the corners of the underwear with his fingers, and continued to dress, taking his time and taking his time.

To be able to make the process of dressing so pleasing to the eye, there is only one person in front of him.

Lin Heng picked up the undershirt he had changed, and there was still the warmth and cold fragrance from the man's body, and in an instant, his mind was shaken.

After looking carefully, there is a light wine stain on the collar, no wonder it will be replaced.

Now that he was back, Lin Heng habitually picked up Wen Ci's coat and helped him put it on.

Wen Ci asked about last night, and he seemed to know nothing about holding him and crying after he was drunk.

Lin Heng only said that he fell asleep after getting drunk.

Crying, hugging him, asking him to coax him, these things are not in line with a cold fairy, so let's not talk about them.

He took out the ointment and continued to apply the ointment to Wen Ci's hands. His fingers were no longer swollen, but they were still red.

When applying the medicine, Lin Heng rarely showed a strong aura, and asked him not to play the piano until his hand was healed.

Wen Ci nodded slightly, Lin Heng thought his obedient appearance was cute.

It is probably because you can't see your eyes that you have such an illusion.

"Tomorrow night, my eyesight will probably recover. After we get married, I will take you back to the Chengtian faction."

Wen Ci's identity had already been disclosed to Lin Heng.

After returning home, if Lin Heng can cultivate, Wen Ci will teach him. If he does not have spiritual roots, he cannot practice. In just a hundred years, Wen Ci will accompany him until the end of his life.

These are Wen Ci's original words, they are promises and responsibilities, but they have no feelings.

The evening of the next day was an auspicious day for their marriage.

Lin Heng specifically asked Su's father, and Su's mother as an elder to help.

Lin Heng only wore the big red wedding dress twice, the first time was with An An, the wedding dress was gorgeous and solemn, this time, it was much simpler, but the style was novel, he designed it himself, and let the tailor rush to make it.

However, he was very vulgar, and childishly embroidered the word "Heng Ci" on the side of the cuffs of the two of them. He embroidered it himself.

From the day before they get married to the moment they get married, they cannot meet each other.

Mother Su suggested that Wen Ci live in her home for the time being.

I thought the cleanliness Wen Ci would disagree, but I didn't expect to nod.

This time, it was only noon, and there was still a long time before the wedding.

Su Qiaoer knocked on the door and came in, and saw a young man who was fiddling with wedding clothes.

He held it carefully, like a treasure.

Su Qiaoer came over, and what she saw was the silly smile on the corner of his lips, and the joy that could not be concealed in his brows and eyes.

Although she is not the one who married him, Su Qiaoer is still happy for him, if he is happy, she is naturally happy too.

"Brother Ah Heng, congratulations." The little girl curled her lips into a smile, restraining her usual lively playfulness, her eyes filled with sincere blessings.

The smile on Lin Heng's eyebrows faded away again, and he habitually reached out to touch her head and gestured.

【Thanks.By the way, brother can help you notice what kind of boy you like. 】

Like you like this.

Su Qiaoer lifted her light red lips, and swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.

It's true, but it can't be said.

With her hands behind her back, Su Qiaoer raised her chin slightly: "The person I like, first, must be good-looking."

Su Qiaoer glanced at him lightly, paused and spoke again.

"Second, you have to have a good personality." She has never read a book, and she doesn't have any fancy words to describe it, but she can't stop talking.

"For example, you must be able to cook, and you must be gentle and polite...Of course, the most important thing is to treat me well."

She tilted her little head, and added five words emphatically: "Be single-minded."

Lin Heng nodded.

[Okay, brother will definitely help you find a good husband. 】

Su Qiaoer swallowed the bitterness in her throat, blinked her eyes, and smiled, as bright as the sun: "Okay, I will wait."

Accompanied by her voice, there was also an abnormality in the sky.

The sun was still scorching just a second ago, but in this second, it was actually dark, as if the day had turned into night in the blink of an eye.

Lin Heng's heart tightened, and his uneasiness quickly spread.

"Brother Ah Heng, what's going on?" The little girl was startled by the sudden darkness, and instinctively grabbed the hand of the person beside her.

Soon, the noise sounded.

Screams, footsteps, roars...

Lin Heng quickly recalled the plot in the book, but found nothing.

His time travel was actually ahead of schedule. In the beginning of the book, Yun Heng and he had joined the Chengtian Sect and became Wen Ci's apprentices.

The misunderstanding has already been buried, and the specific separation of "Lin Heng" and Wen Ci has not been written.

Lin Heng signaled Su Qiaoer to stay in the room, and he went out to have a look.

"No, Brother Ah Heng, I want to accompany you." The little girl was rarely disobedient and stubborn.

Lin Heng had no choice but to protect her behind him, opened the door, and everything he saw made his pupils dilate suddenly.

Wisps of black air scattered in all directions, covering the entire village, cutting off the sunlight and making it difficult to see clearly.

One by one, the "people" who were covered in black mist and could not see their faces clearly were being slaughtered.

Old people, children, women, young people...

Wherever they passed, killings broke out, bloody.

Demons.

It is still suppressing the demons at the bottom of the abyss of evil.

How did they appear here.

Among the flying sand and rocks, houses were destroyed and collapsed.

At this time, the demonic energy in the palm of a demon clan condensed and blasted in one direction, where an old woman stood.

Su Qiaoer's exclamation suddenly sounded from behind: "Mother..."

In this bloody massacre, suddenly a ray of light broke through the darkness, broke through the evil energy, and saved Su's mother.

All the movements of the demons are stagnant, looking at the person coming.

The visitor was dressed in red, outlining a slender figure, and the white silk covering his eyes was changed to red at some point.

The red clothes are like fire, like a god descending from the earth.

It was the first time Lin Heng saw him wearing clothes of other colors besides the snow clothes. They were so beautiful and soul-stirring.

Wen Ci held a snow sword in his hand, wherever he passed, the demon energy dissipated, and the demon clan was killed.

Even if he couldn't see it, he still used his sword to kill one demon, and soon, he was surrounded by demons.

"He's a cultivator, so he must be delicious. Come on, tear up his skin-meat."

There are too many demons, and the demons in the sinful abyss are powerful.

Some people were besieged and killed, but some people were still being slaughtered.

In just a few seconds, a lot of corpses and blood were added.

Lin Heng is just an ordinary person now, facing the demons, he will surely die, so he can only look for opportunities to avoid and save the affected villagers.

Lin Heng saved another child again, and raised his eyes to look in Wen Ci's direction.

There, a large number of demons were killed, and Wen Ci fought against tens of thousands of demons with the strength of one person.

His injuries haven't healed yet.

Sure enough, he couldn't dodge in time, he was hit in the chest, and the blood spilled from the corner of his lips, which was more glaring than the red clothes.

Lin Heng's heart twitched, hating his own incompetence.

Not daring to look any further, Lin Heng continued to look for opportunities to save others. When he was going to save the next woman, Su Qiaoer cried out in surprise.

"Brother Ah Heng, be careful."

Lin Heng turned around, and saw a group of demon energy with powerful power coming towards him quickly.

Once injured, there is no doubt that he will die.

Too close to hide.

His body was suddenly pushed away, and a slender figure stood in front of him.

The powerful magic power directly lifted the two of them into the air.

Lin Heng was injured and fell in front of a house, and another figure fell, accompanied by a muffled groan.

Lin Heng only felt that his viscera were all torn apart, and there was a tearing pain.

Enduring the pain, he crawled with difficulty, half-embracing the man in his arms.

In the arms, the little girl who was smiling brightly not long ago has turned into ashes, blood is spitting out from her mouth almost non-stop.

It hurts, it hurts.

She grabbed Lin Heng's clothes, but couldn't speak a word because of the pain.

Lin Heng held her tremblingly in his arms, whimpering.

Su Qiaoer desperately suppressed the fishy sweetness that came up again and again, and finally spoke.

Every word she uttered felt like something crushed the side of her chest, it hurt too much, but, but she didn't want to see Brother Ah Heng cry.

"No, don't cry." She wanted to raise her hand to wipe away his tears, but only her fingertips were trembling, and the bones in her hand seemed to be crushed, and she couldn't lift it up.

"I can get to know Brother Ah Heng, really, very happy..." Being able to like Brother Ah Heng is the happiest thing in Qiaoer's life.

But, I'm not good enough, so I can't make Ah Heng like him.

Ah Heng kept shaking his head, motioning her not to speak, he saw the pain she was enduring when she spoke.

For such a petite girl who would cry even when she was pricked by a needle, how could he bear to see her hurt like this.

But now, she didn't cry, what was still reflected in her clear pupils was his appearance.

With the dilation of pupils, Su Qiaoer seemed to engrave her brother Ah Heng into her soul.

"Ruyi, Mr. Lang, Qiaoer, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait."

"Brother Ah Heng, actually, I've always wanted to say, say, I..."

The last word had exhausted all her strength.

Her eyes closed feebly, her life passed by, and she bid farewell to this world and her favorite brother Ah Heng.

Brother Ah Heng, actually, I have always wanted to say, I like you.

Unfortunately, there is no chance again.

If there is a next life where I can meet you again, please allow me to be greedy and give me a little of what you like, not too much, just a little.

As Su Qiaoer closed her eyes, the room around them also collapsed suddenly, and Lin Heng, who had already lost all internal organs, was buried together with Su Qiaoer.

After massacring a wave of demons again, Wen Ci seemed to shout, but suddenly, he looked in the direction of Lin Heng, so that he was hit again.

At this time, the black mist was suddenly broken from the outside, and immortal cultivators with swords came galloping one by one.

"Immortal Venerable."

"Gentle resignation to Immortal Venerable."

They saw Wen Ci who was besieged at a glance.

With their joining, more and more demons were wiped out.

The demons retreated steadily, and finally, except for the few who fled, all died.

The red silk on Wen Ci's eyes was lifted by the wind, and suddenly fell to the ground.

He slowly opened his eyes, his vision turned from dark to blurry, and then gradually became clearer.

In the originally bustling small village, corpses were everywhere, the smell of blood permeated the air, and there was even a big fire that did not know when it had ignited.

Here, the dead air is heavy, except for them, there is no breath of living people.

"Everyone, search for living people." Leaving one sentence behind, Wen Ci went to Lin Heng's house in his memory.

The house had collapsed and caught fire, and a young man was unconscious, wearing the same red wedding dress as him.

is it him?

Wen Ci sniffed at him, he was still breathing, and he was relieved.

Someone came over and said, "Xianzun, everyone is dead."

With their backs turned to their warm words, they were silent for a long time, and then said: "Bury them well."

In Lin Heng, who was already dead, the Demon God Orb in his body was activated at the moment of death.

Lin Heng, who was buried under the house, opened his eyes with difficulty.

In his blurred vision, he saw a red figure holding a boy in black in his arms, walking away gradually.

"Don't, don't go."

For more than ten years, he has not spoken, his voice is hoarse, he has no strength, and his voice is so small that he can hardly hear himself.

The red figure was getting further and further away, and it didn't take long before it completely disappeared from sight.

Lin Heng slowly closed his eyes.

Embracing the boy's warm words, he suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned to look in the direction of the village.

"Xianzun, but what else?"

Wen Ci's eyes were calm, and after a moment of silence, he stepped away without looking back.