Always be relatives with Zha Gong [Quick time travel]

Lin Heng temporarily lived in the main hall, separated from Wenci's room by a wall.

There are few people in Ling Xiaofeng, quiet, as if isolated from the world, Lin Heng concentrates on healing his wounds, and puts his mind on Wen Ci, not paying attention to external affairs.

Lin Heng crossed his legs to adjust his breath, and in his dantian, the demon beads lingered circle after circle with black luster, mysterious and deep.

He was curious about what the pale golden pill that Wen Ci gave him that day not only suppressed the violent Demon God Bead from the heart to the dantian, healed his injuries, but also improved his cultivation.

It's just that he was a little worried.

Worried that Wen Ci would find the Demon God Orb in his body.

His identity this time is not only the demon clan, but also the only son of the demon god in the Three Realms who possesses the demon god bead.

Wen Ci hates the demon clan, so what about him, the son of the demon god?

If possible, Lin Heng hoped that Wen Ci would never find out.

For a while, he was frightened, but fortunately, Wen Ci's reaction was as indifferent as ever, and he was relieved.

"You are very proud." A voice suddenly sounded, breaking Lin Heng's thoughts.

Yun Heng, who did not know when he arrived, was dressed in black, with his hands crossed over his chest, with a gloomy complexion and eyes as deep as an abyss. The morning sun behind him fell on his body, as if it was covered with a layer of black mist.

Lifting his eyelids lightly, Lin Heng took in the jealousy in Yun Heng's eyes and ignored it.

Yun Heng took a deep breath, the anger in his eyes rolled violently, and he clenched his hands tightly.

He hates Lin Heng.

Hate his clear glass-like eyes.

Hate his attitude, in front of him, even if he is in an advantage, he still looks like a clown.

There is no doubt that Lin Heng has become his demon on the road to immortality.

Lin Hengsheng, he died.

Lin Heng died, he lived.

Suddenly, Yun Heng remembered something, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, faintly revealing the light of excitement and bloodthirsty.

He smiled strangely: "Lin Heng, cherish your present life."

Lin Heng raised his eyes again, only seeing the back of the boy in black leaving, determined and desperate.

He propped his chin with one hand, pondered what Yunheng said, and always felt that this person wanted to make trouble.

In fact, any conspiracies and schemes are not worth mentioning in the face of strong strength, but he is weak now and his injuries are not healed.

Insidious villain, you have to be more careful.

It was night, the moon was as cool as water, and the bright light coated everything with a silvery luster, softening the silent darkness.

In the room in the center of the main hall, candlelight flickered, outlining a handsome face.

The warmth of the candle light eased the coldness on the man's body.

In front of the desk, Wen Ci propped his forehead with one hand, flipping through a book with his slender, fair fingers.

The pages of the book are yellowed, showing how old it is.

Next to it are stacks of books.

After flipping through the book and closing it, on Ruyu's side face, bloodshot eyes could be seen faintly in the phoenix eyes, and a tired look appeared on the brows.

The phoenix eyes were lightly closed, she stretched out her fingertips, and gently rubbed the center of her brows.

half an hour.

Open your eyes, put the book you have read aside, and pick up another one.

The tattered and old writing, even the title of the book is blurred.

The word "magic" can be vaguely seen.

"Master."

The door was pushed open, and the black-clothed boy walked in. The range illuminated by the candle was limited, and the expression on the boy's face could not be seen clearly.

Wen Ci frowned slightly, then let go.

He glanced up, calm and emotionless.

His eyes fell on the book again, his round fingertips turned a page, his bright red lips parted slightly, and his voice was as cool as water: "What's the matter?"

Yun Heng's eyes stayed on the snow-white figure for a moment, his eyes were dark.

After a long time, he strengthened his mind.

Yun Heng approached step by step and stopped in front of the table, the two of them were separated by a table.

He knew that the lofty Wen Ci Xianzun didn't like letting people get close, even if it was him, a "life-saving benefactor".

One picture after another unconsciously flashed before his eyes.

The man in snow clothes was disheveled and came out of the side hall calmly.

A snow suit descended from the sky, like a god, abolished Yang Xuezhi, and left with Lin Heng in his arms.

……

Yun Heng's light-colored lips were tightened, and anger surged up, why, Lin Heng can do it, but he can't.

Obviously he is the "savior".

Obviously he has a peerless talent.

Firm under the hatred, he became firmer again, Yun Heng raised his leg and approached.

However, just as he took a step, the man raised his eyes.

Glanced lightly, with silent warning.

Unwilling to be reconciled, Yun Heng took another step.

Wen Ci frowned, his voice was a little colder than before: "What's the matter?"

A chill suddenly rose from the bottom of Yun Heng's heart, and he succumbed to his powerful instinct, making him take back the foot he had originally stepped forward.

For a moment, he thought of his dark childhood.

Facing him who is strong and weak, he will always be humiliated and trampled under the feet of others.

Yun Heng lowered his eyes, suppressing the crazily growing darkness in his eyes.

He raised his head, did not look directly at Wen Ci, and said as if he had made some major decision: "Master, let's become Taoist couples."

Wen Ci flicked through the books for a moment, then fell silent for two seconds, tilted his head slightly, Yun Heng lowered his eyes, he couldn't see the boy's emotions.

He opened his lips and asked, "Why?"

"Master, I regret it. I don't want to be your apprentice. I, I admire Master. Let's become Taoist couples."

Wen Ci recalled that day.

It was supposed to be the wedding day, but the demons invaded and slaughtered all the villagers.

The teenager didn't have time to put on the wedding dress, his face was burned by the fire, his facial features could not be seen, his throat was burned by the fire, his vocal cords were damaged, and he was unable to speak.

It took him ten days to rescue the boy and restore his appearance and voice, but the boy also lost his memory.

Wen Ci did not hide the matter of saving her life, and brought up marriage.

The young man refused, he didn't want to be a Taoist companion, but only wanted to be his apprentice, to cultivate immortality and attain the Tao.

Wen Ci agreed.

For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Ci blinked, then shifted his gaze to the book again, glanced at ten lines, turned a page, and said calmly: "I have made a choice, regretting is useless, it is late at night, let's go back."

got rejected.

Yun Heng's drooping eyes flickered with a strange light.

He smiled coldly, slightly mocking: "Master doesn't want to marry me, is it because he likes junior brother?"

Yun Heng's words were like a stone without the slightest precaution, falling on Wen Ci's heart lake.

Wen Ci's fingertips trembled, and his calm eyes swayed slightly, and after a moment, they returned to calm.

He didn't look at Yun Heng, and was silent for a few seconds, his tone was cold, as if stained with frost: "Go back."

Yun Heng could almost hear himself gnashing his teeth, he didn't deny it, did he admit it?

Yun Heng let out a soft snort, his closed eyes became more and more gloomy, and when he thought of something, he suddenly let go of his tightly clenched hands.

He laughed: "Master, this disciple was joking just now, don't be angry, disciple will go back now, it's late at night, Master, go to bed early."

Soon, Yun Heng left.

Wen Ci continued to read as if he hadn't heard Yun Heng's words.

For a long time, the book failed to turn a page.

Rubbing between his brows with his fingertips, he slowly closed the book.

His gaze inadvertently fell on the slightly flickering candlelight.

The warm candlelight suddenly reflected an aggressive and handsome face, which disappeared in a flash.

Wen Ci stared blankly for a moment, then got up and left the room.

In the room separated by a wall, on the bed, the teenager was sleeping, covered with a quilt, with his hands crossed neatly on his abdomen.

Without candles, the room was dark.

A slender figure stood in front of the bed with his hands behind his back, his eyes kept falling on the young man for an unknown how long.

He can see at night, even in the dark, he can still see the youthful face clearly.

However, due to the dim light, it added a bit of hazy feeling.

In the darkness, it seemed that something was breaking through the ground little by little, taking root and sprouting.

The person on the bed suddenly uttered vague ravings and turned his body.

Wen Ci's heart trembled, and he hurriedly turned and left.

The moment she turned around, her body paused, and a gleam of light flashed across her slightly cool eyes.

In the next second, the coldness and calmness in the phoenix eyes were swept away, the eyelids were lifted slightly, and the waves of eyes flowed, revealing a hint of charm.

The man's white fingers gently wrapped around a lock of black hair, with a flirtatious temperament, and his bright red lips whispered two words: "Idiot."

He turned around, and his naked eyes fell on the boy's face, which was as hot as fire, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

The man approached step by step, sat down by the bed, and stroked the boy's face with his jade fingers.

"Tsk tsk, it's really tender."

Lifting the quilt, he pouted his buttocks slightly, and crawled into the inner side of the bed lightly.

Lin Heng was half asleep and half awake, always feeling that someone was watching him. Later, that person seemed to climb into bed.

He opened his eyes sharply.

A familiar face came into view.

"Master, Master." Lin Heng's pupils dilated and he lost his voice.

The man paused for a moment, then he did it slowly and straightened his clothes.

The man rolled his eyes at the young man, and hummed softly in dissatisfaction, the ending sound rose like a small hook, stirring his heartstrings: "Hmph, who is your master, open your eyes to see clearly, I am A Ci, it is you sweetheart baby."

Lin Heng blinked his eyes, and let go of his heart.

It was indeed Ah Ci, that person would never be able to say the words "darling baby".

In a blink of an eye, Ah Ci had already entered the inner side of the bed, and hugged him tightly, not letting go.

Ah Ci hummed in his arms, listening to the rising ending sound, he seemed to be in a good mood.

He lightly beat Lin Heng with his fist, and snorted: "Tell me, don't you miss me at all, so you admit your mistake."

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment, only calling for injustice.

In the dark night, it would be good if he could recognize this face without being frightened.

"Tell me, do you have other goblins outside?" Ah Ci raised his head, biting Lin Heng's chin lightly with his white teeth, making a fierce look, "If you don't make it clear, I will kill you you."

Ah Ci bared his teeth, pretending to be fierce.

But with such a jade-like face and his appearance, not only is he not fierce, but he also looks quite cute.

Lin Heng resisted the urge to pinch his face, and explained: "There are no other goblins, only you are enough."

When the words fell, his chin was bitten by Ah Ci.

Lin Heng gasped, it wasn't the pain, but the crispness.

A Ci raised his eyes and stared at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Lin Heng nodded, with a sly look in his eyes, Lin Heng leaned into Ah Ci's ear and whispered a word.

After the words fell, the person in his arms froze suddenly, only to hear him angrily: "Rogue."

Ah Ci reached out and rubbed his earlobe.

His ears must be red, right?

Fortunately, the surrounding area was pitch black, otherwise Lin Heng would definitely have seen it.

If you are not seductive, you will be teased.

shame!

The two hugged each other and lay down, Ah Ci curled up in Lin Heng's arms like a cat.

Before, Lin Heng was afraid that his sleeping position would be uncomfortable and wanted him to lie on his back.

Ah Ci was unwilling, probably because he was afraid that Lin Heng would be angry.

He fell asleep on his back.

But as soon as he fell asleep, he naturally curled up in Lin Heng's arms again.

After that, he didn't force it anymore.

Lin Heng put his hand on Ah Ci's back and patted it lightly.

Sleeping curled up is a sign of insecurity.

Thinking of Ah Ci's childhood, Lin Heng felt a slight pain in his heart, and hugged the person in his arms tightly.

Suddenly, his body froze and his breathing became short of breath.

Lin Heng held down that restless hand, endured his dryness, and lightly reprimanded: "Don't make trouble."

His voice was very soft and had no deterrent effect, and Ah Ci was very courageous.

After a pause, he became unscrupulous again.

He hummed in Lin Heng's arms, with a rising end, a little proud.

Lin Heng clenched his hands tightly, restraining himself.

"Ah, Ci!" Lin Heng paused every word, gritted his teeth, and used great self-control to slap off Ah Ci's presumptuous hand again.

"Sleep." He emphasized his tone, almost commanding.

Ah Ci whimpered in his arms, didn't sleep, and seemed more and more unscrupulous.

Lin Heng suddenly turned his head to look at him, his eyes darker than the night, dizzy with the scorching temperature: "A Ci, you delivered it to the door yourself."

The already sharp-edged appearance now adds a bit of aggressiveness.

His eyes were faint, as if he wanted to tear apart the imprisoned person into his stomach.

What a beast.

It was just for fun and wanted to ignite a fire, to be seductive, but I never thought that the flame would ignite into a raging fire in an instant.

As if realizing something, he thought, he is burning himself on fire!

Ah Ci pitifully: "I was wrong."

Lin Heng's eyes imitated the perfect lines on his outline wantonly, and his already gloomy voice became a little hoarse. In the silent night, it was very seductive.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished."

Ah Ci's eyes were full of mist, he was wronged and begged for mercy, but this appearance made Lin Heng want to bully him even more.

"I was wrong, really wrong."

"I don't dare any more."

"..."

Ah Ci was pitiful, and admitted his mistake very seriously, and even squeezed out tears, hanging on his slender eyelashes.

Lin Heng remained silent and looked at him carefully.

After a long time, seeing that Lin Heng was indifferent, Ah Ci gritted his teeth, suddenly closed his eyes, opened his arms, and lay flat: "Come on."

Lin Heng looked at his appearance of "seeing death as home", and burst out laughing.

He kissed the corner of Ah Ci's eyes.

"Okay, stop teasing you, go to bed."

Ah Ci was stunned, and was hugged in his arms foolishly, with his face pressed against the chest of the person beside him. In the silent night, he could clearly hear the heartbeat in the boy's chest.

One after another, resounding.

Ah Ci's heart also beat with the frequency of his heartbeat, and his heart felt at ease like never before.

The next morning, Wen Ci opened his eyes.

In front of him was a desk with books under his hands as a pillow. On the table, the candlelight had been extinguished at some point.

The round fingertips pinched the eyebrows. Did he fall asleep at his desk last night?

Last night, he was reading a book, Yun Heng came and left, after that, he went to the next room, and after that...

Suddenly remembered something, he suddenly raised his eyes.

The dark room, the two hugging each other, the warm and flirty love-talk, the intimate kiss, the aggressive eyes of the boy like a beast...

and also……

He looked down at his hand, it seemed that the hot touch still remained.

Wen Ci's cheeks were hot.

He, how could he have such a dream.

Yes, Wen Ci thought it was a dream.

He was determined not to say the words "little darling".

Why do you have such a dream?

Thinking every day, dreaming at night?

Wen Ci's pupils suddenly dilated, no, it's impossible.

Wen Ci went out in a panic, and happened to meet Lin Heng.

Lin Heng saw at a glance that it was not Ah Ci, and said, "Master, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Ci flew away.

Yes, it flew away, leaving him with a snow-white back, which could not be seen in the blink of an eye.

Lin Heng blinked his eyes, why did he feel that Master was hiding from him, he hadn't finished speaking yet.

On the same day, Lin Heng was notified that he had to move back to the side hall.

Lin Heng was reluctant and did not refute, and obediently returned to the side hall.

I always feel that Master is weird.

That night, when Lin Heng was about to fall asleep, something flew in from the window and stuck on the bedpost.

Lin Heng shuddered and took the things off.

The folded paper was slowly opened.

[Qi Feng is in my hands, I want to save him, come to Huang Yufeng, before the time comes, take his body. 】

Not signed.

Lin Heng's eyes turned cold, and he made a little guess.

This person must be Yun Heng.

Has it finally started?

Threatening yourself with Qi Feng?

Qi Feng is a good-natured boy, and one of the few friends of Lin Heng in this world.

Lin Heng knew that his strength was temporarily inferior to Yun Heng's.

After thinking for a while, he left the side hall and went to the main hall where Wen Ci was.

The main hall is dark and uninhabited.

Wen Ci is not there.

He got off Ling Xiao Peak and headed towards the place where Qi Feng lived.

Before arriving, several disciples looked for Qi Feng.

Qi Feng, as expected, disappeared.

Lin Heng gave the note to his disciples and rushed to Huang Yufeng first.

At that time, when he first arrived at Zishi, on Huang Yufeng, Qi Feng fell unconscious on the ground, nothing else.

"This matter is a bit abnormal, and I will report it to the deacon tomorrow." After the disciples thanked Lin Heng, they left with the unconscious Qi Feng.

On the way back, I couldn't figure it out.

What does Yunheng mean?

He thought that Huang Yufeng had some kind of trap waiting for him, but there was nothing but a comatose Qi Feng.

Lin Heng went back to the side hall room in thought.

Stepping into the house, he immediately sensed something was wrong.

In the room, there was a faint smell of blood, mixed with a smell of powder.

Is there a woman hiding in the room?

Lin Heng was alert and approached carefully, the smell came from the other side of the bed.

The quilt bulged, and Lin Heng's sword slammed it aside, revealing what was under the quilt.

It's not a thing, it's a woman, someone I've met once, and someone who impresses me.

Yang Xuezhi.

Yang Xuezhi was lying on the bed, her pupils dilated, her clothes were messy, revealing her bruised skin, and on her neck, there was a crimson pinch mark.

Yang Xuezhi was raped and strangled to death.

In an instant, Lin Heng wanted to understand something.

Tune the tiger away from the mountain.

Outside the door, someone flew over and saw everything in the house at a glance.

"It's the young palace master, she was actually..."

"You bastard, how could you..."

"..."

The stolen goods were seized together, and there was a lot of abuse. Lin Heng held his sword tightly, and his eyes fell on a black figure in the crowd.

Cloud, Heng!

"The Immortal Venerable Wen Ci is here."

The crowd dispersed, and the snow-white figure descended like a god.

Immediately, someone stepped forward and reported the matter to him in a heartbroken manner.

Wen Ci remained calm, glanced at Yang Xuezhi who was already dressed and dying, and then his gaze fell on Lin Heng again.

Lin Heng stepped forward, grabbed his sleeve, and lifted his lips: "Master, I didn't do it, trust me."