Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Putting his sword bones under the pillow, Xie Ziyou rubbed his face vigorously, trying to soften his facial features, and then opened the door.

The lady in the pink skirt entered in, using the fingertips dyed with Yin Hong Kou Dan to lift Xie Ziyou's chin, and after looking at it carefully, the worry in her eyes faded a little.

Wang Yun's fingernails were sharp and slightly cool, pressing against the soft skin of Xie Ziyou's chin, making people feel like being pressed against the throat by a blade.

The look she looked at was also weird. Although the worry in her eyes was heavy, her expression was clear, unlike a true mother who was worried about the youngest son who died in desperation, but...

It's as if I'm feeling distressed about a precious treasure. Observe that it may have cracks.

Xie Ziyou was very uncomfortable when she saw her, turning her head slightly, and whispered: "I'm fine, mother don't have to worry."

Wang Yun just smiled, put out his palm, and gently stroked Xie Ziyou's cheek.

She wore several rings on her fingers, both gold and jade. The cold nicks brushed Xie Ziyou's cheeks, and there were thin red marks that were slightly painful.

"You scared me and your father to death," Wang Yun angrily said, "Good, what secrets to explore? That secret is a place where people can eat people without spitting out bones, and the young master of the He family planted in it. I am alive and kicking, but I am carried back-if you have something wrong, what can I do with your father?"

The woman's tone was sad, her breathing was rapid, her large-scale chest undulated violently, and her eyebrows and eyebrows had a clear look of fear.

Xie Ziyou was stunned for a moment, suddenly a little guilty.

He played the villain himself, and he always regarded the Xie family as villains, and he didn't want to make friends with them.

But at this moment, I caught a glimpse of Wang Yun's lingering palpitations. Xie Ziyou, who hadn't seen his family for a long time, couldn't help feeling surging. He wondered if he had too much inherent impression and always looked at the two people with a prejudice, but ignored the truth?

They are indeed not good people. They are cruel and cruel to Xie Heng, but for the biological son of "Xie Ziyou", maybe... is really caring?

Thinking about it this way, Xie Ziyou's tone also softened, put a bit of precautions, and softly comforted: "Mother, am I not coming back well?"

"Yes, fortunately you came back safely." Wang Yun looked at Xie Ziyou's eyebrows carefully, and finally a smile appeared on his face, "Mother's second half of her life will depend on you, You'er, you can't let your mother down. "

Xie Ziyou laughed dryly: "It must be."

After crossing, he has been deliberately avoiding these cheap parents, and at this moment, he is also very embarrassed to get along with each other. After racking his brains and thinking for a while, he finally thinks of a point where he can talk to Wang.

Xie Ziyou smiled obediently, with some youthful playfulness and pride in his tone, and said, "Mother, in fact, when I went to the secret realm this time, my cultivation level has improved again."

Wang Yun said, "The cultivation level is not important, just practice it. You'er, you will stay at home obediently in the future, don't run around, don't worry about your mother anymore."

Xie Ziyou wondered how to do that. He also planned to set off immediately to find Xie Heng in the Xuan Lingzong who had never heard of it.

Besides, Wang Yun stripped the protagonist's sword bones, didn't he just want his own son to stand out?

Why now, say something that is not important to the cultivation base?

Xie Ziyou frowned suspiciously, but he didn't think much.

In order to dispel Wang Yun’s worries about “going out to experience”, Xie Ziyou thought for a while and said calmly: “In fact, when I came back from the secret realm this time, besides the cultivation base, I have other adventures. I always feel that my body is more transparent and my profound energy works better. Quick, the speed of absorbing aura is also faster."

He was talking about the changes in the body after suffering the power of chaos in the space channel—the coma for dozens of days was not only because of the mental turmoil, but also because the body had to adapt to the new mode of mysterious power operation.

Xie Ziyou just woke up just now, and Xie Ziyou didn't feel much.

At this moment, he calmed down, but he could clearly feel that his affinity for profound energy had increased. There was no need to deliberately cultivate, and there was a steady flow of spiritual energy flowing into the acupuncture points in his body.

Xie Ziyou didn't think this was a major event, but only thought it was a subsidiary effect of cultivation level promotion.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yun listened, but his reaction was extremely intense. Her eyes widened suddenly, the end of her gorgeous rouge raised her eyebrows in joy, and she blurted out: "Are you getting the hang of it?"

Xie Ziyou: "???"

What do you mean?

Scold me for being stupid?

The young man was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to say anything.

The woman in front of him suddenly pressed his shoulders, pushed him into the house, and said with a straight face: "You stay in the house. You are not allowed to go anywhere. I will ask your father to come and have a look."

Wang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a sharp sharpness between Liu Pan's charming eyebrows.

She picked up the hem of her skirt, strode out the door in small steps, and did not forget to shout to the servant waiting at the door: "Watch him, don't let him go out!"

The figure of the woman Feng Yun disappeared outside the door, and then the red wooden door snapped to death. The sunlight was cut off by a knife, and the room was suddenly dim and silent.

A long silence.

The system couldn't help but whispered: "Youyou?"

It is also a little confused.

Xie Ziyou regained his senses, and rolled his eyes angrily in the direction where Wang Yun left.

He was cared for before, and he was still touched in his heart.

But at this moment, Wang Yun said that when he turned his face, he turned his face, and the sudden ecstasy made the delicate face slightly distorted, which in turn made the previous worries hypocritical and perfunctory, which was useless on paper.

…It's a waste of feelings.

…

In the Xuanling Sect, the mountains are towering, and the clouds are lingering.

On one of the steep mountain peaks, Xie Heng sat on a cyan rock outside the house, his legs that grew out of words swaying casually, his deep eyes full of thoughts, staring at the sky in a daze.

As the setting sun melts the gold, the heaven and the earth seem to become a huge furnace, the colorful clouds surpass the most brilliant flames, and half of the blue sky is dyed into a magnificent orange red.

Above the peak, the scenery is even more magnificent. Golden light gleams on the handsome eyebrows and eyes of the young man, overwhelming melancholy, casting a shallow halo over the sharp edges and corners of the face, making it tender and melancholy.

"Little Junior Brother!"

There was a call from a distance, Xie Heng turned his head and saw that Pei Yunyin in neat black clothes was walking quickly on the mountain road.

Pei Yunyin's long gown hunted and hunted, and his hair was slightly messy, with fine beads of sweat coming out of his forehead, wet his temples, and his pace was a little hasty.

"Is there anyone in the house?" the young man said distressedly, "Let me hide for a while?"

Xie Heng smiled and said, "No one, brother is free."

He paused for a moment, then curiously asked: "Brother, is someone chasing you?"

"Nothing," Pei Yunyin's eyes twitched, and he denied directly, "Who dares to chase me?"

He walked quickly to the bluestone, raised his head slightly, pretending to be relaxed: "It's you, brother, what cold wind is blowing at the door?"

Xie Heng shook his head, but had to smile wryly.

He was naturally worried about Xie Ziyou.

The memory of the teenager is only retained in the endless grass. The colorful river winds in the distance, and the lush meadows are full of unnamed snow-white flowers, and the flowers are sweet and attractive.

Then, he seemed to have a long dream.

In the dream, he became close to his beloved Yuyou, charming every night, and was rescued by him at the most dangerous moment before he was able to get out.

…But when Xie Heng woke up, he was lying on the vast wilderness, already out of the secret realm, and there were only clusters of maroon bushes scattered around, with dense branches and small sharp thorns.

There is no figure of the person he cares most about.

Xie Heng looked around blankly and stayed in place for a long time. Later, people from the Xuan Lingzong rushed to him, rushing around him for a while and asking for warmth.

While bandaging the knife wound on Xie Heng's waist, they beat their chests and feet, and blamed themselves for doing things badly. They hurt the younger brother. The words were so frustrating that Xie Heng couldn't laugh or cry.

He also asked those people about Xie Ziyou's news, but he didn't get the answer he wanted.

The people of Xuan Lingzong knew how golden and precious the young man in front of him was. They dared not let the injured person go looking for people. So one by one they used the housekeeping skills, soft and hard, some people even hugged Xie Heng's thigh and cried, the center There is only one thought: let’s look for people, little brother, return to the sect to heal your wounds!

Xie Heng couldn't help them, so he had to agree.

Back in the sect, his heart has been hanging high, and he is not interested in practicing swordsmanship. The shadow of Xie Ziyou is lingering in his eyes. The tea and rice are not fragrant, and his heart almost flies out of the sky.

Seeing Xie Heng's dreamlike appearance, Pei Yunyin immediately understood.

He raised his eyebrows, dragged a long tail sternly, and smiled: "Oh, are you worried about your little lover again?"

Xie Heng's face was reddish, and he smiled bitterly: "Brother, don't talk nonsense."

As he said, the young man leaped down from the blue stone, hunting in brocade clothes, and the breeze blew away the broken hair on his forehead, revealing gentle brows and eyes.

"Don't worry, most of the family members took him back, and there will be no accident." Pei Yunyin comforted a few words, and then joked, "It's my suggestion, don't the younger brother carefully consider it?"

Walking out of the woods and experiencing so many things, Xie Heng had forgotten Pei Yunyin's bad idea.

He was taken aback for a moment, and said in doubt: "What suggestion?"

Pei Yunyin smiled and said, "How about getting married?"

The light and long voice came into Xie Heng's ears, like Huang Zhongda Lu, which immediately caused a buzzing in his ears.

Xie Heng blinked blankly, and said in disbelief, "Snatch... marriage?"

"Look, watching the sunset alone is not a way." Pei Yunyin winked and warned, "I think your little lover is also interested in you. Instead of worrying about whether he will be snatched away by others, it is better for us. The first is the strongest..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a clear whistle in the distance.

Someone shouted: "Pei Yunyin, he is there!"

At the same time, the chaotic footsteps sounded from the mountain road, raging and magnificent.

Like a thousand horses, screaming, he arrived in front of Xie Heng's residence in the blink of an eye, and a cloud of smoke rose behind him.

Pei Yunyin's face changed smoothly, and he hurriedly pulled over the corners of Xie Heng's clothes, stepped forward to block, raised his foot and ran behind the house.

While fleeing, he did not forget to say: "Little Junior Brother, you haven't seen me, remember!"

Xie Heng couldn't laugh or cry, so he nodded.

But the visitor's eyes were sharp and he was aware of Pei Yunyin's actions from a distance.

Before Xie Heng could speak, his indomitable second senior leaped out of the crowd with a sturdy body like a crane, leaping several times in the air, turning over the blue stones in front of Xie Heng's courtyard.

Suddenly the wind and clouds changed color, the ground moved and the mountains shook, and Pei Yunyin's eyes went black, as if a towering mountain fell out of thin air in front of him, and the shadow fell, blocking him strictly.

The young man gave a chuckle and raised his head with a strong smile.

The stout fat man in front of him squinted his eyes slightly, his skin was not smiling, his eyes were cold, and it was frightening.

"Pei, Yun, Yin," the second senior sneered, and said every word, "Where do you want to go?"