Chapter 65： The villain wants to eat braised pork ribs 22

Under the old tree, Pei Yunyin ate and drank, leaning comfortably on the giant tree, hoping that the two juniors would each secretly scoop a bowl of soup and walk quickly to the rear.

The young man squinted his eyes lazily and nodded in relief.

But it didn't take long for the two of them to return for the first time, and their faces were not very good.

Xu Wan'er was okay there, saying that the other party didn't accept the good intentions and didn't understand the style. This awkwardness is not a big deal in Pei Yunyin's mind. Xie Heng's side is much more serious. When Pei Yunyin secretly rubbed and approached, the young man was hanging his head and shrugging, sitting under the tree, and smashed the bark off his hand. , Crush into powder.

"Ahem!"

Pei Yunyin covered his mouth and coughed lightly. Seeing Xie Heng's head up, he casually said, "Little brother, what's troublesome, tell me to make my brother happy...Ah no, let my brother come up with ideas for you?"

Xie Heng just smiled bitterly.

The young man's eyelids were heavy, his eyebrows fell, and a bleak color appeared in his star pupils. He raised his head slightly and looked at the blue sky, with faint clouds reflecting in his pupils.

"Brother," he whispered, "If the person you like... doesn't like you, but someone who is extremely similar to you, what would you do?"

Pei Yunyin was energetic immediately, and his eyes lit up and said: "Your little lover uses you as a substitute?"

Xie Heng almost didn't mention it.

He shook his head and said helplessly: "It's not that serious, it's just..."

The ending sound faded quietly, and Xie Heng was gradually stunned.

What Pei Yunyin said makes sense.

He didn't expect this, but now that he awakened the man in his dream, Xie Ziyou could even call the wrong name. He is not a substitute, what is it?

Xie Heng was so tired that he really didn't want to admit Pei Yunyin's words.

But after thinking hard for a long time, he couldn't find a more apt description. He could only lower his head sadly and whispered: "...even if it's a substitute."

"It's easy to talk," Pei Yunyin said, "Who is the other party? Is it alive or dead?"

Guan Heng?

Xie Heng grew up with Xie Ziyou in the Xie Mansion since he was a child, but he has never heard of this name.

Not to mention the name, "Guan" was originally a rare surname, and it was not included in the famous families in the world. Xie Heng spread out the memory and looked it up line by line, word by word, but even a person with the surname Guan Can not be found.

In the end, Xie Heng could only shake his head in distress, and said in frustration: "I don't know, I don't know."

"check!"

Pei Yunyin slapped his thigh: "Check it now, I want to see, which turtle grandson it is that dare to **** someone from our Xuan Lingzong junior brother!"

Xie Heng was startled by the movement of his legs, and subconsciously said: "What happens after you find it?"

Pei Yunyin smiled, blinked, put his five fingers together, placed on the side of his neck, and swiped quickly and fiercely.

It was a gesture of cutting the throat.

Xie Heng: "..."

He was almost a little horrified, did he want to be so cruel?

Conscience propped up the raft and roared against the wind and waves in his mind. Xie Heng weakly said: "Killing is never the best way to solve the problem. Compared with violence, we are worse than..."

"Leave him ruined!"

Pei Yunyin has a sonorous and powerful voice, and his eyes are shining: "I didn't expect that junior brother, you are quite flexible in mind, just because the senior brother was reckless."

"Yes, the dead is the most difficult person in the world to surpass. Rather than simple and rude killing, we should find him out, aim at your little lover's favorite advantages in him, and destroy them one by one."

"Do all this in front of your little lover, let him see the ugly, filthy, selfish face of the person he likes with his own eyes, and then when he is disappointed and fragile, take the opportunity to enter and replace him!"

Xie Heng: "..."

The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, looking at the frowning and frothy look of the senior in front of him, he silently swallowed the words "communicate well".

Wrong, all wrong.

He shouldn't talk to Senior Brother Pei to discuss this issue, even Senior Brother Cheng's ten thousand years of cold face, at this moment, it is more reliable than Pei Yunyin.

But Xie Heng tried to end the topic, but Pei Yunyin refused to agree.

With five fingers like claws, the young man firmly pressed the young man's shoulders, his eyes were bright, and he stared at him without blinking.

"Where is your little lover?" he repeated, "What are you going to do with your little lover?"

What else can I do?

Xie Heng thought helplessly, can he control who Xie Ziyou likes?

"Oh, you have to race against time!"

Pei Yunyin had an expression of hating iron and steel, and exhorted: "He is willing to use you as a stand-in, indicating that you still have an advantage and position compared to others. Now we have only one thing to do, which is to take this The advantages are expanded."

Xie Heng stunned: "How to expand?"

"Raw rice and cook mature rice." Pei Yunyin's eyes burned, "The first time is very important to everyone, and the same is true for men. Oh, I said, Junior Brother, do you know there is a saying that is especially suitable for you now?"

"Call—even if I can't get your heart, I have to take your people first."

…

Xie Heng finally did not dare to agree to Pei Yunyin's crooked move.

Even at the moment Pei Yunyin mentioned, his heart trembled, and countless pieces of memory flashed past, like pieces of shattered and sharp glass, each piece reflected a delicate and slender young man.

Lips are staring, eyes with peach blossoms, long hair like waterfalls slid down shoulders, beautiful collarbone is half-covered, and bright hooks are carved from the corners of the eyes to the ends of the hair.

But Xie Heng panicked when he thought of being strong against Xie Zi.

I heard the roar of ice and snow in a trance, ten thousand horses screamed, and a faint voice said: How do you want to die?

In the face of Pei Yunyin who was eager to try, Xie Heng had to suppress his seductive heart and persuaded him for a long time, saying that the secret realm was dangerous, and waited until he went out to make plans.

Pei Yunyin was very sorry.

Several people packed up their things and set off again, only this time, everyone's eyebrows were stained with worries.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the lush jungle beside him to disappear suddenly, and the spreading vines seemed to be cut off by a blade. There was an invisible barrier in mid-air. After passing through this barrier, a wide field suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The green grass is like green grass, the blue sky is like a cover, the endless grassland is scattered with dark red shrubs, and in the distant sky, a colorful stream is winding and enchanting, constantly changing with gorgeous colors.

Obviously far away, a few people clearly saw a willow tree growing by the river.

The trunk is withered, the shape is weird, the rotten bark is cracked with hideous openings, and the scales are mottled and rough. Even the hot sun can't smooth the surface layers of ravines, shining into the depths of the trunk full of fungi.

Above the branches, there is a dynamism. Thousands of willows rise high, and the green leaves are connected to form a graceful curtain. The breeze blows, the branches and leaves lightly flutter, and the tips flash with fluorescence, like fireflies.

The fireflies floated leisurely, continuously drifting down from the branches, falling into the river, floating for a long time on the steady river surface, and slowly extinguishing.

Xu Wan'er blinked and said curiously: "Is that the legendary Liuhe?"

"Yes," Cheng Shengbai said solemnly, "You are careful."

Xie Heng shook his head, put out distracting thoughts, mobilized his spirit and heightened his vigilance.

As soon as he stepped into this prairie-a fertile field of thousands of miles, the endless horizon, the grass is lingering under the bright sunshine, which looks like a vibrant grassland, but there is no life in the grassland, Xie Heng felt a little palpitation.

It seemed that there were countless pairs of eyes hidden behind every green leaf and every straw, hiding in the breeze, casting faint glances at them and the group.

Covetous, greedy, scalp numb.

"Zhen!"

Cheng Shengbai stepped forward, the long sword was unsheathed, Xue Liang's sword body swayed in the sun, and the sword was sharp and sharp, drawing sharp and straight lines in the air.

Where the sword gas passed, green leaves flew, and slender gray-white filaments floated in the air, like catkins, and the roots of the grass opened together with the ground, revealing dark brown soil.

Nothing at all.

Is it a mistake?

Everyone frowned.

At their level of cultivation, every subtle premonition in the heart may have a lot to do with the truth. Under the blessing of luck, no one will ignore the details-the person who ignores the details has long been rotten even with bones and scum.

Xie Ziyou followed behind, equally disturbed.

The wind blows the grass low, and there are light white flowers scattered on the grassland. The closer to the river bank, the more flowers are clustered together in groups, like clusters of snow-white cotton wool.

There was a faint fragrance at the end of the nose.

But there was a dead silence.

Without bees or butterflies, they could gradually hear the ding-dong sound of the gurgling river, but the wind stagnated, and the whole space seemed to freeze. Only a few of them were fresh, breathing lives.

…No, it's not right.

Xie Ziyou blinked.

Under the golden sun, he saw a small bee tattooed with gold thread, piercing through the void, falling into the clouds, and rushing towards him.

"Youyou!"

A familiar voice sounded in his mind, Xie Ziyou held the bee in his palm, and said with surprise and joy: "System?"

"Yes, I'm back." The voice said.

As the sound rang, the surrounding scenery was rippling like a river.

Xie Ziyou Yuguang vaguely caught a glimpse of a rainbow, beautiful seven colors, with willow branches flying below and green leaves spinning, but when he turned his head to pursue it, everything quickly disappeared, and there was only an endless grassland around him.

Without taking this matter to heart, Xie Ziyou angered the system in his mind and said, "Do you still know how to come back?"

He paused and then muttered: "It's just to verify the identity data. It takes so long to verify. Fortunately, I am smart and wise and can judge by myself. Otherwise, when you come back, the day lily will be cold..."

"Sorry Youyou," the system said softly, "something happened, I have to check it carefully."

"...All right." Xie Ziyou nodded.

He raised his chin, slightly turned towards the blurred black back not far away, raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly: "Come on, give you a chance to make up for it. Did you see it? The one in front is Guan Heng, but he doesn't remember the last world Matter, I suspect that I see others through him."

"Help me think about it, is there any way to help him restore his memory?"

The voice just fell, and the surroundings were quiet.

The system's gentle tone suddenly changed, with a hint of coldness, like the tip of a knife, falling in Xie Ziyou's ears.

It said every word: "Youyou, the results I found show-this person is not Guan Heng."