On the Correct Posture of Probation of the Villain

Chu Heng stood behind Ao Qing, and looked at Ao Qing in silence since she finished speaking, no one paid attention to the painful roar of the monster dragon lying on the ground.

Accompanied by this voice, Chu Heng spoke like Ao Qing, as if he was talking to himself: "Ao Chi has been dead for more than a thousand years, so there is nothing left in the Immortal Execution Formation?"

After he finished speaking, he went to look at the monster dragon again, crushing the soles of his feet, and asked amidst the tears and mourning on the monster dragon's face, "Ao Chi is dead, and there is no one in the Zhuxian formation, why did you leave Anian behind?" Where is it?"

Could it be... This monster dragon ate Anian?

Such a thought suddenly came to Chu Heng's mind, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and his underwear was soaked in an instant, and the fear on his young face, which had been pretending to be calm and gentle, was like a sudden heavy rain. Drenched all over his heart, Chu Heng's fingertips trembled uncontrollably...

"I'll ask again! Where did you leave that child!"

Just like Ao Qing's angry reprimand to the monster dragon before, Chu Heng's face was flushed abnormally, and he was no longer calm before, and roared at the monster dragon.

When Ao Qing lost her composure, Chu Heng was calm, and when Chu Heng lost her composure, it was Ao Qing who calmed down.

She stepped forward and put a hand on Chu Heng's shoulder lightly. She really had an inexplicable familiarity with Chu Heng and wanted to be intimate with him since she met Chu Heng and his party.

"Ao Chi is dead, but Heart Eater has not solved it, so even if the black dragon is gone, you still have to continue to catch food under the threat of Heart Eater?" Ao Qing sorted out her thoughts, then frowned and glanced at the place where the Zhuxian Formation was located. "Did you throw the boy you captured into the Zhuxian Formation?"

After these words came down, they were all questioning sentences, but people were afraid that this was the truth.

The Yaojiao didn't seem to be able to speak complicated human language, and responded with a painful "uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" their left index finger pointed again to the place where the mirage was thick not far away from them.

Chu Heng withdrew the Pojun, no longer hesitated and turned to the mirage, the monster dragon curled up on the ground and did not dare to move.

Ao Qing wanted to stop Chu Heng, two steps forward, her hand was about to touch Chu Heng's arm, and a sword aura struck, thanks to Ao Qing's high level of Chu Heng, she took a quick step back and was not hurt by the sword aura hand.

"Chu Heng, you—!"

Ao Qing said angrily, and turned her hands into dragon claws to stop Chu Heng again.

This time Chu Heng was not attacking her, he turned around and looked straight at Ao Qing, Ao Qing's claw barely stopped within a few fingers of his eyes.

"Don't be ignorant, I stopped you for your own good, you—"

Ao Qing jumped out of the words that prevented her, and she jumped out a few words, meeting Chu Heng's upright, youthful and heroic eyes under the brow bone, the following words seemed to be tied in the middle, and she couldn't say anything .

"I know that the Zhuxian Formation is a great killing formation that can kill Yinglong for a thousand years. I know that going there must be very dangerous. I know that it is self-defeating to enter the Zhuxian Formation to save people with my foundation-building sword cultivation. Measure your strength." Chu Heng's eyes showed a look of fear, and the look was a little more distressed, but it was not because he was afraid of the danger of entering the Zhuxian formation.

"I'm afraid I won't find Ah Nian."

The unknown, sinister, and intimidating places in the world are mostly due to lack of strength.But even if he knew that breaking through would be self-defeating, with so many warnings of self-defeating accumulating, it was still not as good as the fear of losing that person.

He was more afraid of losing that person than the danger to Zhu Xianzhen.

Ao Qing withdrew her claws, closed her eyes, opened them again, reached into her storage bag and took out a black scale and handed it to Chu Heng: "I can't enter the Immortal Execution Formation, and I can't help you. This is Ao Chi's dragon scale, You hold it, you can protect yourself."

Chu Heng didn't hesitate anymore this time, took it, and the black palm-sized scales felt smooth and delicate, he stuffed the dragon scales into his arms and said to Ao Qing, "Please trouble me to take care of the bell."

Ao Qing took a deep breath, while Bell bit her lower lip tightly and remained silent. After all, she was no longer that wayward and ignorant child back then. With tears in his eyes, he choked up and said, "Senior Brother Ah Heng, you must bring Senior Brother Nian Nian back with you."

Chu Heng took a deep look at the bell, turned around and walked into the thick mirage with his sword in hand.The straight and thin figure of the young man gradually disappeared and was completely swallowed up, as if the mirage had eaten the young man.

"Let's go too."

Ao Qing turned into a green dragon, picked up the bell and flew into the sky to leave the island.

"I don't want to leave! Where are you taking me!"

Feng Ling'er shouted loudly in Ao Qing's claws, not understanding why Ao Qing wanted to leave suddenly.

In the air, there was a dragon chant, and a voice came: "Little girl, let's find someone who can solve this battle!"

As soon as Chu Hengfu entered the formation, the mirage turned and changed. He looked around intently, but there was no mirage, and the scene in front of him had changed suddenly.

On both sides of the bluestone slab path, familiar incantations radiated glowing light. Chu Heng walked forward along the path. In the small courtyard of the South Garden ahead, on the stone bench under the locust tree, a gentle woman bowed her head and sewed a needle and thread, holding a needle in her hand. It is a robe to be finished.

As if she noticed someone approaching, she raised her head and smiled at him, "Is the morning class over yet? Look, Auntie made you a new suit."

Saying this, Chu Qianhua shook off his outer robe, looked at him tenderly, and waited for him to come forward.

Chu Heng put on a blank face, walked a few steps closer and stopped, Chu Qianhua showed some doubts on the pretty face of a girl who was no more than a double ten girl, and called him: "Ah Heng?"

Chu Heng smiled, his eyes seemed to be a little gentle, but after a while, there was no wave, and he said without emotion: "My mother...but she has never called me like that before."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gentleness and smile on the face of the person in front of him was frozen in that moment like water turning into ice.

A gust of wind blew by, and the blossoming Sophora japonica flowers fell all over the garden, and Chu Qianhua's face and figure also disappeared in the rustling of falling flowers like a melted mist.

Chu Heng lowered his eyes, and walked two steps forward silently. He stretched out his hand, and there was a little envy on his face, as if a child was eager for candy. His hand passed through the rustling pagoda flowers. Hot to the touch.

The wind stopped, the pagoda tree flowers scattered, Xu Nian narrowed his eyes, and gently rubbed Chu Heng's hand twice, like a little cat.

After rubbing, he raised his head, with deep nostalgia engraved between his brows and eyes, showing a childish smile, and shouted: "Senior brother."

Xu Nian had already raised his head, but Chu Heng's hand was still in mid-air, he withdrew his hand in a daze, his mind suddenly couldn't turn around, and Xu Nian obediently held his hand and sat beside Xu Nian On the stone bench.

"A Nian, you—"

Chu Heng opened his mouth and said nervously, before you came to ask later, he stopped abruptly. He sat upright on the stone bench, and now he was even more upright and almost stiff.

Xu Nian's clear and shallow breath hit his skin on the side of the neck and ears. Chu Heng turned his head and saw his junior brother's black hair tied up. He reached out and held a small strand. The hair in his hand was soft and smooth, like The heart of this child is the same.

"Brother..."

Xu Nian raised his head, put his lips close to Chu Heng's ear, Chu Heng's heart beat faster, and the child's tone was gentle and tender, as if full of deep greed.

The next moment, Chu Heng felt his earlobe was gently kissed.