Certificate of Conformity

Back to the Blood Palace, the first thing Chen Heng threw was to throw the dirty Xie Tao into a small river that was not in a hurry.

At this time, it was late autumn, and the stream was cold.

The cold water flowed through the eyes and ears of the teenager's eyes. It was hard to wake Xie Yu from the coma. When he realized that he had fallen into the river, he opened his mouth and wanted to call for help. He was filled with several mouthfuls of water.

The feeling of suffocation rushed toward him, and Xie’s struggles were getting weaker and weaker.

Is he going to die?

The consciousness gradually became blurred, and in the end he simply gave up the struggle.

Chen Heng stood on the shore and looked at Xiao Xie, who was about to sink into the bottom of the river. The body finally reached the limit. He tipped his fingertips and swept over the water. He picked up the corner of Xie’s floating on the water. He lifted it all over the shore.

"Cough and cough."

The young man crouched on the ground, coughing heartbreaking, and finally spit out the water that he had picked up. He buried his pale face in his knees, his small body shrunk into a ball, and the drip was still dripping. The sleeves covered his cheeks.

The moonlight drips like water, bringing a little starlight to the water in the dark.

Seeing that the small body shoulders shrugged, Chen Heng suddenly had a strange feeling of bullying the child. The reason why I just threw Xie Tao into the water just to let him wash his body well. The depth of the river is very shallow, not to his waist. However, he underestimated the thinness of Xie Tao and fell into it. The river just happened to have not passed the top of Xie Tao.

But this unintentional move, at least let him determine one thing - Xie Wei is Wei Wei.

At the moment of Xie Taoshui, his body began to lack oxygen. If he did not catch Xie, he would have to suffocate and die. Thinking of the words that Yu Wei only told him in the second world, Chen Hengmei’s heart was slightly wrinkled. He just threw Xie Tao into the water. Isn’t it the act of hurting Xie Tao? Will you not recover your memory?

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Heng hearted his head and he did nothing.

"do not Cry."

Chen Heng walked in front of Xie Tao, kneeling down, deliberately lowered the voice.

"belch."

Chen Heng su suspected: "Well?"

"belch."

"..."

Xie Tao raised her face, her hair hangs wet and affixed to his scalp, lining his face as big as a palm.

"Oh...hey."

The teenager's eyes are red, and there are still water drops on the eyelashes. While twitching and snoring, the look is funny and cute, and Chen Heng can't help but evoke the lips. He was still worried that Yu Wei had recovered his memory. This time, seeing Xie Xiao wrinkled his face and crying so badly, the big stone in his heart was put down.

It is estimated that he was unintentional, and Wei Wei did not wake up.

At this time, the teenager faded the dust and restored the original smooth and fair complexion. The buns face, big eyes, long eyelashes, and the old-fashioned dolls seemed to be embarrassing, and even crying was very pleasing. Chen Heng can understand why Xiao Wuzhen likes this kind of skinny of Xie Tao, and can only say that the beauty is wrong.

But cute is cute, he still thinks that Xiao Wuzhen is a little pedophile, Xie Tao is only eight years old, Xiao Wuzhen is a full 12 years older than Xie Wei, how did he do to raise Xie Tao as a child? Come raise, and raise it for ten years.

"Hey... don't you eat me, okay?" Xiao Xie twitched: "I don't eat well."

"..."

Chen Heng touched the mask on his face and finally understood why he cried.

"I am not a ghost." Chen Heng's patience today is surprisingly good: "I don't like to eat people."

When I heard this, Xie Tao stopped crying, and the special black of the washed eyes was especially bright.

"Who are you?" The voice is soft, with the kind of softness that is still unique.

Chen Heng smiled lightly, and the smile was hidden in the darkness.

"I am Xiao Wuzhen, your savior."

At the beginning, Xie Tao did not know who killed Xie. Later, when he heard other people from the martial art discuss the Qingmeng sect's murder, he knew that the murderer was the demon teacher Xiao Wuzhen. His parents died and were alone. They did not know the meaning of living in this world. Since knowing that Xiao Wuzhen was the murderer of his father, revenge became the whole of his life.

What Chen Heng is going to do now is to rewrite the plot.

According to the original plot, after Xie Tao killed Xiao Wuzhen, he and Bai Ziqing both flew together, and what he had to do was to dismantle the two. If you follow the simple and rude method of the first world, he only needs to kill Bai Ziqing, but it is too simple to kill in this world. There is no challenge at all. He intends to change the way to the original master. The tragic experience was added to Xie Zhen and Bai Ziqing.

Chen Heng returned to the gods and found that Xiao Xie was looking at him with curious eyes. The black pearls seemed to be clear and deep, beautiful. He paused and reached out to Xie Tao with his palm facing up. "Your father is dead. Later, I am your master."

Xie Tao’s dawn fell on the man’s palm. The hands were thick and warm, and it seemed to have a sense of security. He hesitated for a moment and couldn’t help but put the little palms up.

Hey, he has a master.

Without a father, there is one more master.

The little boy blinked and hid the stars in his eyes. He asked: "When you are my master, will you give me food?"

"Ok."

"Is there any new clothes to wear?" Xie, who asked this, subconsciously pulled the rumpled clothes that had been soaked in water.

"Ok."

"Would you like to do a very heavy job?"

"No need to."

Xie Biao took a look at her eyes, long eyelashes, and laughter was particularly bright.

Hey, the original master is better than his father. There is a lot of work to eat and have new clothes to wear.

***

Because of the three thousand male pets, the room in the blood palace was full, and Chen Heng brought Xie Zhen back to his room.

The original Lord Xiao Wu has always liked extravagant and gorgeous objects. How to decorate the room, how to decorate the house, every piece of the house is unique, just the one that can accommodate five people, it is the ancient capital of his far from the distant capital. Fast horse plus emergency.

The fluffy white coveted windless automatic, vaguely glimps into a weak and boneless figure.

Xie Zhen was shocked and hid behind Chen Heng. The small hand clasped Chen Heng’s sleeves and refused to let go.

"Master, there are ghosts!"

"..."

"Teacher, slaves have been waiting for you for a long time."

A sultry sound passed through the rumor, followed by two smooth thighs, and a man with a blue sea crepe gown came to Chen Heng and came to Chen Heng step by step. In front of it, the transparent gauze fell down, and it was able to cover his embarrassment.

Because there are too many male pets, Chen Heng can't remember his name and think about it with his eyes open.

The man looks gorgeous, his body is too dusty, and the pungent scent is poured into Chen Heng's nose, allowing him to hold his breath subconsciously.

"Teacher, I am Haishu. We only went through the rain last month. Did you forget me?"

The male pet who claimed to be Haishu sadly covered his heart, and the ruddy little mouth grievances and squinted at Chen Heng.

Chen Heng: "..."

Xie Tao stretched out his fat little hand and covered his eyes. Xiao said: "Master, this ghost did not wear clothes."

"..."

Through the fingers, he sneaked a sneak peek at the man and saw that he didn't close his eyes. Xiao Xie was a little anxious and slammed his feet. "Master, you will put your eyes on you, and the ghost will **** your yang."

The voice is clear and crisp, and the sea otter is black. "Is there a ghost like a slave?"

The original owner Xiao Wu’s taste is very mixed. The three thousand males in the harem have their own customs. Even if they sleep three times a day, they have to sleep for more than two years before they can sleep. Chen Heng had no idea about this. He could only say that the original Lord was in contact with Xie Zhen. Well, it was still very blessed.

"You must step back."

Chen Heng has already smelled the scent of Haitang, and the patience is almost exhausted.

"Teacher..."

"Go out." Chen Heng's tone was severe.

The sea otter can only pout, and glanced at Xie, and he left the place unwillingly.

The male pet left, the air inside the house was fresh, and Chen Hengyu took a sigh of relief and looked down, but he saw that Xie Tao did not know when to let go and stared at his toes. He wore the cloth shoes worn by the servants of Xie's servants, and the toe cut a hole, revealing his white and tender big toe.

Chen Heng followed his eyes and fell to his feet. He paused and said: "Tomorrow I will give you a new pair of shoes."

"Thank you Master."

Xie Tao thanked him lowly, and his mood was somewhat low.

"Are you still sad for your death?"

The teenager buried his head a little lower. He said, "If I say it is not difficult, will you feel that I am not filial?"

Chen Hengyi said, "No." Immediately, he said with deep conscience: "As long as you are filial to me."

"As long as the master is good to me, I will be good to the master."

Xiao Xie垣 lifted his face up. When he said this, his face seemed to emit light.

But very quickly, he fainted his eyebrows and sneered: "Master, was that person just your apprentice?"

Chen Heng is silent, how can I tell him that the man was his male pet?