Zhu Chu stood up first, then stretched out his hand and pulled the young boy up.

The Son of Destiny is related to the running of the world, and they cannot make mistakes no matter what. The rest can be discussed later. The most urgent task is that Zhu Chu needs to send this young boy back first.

The young boy's home is in another city not far away. For ordinary people, it takes some walking. If Zhu Chu and the others go there, it won't take much time.

Xuan Heng took the initiative to take out his sword. Once it gets bigger, it will not be a problem to carry three people.

This is his natal sword, with a snow-white sword body and a slightly red tip. The aura it exudes is very gentle, and the radiance is quite beautiful. The hilt is entwined with some patterns of flowers and plants, adding a bit of vitality.

The young boy has not yet come into contact with cultivating immortals. He is a serious mortal. After seeing the enlarged sword, he was a little surprised. He jumped up happily.

The younger members of the Yun family are all playing here. As long as they go back quickly, they should be able to get back before dark, so there won't be a big problem.

After using the blinding method, Xuanheng drove his natal sword to fly into the sky, and the wind blew past his ears.

The little boy was very smart. He understood that the elder brother who was driving the sword didn't seem to like him very much, so he stood behind him very wisely and enjoyed the scenery.

Flying in the sky! He has never experienced it yet.

Zhu Chu did not take the initiative to ask the young boy's name, nor did he tell the young boy their names.

They are just passers-by. From now on, their lives will never overlap again, and there is no need to get to know each other more deeply.

After the sword body became larger, it was still quite spacious at the top. The sword intention blocked part of the wind blowing over, leaving only a few thin strands blowing slowly, which made people feel very comfortable.

The atmosphere was so outrageous that it was difficult for Zhu Chu not to notice.

But you wouldn’t bring such food if you are jealous, the other person is just a child.

"Master Immortal, I would like to ask you, little lady, how old are you this year?"

When Zhu Chu spoke, he specially added soundproofing spells to ensure that the young boy behind him would not hear them.

Her body tilted slightly towards Xuan Heng, almost leaning on him, but still a little far away, and there was a hint of restraint in the intimacy.

Xuanheng understood that he was being teased by the girl. He pursed his lips and said nothing in a muffled voice.

In fact, there are many reasons, but he can't express them.

It seems that in his memory, someone squatted down and gently touched his head, then handed over a white and soft hand and pulled him up with a smile.

When the same thing is done to others, Xuanheng inevitably feels a little uncomfortable and feels that he is not the only one.

In fact, probably not really.

The messy thoughts almost overwhelmed the cold and heartless Taoist heart. The heart was beating violently in a panic, and the hands hidden under the white sleeves were clenched silently.

Just when the immortal mark between his eyebrows was about to appear, he pressed a soft kiss to the girl's side cheek, accompanied by her sweet voice.

"Kid Xuanheng, don't be unhappy, huh? I will always be yours and no one else can take it away."

Zhu Chu knew the fragments best. What these seemingly aloof or deserted fragments lacked most was a sense of security, and she had to provide it.

She raised her lips slightly.
Chapter completed!