Sniffing the familiar and refreshing body fragrance beside him, Zhang Heng held Ning Xuerong's weak and boneless body tightly, and his body fell down sharply.

Ning Xuerong's pretty face with pear blossoms was flushed. Seeing Zhang Heng staring at her blankly, she simply closed her eyes and said in a slight sad tone:

"Brother, why do you still have to chase after me? Have you always regarded Xuerong as a person who can be used?"

With a "swish", the spiritual weapon Yue Shang passed through the void and fell to Zhang Heng's feet, and then carried Zhang Heng to fly high.

At the same time, the Xueyu Lotus Platform turned into a white light and entered the blue storage bag.

Zhang Heng looked happy: "Xuerong, are you not leaving?"

After a long silence, Ning Xuerong finally opened her eyes that had returned to peace and said to Zhang Heng: "Brother, please let me go."

Zhang Heng shook his head and said, "No, unless you promised me not to escape."

Ning Xuerong's originally soft eyes darkened slightly: "You haven't answered my question just now."

Zhang Heng was stunned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Maybe he had this kind of thought before, but since Luo He entrusted you to me, he has never had this kind of thought."

"Thank you, brother, you didn't cheat on Xuerong this time."

Ning Xuerong's face showed a rare bright smile.

"So, you won't leave?"

Zhang Heng let go of Ning Xuerong, but he held the other party's jade-like little hand tightly.

"Brother, please answer Xuerong another question. Do you really like Xuerong, or do you regard Xuerong as a poor girl who needs care?"

Ning Xuerong's eyes were filled with a dew-like luster, staring at Zhang Heng's eyes, as if she wanted to see something from the other person's eyes.

Zhang Heng took a deep breath. At this moment, he felt as if he had walked into those romantic love dramas.

"like……"

After a long time, Zhang Heng finally spit out two words.

When Ning Xuerong heard this, her face changed, and her eyes suddenly showed a look of disappointment. She broke free from Zhang Heng's hand and pulled off the blue storage bag around Zhang Heng's waist.

A green light flowed across his delicate body, and he was about to escape.

Zhang Heng was confused first, then reacted, and pulled Ning Xuerong back, looking at her:

"What's wrong? I, Zhang Heng, don't deserve to like you?"

A faint feeling of anger erupted from Zhang Heng's chest.

When he was on Earth, Zhang Heng had a broken heart, but he never gave up his dignity. Even if he was rejected or broke up with his girlfriend, he would never beg for the other party or pester them all.

Perhaps you could feel the anger in Zhang Heng's heart, Ning Xuerong did not struggle anymore, quietly closed her eyes and said softly:

"Brother, don't belittle yourself. Xuerong is not such a noble person. She just wants to find someone who truly loves me."

"Brother, you just deceived me. You don't really like Xuerong. If you really like Xuerong, you won't fall asleep in the same room as a strange girl, nor will you flirt with a dancer..."

Zhang Heng was silent, but a feeling of shame arose in his heart.

Ning Xuerong’s sincerity for love does not allow even a grain of sand to exist, just like the white snowflakes falling in winter, or like a lotus that is untainted from the mud.

This almost romantic idea is completely different from Zhang Heng's mentality of focusing on practical considerations.

Ning Xuerong is a romantic girl; Zhang Heng is a realistic man.

Can romance and reality come together?

"Are you going to be out of reach for her in the end?"

Zhang Heng felt a little painful, but he was unwilling to miss such a good girl.

"Brother, please let me go..."

Ning Xuerong asked in a low voice, with a crying voice in her voice.

Zhang Heng suddenly remembered what a buddy on earth said: "Women are coaxed."

"Xuerong, you can't leave, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life..."

"Can't you give me a chance? Do you forget our promises or want my elder brother to live alone for the rest of his life..."

Zhang Heng said something he felt numb, and while saying it, he observed Ning Xuerong's expression. He found that the other party's expression was slightly relaxed.

Very good, say something more numb!

Zhang Heng suddenly felt excited!

"Xuerong, if you don't believe it anymore, I will take out my heart and show you..."

Zhang Heng put his hand on his chest, his eyes were extremely sincere, and he felt that this sentence sounded very familiar, and I don’t know where he heard it.

Ning Xuerong's gentle eyes lit up slightly, as if she was quite moved. At this moment, the white light on her body became dim and eventually disappeared.

Zhang Heng's face changed: "You should enter the storage bag quickly!"

Although Ning Xuerong seemed to have made a lot of progress after taking the Spirit God Pill, she could not stay outside for too long.

But this is fine, Ning Xuerong can't escape, Zhang Heng thought.

"No, brother."

Ning Xuerong smiled.

"You once told me that you would take me to the secular world to experience the rising knowledge. Xuerong could barely hold on for half an hour, and you would take me there."

"This...can you do it?"

Zhang Heng said something unbearable.

"If you really like Xuerong, take me there."

Ning Xuerong smiled slightly at Zhang Heng, and her graceful and moving eyes were filled with tenderness like a clear spring.

Zhang Heng was shocked by Ning Xuerong's beautiful smile, thought for a moment, and then said, "Okay. It's the first time I'm here, just like a trip."

"Then you won't let me go."

Ning Xuerong's delicate and flawless face turned slightly red.

Zhang Heng smiled and let go of his hands holding Ning Xuerong's delicate body.

"Take me there..."

Ning Xuerong took the initiative to take Zhang Heng's hand, her beautiful eyes staring at the Kyoto Night Market covered by lights, with a hint of yearning on her face.

Zhang Heng gently held Ning Xuerong's tender and smooth snow-white jade hand, for fear that he would hurt the beauty in front of him with great force.

"Okay, let's fly over here together."

Zhang Heng held Ning Xuerong's hand, fell from the sky, and found a place where no one was left.

Ning Xuerong looked a little pale, and under Zhang Heng's guidance, she walked towards the night city area where the lights were blurred in Kyoto.

I don’t know what festival it is today. There are many people on the streets of Kyoto, and there are many naughty boys playing with lanterns. You can even see some beautiful figures of everyone’s daughter walking on the street.

Of course, there are also many vendors on the street, selling all kinds of items.

"Brother, the lanterns there are so beautiful."

A strange color flashed in Ning Xuerong's eyes, which made Zhang Heng take her over.

"This girl, you are here in the right place. My Wang Laowu's lantern is unique in Kyoto. Why would you let your lover buy one for you?"

The old man who sold lanterns first saw Ning Xuerong in front of him, almost thought that she was a fairy descending to earth, but Jiang was still so hot. Wang Laowu's eyes rolled towards Zhang Heng's body, and he immediately smiled and introduced Ning Xuerong.

Ning Xuerong listened to Wang Laowu, who was selling lanterns, with curious expressions, and his eyes swept over some lanterns.

"I like this red carving."

Ning Xuerong finally chose one herself, happily picked up the small and exquisite lantern, and walked around Zhang Heng.

"How much does this lantern cost?"

When Zhang Heng saw Wang Laowu's appearance as a profiteer, he was prepared to be blackmailed.

Wang Laowu's eyes rolled up and said, "I will not blackmail you outsiders, either. The cost of this lantern itself is not high, but it can represent your friendship with this girl. How much money is given depends on how deep you love this girl?"

When Ning Xuerong heard this, her attention was also attracted and she secretly looked at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng immediately looked at this old man with admiration. This was a disguised blackmail, and it also allowed you to willingly spend more money.

However, Wang Laowu's words were in line with Zhang Heng's appetite.

"This old man, what you said is wrong. How can love be measured by the money in the world?"

Zhang Heng smiled faintly, it was not that he had no money in his hands.

Wang Laowu was slightly stunned and asked, "What do you think you should do?"

Ning Xuerong held Zhang Heng's arm and snuggled gently in front of him, with real emotion in her eyes.

Zhang Heng was happy that girls were quite easy to coax, especially girls like Ning Xuerong who had a romantic view of love.

"You can make a wish to me, of course, that wish must be within my ability."

Zhang Heng smiled. For immortal cultivators, the wish of a mortal is much simpler. This is like a low-level monk such as Zhang Heng made a wish to the blood-killing clone.
To be continued...