The ordinary town is festive today.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the small courtyard outside the pavilion, a delicate little girl ran excitedly to the room in the pavilion, shouting as she ran: "Young master, young master, get up quickly." ”

In the room, Zhang Heng looked at everything around him with a dull face.

What's the situation?

Am I dead?

Zhang Heng was puzzled.

He was now in a luxuriously decorated room.

There are all kinds of utensils in the room, and some of them are made of spiritual wood, exuding an aura that is like nothing.

The bed he was lying on now was about ten feet long and wide, extremely soft and luxurious, and even the quilt on his body was made of the hair of the finest high-level spirit beasts.

In addition, the room is covered with red silk and red banners. It exudes a festive atmosphere.

Everything around him felt very unfamiliar, but it also felt very familiar to him.

A voice deep inside him told him that he had grown up here.

Am I not dead?

Didn't I die under the divine might of the Immortal Mountain?

Why am I here?

How real the last blow of the Immortal Mountain was, Zhang Heng clearly felt the loss of his blood and vitality, he clearly felt that everything he had in the end had turned into nothingness, and he clearly felt that his consciousness dissipated between heaven and earth.

He's really dead.

But now, he was lying on this comfortable big bed intact, and he didn't feel a little uncomfortable all over his body.

Zhang Heng stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and there was a feeling of pain on it.

Is this true?

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that he died.

Then, he was born again.

At this time, a delicate little girl pushed open the door with a joyful face, and the moment she saw Zhang Heng, she muttered: "Young master, you have woken up!"

The little girl looked puzzled, her young master usually didn't get up so early.

After thinking about it, she said angrily: "Young master, you usually pretend to be so serious, but today you are so excited, sure enough, all men in the world are the same." ”

Regarding the little girl's words, Zhang Heng had no intention of answering.

Because, this little girl is actually Xiaohong?

That, the little maid he left behind after his parents left.

That, the one who was the best for him after he crossed over to another world.

At this moment, this little girl looked at Zhang Heng excitedly.

This is the second time Zhang Heng has woken up from a coma to see this little girl.

Different from the last time, at this moment, Xiaohong is wearing a gorgeous costume, with a gentle and elegant temperament, and her head is decorated with fine pearl hairpins, like a young lady from a large family.

Zhang Heng's head is very messy now.

He tentatively called out, "Little Red?"

"Young master, I'm here. Little Red returned angrily.

Looking at the young master's stupid look, the little girl was instantly unhappy, she crossed her hands on her waist, and said angrily: "Young master, you really covet Miss Qingxue's beauty, hum, now you are still excited and stupid." ”

Hear Xiaohong's words.

Something suddenly appeared in Zhang Heng's heart, and then he looked at the room with a strange face.

Today is the wedding day of him and Murong Qingxue.

Seeing the festive arrangement in the room, Zhang Heng's head fell into a hollow.

"It's all grass. Zhang Heng couldn't help but scold, then hurriedly pulled the quilt away and jumped out of bed.

"Young master, today is your wedding day, you can't swear. The little girl taught Zhang Heng a lesson with an unhappy face.

Zhang Heng didn't bother to pay attention to her, and walked directly to the mirror next to him.

Look inside.

Sure enough, the face in the mirror was Zhang Heng.

This is the southernmost small city of Liuguo, one of the seven ancient kingdoms of the Xiuxian Continent - Liunancheng, and he is the young head of the Zhang family, one of the four major families in Liunancheng, Zhang Heng.

Moreover, the delicate face in the mirror looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, obviously younger than when he first crossed over.

His mind was now in a state of dissociation, and he had no idea what was going on.

"Stinky beauty. Little Red snorted.

The little girl was unhappy, sure enough, all men in the world were the same, and the stinky young master had been pretending to be serious before.

Then, she tilted her head and shouted, "Young master, don't take pictures, you are already handsome enough." ”

The little girl still recognizes the appearance of her young master.

Seeing that Zhang Heng was still there and watching blankly, the little girl raised the clothes in her hand and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Young master, come and change your clothes, it's not good to miss the auspicious time to welcome your relatives." ”

Zhang Heng didn't take a second look at Xiaohong, who was standing in the distance with the wedding dress, but hurriedly pushed open the door and ran out.

This is a huge courtyard, the courtyard has a variety of carefully carved landscapes and fish ponds, from the door of the room to the gate of the small courtyard, a long red carpet is spread, and red silk is hung everywhere in the small courtyard.

Here, it's really Zhang's house.

To be precise, it is Zhang Heng's parents Zhang Qingyu and Yuan Qiuling who have not left the Zhang family before.

He was confused, really confused.

Just between Zhang Heng's doubts.

The gate of the courtyard was pushed open.

Coming in was a slightly younger couple.

The man was dressed in a clean white shirt, tall, handsome, and a little heroic.

The woman's appearance is beautiful, and she has a noble temperament that is absent.

They held hands and slowly walked towards Zhang Heng surrounded by subordinates, and at this moment, both of them had obvious smiles on their faces.

"Dad?mother?" Zhang Hengmeng looked at the two of them, and subconsciously, these two words blurted out.

They are Zhang Qingyu and Yuan Qiuling, they are Zhang Heng's parents.

However, Zhang Heng obviously didn't know them, why did he still feel so familiar.

Could it be that he was killed by the Immortal Mountain, and then his soul traveled again, returning to the body of "himself" earlier, and then fused all the memories of Zhang Heng.

That's why it's what it is now?

The idea is outrageous, outrageous, outrageous.

However, Zhang Heng can't think of any other explanation at present.

"Heng'er, you are about to get married in the blink of an eye, and I am very pleased to be a father. Zhang Qingyu walked over and patted Zhang Heng's shoulder, and then sighed lightly.

Yuan Qiuling was slightly angry, and reached out and patted Zhang Qingyu lightly, "Heng'er's big day, why are you frowning?"

"Yes, yes, yes, Heng'er is going to get married, we should be happy. Zhang Qingyu chuckled.

Then, the husband and wife were smiling again.

Then, Yuan Qiuling urged: "Heng'er, what are you doing here? Hurry up and change your clothes, and get ready to welcome your relatives, don't miss the auspicious time." ”

"Yes. Zhang Qingyu also urged.

Zhang Hengmu nodded, and then turned around obediently.

When I turned back to the room again, I saw Xiaohong walking over with a wedding dress, "Young master, hurry up and change your clothes, the auspicious time is coming soon, and you will regret it too late if you delay the time." ”

After that, the little girl opened the big red wedding dress in her hand. Suddenly, a festive atmosphere came.

Then, the little girl carefully put on this wedding dress for Zhang Heng.

At this moment, Zhang Heng had no heart to resist.

His heart was now full of shock.

Now, Zhang Heng is basically sure.

He, and crossed.

He died under the attack of the Immortal Mountain, and then, with the aura of the protagonist, he returned to Liunan City again.

Why did you cross again?

Do you want to do it all over again?

Could it be that as long as I die, I will travel back?

The little girl's voice pulled Zhang Heng back to reality, "Young master, it's already dressed." ”

After checking this a few times, the little girl leaked a satisfied smile.

Then, she urged Zhang Heng, "Young Master, the auspicious time is coming, you go and pick up Miss Qingxue, it's late, Miss Qingxue will be unhappy." ”

Zhang Heng didn't have time to think about it, because he was going to greet his relatives.

Today is the day of his and Murong Qingxue's wedding.

In Liunan City, the four major families of the royal family, the Liu family, the Yue family, the Zhang family and the Murong family, stood side by side.

Among them, the Zhang family and the Murong family have been friends for generations.

Zhang Heng's father Zhang Qingyu and Murong Qingxue's father Murong Hai are even more like-minded, and they became brothers with different surnames, they once agreed that when the two children grow up, if Zhang Heng and Murong Qingxue are willing, they will let the two of them become husband and wife.

Today is Murong Qingxue's sixteenth birthday.

After obtaining the consent of Zhang Heng and Murong Qingxue, the Zhang family and the Murong family held a wedding for the two of them as agreed.

Today, this ordinary town is full of festivities.