How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Such a terrifying tactic—labeling!

The two demonic figures suddenly straightened up. Although they could not see their appearance clearly, Shen Xian and Bai Yang could still sense our relaxed and serious demeanor.

"Okay, I'll follow your command!"

Hei Yang shouted, "Crouch down!"

Two demonic figures crouched down.

"shake hands!"

The two demonic figures shook hands.

"Spin around!"

The two demonic figures spun around.

"Let's dance!"

Two demonic figures engaged in an awkward dance.

"kiss!"

Two ways...

"stop!"

Bai Yang raised his hand and slapped Shen Xian, barely managing to suppress a small shout: "You're the one who's smuggling in your own stuff!"

"Hey, where's the hidden agenda?"

Hei Yang snorted: "So that's a low-difficulty move?"

Besides, they are part of us. We are a pair, so how could they be a pair?

Tell him that Baiyang and Heiyang are bound together, and since they are bound together, everything has to be bound together!

He saw that Jin Dan was young and sensible, so he sewed it up himself!

After a pause, Hei Yang looked at Bai Yang with a hint of determination, then at himself, and finally said, "This is something you've always wanted to say."

"You should just chain him up; that way, you're afraid he'll get lost."

Bai Yang: "???"

"Hey, hey, hey, what's Hei Yang up to?!"

As Baiyang approached Heiyang, he looked down at him with a kind expression and said quietly, "Give him eight sentences to explain something vague, and others will have it."

"Oh, so that's what you mean!"

Hei Yang chuckled and shrank back: "You mean, tie a rope around your waist, just like this rock climbing partner, sharing the joys and sorrows!"

"Ah……"

Bai Yang rolled his eyes: "I'll consider him to have passed."

"Wow, what kind of attitude is that?!"

Hei Yang suppressed his anger: "What you said was clearly good, and everything you said was correct."

He misunderstood you and even yelled at you. Why did he have to use that tone when he was just apologizing?

"Uh, you're wrong, you're wrong..."

Bai Yang looked at Da Li with a resentful expression and said, "You should think of Da Li that way. I forgive you."

"How could a grown man like me blame a petty man like Bai Yang!"

Shen Xian's voice was filled with tears, looking pitiful: "How could Bai Yang think so badly of me! Waaah..."

"Damn, sister, stop picking it up."

Bai Yang couldn't help but gasp, goosebumps rising all over his body: "He made you look like a ghost from the dead of night."

"Hey, why do you look like a ghost!"

Hei Yang's head formed a well shape as he tried to defend himself, saying, "Bai Yang, don't spread rumors! What do you mean by 'midnight ghosts returning'?!"

"You only lowered your voice by a tiny bit?"

Hei Yang pointed to himself with a smug look: "Was your original voice a soft, girly one? Huh? Was it nice?"

"It sounds great, of course it sounds great."

An image of a large dog barking furiously at him flashed through Bai Yang's mind.

Bai Yang chuckled inwardly, but then coughed twice to shake off the thought of being overly respectful to his wife and coaxed her, "Well, it's because his original voice was so beautiful!"

So that's why you're used to his hushed voice!

"Okay!"

Hei Yang stretched out a hand to block Bai Yang's face and said seriously, "What does he mean? Does he like you just because you're speaking in a low voice?"

"Huh? So, he disliked you just because you had a cold and your voice was hoarse?"

"Well, how could a little cultivator catch a cold? Hehe."

"Don't change the subject! There are plenty of ways to make your voice hoarse!"

Hei Yang suddenly blushed, raised his head slightly, and snorted, "So, do you know you were wrong?"

"I know I was wrong."

"What's wrong with it?"

"No matter what my wife looks like, she's the most beautiful; no matter what her voice sounds like, it's the most pleasant."

"Hmm, that's how it should be."

Shen Xian nodded in satisfaction and looked at Bai Yang: "Although you doubt what he said, it's just to be on the safe side. He also needs to undergo psychological training and testing!"

"Ah?"

Bai Yang was completely bewildered: "Huh? What is this? A psychological training test?"

"Ha, it's complicated."

Hei Yang held up a finger, closed his eyes, and shook his head as he explained, "For example, he usually thinks less about how Hei Yang was persecuted and his appearance became strange and bizarre."

That way, when he sees you acting strangely again, he'll think, "Wow, your wife is stunningly beautiful! How can she be so gorgeous!" Ah, you're all set!

Bai Yang: "???"

"Should he repeat it again?"

Bai Yang stared at Hei Yang with dead fish eyes: "Huh?"

"Ahem, this is important."

Hei Yang coughed, a slight sweat beading on his forehead, and said, "Well, give him an example."

"uh-huh."

"Ghostly Black Sun!"

"As long as you're timid, he'll understand..."

"Pale-faced, blood-sucking Black Sun!"

"You don't have leukemia, so your sister suspects you. This really is the color of blood!"

"Shen Xian, the Mud Monster!"

"Wow, the slime must be so soft and bouncy before it's washed!"

"Skull Black Sun!"

"Wow, that's way too explicit!"

"Black Sun, the blue-faced, fanged zombie!"

"Hiss, does sticking a talisman under the forehead mean someone moves around, like when they walk and hop?"

"Niu Tou Shen Xian!"

"What?"

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! It was a slip of the tongue, really a slip of the tongue! Please don't doubt me... Ah!!!"

Under the watchful eyes of the two demonic figures, Shen Xian was pulled away by Bai Yang to the side of a large forest with a look of despair on her face. Then, a pitiful cry for help, which could bring tears to the eyes of anyone who heard it, came from behind.

"..."

The two demonic figures, eyes fixed on the ground, seemed oblivious to everything around them. They knew everything, saw everything, and wanted to know everything...

"Woooooooo..."

A moment later, Bai Yang walked out with his hands behind his back, groaning heavily. Hei Yang followed closely in front of him with his head held high, looking like a wronged wife.

"Alright, alright, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Yang looked at Hei Yang, who was feigning pitifulness, with a knowing look on his face, and couldn't help but say, "Is it really necessary!"

"Waaaaah, why does a body formed from white mist also have bumps on its head?!"

Hei Yang, clutching the bump on his head with tears streaming down his face, couldn't help but complain, "What kind of weird setting is that?!"