Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Eyes catching the extreme speed, Guan Heng only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the next second his wrist suddenly felt cold——

Five thin, withered, but unusually sharp fingers like eagle hooks suddenly grasped his right wrist.

Guan Heng was shocked: "What are you doing!"

He shook his arm vigorously, trying to peel off the old man's hand from his wrist.

But the old man's skinny fingertips clasped his wrists tightly, and his curved nails shone coldly in the morning light, as cold as silver hooks.

"Don't move, boy, don't move."

The old man leaned forward, silver-gray water rippled in his cloudy eyes, and his bright lips squirmed: "Let me see, let me see you clearly—"

A wisp of gray air sprang out from the old man's fingertips silently, avoiding Guan Heng's sight, wriggled a few times like an earthworm, circled a few times along the joint of the two skins, and quietly disappeared under Guan Heng's skin.

Everything happens only between lightning and flint.

The rough touch of the old man's palm made Guan Heng extremely uncomfortable, covering up the feeling of gray air entering his body.

The gray gas is also agile, like a living thing, it hides in the blood vessels immediately after being penetrated under the skin, blends with everything around it, and flows to the heart with the gurgling blood.

Guan Heng frowned, and just about to say something, the old man suddenly took half a step back and let go.

He smiled heartily, his eyes were even more radiant, and his brows and eyes were curved, revealing a bit of strange kindness.

"That's right, that's right, that's right, he really is a good boy."

"Son, let me ask you—are you willing to worship me as a teacher and be my closed disciple?"

Guan Heng: "..."

Are you sure this person is looking for a closed disciple?

Why did he feel that the old guy looked at him like he was looking at a plate of appetizers?

The slight resistance on the young man's face fell into the eyes of the old man. The old man smiled slightly, clenched his right fist in front of his mouth, and coughed lightly.

"Why, don't you want to?"

"Son, you probably don't know who I am."

"I'm the dean of the Central Academy. The girl from the Xie family you like, and the kid from the Wu family you hate, when they see me, they have to respectfully call out to me as master—hey, what expression do you have, I see Doesn't it look like it?"

Guan Heng looked suspicious, and slowly shook his head: "It's not like that."

"... Well, Master's current appearance is indeed not very good-looking." The old man laughed a few times and rubbed his hands in embarrassment. "Isn't it too long in retreat, and I just came out, so I haven't had time to take care of it."

"In short, if you worship me as your teacher, you will be the junior junior of the whole academy!"

Guan Heng pursed his lips and looked at the old man with disapproval: "Why should I be someone else's younger brother?"

"..." The old man was choked by him, and said helplessly, "It's the younger brother, not the younger brother... By the way, girl from the Xie family, you like her, right?"

Hearing the word "Xie Jia", Guan Heng's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

The hand behind his back was suddenly clenched, and an invisible cyclone quietly emerged in the palm, and an undercurrent surged.

Who does he like, how does this person know?

When did he come?Does he know all of Youyou's secrets?

"Don't look at me with that kind of eyes," the old man stroked his beard, and said with a faint smile, "I'm here to help you, the girl from Xie's family, you have a very high spirit."

"You want to be with her, and if you don't have an identity that matches her, how easy is it?"

The morning breeze is cool, and the echoes in the quiet cave are long.

The old man's gray hair was gently blown by the wind, his turbid gray eyes flickered, his voice was low, with a bewitching rising tone at the end, and every single word crashed into Guan Heng's heart.

"If you want to stand by her side in a fair manner, why do you have it?"

"Based on your current disgraced appearance?"

The old man walked slowly around Guan Heng with slow steps, his smile became more shady, but his tone became more gentle and gentle, as if he was whispering sincerely.

"You know, a good horse never turns back."

"Your only chance is now. You are that girl's little junior brother. You can practice together, experience together, eat and live together, and treat each other with sincerity. You want her to see a different you! "

"You still want to become stronger—being a teacher can help you become stronger, stronger than anyone else, no matter the boy from the Wu family or the girl from the Xie family, they can only look up to you behind you."

"My child," the old man smiled softly, "As a teacher, you are the strongest person in the entire continent. No one is more suitable to be your teacher than me."

"Be my disciple, and as a teacher, I will take you on a... road to heaven."

The author has something to say: Guan Heng: Youyou must have liked me a long time ago.

Guan Heng: It turns out that Youyou secretly thought so much for me...

Guan Heng: Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Xie Ziyou: ...you were thinking about peach.