[Quick Transmigration] One-click blackening

Grandma Hongyue's real name is Jing Hongyue, she has become famous in the martial arts world decades ago, her predecessors of the same generation are now rare, and most of them either went west or were born into seclusion.It is said that Nanny Hongyue was a great beauty who was chased by competition when she was young, and she used the red dust whip to mercilessly beat back the suitors one by one, she was a beauty like a flame.

Under the whip of the world of mortals, there is no mercy.

However, it seems that because of this, Grandma Hongyue has been without father, mother, husband, and children since she was old, and she is alone, surrounded by a behemoth gradually intertwined in the martial arts——Hongyuelou, the largest intelligence organization in the rivers and lakes .

The predecessor of the Sanxue Banquet, the Red Moon Banquet, was actually just that Grandma Hongyue was getting old, she was concerned about the future of the martial arts, and wanted to see something fresh, so she sent invitations to all the sects, sincerely inviting her disciples to the headquarters of the Hongyue Tower The place where Jiangnan participated in the banquet, there were some small games in the banquet, and the young knights who won the championship would get something, but the specifics of what the leader of each session got was never disclosed to the outside world.

Some people say it is the treasure of martial arts, some say it is inner strength, and some say it is extremely confidential news.

What is certain is that what is taken out of Hongyue Tower will not be ordinary things.

Gradually, the Red Moon Banquet has become a stepping stone for many young knights in the world to become famous.

The Red Moon Banquet is held in late spring and early summer every year, and the venue of the banquet is different every year.

This year, Grandma Hongyue had a whim and held the banquet in the center of the largest lake in the south of the Yangtze River. Before the young heroes entered the venue, she put away the boards and parked the boat in the middle of the lake.

And the shortest distance from the boat to the shore is ten meters away.

This means that all young heroes who want to participate in the banquet on the painting boat must first use the lightness kung fu to fly to the boat.

Almost every young hero can do light kung fu, but it is not an easy task for this group of young people who are new to the rivers and lakes for this group of young people who are new to the rivers and lakes.

Before boarding the boat, there were more than one young hero who lost sight of the other and fell into the water in embarrassment.

Even though he was able to come out of the water later, he no longer had the face to go to the Red Moon Banquet again, so he had to go ashore in embarrassment.

A group of ordinary people quickly gathered on the shore, and occasionally they could lend a hand to pull up those who fell into the water.

The skinny boy was huddled in the corner, his hair was messed up, his face was unclear, and his clothes were also dirty, which made people feel that he was an ordinary little beggar.

He was obviously a small convex person, but to the surprise of those who passed by, he couldn't smell his pheromone. Apart from instinct telling him that he was a convex person, it gave the impression that he was an ordinary male.

It's God's fault.

Occasionally, a passerby sighed, bent down and put the copper plate in front of the little beggar.

The little boy lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the copper plate rolling several times on the ground until it hit his feet before stopping. As if it was just for fun, he slapped the copper plate under his feet.

When the man passed by on horseback, the boy felt something when he heard the sound of the horse's hoofbeats. He raised his head slightly, and saw the man in white clothes and blue silk, with a jade-like profile, passing in front of him. For some reason, he also followed that figure Looking around, I saw him get off his horse and go to the shore.

The boy looked away, only to see a pair of black boots standing in front of him, embroidered with dark gold patterns, it was a golden peony.

He was startled, he dodged the hands of the men in black grabbing at him in embarrassment, and nimbly got out of the gap. He panicked and plunged into the crowd, looking back constantly, only to see the men in black Also chased over.

The boy pushed through the crowd and found that there was no way ahead, but they were behind him. He glanced sideways at the person who had just stepped onto the water from the shore, closed his eyes, and jumped into the lake.

The boy in white was about to step across the lake with light work, but he heard a "plop" not far away. He turned his head and saw a boy fell into the water. he.

That gaze, how should I describe it... It was like a puppy he once raised, with such watery and focused black eyes every time before begging for food.

Young man in white: ...

I can't refuse.

However, the place where the child jumped was still a little far away from the place where everyone crossed the lake, and he was the one closest to the child.

He stepped on the water, every step left a shallow ripple on the water and slowly fainted. Amid the exclamation of the people on the shore, he drew his sword out of its sheath, and used it to lift the sinking person out of the water. I picked it out, just picked it into my arms, and then resisted the feeling of hugging the ice, put the sword into the sheath, hugged a child, stepped ten meters away on the water, and finally landed on the boat firmly by the side of the boat .

During this process, the breath is not chaotic, which shows the depth of its internal strength, which is beyond human reach.

The boy felt the person's warm body temperature gradually move away from him, and then a piece of clothing was draped over his body, which still carried the person's remaining warmth and a very faint fragrance.

Like plum fragrance after heavy snow in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

However, there are no plum blossoms at the end of spring and the beginning of summer, let alone the fragrance of plum blossoms.

He vaguely saw the person standing in front of him wearing a light blue underwear, looking down at him slightly, and he met a pair of eyes, which reflected a black child curled up, like a spot in the white snow smudge.

Qin Xingshan's slender fingers touched the green shirt on his body, his eyes slightly lowered, and the long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes.

Jiang Wuya over there stopped Master Bai from making a hasty decision, squatted down and took a close look at the three corpses on the ground. With a smile on his lips, he stood up and took Xue Zizhuang's hand. The handkerchief who came over wiped his hands.

In the eyes of everyone, he said leisurely: "I don't think it was done by any evil spirits, people's hearts are much scarier than evil spirits..."

Jiang Wuya's words stopped here, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Leader Xue behind him, and smiled under his focused eyes, and there seemed to be petals floating out of his handsome face: "Zhuang Zhuang, we may be in trouble soon, I rely on Zhuang Zhuang to protect me with my fists and legs."

Leader Xue was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and immediately nodded seriously. He really took off the knife on his back with both hands, and hugged him tightly. The beard and the tall figure always make people feel a bit fierce .

Not like a martial arts leader, but like a bandit.

Jiang Wuya turned back with a smile, glanced at everyone present with a smile in his eyes, and finally fixed his eyes on Master Bai's face, and said, "I think this 'evil ghost' pretending to be a ghost is among all of you."

In the uproar of the audience, he continued to add: "I already know how you committed the crime, be careful not to let me catch your fox tail."

……

Before Ye Yunqing returned to his Meiwu, he found that there were guests.

He turned around and stood at the door, saying, "How long are you two going to follow?"

The Merry Man in black was followed by the tall and bearded swordsman, came out from there, and walked up to him, Jiang Wuya pulled out a fan from nowhere, and after spreading it out, he shivered from the cold without fanning himself twice Twice, he was taken away by the people behind him.

He was fanned, but he didn't try to take it back. He just touched his nose with his empty hand and said with a smile, "The scenery here is pretty good." He added, "It's just a little cold."

The last cold word was deliberately fluttered, and Jun's face was wrinkled. If his admirers saw their Lang Jun's appearance, their hearts would be crushed.

Before Ye Yunqing had time to say anything, Xue Meng took the initiative to move his ears, and the moment he heard him say that he was cold, he quickly took off his robe and covered him with his arms.

The smell of sweat immediately flooded Jiang Wuya's head and face. Mr. Jiang, who likes the smell of rouge and smells delicious even himself, has not gotten used to the smell, so he sniffed his nose violently and sneezed earth-shatteringly , almost blinded myself.

His image.

Jiang Wuya, who smelled like someone all over his body, turned his head and glanced at a certain stupid guy, and thought bitterly: It's all to blame for this stupid guy, why did he talk about "manliness" and treat the smell of sweat as a treasure? With his face and the beard of a "mature man" in his mouth...

Sooner or later, I will secretly shave him while he is asleep!

Jiang Wuya's beautiful peach eyes turned many thoughts, but the Zhuang Zhuang behind him didn't know it at all, seeing that he didn't move, he only thought he was frozen stupid, frowning worriedly, his eyes were bright, Struggling to pull the second piece of clothing on his body.

Ye Yunqing: "..."

Seeing that if he didn't bring people in, one of them would be stripped down to his shirt, he coughed hurriedly: "You guys come in first, let's talk after entering the house."

The charcoal burned in the house is still warm, although it is not very warm, it is still much better than outside.

Jiang Wuya held Ye Yunqing's freshly brewed hot tea with one hand, took a sip, and narrowed his peach blossom eyes in satisfaction: "Brother Wen's tea is still so delicious, oh no," his eyes sparkled, Glancing at Ye Yunqing who was leisurely sitting next to him, "Is it time to call you Brother Ye?"

Ye Yunqing didn't say yes or no, his eyes fell on the teacup in his hand, and he said: "I don't know why Mr. Jiang is looking for me. I'm useless, my internal strength is close to nothing, and I can't practice swords with you." He took the tea Put the lamp on the table, with a calm gaze, "If you look at Ye, it will be even more meaningless. Although Ye is male, it has been deeply marked many years ago. For some reasons, the pheromone has also been tossed." It is close to nothing, after many years, no matter what aspect it is, it is nothing more than a useless person."

Jiang Wuya nodded, raised the teacup in the air, suddenly shook it, and gulped out the big mouthful of tea he was taking in his mouth.

"Cough cough, cough! What????"

Xue Zizhuang frowned and patted him on the back lightly, but with his natural strength, he patted the person's back with such a loud bang that almost made Jiang Wuya bleed.

He waved his hand, rejected the torture, wiped the tea from his mouth, and looked at the old man in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Brother Ye, you said you are..." He didn't pay attention to it before, but now he realizes that there is indeed a faint fragrance of the sunken person lingering, and he thought it was the plum fragrance from the villa, "And you have been marked by someone? "

The author has something to say:

The culprit↓↓↓

Male lead: (dazed face)

Jin-Jiang Xiaoshou was pumped... It took a long time to climb up, and the whole person was very irritable, and he spit out a mouthful of blood...

When Sanxue originally conceived this article, she first wanted to write about Covering Snow among the Flowers, and wanted to put it in "Three Thousand Episodes" several years ago. Well, the first article "House Complaint" published in my column was also "Three Thousand Episodes" at the beginning. It's in "Thousand Episodes", but it has been delayed for several years and I haven't started writing "Three Thousand Episodes" (...) Now I plan to change the name, and Sanqian Episodes will be the name of the series. " together, or behind "The Cool Breeze"...

continue tomorrow~