I'm super fierce! [Quick Transmigration]

Feng Zhan subconsciously hugged the little guy in his arms, but before he could react, Tang Tang suddenly struggled desperately.

The injury just now was not serious, but in this moment, the blood of the little fox has already soaked through his clothes, spreading a damp heat in his palm.

Afraid of hurting him, Feng Zhan quickly let go of his hand, but the little devil suddenly broke free and grabbed the corner of the uninvited guest's clothes.

The already translucent shadow suddenly solidified for a moment.I don't know if it's his own illusion, Feng Zhan only felt that his shoulders sank inexplicably, and the shaking around him became more and more violent.

The little devil's shoulder was already injured, so no matter how hard he tried, his left hand trembled from the pain, and his face was extremely pale, but he still refused to let go.

The visitor sighed softly, gently held the little guy's trembling hand, turned around and half knelt on the ground.Gently pulling him into his arms, he lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead.

"wait for me……"

The voice gradually dissipated, and the figure finally became completely transparent.The little devil suddenly held his hand empty, hung it down in a trance, and finally calmed down gradually.

The moment the figure completely disappeared, the more intense shaking also stopped.The building is not yet finished, and there are still many scattered things falling down.Feng Zhan didn't care too much, picked up the little fox in his arms, and ran out of the hotel at a fast pace against the broken bricks and wooden beams that kept falling down.

After a while, many wounded people appeared, and the two of them ran out, and they were involuntarily stuffed into the ambulance together, and went straight to the hospital without stopping.

On the way out, Feng Zhan was also injured in several places by falling objects, and only after he relaxed did he feel the burning pain on his back.Worried about the little guy's condition, he lowered his head and wanted to ask, but suddenly he was startled, and the words he wanted to say got stuck in his throat.

The little fox huddled in his arms, quietly allowing the emergency personnel to treat the wound urgently, tears streaming down non-stop.Fengzhan's heart also seemed to be soaked by tears suddenly, he couldn't taste the salty taste, he was silent for a while, and finally took out a piece of toffee from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and fed it into his mouth.

The gentle and sweet fragrance burst from the tip of the nose, and the little devil obediently took the toffee into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged a little.

The old ways still work more or less.Just as President Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he tightened his arms before he was about to speak, when the little guy suddenly sniffled in aggrieved manner, and the tears fell a lot more violently in a blink of an eye.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay, I'll help you get him back..."

President Feng, who was overturned, hurriedly wiped away the little fox's tears, and was worried about touching his wound, so he was in a hurry and didn't know which side to take care of first.After working all the way, I finally managed to coax the little guy's tears. There was already a small stack of candy wrappers and jelly boxes beside the first aid equipment.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the emergency personnel, President Feng picked up the little guy firmly and placed him carefully on the rolled out flat car.Just about to go to the hospital to pay the money, the nurse stopped me: "Sir, your wound also needs to be bandaged..."

"no need!"

On the way out, Feng Zhan was also hit several times moderately. In order to protect the little guy, the wounds were all on his back impartially.

When he thought that he had to take off his clothes in front of so many people, President Feng, who had just got a tattoo of wings, couldn't help but blacken his eyes, and shook his head without hesitation: "It's just a small injury, I'll just go back and apply some medicine." , just take care of him first.”

"Sir, we have opened a green channel. Every injured person will be taken care of. You can rest assured."

When he was too worried about the injured boy, the nurse added a thoughtful sentence, and continued to persuade him to change his mind: "Your wound also needs to be treated, and it will be healed soon, and it will not delay your care of the patient."

Although there will be no delay in taking care of the little fox, but if someone really sees his tattoo, the character design of the domineering president in this life is likely to be delayed like this.

President Feng took a sad breath, and wanted to shake his head again to decline, but suddenly his wrist was gently grasped.

"What's wrong, does it still hurt?"

Sensing the little fox's movement, Feng Zhan leaned down quickly, rubbed the little guy's head comfortingly, and said patiently and softly: "It's okay, anesthetic will be administered during stitching, and the anesthetic will not hurt—"

"To heal the wound..."

A thin voice suddenly interrupted his words, and the little kidnapper who had been silent all the way finally spoke softly, slightly pursed his lips, which were white from blood loss, and raised his head to look at him quietly.

Feng Zhan's heart suddenly felt sour, and he tried his best to hook the corners of his mouth, stroked the little fox's soft hair, and blinked at him mysteriously: "I can't show them... treat the wound first, and wait until I go back." Give me some medicine again, okay?"

Only when he remembered the two scars on his back, the little devil vaguely understood his intention, hesitated and nodded slightly.Feng Zhan shook his hand encouragingly, sent him into the operating room, and then turned to the conscientious nurse beside him, calmly sorted his clothes, and smiled apologetically.

"I'm really fine, thank you for your concern - there are still many injured, you are so busy, I just scratched the skin, and it's the same when I go back to deal with it."

Thinking about the super fierce Little Wing written on the back, President Feng still maintained a calm and elegant smile, but he had already scolded that black-hearted profiteer countless times in his heart.

It was rare to meet such a sensible patient, and the nurse's attitude became more and more kind. She nodded movedly, led him to sit down outside the emergency operating room, and patiently explained in a low voice: "There are many patients now, if conditions permit, bring him It’s better to go home and raise them than to be hospitalized…”

"I understand, thank you."

President Feng, who had small wings tattooed, nodded slightly calmly, and thanked him with a slight smile.The nurse also nodded in a friendly manner, and then left quickly, busy treating the wounded who came in continuously.

Tang Tang's injuries were not minor, and there was a lot of bleeding. It took nearly an hour for the operation to finally end.Finally, when the little guy was pushed out of the operating room, Feng Zhan hurried up to meet him, and touched the little fox's pale cheek worriedly: "How is it, does it hurt?"

"The effect of the anesthetic has not passed yet. When the strength of the medicine wears off, I'm afraid it will hurt for a while."

The doctor nodded to him, took off his mask and took a breath, then smiled and rubbed the boy's hair: "The little guy is very brave, he didn't cry a word, he's such a good boy."

The little devil who was praised obediently pursed his lips, slightly bent his brows and eyes, and whispered shyly: "Thank you..."

"You're welcome, let's go home quickly. This age is very resilient, so it doesn't matter if you take care of it for a few weeks."

Everyone likes a sensible and good-looking little guy. The doctor nodded with a smile, and patiently told Feng Zhan the precautions for recuperation before asking him to take him back.

I don't know if it has been in pain for a long time, but the injury on my back has disappeared for a while.Feng Zhan ruthlessly rejected the vice president's request to come for the inspection, carried the little fox out of the hospital, took a taxi and went straight to the villa.Putting the person gently on the bed, the hanging heart finally completely fell down.

Tang Tang's back was injured, so he could only lie on the bed hugging the pillow.Looking at Feng Zhan who was still busy changing her clothes, she pursed her lips lightly, and raised her hand to hold his wrist: "Your injury—"

"It doesn't matter, let's change into some more comfortable clothes first, the wound won't hurt so much."

It can take a while, Feng Zhan shook his head with a smile, took out a set of soft home clothes, picked up the little guy and leaned into his arms: "So much blood has been shed, and a lot of tears have been wiped away, Are you thirsty, do you want to drink water?"

"fine……"

The little devil quietly leaned against his chest, and when he thought of that gradually dissipating figure, he couldn't help but feel sad, and silently pursed his lips hard.

I wanted to ask in detail what was going on, but now was obviously not the right time.Feng Zhan gently put the little fox back on the bed, smiled and winked at him, and intentionally changed the subject: "Help me with the medicine, will you?"

"it is good!"

The other party was also seriously injured, Tang Tang nodded vigorously, supported the edge of the bed to straighten his body, and took the medicine and gauze he handed over: "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's just—"

President Feng's undressing hand was stuck in the middle of the road, and he struggled for a long time before finally sighing as if death was at home, and tore off his shirt that had been scratched in several places: "Promise me, don't laugh so hard!" so good……"

His eyes fell on the tattoo on his back, and the little fox, whose ears had always been drooping, opened his eyes slightly in astonishment.

Before Feng Zhan could finish his words, the little devil couldn't help laughing and collapsed on the bed, gasping for air from the pain, but his eyebrows and eyes still bent into bright arcs that couldn't help but laugh.

It can be regarded as coaxing the little guy into a smile, President Feng rubbed the tip of his nose helplessly and laughed, and suddenly felt that tattooing a pair of sunny wings was not a bad thing.

It was really cold to be naked, Feng Zhan casually pulled a piece of clothes and put it on loosely, turned his back and sat on the edge of the bed, deliberately smiled and teased him in a warm voice: "I also have wings now, how about it?"

The little devil coughed lightly, tried his best to hold back his smile, touched those two chubby little white wings, and nodded pragmatically: "It's cute, but it probably can't fly..."

"It's just fine if I can't fly. If I really use it to fly, the demon world will definitely become angry and want me."

Thinking about the shape of himself fluttering and flying with these two little wings, Feng Zhan rejected this possibility without hesitation, and shook his head with lingering fear.

As soon as he shook his head, the little wings on his back moved slightly, which made the little devil smile more and more. He quickly coughed lightly to cover it up, and carefully cleaned his wound.

Alcohol hit the wound plowed open by broken bricks, and finally awakened the temporarily shelved pain.Feng Zhan shuddered instinctively, and was afraid of scaring the little fox, so he groaned and forced himself to hold back, but his breathing was still quite heavy.

Sensing his reaction, Tang Tang quickly stopped his movements, leaned over carefully, and blew a few breaths: "Is the pain severe? I'll be gentler..."

The soft air flowed over the wound, and President Feng's heart softened completely. He supported the edge of the bed and turned around, smiling and shaking his head: "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all."

This sentence is really not convincing, the little devil glanced at the cold sweat on his forehead, lightly pursed his lower lip, and sighed in frustration: "It would be great if these were real angel wings, their fragments can heal wounds, It won't hurt anymore—"

Only halfway through his words, a familiar mechanical voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully discovering the 'little broken wings used by angels to sell cuteness'. The wish was successful. The protagonist's wound has healed, and the fragments of the remaining wings have been included in the hexagram bag. Due to an angel crashing in this world, the host should leave the world as soon as possible. Please do it in time." Prepare……"

The next moment, a warm current gently covered Feng Zhan's wound, and the pain had dissipated completely in just a few breaths.

"Is there really such a thing?"

Surprised, he touched the smooth and smooth skin on his back. President Feng blinked in shock, and suddenly pulled off the little fox's collar to look at it. Healed my injury? They are also called angel wings, but they are so useless..."

"Because it's a broken wing, it only has a very small amount of power—I'm fine. When I leave this world, the injury will heal naturally."

Tang Tang pressed his hand lightly, pursed his lips slightly and shook his head, trying to hook the corners of his lips, but still failed to draw a decent arc.

Suddenly, he heard the meaning hidden in the little guy's words, Feng Zhan's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he gently pulled him into his arms, his voice was faintly hoarse: "Are you leaving now?"

"The angels are coming again. If I don't run quickly, I will be eaten."

The little devil nodded lightly, his eyes suddenly turned red uncontrollably, and he raised his eyes to look at him: "You will encounter danger every day, if I leave, what will you do?"

"I--"

Unexpectedly, the little kidnapper was worried about this matter, President Feng chuckled dumbly, shook his head helplessly, his eyes patiently softened: "Don't worry, I will be fine, as long as that black-hearted profiteer stops torturing me .”

Only then did Tang Tang feel relieved, nodded slightly, and fell silent again.She lowered her eyes and moved out of his arms, and quietly lay back on the pillow.

Feng Zhan lowered her head, looked at the young man's slightly trembling eyelashes, stroked the top of his hair, and said softly, "You want to go, are you going to find the person who saved you?"

The patient and gentle tone suddenly aroused the grievance that was hard to suppress. The little devil hugged the pillow sadly, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and the steam couldn't stop coming out again: "Brother Liang Feng doesn't want me anymore..."

"He won't want you, otherwise how could he come out to save you?"

An inexplicable pain suddenly appeared in his heart, which clearly did not belong to him, but it was so intense that it could not be ignored.

Without thinking about what was going on, Feng Zhan subconsciously hugged the little guy, patted him patiently, comforted him in a soft voice, and wiped away the tears on his face.

The little devil huddled into a small ball aggrieved, and couldn't stop the tears.Her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and she sobbed and raised her hand to wipe her tears vigorously.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, and carefully open the wound."

Feng Zhan hugged the little fox patiently, patted it slowly and gently, and raised his eyebrows solemnly: "It's really too much to dare to leave you behind - I'll help you find him and grab him Come out and have a fight, okay?"

"No way!"

He was just coaxing the little guy half-jokingly, but Tang Tang obviously took it seriously.Standing up nervously, he shook his head vigorously, and sure enough, he accidentally pulled the wound, and fell back weakly as soon as his arm softened.

President Feng's heart ached terribly, he quickly pulled the little guy into his arms, hugged and rubbed him for a while.Finally feeling the tense body in his arms gradually relax, he let go of his heart a little, shook his head helplessly and chuckled: "You're kidding, who can I beat..."

The little devil finally heaved a sigh of relief when he remembered the protagonist's extremely low force value.Suddenly realizing that this seemed a bit too obvious, he raised his head hesitantly, carefully looking at Feng Zhan's expression: "I'm sorry, I'm your bodyguard, but—"

"It's ok."

Feng Zhan interrupted him softly, suddenly felt some unspeakable sourness in his heart, but still shook his head with a smile, and hugged the little fox into his arms.

"Don't worry, it's okay..."

The little devil was tired from crying and lost a lot of blood, and fell asleep in his arms after a while.Feng Zhan gently put him on the bed, carefully covered him with the quilt, and suddenly his eyes fell on the faint red string between the little guy's fingers.

Although he was already asleep, the little guy still clenched his hands very hard, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch some treasure.

Feng Zhan gently held that hand, his eyes were complicated for a moment, and then all of them were hidden in his eyes.He leaned down very slowly, held his breath and hesitated for a while, before finally kissing the little guy very lightly on the forehead.

The last ray of sunlight is slowly swallowed by the horizon, and the night is reasserted.The moonlight came in through the window and fell on the man who was kissing the demon lightly, casting a faint shadow.

As the night wind passed by, the shadow suddenly moved slowly, covering the position of his eyes without looking at evil.

Feng Zhan didn't notice it at all, his gaze was still on the messy tear stains on the little guy's face.He got up and soaked a towel in warm water, carefully wiped his face clean, and gently smoothed his soft forehead hair, and finally took his hand back with satisfaction.

Caught off guard, Feng Zhan was so frightened that he suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and instinctively wanted to get up.The shadow squatting in the corner covering his eyes finally let go of his hand, looked around curiously, and suddenly expanded rapidly, dragging him into the huge shadow involuntarily.

"Zhong Jie..."

Looking angrily at the figure in front of him, no matter how good President Feng is, his temper has been worn down to the limit again and again. He gritted his teeth and glared at him: "What kind of trick are you doing, and how are you going to trick me?"

"I'm just doing a favor. If you ask you to talk outside, the world will be destroyed by you."

Zhong Jie folded his arms and shrugged slightly, and suddenly took a step sideways to the side, revealing the familiar figure: "Your Excellency, the angel who lost his wings, your wings are here, you can talk here."

The figure turned back to look at him, and after a long silence, he stepped forward and reached out to him: "Hello, my name is Liang Feng."

"Fengzhan, nice to meet you."

President Feng shook hands with him unhappily, and rolled up his sleeves threateningly: "Tang Tang said you don't want him anymore, and I promised him to beat you up..."

"He probably won't agree."

Liang Feng smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and lowered his eyes apologetically: "I originally wanted to come earlier, before everything started, or later, after the story line of this world ended—— But after I sacrificed, the altar sent me here involuntarily, because a world cannot bear two clones, and it almost caused the world to collapse."

It was pitch black all around, Feng Zhan simply sat on the ground and listened to him talking from Black Heart's Wishing Well to the prayers he made to the Lord God.

"I once used macarons to offer sacrifices to the main god, praying that every fragment would remember that I loved him and protect him with all my strength—at that time, I didn't realize the error in this wish."

Facing the unfamiliar hostile eyes of his own wings, Liang Feng sighed very lightly, and walked over slowly: "You are me, but you are not me either. You have an independent personality, this is your world, I come here now , will only bring unnecessary trouble to you and the little rabbit."

"You are indeed wrong, but the fault is not in the content of the wish, but in the thing used to make the wish."

Undoubtedly, he has rich experience in this kind of matter. Feng Yi shook his head maturely, and suddenly approached mysteriously: "Macarons have already been used, and you have never thought of it once. Would you like to replace it with an [-]-layer luxurious black forest rainbow cake?"