The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

Yan Xiao lowered her eyes, staring at Jiang Meng's heartless little face, without saying anything, just staring straight at it.

Jiang Meng was terrified by Yan Xiao's heavy gaze, and said falteringly, "You... you're talking..."

Yan Xiao suddenly laughed, and tapped Jiang Meng's forehead with his fingertips: "Save it."

Jiang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, exhaled and patted her chest: "I thought you were going to make some excessive demands."

Yan Xiaozai helped Jiang Meng put on the gauntlet carefully, and asked him amusedly, "Excessive demands?"

Jiang Meng was a little embarrassed, and felt that she was treating a gentleman with the heart of a villain: "For example, blah blah... Hahaha, brother knows that you are open and honest, so you won't embarrass me!"

Yan Xiao's eyes were very gentle against the candlelight, he led Jiang Meng to the next ice lantern, and said faintly: "That's not necessarily true."

There was a bit of noise around, Jiang Meng didn't hear what he said clearly: "What?"

Yan Xiao shrugged nonchalantly, "It's nothing."

The two watched all the ice lanterns before preparing to head home. On the way back, Jiang Meng hid under Yan Xiao's cloak to avoid the cold as usual, and started yawning again after a while.

Ji Xiaopang appeared out of nowhere, and pecked Jiang Meng's palm with his chicken beak: "Boss, did you find anything unusual?"

Jiang Meng's whole body was almost stuck on Yan Xiao's back, her face was sideways, her eyes were closed dizzily: "...huh?"

The reflex arc of his own boss is no surprise to Ji Xiaopang, he never expected Jiang Meng to notice Yan Xiao's feelings for him: "Yan Xiao, don't you think that the hero's attitude towards you is getting more and more obsessed?" Yet?"

Jiang Meng reluctantly opened her eyes, and rubbed her little head against Yan Xiao's hot back: "... Where are you lost?"

Jiang Meng now simply wants to sleep, and doesn't want to think about other things at all.

Ji Xiaopang glanced at the plot line worriedly, saying that he had hinted clearly: "That's right... Isn't it because you made Brother Mufeng jealous today!"

The word "jealous" popped up in Jiang Meng's mind, and he woke up suddenly, his little face was full of surprise: "What? You said he...he likes me?"

Ji Xiaopang swallowed a mouthful of old blood that was choked in his throat, and said depressedly: "Yes, boss, I knew you forgot that this world is for danmei!"

Jiang Meng's drowsiness dissipated a bit, recalled Yan Xiao's strange behavior just now, and sighed suddenly: "Hey, no wonder."

Ji Xiaopang was inexplicably anxious, he squeezed his whole body to Jiang Meng's side, and asked, "So, in order to save you from being imprisoned by Yan Xiao in the future, why don't you hurry up and cultivate your relationship?"

Jiang Meng found that Ji Xiaopang was a little strange. He frowned, and it was rare for him to be sharp: "It's not a day or two since Yan Xiao started acting abnormally. Why did you suddenly tell me today? Did something happen?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Ji Xiaopang replied honestly: "I just found out that the plot line has changed, but this system is too hot, the signal has not stabilized, and I can't find out what went wrong..."

Jiang Meng immediately thought of Xiao Qing, his face turned pale, and he asked eagerly: "Did my master get caught by the people from Yannanhuai?!"

Ji Xiaopang hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, it's not Xiao Qing, I guess it's Yan Xiao who is going to have an accident—"

"Yan Xiao?"

As soon as Jiang Meng's words fell, he heard the horse under him let out a mournful wail, and then lost his balance, and he and the horse suddenly fell to one side.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Xiao let go of the reins in an instant, picked up Jiang Meng with his backhand, and landed firmly. His hand was already on the sword, and he looked around vigilantly.

The night is thick, the atmosphere is tense, and murderous intentions are hidden everywhere.

Jiang Meng shrank behind Yan Xiao tremblingly, tightly pinching the opponent's cloak, and the joints of her fingers were pale from the force.

"The accident you said was too fast! I... I'm not ready yet!" Jiang Meng looked at Ji Xiaopang tremblingly.

Ji Xiaopang let out an "ah" in frustration, and stepped aside silently: "I tried my best, boss, then you can ask for more blessings..."

A dead forest not far away made a "rustling" sound, and more than a dozen masked men in black rushed out silently. Yousu is obviously a killer organization under the hands of high-ranking officials and nobles.

Yan Xiao's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the arm protecting Jiang Meng tightened involuntarily. His voice was low and frightening in the howling cold wind: "Who is here?"

The people in black obviously had no intention of explaining their purpose of coming. They swarmed forward, apparently with the intention of not leaving anyone alive. Every move and style was murderous, trying to force the two of them to their death.

Yan Xiao was instantly surrounded by a group of people, his expression was not flustered at all, his eyes were full of hostility, and he quickly raised his sword to meet him.

These years of hard work finally came in handy at this moment. Facing the siege of so many people, Yan Xiao could still deal with it in an orderly manner. The awe-inspiring sword edge stabbed the enemy's vitals without hesitation, and the bloody smell began to permeate in an instant.

Jiang Meng was resisted by Yan Xiao like a sack, his little face turned pale with fright, and he half-closed his eyes in fear, for fear of witnessing the tragedy of a hole being poked out of his body.

After dozens of moves, Yan Xiao's hidden kung fu gradually became apparent, which obviously exceeded the expectations of the people in black. They watched their brothers die and get hurt, and quickly adjusted their strategy—— —Let’s attack the one who doesn’t know martial arts first.

Yan Xiao also noticed the change of the people in black, so she fixed Jiang Meng on her chest. Jiang Meng cried and opened her eyes, only to see a ferocious man in black attacking him——

The blue veins on Jiang Meng's forehead twitched violently, and he said "ah" in a trembling voice.

Yan Xiao, who was behind him, did not resist, but dragged Jiang Meng's waist with his palms to make the two of them fall backwards. The moment the man withdrew the tip of the knife and slashed down, he caught off guard and grabbed the other's wrist Folding upwards, he raised his toes and hit hard, directly kicking the opponent's kneecap.

With a "click", there was a toothache cracking sound, Yan Xiao supported Jiang Meng with all his strength, and with his hand, he inserted the tip of the sword into the man's Tianling cover.

The hot donated blood splashed on Jiang Meng's face, he didn't have time to react, he just felt his eyes blur and his body hurt, and he was thrown out of the encirclement by Yan Xiao, and he fell into the haystack in a daze .

"Go!" Yan Xiao yelled at him, and at the same time drew out his sword to stop the two men in black who were about to chase after Jiang Meng, "You go first, I will find you soon!"

Jiang Meng stood up dizzily, the haystack relieved the momentum, he didn't suffer any injuries, but he felt very uncomfortable, as if the breath circulating in his body was blocked by something, he couldn't breathe for a while Come on.

Ji Xiaopang jumped and shouted impatiently: "Boss, you should run! Their reinforcements have arrived!"

After saying that, a few horses came galloping out of the night, and the man in black at the head sneered and cursed loudly: "You bunch of trash! Even a brat can't handle it!"

The group of people who got off the horses were obviously much more powerful than the men in black before. Jiang Meng hurriedly crawled out of the haystack in order not to hold Yan Xiao back, enduring the pain in her body With energy, he started to run wildly.

"Chicken... Ji Xiaopang... Will Yan Xiao be outnumbered?" Jiang Meng asked panting while running.

Ji Xiaopang, like Jiang Meng, is a waste of physical strength. He fluttered his wings and reluctantly replied: "Yes... yes! But Yan Xiao is the hero with a halo after all, cough cough cough... it won't be so easy dog Just take it..."

The sound of swords colliding behind him became more and more intense, and Jiang Meng couldn't bear to look back, thinking that it would be great if he had scuds, and at the very least, it would be fine if he could transmit voices for thousands of miles... Then he could send rescuers!

Thinking of this, Jiang Meng suddenly thought of Ji Xiaopang, and he was about to ask if it had similar skills for him to use, but the words suddenly choked up when he reached his mouth.

With a sound of "chi", the sound of the arrow piercing into the flesh came clearly from behind Jiang Meng, his mouth was suddenly filled with bloody air, and the surging blood foam made him cough weakly, staggering Fall forward.

No matter how superb Yan Xiao's martial arts were, after all, he couldn't withstand the siege of so many people, and he was taken advantage of by others.

The man pulled out an arrow and shot straight through the air, hitting Jiang Meng's back shoulder!

Seeing Jiang Meng fall from the arrow, Yan Xiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his violently heaving chest let out a painful growl, and his whole body burst into rage like a beast that had been cornered.

His sword body turned into a sharp wave to split the crowd, and then jumped into the air, directly beheading the archer's head!

Seeing their companions die so tragically, the people in black were shocked by Yan Xiao's vicious aura, until the leader shouted "Give it to me!", and everyone once again formed an impenetrable human wall, All the way out of Yanxiao was blocked.

100 meters away from the battle circle, Jiang Meng was embracing the ground pitifully. The pain in his back shoulder became more and more acute. The arrows in his flesh were tearing at the surrounding nerves, causing him to sweat coldly on his forehead.

However, this pain only lasted for about a minute. Jiang Meng only felt his body getting lighter and lighter. He opened his eyes in a trance, and saw that he was getting farther and farther away from the ground, and after a while, he floated into the air.

The most important thing is that he saw his "corpse" for the second time, lying on the ground limply, without a trace of vitality.

Jiang Meng yelled in shock, but her own voice became strange at some point, as if soaked in water, with a muffled sound, which couldn't be heard clearly.

Ji Xiaopang was still squatting on the ground dumbfounded. After a few seconds, he suddenly realized and pointed at Jiang Meng's soul and shouted: "Boss! You are so painful that your soul is out of your body!"

Jiang Meng looked down at his transparent body, tried to move his hands and feet, and then he swam up to Ji Xiaopang like a little fish in the water, and asked anxiously: "Is this death?" Yet?"

Ji Xiaopang hurriedly shook his head: "No, it's just because you are in so much pain this time, and your body is relatively weak, so you have temporarily held your breath!"

Only then did Jiang Meng feel relieved, and patted her small chest with lingering fear: "Scared me...but this is good, I can avoid the feeling of being tortured, um, it hurt just now... "

Ji Xiaopang did not breathe a sigh of relief like Jiang Meng did. He glanced back depressedly, and reminded in a low voice, "Boss, Yan Xiao's situation is not very good..."

Jiang Meng looked over in a hurry, and saw corpses strewn about everywhere in the snow. Most of the men in black were dead, and the rest of them were covered in blood, and they were just lingering in their last resistance.

And Yan Xiao's situation was not much better, his eyes were scarlet, his body was soaked in blood, the black cloak was slashed countless times with a knife, and blood gushed out from inside, dripping into the snow.

"This young master is really skilled. It's not in vain for me to climb a tree to watch the battle."

Suddenly, a handsome young man in white fluttered down from the sky, looked at Yan Xiao with a smile, "You have such skills at such a young age, would you like to be my accompanying bodyguard?"

Yan Xiao's face was cold, and he raised his hand to finish off the last few men in black. He swayed as if he was exhausted, without even looking at the young man, he stumbled towards Jiang Meng's direction.

With a "plop", Yan Xiao, who had reached the end of his crossbow, knelt down beside Jiang Meng, looking at the shocking sword wound and his coat that was almost soaked in blood, his voice trembled uncontrollably: "Ling'er..."

Jiang Meng had no way to respond to him, and remained motionless without a sound.

Yan Xiao's fingertips brushed Jiang Meng's carotid artery, which stopped beating, his breath was choked, and his eye sockets turned blood red.

No pulse...his Ling'er has no pulse...

The angle of Yan Xiao's mandible was tightly stretched into a jagged arc, and the strength he exerted almost crushed his teeth: "Don't be afraid, Ling'er, I, I will take you to treat your injuries..."

The originally warm and soft body has turned cold at this moment, and the image of Jiang Meng staring at the moist eyes flashed in his mind, and his heart hurt like a knife.

Yan Xiao's whole body was trembling, the pain of losing his beloved eroded his will, the ups and downs of his emotions made his damaged meridians condense, and glaring blood spilled from his lips again.

Seeing Yan Xiao like this, Jiang Meng's heart twitched in mid-air, feeling a little pain there.

After the beautiful young man was ignored by Yan Xiao, he was not discouraged, and walked over quickly to check Jiang Meng's injuries, and said: "Your horse broke a leg, and with your current physical strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to take him back. He bled to death."

Yan Xiao turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to transmit his internal force to Jiang Meng with his palm, carefully breaking off the arrow's feathers, and then hugged the lifeless body with great effort.

The beautiful young man sighed helplessly, took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his bosom, and asked, "Have you heard of the Resurrection Pill?"

The Yan Xiao at this moment is different from the cold killing just now. His eyes are empty and dazed. Hearing the other party's words, he seems to have grasped at straws, and asked hoarsely: "Can you save him?!"

The beautiful young man took a step back triumphantly, and said with a naughty smile, "If you agree to my previous request, the Resurrection Pill here will be his."

Yan Xiao nodded and agreed without hesitation. After taking the Resurrection Pill, she opened Jiang Meng's mouth and fed it.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Meng's lifeless body twitched, and Jiang Meng finally let out the breath he had held shut. His pale lips were half-opened, and he began to breathe incessantly.

Joy flashed in Yan Xiao's eyes, he staggered a bit, then gently kissed Jiang Meng's forehead, and murmured: "Ling'er..."

The beautiful young man looked at both of them in a state of embarrassment and scars, sighed again, turned around and whistled deftly.

I saw three hidden guards with knives flying out of the night, nodding respectfully at the young man: "Master, what are your orders?"

Mei Qingnian flicked the hem of her clothes, and ordered with a calm face: "Take them back to the inn and find the best doctor in Qingping."

The dark guard quickly took orders: "Yes!"

In the next few minutes, this magical young man got a luxurious carriage out of nowhere, and brought Yan Xiao and Jiang Meng to the carriage.

Jiang Meng in Ah Piao form felt that this person must have a lot of background, so he asked Ji Xiaopang: "Who is this guy? How can you give me a kind of person who is stupid and pays a lot of money?"

Ji Xiaopang covered his mouth for fun: "This man is Bai Xuanting, the young son of the General's Mansion, with a playful personality and a simple mind. He came to Qingping this time just to join in the excitement of the ice lantern. He played with Yan Xiao back then. When I was there, I was still wearing crotch pants!"

Jiang Meng was taken aback, and swam up to Bai Xuanting to look it over carefully: "This guy is actually Yan Xiao's boy?"

Ji Xiaopang nodded, feeling a little surprised at the current plot development: "That's right, Bai Xuanting didn't have any important roles in the original plot line, but now it seems that after he recognizes Yan Xiao's identity, the three The news of the prince's exile among the people should be reported back to Kyoto soon."

Now that Yan Nanhuai has successfully become the crown prince, once Yan Xiao's identity is exposed, he will definitely be protected by the emperor and the Shang Shufu, so he can no longer continue to pursue Yan Xiao so blatantly.

In this way, it was time for Yan Nanhuai to use Xiao Ling's little work.

Thinking of Jiang Meng's thoughts here, she looked sad again, can he refuse this kind of love and killing plot? Hey!

Perhaps it was the Huanhun Pill that played a role. Jiang Meng felt that his soul began to become heavier, as if he had been attracted by some kind of attraction, and gradually fell back into his body.

There was another "click", and Jiang Meng's soul returned to its place, and a deep tiredness hit her, and she lost consciousness in an instant.

The carriage was filled with a pungent bloody smell. Although the wound on Jiang Meng's shoulder had temporarily stopped the bleeding and his breathing had slowed down, his condition was still not very good.

Sitting opposite Yan Xiao, Bai Xuanting felt a little awkward for some reason, thought for a while and asked: "This cute little brother is..."

There was no expression on Yan Xiao's face, and he replied lightly after hearing the words: "My beloved."

After going through life and death, Yan Xiao has no scruples.

Although Bai Xuanting had heard a little about Longyang's matter, when he encountered such a frank admission, his eyes widened in surprise: "Are you—cough cough, broken sleeves?"

Yan Xiao was not in the mood to respond to him, the arrowhead on Jiang Meng's shoulder hadn't been pulled out yet, and it was unknown whether it was poisoned or not... His whole body was still affected by some kind of fear, and his temples were bulging from beginning to end. to jump.

Bai Xuanting saw what was going on, and closed his mouth in a self-defeating manner, thinking that he had found a guard, obviously he had found a master.

Fortunately, Bai Xuanting's work efficiency was quite high. When they arrived in Qingping, the genius doctor and famous medicine were all ready, and they directly cut off Jiang Meng's shirt and pulled out the life-threatening arrow.

Jiang Meng's body was already weak, and she lost so much blood that she was in critical condition several times during the treatment.But fortunately, there was no danger every time, which made the old genius doctor think that he would not be safe in the evening.

Yan Xiao didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, just poking at Jiang Meng's bed like an Optimus Prime.

It wasn't until Jiang Meng's arrow wound was properly bandaged, and he took the medicine and fell asleep peacefully, that he moved like a walking dead: "Thank you..."

Yan Xiao's voice was very hoarse, and finally he took a straight look at Bai Xuanting with a slightly kind look.

Before Bai Xuanting had time to respond with a generous smile, the young man who had supported himself to the limit staggered and finally fell headlong.

The miracle doctor turned around and saw that another one fell, and hurriedly ordered the guards beside him: "This old man has long seen that this young man is also seriously injured, you put him on the bed quickly."

The guards moved quickly and lifted Yan Xiao to go to another room, but they were stopped by their master: "Forget it, just build a new bed in this room, otherwise, if you run around, you will be injured for a while." It's not going to get better."

The old genius doctor and the guards were stupefied, but since Bai Xuanting had spoken, he did so.

Although the scene of pulling out the arrow at that time looked tragic enough, Jiang Meng, who was in a coma, didn't suffer much. He just felt that his ears were messed up, his consciousness was muddled, and he didn't know anything when he tilted his head.

When he woke up again, his eyelids were as heavy as if they were stuck with glue, barely opened a gap, and saw Yan Xiao who was guarding him.

Yan Xiao's body was almost wrapped in gauze and turned into a mummy. Although there were scars on his face, his spirit was much better.

Seeing Jiang Meng wake up, he stood up eagerly and asked a series of questions: "Are you awake? Does the wound hurt? Do you want to drink water?"

Jiang Meng found it a little funny that the once cold and cold male god suddenly became nagging.

Just as he raised the corner of his lips, there was a tingling pain from the injury on his shoulder, and his smiling face suddenly turned into a crying face: "Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...It hurts..."