[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

Advisers and minions must be chosen without support.This gift from the Wulin League is actually beyond the reach.

Nan Shang, the number one counselor in the pavilion, didn't have a good first impression of Duan Qingling. The young man in the side room sat with his back to the door, and his thin figure carried a sense of sick decadence. He was not so much a person as he was. It is said to be a puppet in white clothes that has been carefully dressed.The inextricable threads between the imperial court and the martial arts are constantly being cut, and the reason is still chaotic.Nan Shang can see clearly, but he may not understand it.

Mo San followed behind Nan Shang, frowning slightly because of the strange atmosphere in the wing room, the two exchanged glances, and the counselor slowly moved to sit opposite the young man.

The things on the table are very simple, nothing more than a tripod incense burner, a cup of tea, the aroma is lingering, filling the quiet space with warmth.

On the way, he had heard Mo San's report on the situation, so Nan Shang didn't feel surprised or uncomfortable when he saw Duan Qingling's terrifying face.It's just a matter of getting off the horse, but it's still indispensable.

"Are you the blind man sent by the Martial Arts League?" Nan Shang asked loudly.

When he said this, there was a smile on his lips, and his words were full of contempt and sneer, but his tone was so gentle that it made people speechless.Facing the young man who left his hometown, Nanshang inexplicably felt like he was bullying a child.The gift list says that this person is a counselor, so how should the counselor respond to another counselor?

Then, Nan Shang felt his eyes go dark.

……

"How dare he hit me with the incense burner?!" Two hours later, Nan Shang, who woke up from a coma, yelled at Mo Yu who came to visit.

Mo San, who had been by Nan Shang's side and witnessed the whole process, no longer worried after hearing this vigorous shout, and went directly to the door to wait.In fact, to be honest, Nanshang's blow was really wronged. Not to mention anything else, Mo San's martial arts are among the best in the pavilion. When the incident happened, he was less than three feet away from Nanshang. Did it happen too suddenly?

Facing Mo San's back as he turned to leave, Nan Shang couldn't take a woman out to vent his anger, so he had to grab Mo Yu's arm and ask. "Where is that kid now?"

Mo Yu smiled slightly and said, "I hurt the number one counselor in my pavilion, so naturally I have to stay in prison and reflect." After finishing speaking, he easily relieved the strength from Nan Shang's hand, and then slowly added, " But Tianyi Pavilion prohibits lynching, so don't even think about it."

Nan Shang wanted to argue again, but Mo Yu swallowed it down with a spoonful of soup. "The doctor told you to cultivate well, and besides, the martial arts conference is imminent, and you are hurting your brain."

……

After the two of them quarreled like this, it was already evening when Mo Yu left Nan Shang's room, but Mo Yu was a little surprised to see Mo San standing outside the door alone.

"It's late at night, what are you doing here?"

"Wait someone."

Mo San answered this sentence cleanly and concisely, but somehow it was a little cold.This surprised Mo Yu, and was about to listen to it with great interest, when he heard a leisurely statement, "The man is not in prison."

Of course Duan Qingling is not in prison!

That was the protagonist Mo Yu had been waiting for for 11 years. How could he be willing to throw him into that dark and damp dungeon?With such a weak power and such a fate, he just wished to pile up all the chance skills, and how could he be willing to spend his years in a prison cell.It's just that Mo San doesn't understand this truth, and Mo Yu can't explain it to him.But now Mo San is clearly asking for an explanation - the young pavilion master is protecting that counselor, but why?

On Misty Peak, Mo San has a very special position, she is different from other congregants, but Mo Yu knows her weakness...

"Why do you have to be so serious?" Mo Yu teased the woman in front of him, "Just like me, I never asked if you really couldn't stop that incense burner?"

Mo San was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Mo Yu to answer like this, but she heard Mo Yu's cold voice say, "It's like I don't ask if you want to go to the Wulin League? I don't ask if you really want to call I'm the same as the young pavilion master?"

There are many things in this world, it is better not to ask clearly.

……

In the evening of Misty Peak, there is a kind of silent indifference, as if stolen from the sensual world of mortals.Mo Yu was drawn by such indifference, and after parting with Mo San, she couldn't help but transfer to Duan Qingling's small courtyard.Candles were lit in the side room, reflecting Duan Qingling's frail silhouette, there was an inexplicable sense of beauty that had passed away.Duan Qingling didn't need a firelight, if she lit it like this, she was just waiting for someone.

"Since you're here, you should come in and talk." The boy's voice came from the side room, but it was different from the clean and clear boy of the same age. If I had to describe it, it should be an order like a metal texture.

It's just that there was begging in this order, and enthusiasm was suppressed in this indifference, Mo Yu had no reason not to listen, so he just pushed the door open and entered.

……

Mo Yu knew his protagonist, the young man's soul was once divided into two by a raging fire, one half was hideous and terrifying, and the other half was reborn from the ashes, peerless and independent.At this moment, even if he sat opposite to the Young Pavilion Master of Tianyi Pavilion, he would not feel ashamed at all.What's more... the protagonist who lives under the fence is still forcing the young pavilion master to recognize him!

It is really rare to see a character who is anti-client and fights with his back. "You are not afraid." Mo Yu looked at the small case in front of her and said, since the incident of smashing the incense burner, Duan Qingling's daily necessities have been severely reduced to the point where there are no metal products.

Duan Qingling didn't answer, but raised her face slightly to show that she was listening.Time flies, but 11 years later, the reunion is so peaceful. During the day, the protagonist and Nan Shang met each other. At that time, he had no scruples and dared to smash the incense burner on people's heads. He changed his clothes again, and even covered his face with white gauze. Such thoughtfulness and caution made people feel distressed.

He was supposed to be a rare and elegant person in this world, but now he was sent back and forth as a gift list.Mo Yu also had no intention of hiding, and said frankly, "You deliberately angered my counselors, didn't you just want to see that I can tolerate you, but why bother, you and I..."

"No!" Duan Qingling yelled suddenly, the answer was so sudden that it sounded like a wailing in the silent room.Mo Yu didn't expect Duan Qingling to have such a big reaction, so he stopped talking and looked at him.He saw that the young man on the opposite side had trembling shoulders and his voice was choked up.

Before coming, Mo Yu only thought that the protagonist turned against the guest and forced him to show up, but he didn't expect to be so abrupt and reckless, making trouble for no reason. This is not a trick, it is clearly a grievance!

It was clearly a grievance, but it turned out that it was just a grievance!Under the flickering candlelight, Mo Yu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he suddenly realized - Duan Qingling has not changed!