Use your life for the black villain [Transmigration Book]

"Someone entrusted me to bring that box to Qingzhou. Before the owner agrees, I'm afraid I can't hand it over to others." Feng Fan hesitated to frown and refused, not understanding his request.

"Did the guy who gave you the stuff hide his breath and hide his face with a black veil?" Qian Yichen immediately asked back, swallowing his surprised gaze, "That's a trick to trick you!" The words were replaced by softer ones.

"You don't need to leave it to me now, just let me here when you go to the branch of the League. Don't worry, I will never harm you, and this will be a step closer to your pursuit of living a stable life."

Not only that, I will help you overcome future disasters, I will help you chase after the heroine, and I will even help you find my sister's soul!

Already seen the protagonist who kills the Quartet, this time, let his favorite character take a different path.

Feng Fan was shocked by his predictability to a certain extent, and nodded slightly: "Okay, but in this way, will you..."

"Of course I'm fine!" Qian Yichen reassured without even thinking about it. He felt that whispering for a long time seemed suspicious, so he raised his voice a little further away, "I'm not good at spiritualism, but if you encounter such a magic weapon in the alliance, I'll definitely keep an eye out for you."

Not far behind, He Lanjiu squinted his eyes that saw through everything, and asked in a tone that seemed to know why: "Are you discussing the matter of summoning that girl's soul? You are really... kind."

Qian Yichen's heart beat wildly, but fortunately, Aunt Zhao, who had gone out to buy vegetables, had already returned and interrupted his probing gaze with a warm greeting.

The home-cooked food is not as good as the ones in the restaurants outside, but it is delicious enough with the intention of serving it. A group of people had dinner in the main house and asked Miss Xiaoyu about her specific situation.

The Feng family's parents were in a good family when they were there, until they were devoured by the evil spirits that sneaked into the house one night a few years ago.When Feng Fan returned home, he happened to see blood all over the floor and his younger sister, who was left with only wreckage. The awakened spiritual power severely injured the evil spirits, but only saved Xiao Yu's remnant soul.

The body that can carry the soul is already incomplete. Fortunately, some experts nearby sensed the fluctuation of spiritual power and thought he was a usable talent. They used magic to separate half of Feng Fan's body to send the soul to his sister, and took the leftovers from God Nuwa. Plasticine filled his gaps and recruited him into the Hunter's Guild.

However, Feng Fan concealed something, did not mention the extremely precious plastic clay, only said that he used other spiritual objects to enhance his physique.

"Xiaoyu's soul is incomplete, so she has been sleeping all the time. All the consumption she needs is provided by me, so she won't die if she doesn't eat or drink. But as long as her soul can be replenished, she can wake up. It's a pity that I tried some methods. It’s useless to call back the soul with a weapon.”

"You can't call back the soul, it's only possible that it's bound somewhere, maybe it's in the belly of the evil spirit you injured so badly back then." Qian Yichen put down his chopsticks and discussed seriously.

His sentence is pure speculation, the author has not yet explained who killed the Feng family, but it does not prevent readers from guessing.

Plastic clay is not an ordinary thing, it is the magic weapon for reshaping the body system at the top of the list!How could it be possible that an expert happened to pass by, and he happened to be carrying this thing with him, so the person who helped Feng Fan back then was very suspicious!

But this can't be said directly, after all, Feng Fan still trusts that expert.

Qian Yichen casually mentioned the names of a few spiritual artifacts, resisted He Lanjiu's increasingly hostile gaze, and patted his chest to promise that he would get them for him, temporarily ending the topic.

"Our family doesn't practice this kind of magic, but I planted a few seeds in the yard before, and it will bloom when the weather warms up, and the scenery will be better." Hua Ling is the only orthodox practitioner, eating wind and drinking dew at night, Now he is holding clear water to drink, "Speaking of which, where will I sleep tonight?"

"There are three empty rooms that are enough for us to rest, and Aunt Zhao has already gone to clean them." Feng Fan's brows and eyes were relaxed and easy-going under the lamp, and he suddenly looked embarrassed, "It's just not enough for one person, there are two people who have to squeeze together .”

Then squeeze, you can sleep wherever there is a roof over your head.

The corners of Qian Yichen's mouth turned up slightly, still immersed in the joy of sending an assist to the protagonist, and then he was horrified to find that Feng Fan was looking at him, and then suddenly realized: "What do you mean? Let me live with you, no problem!"

Feng Fan silently watched the bewildered smile on his face, and almost broke his chopsticks in nervousness! "Well, I'm sorry that I really don't sleep well, please share a room with Wang Daoyou, anyway, in a wine shop, you..."

"Don't, don't, he doesn't sleep well either!" Qian Yichen almost jumped up from his seat in fright, "I don't want to live with him, absolutely not!"

"If you don't want to, I can make do with the night in the yard." He Lanjiu held up the wine glass very sincerely, revealing a wrist under the thin red dress, more like grievances, "It's just cold, it's already February now, I can't freeze to death Human."

No, no, it's better to freeze you to death...

"It's just for a few days, what's the hypocrisy, ascetics go out and stay calm, everywhere is a fairyland." Hua Ling turned her face away disapprovingly, thinking he was picky.

Qian Yichen's heart was soaked in unspeakable tears, and he just wanted to call out to my sister, don't blame me if you don't know the situation!

In the current situation, if he and He Lanjiu stay alone for a night, will they still survive until the next morning?

Feng Fan, why are you still nodding!Did you also believe that guy's rumors about double cultivation?

"Okay, just make do with it..." Qian Yichen was defeated, reluctantly nodded in agreement, caught a glimpse of He Lanjiu's proud eyes beside him, and suddenly burst into anger!

The feet under the table quietly stretched out, caught his feet and stepped on them mercilessly!

"..." He Lanjiu's left foot was repeatedly crushed by him, and his complexion changed slightly into a painful expression, and the usual smiling expression could no longer be maintained.

Hahahaha, anyway, sooner or later you will die, it is better to take revenge before you die!After the other foot has received the chair, see how you step on it!

On the surface, Qian Yichen laughed wildly in his heart as usual, and continued to vent his anger, but his body suddenly froze.

He Lanjiu quietly stretched out her right leg, carefully touching the toe that was crushed on her left foot, then hooked her calf and slid all the way up, crossed the knee provocatively, continued to go up, and landed between his legs... …

Accidentally played off!

Qian Yichen jumped up tremblingly, his tone seemed to be telling the funeral: "...I'm full, I'm going to rest now."

In the guest room on the east side of the house, the newly wiped earth kang is covered with new cotton bedding that is incomparable in the inn, which looks warm and harmonious.

Not long after Qian Yichen lay down, he heard the student pushing the door, and tried to pretend to be asleep while facing the wall motionless, thinking that his acting skills were perfect enough, when he heard He Lanjiu talking again.

"Hey, I've always wanted to know why you are so concerned about Feng Fan's affairs when you also just met him not long ago?"

The person who asked the question sat at the end of the bed and waited for a long time, but there was no answer, so he simply lifted the quilt warmed by his body temperature and covered himself.

Qian Yichen couldn't pretend anymore, turned over and rolled up his sleeves to fight with him: "Is it over? I just warmed up the quilt, so give it back to me. Feng Fan lives next door, and he will come over if I yell Help! People don’t fight me for quilts, so of course I treat him well.”

"Really, I'll give it back to you." He Lanjiu originally hugged the quilt and didn't let go, but when she heard this, she let it go, lay sideways beside her, and extinguished the oil lamp with a wave of her hand.

won? !

Qian Yichen almost hit the wall because of his sudden slack, and was stunned for a while in the dark room, covering his body with the warm quilt, but couldn't sleep well.

"There's also a quilt. If you can't grab mine, you can't do this."

He Lanjiu said in an indifferent tone: "...Actually, I don't have a body temperature. If there is no heat source, I won't be able to warm up even if I cover it with several layers."

Qian Yichen huddled into a ball and continued to remain silent.

"Ah! I can't stand you anymore!" After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore and threw his warm quilt over his head, and pulled up the new quilt at the end of the bed in the dark and covered it again.

It was a little cold at first, but it will gradually warm up.

He Lanjiu chuckled with her arm on her pillow, and didn't bother him tonight, as if she really fell into a dream.

Only a drop of blood left his fingertips, sneaking into the next room through the night.

Feng Fan was resting, and Li Chunjian was at hand, with a murderous aura that could be unsheathed at any time, and he was extremely sensitive to the presence of all evil spirits.

But this time, the enemy was unusual, and he didn't even have any killing intent, just a temptation.

The dark red blood dripped on his forehead, it felt very light to the touch, but it evaporated the moment it tried to seep into his body!

...According to what Feng Fan said at dinner, someone used magic to fill up the damage, but there are only a handful of magic in this world that can reshape a person's body, and there will always be various sequelae.

Only one thing can fit the soul so perfectly.

That's right, what filled Feng Fan's body was indeed the plasticine left by the Great God Nuwa.

He Lanjiu opened her shiny eyes in the dark.

If he had known, he wouldn't have to go to Fenglin State.