Incompatible with the male protagonist Long Aotian [Transmigration Book]

When the room was plunged into darkness, Li Canran found that he really couldn't bear it, his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he just got out of the water, his body shrank unconsciously, and his heart was pounding.

He felt that he was worthless, and that little shit had tortured him for so long, and he still couldn't overcome the psychological barrier.

Zhou Rong had already fallen asleep, breathing evenly and long.

For a moment he wanted to kick his foot in the face.

Why can this person have good dreams, so I have to listen to him and turn off the lights and suffer here?

Li Canran felt that his inexplicable self-esteem had committed a crime, and he insisted on repaying what he owed Zhou Rong, which seemed to prove something.

But what to prove, he didn't know.

He was not like this before, after staying with Zhou Rong for a long time, even his temper became awkward.

Waited for a while, thinking he should be fast asleep.

Li Canran got off the bed and gently opened the wooden window.

The moonlight outside is just right, but unfortunately the window is too far away to allow the moonlight to come in.

He turned over and sat on the window sill, with one foot propped up on the other, and the other vertically downward.

He leaned his head against the window lanyard behind him and closed his eyes.

The moonlight was soft, shining on his face, body, and clothes, making him sleepy.

Dimly, he felt himself being picked up and put on the bed.

Looking at his sleeping face, Zhou Rong gently hugged him.

Li Canran knew it was him, but he was too sleepy to lift his hands to push away, so he leaned in that direction.

When he woke up the next day, he opened his eyes first, moved his arms, and Zhou Rong woke up.

The two looked at each other, tacitly began to pretend to be stupid.

"Your sleeping position is very bad, so I held you down." Zhou Rong said calmly.

He lied. In his memory, the person in his arms was very quiet last night. Even if he was in his arms, he was very obedient, and he didn't even push him away once.

"You can let me go now." Li Canran said.

Because he just woke up, his voice was a little soft.

He knew what happened that night, he had a headache, and he didn't want to think about it.

Zhou Rong withdrew his hand back, his eyes slightly lost, but he still didn't say anything.

He's used to it.

He knows where this boundary line is better than Li Canran.

……

For the first three days, the Demon God Sect did not need to participate in the Zongbi.

Li Canran took the time to visit You Yangxu, he had an old illness after coming to Baiyang Prefecture, so he recuperated here.

According to Senior Sister Su Yue, You Yangxu's injury was caused by being severely injured by a Nascent Soul cultivator during a sect mission.

I have been training for a few years, but I have not seen all good intermittently.

Li Canran brought a few tonics, knowing that they were useless, but it would only be more inappropriate to visit with empty hands.

He saw Cen Liu among the demon master brothers who came to visit.

This woman was wearing a blue robe, and her expression was quite majestic. Even if the corners of her mouth were curled up, as if she was smiling, it was difficult to make people feel that her smile was sincere.

This seemingly amiable, but actually alienating sense of alienation is more obvious than it was three years ago.

She was busy taking over trivial matters that You Yangxu couldn't handle for the time being, so she didn't notice him for a while.

In other words, it has been discovered, but there is no time and energy to deal with the old grievances accumulated between the two.

Li Canran also saw Mao Lesheng, a Jindan Qi senior from Wumai, Yan Yunqiao licking the dog.

But Mao Lesheng seemed to have forgotten him, so he didn't bother to go up to say hello.

……

In the afternoon, he went to ask a few bigu disciples he knew, but no one was willing to change rooms with him.

Originally, it didn't matter where someone lived, but when they heard that the roommate was Zhou Rong, they quickly declined.

Li Canran did not expect Zhou Rong's popularity to be so unpopular, and while he was a little confused, he was also a little indescribably bored.

He simply didn't ask anyone again.

Dong Yu said that Zhou Rong was too ruthless in the competition field of the same line, and did not save face for others. Many people avoided him because they were afraid.

"Are you afraid too?" Li Canran asked.

Zhou Rong is not a scourge, is it necessary to avoid him like this?he thought.

"Nonsense." Dong Yu muttered, "But to be honest, I really think he is more suitable to be the boss of our group of disciples than Brother Yao."

"You got rid of me because you didn't consider me?" Li Canran raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, Brother Xie, you are mighty, but compared to him, you still lack a bit of ruthlessness."

Li Canran said indifferently: "Really."

"I'm serious, even Miss Kong Ling is more ruthless than you." Dong Yu said, "Although you have a bad temper, you are actually the most soft-hearted among us. I think I am quite similar to you sometimes Yes, life is not easy for anyone, why bother. Besides, it is a principle that good people get rewarded..."

What he said was a little fluttering, and was quickly evaporated by the sun.

Baiyang Prefecture is a basin surrounded by undulating mountains and a large temperature difference between day and night.

This is the time when the sun is at its most poisonous, and the ground is scorching hot.

The sects that were drawn to participate in the battle at this time were also miserable, facing the sun, even the strength they displayed had to be compromised.

Li Canran was wearing a thin coat, holding a water bag in his hand, leaning against the shade of a tree.

He came to find Zhou Rong, and he promised to engrave the formation for him yesterday.

When Zhou Rong saw him, the first thing he said was, "I heard you don't want to live with me?"

Ok?

...how did he know?

Li Canran was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Zhou Rong is watching the battle in front of the stage.

The strength of the two players on the stage is only two or three levels, and they are not enough for him to fight with one hand, but he has nowhere to go, so he can only come here.

It doesn't matter if you don't go to the practice field, no one dares to compete with him, unless he leapfrogs to challenge Jindanqi.

Zhou Rong squinted at the person who came, and said in a cold voice: "If you want to change, you can change it. What are you doing here, and you want to let me know?"

Li Canran said: "I won't change, I'm here to engrave the formation for you."

Zhou Rong was startled, and said: "Then come with me."

The two came to a shady pavilion not far away.

He spread out those few sheets of water-patterned paper on the stone platform, and the portraits of formations on the shimmering paper were lifelike.

Li Canran asked a few questions.

Zhou Rong began to explain his thoughts to him, and was interrupted several times during the period, but each time he was able to continue the narration quickly.

Li Canran intuitively felt that he was hiding something, but he still couldn't grasp that feeling.

After listening to Zhou Rong's explanation, he took out from the storage bag the ancient books on formations given to him by the Great Elder, flipped through a few pages from memory, and after reading it for a while, he knew it in his mind.

Zhou Rong pulled out Mengtianshen from the scabbard, and said, "You come to engrave it."

Li Canran took out the Jiuxiao brush, facing the formation diagram that he had perfected again, he began to fill in the vacant place.

Engraving the formation was very energy-intensive, especially this kind of complicated sword formation. After he finished engraving all of them, several hours had passed.

Zhou Rong put away his sword and said, "Thank you."

Li Canran stood up and said casually, "It's easy."

When he was about to turn around and leave, he heard the person in front of him whisper: "If you really don't want to live in the same room with me, I can go back and pack my things now."

His tone sounded a little pathetic.

It's no wonder Zhou Rong would say that, anyone who hears that the person who lives with him wants to leave will feel as uncomfortable as him.

Zhou Rong thought lonely, did he stalk him?

He had already threatened others secretly, not to allow anyone to change houses with Li Canran, this was his last resort.

But just last night, the person in front of him slept by the window after he fell asleep, as if he was afraid of avoiding him.

"Need not."

Zhou Rong raised his eyes in surprise, and heard him say it again.

"No, you..." Li Canran paused, unable to think of a suitable word.

He simply walked over and stretched out an arm to hug him.

Zhou Rong looked at the person in his arms who was close at hand, his heart jumped suddenly, he tried his best to suppress the fluctuation in his heart, calmed down and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Li Canran said: "I don't dislike you, it's just that I haven't thought about many things."

"What did you not think about?"

Li Canran was silent for a while, then said, "I still regard you as a friend."

Although he denied it several times, and said that the two were just disciples of the same clan, but after all, he had fought side by side so many times, deep in his heart, it was impossible to really regard Zhou Rong as a disciple of the same clan.

...just friends?

Zhou Rong's eyes darkened, and he immediately asked, "Then why did you sleep on the windowsill alone last night?"

Li Canran let go of him, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "I'm afraid of the dark."

Hearing the answer that was completely opposite to his heart, Zhou Rong blinked a few times, "Afraid of the dark?"

It seems that I have heard him mention it, but I don't think it's a big deal.

He asked, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Li Canran: "There is something to say, but it's not something to be proud of."

On the contrary, it is a bit embarrassing to say it.

But that night, he was able to sleep with the light on, which was a blessing.

Zhou Rong asked, "Why are you afraid of the dark?"

Li Canran evaded the important point and said lightly: "Three years ago, on the Yan family's birthday, I was tied up in a dark room, and I was a little scared at the time."

Zhou Rong turned his head to look at him, "I remember that time in Tai Luosen, you told me about this, and you hadn't attended the Yan family's birthday banquet at that time."

"Yes, I don't remember." Li Canran said perfunctorily.

Zhou Rong stopped pressing him, and said: "If you want to talk one day, you can tell me, I won't laugh at you."

Li Canran's heart trembled, but her voice was still calm, "Okay."

He didn't know when he would be able to announce it, but for now, he just wanted to forget about it as soon as possible, or rot it in his stomach forever.

Zhou Rong remembered something and asked, "I heard from Peng Xiaoxue that your sword spirit is teaching her how to control a sword."

"Correct."

"This is not something a sword spirit should know."

Li Canran's fingers stiffened because of his words.

Zhou Rong said: "I know you have your own secrets, but there are too many things in the Sword Spirit Society, which will arouse others' suspicion."

"Ah."

He knew that Zhou Rong was reminding himself that it was indeed time for Xiao Tong to restrain himself.