Those days of fighting for the male lead with the winners in life [Quick Transmigration]

The weather in October, when the leaves of most trees are about to fall, is the most bleak and bleak day, but there is an abnormal scene of labor in full swing in Qucheng.

In the streets and alleys, disciples of the Wang family of Pingtian Jianmen wandered around.They wore red armbands on their arms, and carried brooms, bamboo baskets, rags, shovels, hoes and other tools in their hands. They worked enthusiastically and voluntarily, cleaning all the streets in Qucheng.In the west of the city where the poor lived, they also set up several porridge sheds, and provided porridge to beggars and refugees in the morning and evening, and extended medical treatment to the poor who could not afford to see a doctor, which won unanimous praise from the residents of the city.

During this period of activity, several groups of masters who received letters from Pingtian Jianmen to ask for help from other places stepped into Qucheng.After they came, they provocatively or quietly provoked the big devil Yan Hanjiang and his favorite beauty, and then they all joined in the intense labor of "defending the city's appearance and environment and building a beautiful canal city together".

Huang Ze, the county magistrate of this city, personally wrote a poem for this event. The county captain, Xuezheng and other officials also warmed up, praising the residents of this city for their respect for the ancients, their honesty and simplicity, and the people of the three generations of Yao, Shun and Yu.

In private, County Magistrate Huang sent someone to send the Four Treasures of the Study and a few calligraphy and paintings written by himself to Yan Hanjiang and Shao Zongyan, asking them to stay in the local area for a few more days—preferably until the end of his term of office—to take care of these warriors who usually only cause trouble in the village. Tune in better.

Yan Hanjiang looked at the calligraphy and painting he sent, thought for a while, took a photo with the group of strong men wearing red armbands, and then sold the county magistrate's calligraphy and painting, and made an advertising spray-painted photo with the money from the sale and hung it on the city wall .A similar wear-resistant inkjet cloth commendation letter was pasted underneath, using the May [-] Labor Day commendation template in the store, and adding the names of those knights to encourage them to work hard and strive to be model workers, which is worthy of the county Order sent things.

Daoist Shao has not received a letter of commendation for so long since he joined the job. Looking at the big canvas on the city wall, he even secretly envied them a little.

He didn't say a word, but the look in his eyes when he looked at the thank-you letter made it clear what he was thinking about.Yan Hanjiang didn't say anything in person. When he turned around, he handed him a sealed envelope: "The letter of commendation will be written by a client, so I can only give you this. Go back and read."

Go back and see?Who can keep it back!

Shao Daochang tore the edge of the envelope on the spot, carefully pulled out the thin letter paper, leaned against the table and unfolded the letter to read.Yan Hanjiang took advantage of this time to walk out of the room, and stood under an ancient locust tree outside the guest room, looking at the dead leaves falling above his head and the blue sky above.

Across a thin door, Shao Zongyan was reading the letter he wrote, reading it slowly, and reading it word by word, but he did not read it aloud, but held it softly between his lips and teeth, with a low sound in his throat. Mellow voice.

He remembered every word in that letter by heart, and he knew where he was reading when he heard Shao Zongyan's vague voice.He read it very well. He thought about the words and sentences for a long time when he wrote it, and he almost wrote it in the style of "Pian Si Li Liu Liu". a feeling of.

Finally finished reading the last word, he could hear that Shao Zongyan had folded the stack of papers and put them in the envelope, and stuffed them into the closest layer of clothes.There was the sound of shredded paper, the rustling of clothes, and then the sound of very light and thin footsteps slowly stepping towards the courtyard.

The door opened, and Shao Zongyan slowly walked in front of him with his sleeves rolled up, his eyes were unusually bright, and he tried his best to suppress the smile on the corner of his mouth as he walked in front of him.

Then without saying a word, she took the initiative to lean over and kiss him.

It wasn't the shy shallow kiss he had imagined, but a deep and skillful kiss, with the tip of the tongue thrust into his mouth and sweeping forcefully, rolling up his tongue to suck.I don't know where I learned this skill. Although I haven't mastered enough proficiency, the tricks are the same, like answering a question, trying to fill in more content on the paper before the memory fades.

But only the summary is not enough, there must be substantial and full content.Yan Hanjiang floated into the room without touching the ground, locked the doors and windows with a wave of his hand, rubbed Daoist Shao's shiny lips and asked, "Why is it so simple and rude, shouldn't you write me a letter first, and then sing a few poems for reward, and then go slowly?" Go deep?"

Daoist Shao was willing to open his eyes, and replied with a little shame: "When I write poems, I can only write erotic poems like 'not like weeping willows, but like flying flowers into the bridal chamber'. Good stuff."

The best thing...isn't it cooking?He is also very skilled in refining medicine and fighting, so he is not seducing people anyway.Yan Hanjiang recalled that he was jerky and pretended to be rich in experience just now, he kept stacking skills as if he was performing, but he was always a bit shy and ready to retreat at any time. He couldn't help but tease: "I think you are better at refining medicine." , why don't you give me a pill?"

"These are all for the emperor, which emperor do you see live longer?" Shao Zongyan untied his girdle, and opened the overlapping skirts layer by layer, until he reached the innermost layer, he hesitated to do so.Sitting there, he carefully recalled the pictures that he studied carefully and took notes at the beginning, bit his lips and asked, "Brother Yan, don't move, can I practice my hands?"

When he seduces people so shyly and boldly, it's more like a evil way of harming the country.Brother Yan almost became a fool for him, but fortunately he was able to hold on because of his profound knowledge. He raised his hand to touch his hot cheek, and said dryly and hoarsely, "Then I will become a half-monster body, you... practice."

All the clothes on his body suddenly disappeared, turning into black fish skin wrapped around the long tail, with gleaming scales, smooth and perfect everywhere, no matter how you touch it, you won't overreact.

Daoist Shao's tension suddenly eased, and he regained the feeling he had when raising fish, and tore off his clothes.

Why does it seem that it is daytime every time, should others be at night?Forget it, the paintings on those pictures are also in the daytime, and they can be seen clearly in the daytime.He stepped off his shoes and socks by the bed, and crawled forward wearing only a middle coat. He touched the strong and round tail like a grass carp meat roll, pinched the tip of the tail and pressed it under his dantian. An unrelated thought: go back and make braised fish again, the barracuda with only one big spine tastes good too.

He rubbed the fish's tail, lowered his head and took a bite at the junction of the fish's scales and his body, licked the bite marks, and glanced at Yan Hanjiang from below.

Countless stars exploded in Grass Carp's brain, and the smooth fish tail suddenly turned into two legs. One foot stepped on Shao Zongyan's vitals, and the other stepped on the mattress.The organ under the waist that ordinary grass carp does not have suddenly bounced on Shao Zongyan's face, causing him to raise his head in a daze, his pure and flirtatious expression was extremely alluring.

If you can bear it any longer, it will be cooked fish!

Yan Hanjiang lightly crushed the sole of his foot, stretched out his hand to support Shao Zongyan's chin, and said with a tense body, "Let's practice better next time? I withdraw my preface, you are more talented than cooking, and it will kill me... "

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The two studied Xuanlianzong's double-cultivation method step by step, wishing they could sleep all night and do everything from basic questions to super-level questions.When they closed their doors and studied hard, Master Wang's review and "Women's Commandments" were also written, which were as eloquent, full of emotion, and easy to understand as Master Zhao's, and the printed one was thicker than a doctoral dissertation. One page also included a photo of the owner himself holding a note.

The chivalrous men who came to Qu County to do voluntary work each took a copy home, and Yan Hanjiang spared no effort to deliver the courier everywhere, and attached photos signed by Wuchen, Qingfeng, and Minshan chivalrous men as circumstantial evidence.

When the two of them left, Sect Master Wang looked 20 years old, and took the initiative to step down as the head of Pingtian Sword Sect, and Qingdeng Ancient Buddha repented of his past.

This kind of revenge completely stripped the reputation and image of a famous hero, and it was so cruel that it was outrageous!Those who participated in the pursuit of Shao Zongyan at the beginning felt restless when they thought that this kind of revenge would fall on them, and wished they could unite with various factions in the Jianghu to kill demons and eliminate demons.However, no matter how they unite to resist, that kind of power that is not like all the gods and demons in the world will crush them in a mighty way, bringing them painful and shameful injuries.

What's even more ruthless is that they will not let go of those who take the initiative to bring gifts to apologize and beg for mercy.But what is a little better is that the number of words in the inspection can be cut in half, and the requirement of taking photos with certificates can be canceled according to the severity of the circumstances.

The victim's identity was torn apart, and he became a laughingstock in the world, even if he wanted to go from white to black, no sect would accept it!

The first victim, Bichen Villa, originally wanted to take revenge back, but seeing what happened to the people later, even the friends of the owner of the villa were persuaded, and they honestly hid in the villa to avoid the limelight.The victims dare not stand out, and new victims continue to appear. Those who chased and killed Shao Zongyan either out of hatred or out of sympathy are now panicked, resenting that this world is becoming more and more unjust.

But those who had never been involved in this matter at the beginning felt that the self-criticisms were more enjoyable than reading chivalrous novels when they saw those self-criticisms with detailed content, vivid writing, and beautiful color pictures.I also got to know a lot of knights through pictures. In the future, when I meet people talking in teahouses and restaurants, I would be ashamed to talk to my fellow heroes without taking a few photos and describing in detail which heroes are dressed in the photos.

After this trend broke out, many young heroes who were supposed to be the mainstay of the righteous way even secretly hoped that the pair of devils would sweep up a few more sects and send out more checks and pictures.

Gradually, due to more and more inspections, the contents corroborate each other and become more real.The images of Shao and Yan, who were originally monsters and demons, have also changed: the image of Yan Hanjiang is fixed on the fallen gods and demons who rushed to the crown and turned into a beauty; while Shao Zongyan, the image of the demon, has gradually changed. After washing her face, she became an honest and soft-hearted silly Baitian with a good-looking face, who is easy to be cheated by women.

Those who have never seen him wielding a copper stove believed it, and those who had seen it... all became the protagonist or supporting role of the inspection.

The more people they dealt with, the more panicked the rest of the people were, huddling together and trying their best to fight.

In the hall of Wanjianmen in southern Hunan, the last place of resistance, a middle-aged chivalrous man who cherishes his reputation anxiously shook his sleeves and said: "I don't believe it anymore, it's just a demon with no foundation and who came out of nowhere. No one in the world can control them? Songshi Temple and Zhenwu Temple are the leaders in the world, why is the devil now powerful, and they all shrank in the sect and pretended to be dead!"

Xie Yiyun, the young sect master of Wanjianmen who personally initiated the pursuit at the beginning, sat in the hall and said coldly: "Master Xinming said that although those two people should not force people to write inspections, they did not hurt people and their evil deeds are not obvious. Shaolin The teacher came from no name. Daoist Songshi...huh, the whole Zhenwu Temple is pretending to be dead, I wonder if they are from the same Taoist sect and want to protect that shameless monster!"

Obviously it was the demon Taoist that he had his eyes on first, but this thief Taoist priest pretended to be very chaste and nine-strength in front of him, and if he changed someone, he would honestly cling to him. Isn't it because of the high martial arts of that demon head?

If he had captured him at that time and kept him by his side and taught him slowly, then the Taoist priest would be obedient to him now!

The last family joined in the hunt, and Yu Sigui, the gossip palm who almost caught Shao Zongyan when he was forced into Lingshan, said calmly: "The devil on the side of the demon path really has some magic power, no wonder Zhenwu and Songshi are unwilling." Administer justice. However, I have already sent someone to find a mage with great magic power. When he comes in the future, he will be able to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and return justice to the world!"

The eyes of everyone in the hall suddenly lit up, and they all asked, "Which master is it?"

Yu Sigui said: "The master is low-key, but he opened a Ten Thousand Immortal Pavilion and only sells predestined people. It seems that what he sells are really gods and immortals - among them are things that can leave the real shape of a person, just like the devil. The same ones are used. I have already sent my disciples to contact the master, and he promised to meet the devil and the demon."

Another middle-aged man praised: "Sect Leader Yu is really a bottom-up plan! Isn't the devil just threatening everyone with his real-image spells? We also have this magic weapon, so we can leave the pair of monsters in their true form." , I’m afraid they won’t surrender!”

Since the magic of those two people can't resist, why not just find some masters who subdue demons and subdue demons, and try to restrain them!

Yu Sigui's approach opened up everyone's thinking, and several other sect leaders or patriarchs also sent disciples to search for Taoist priests everywhere.Regardless of whether it is useful or not, as long as it is a Taoist priest who can subdue demons and demons, it is enough. Anyway, the master invited by the head is real. After he arrives, he can teach these Taoist priests to set up formations and throw talismans.

When they searched for a whole yard of Taoist priests, and two more inspections were announced, the master Yu, who had worked so hard to invite, also arrived at Wanjianmen.

Sect Leader Yu personally led him in, and introduced to everyone: "This is the Xu Jiangyuan Master Xu I mentioned. If he takes action, he will definitely get rid of Yan Hanjiang and Shao Zongyan, the pair of monsters and devils."

Master Xu smiled inscrutablely: "I've met all the heroes in the Xu Jiangyuan."

Master Xu only dressed up as an ordinary Confucian student, and he was born handsome and beautiful.The skin is as white and delicate as fine porcelain, the eyes are smooth and deep, and the expression is gentle and kind. He smiles a little when he sees people, which is completely different from those immortal masters who look at people with their nostrils because they think they have some skills.

Even better, as soon as he met, he took out a lot of magical artifacts that could imprint the real shape from his sleeves and distributed them to everyone - those two sleeves definitely couldn't hold so many, and he looked like a great immortal with Taoism.

Everyone waited in fear for a few days, but now that they saw his extraordinary, they finally settled down.

After reassuring, they all fiddled with the magical tools in their hands, and asked the master how to use them.Xu Jiangyuan's attitude was very good, and he brought them over and explained them one by one. When the head master Xie Shao asked about the price, he waved his hand: "The things of the fairy family are not for ordinary gold and stones, but only for spiritual stones. If you have all kinds of Spirit stones that are common in all worlds, this magic weapon only sells for ten low-grade spirit stones, if I don’t have them, I can barely suffer a loss and use a little luck to make up for it.”

Luck?What does it mean?Can the aura that a person is born with be used as a weighing product?If you give your luck to others, will you be unlucky for the rest of your life!

Is it worth it for a magic weapon that can only illuminate the true shape?

Everyone was a bit hesitant, but the head of the sect sneered, and said in front of everyone: "I have already paid the price to invite this master to come out of the mountain, are you all reluctant to buy a photorealistic device? Anyway, I have paid for it. Money buys peace, and if you are willing to fall into the hands of the devil and make yourself ugly, I can't control it."

Then... buy it!

Everyone gritted their teeth, lowered their heads and replied, "I don't have any spirit stones, but I don't know how to cut luck?"

Master Xu took out an exquisite balance, took out ten low-grade spirit stones and threw them on one plate, and connected a hose to the other side, pressed his fingertips on the sharp mouth of the tube head and said with a smile: "Use this tube It’s just sucking away less than a trace of luck. Don’t worry, this scale is extremely accurate, if you don’t believe me, you can use other things to weigh and compare prices first.”

"No need!" Xie Yiyun, the master, was the first to step forward, rolled up his arms and sleeves and stood in front of Xu Jiangyuan, looking at him with trusting face: "Since the master was invited by the master, why don't we believe it? Master, please start with my luck!"

Xu Jiangyuan held the tube and pressed it on his hand, a gloomy brilliance flashed in the tube, and the balance seemed to be upside down.When the two compartments were balanced and the pointer in the middle pointed to the top, he immediately withdrew his hand and smiled at Xie Yiyun: "Look, Young Master, did I draw half a point too much?"

Xie Yiyun didn't even look at it, and waved his hand grandly: "How can I not believe in immortal masters!"

With the two role models in front, the rest of the people didn't seem to be so resistant. They stepped forward to draw luck and exchanged it for the high-end machine produced by Wanxianmeng. smart camera.

With the magic weapon in hand and the companion of the immortal teacher, everyone is more confident, so they take advantage of this momentum to take the initiative to attack, saying that they will fight to the death with them at the foot of Shao Zongyan's mausoleum on October [-]rd.

The news spread quickly and widely. Those gossip people who were looking forward to the new inspection every day and the small bookstores who made a living by printing this book invested a lot of money to spread the news to the two righteous masters for the people of Wanjianmeng.At that time, Shao Zongyan and Yan Hanjiang were eating Jiuniang Yuanzi at a small stall, and it happened that someone posted the challenge letter on the wall next to them. The time and place of the challenge were written in black and white on yellow paper.

After Shao Zongyan read a few words, his fingertips became unsteady, and the coarse porcelain was twisted into rice powder. The lower part of the spoon fell into the soup bowl, and the porcelain collided with each other, making a clear sound, and some soup splashed outside.

Lingshan... was the place where he was besieged and beaten all night, and finally met Xu Jiangyuan, who was dragged into the League of Ten Thousand Immortals by him, where he regained his new life.He took a deep breath, calmed down, and carefully analyzed this challenge—it would be good if the battle location was set there. He cleaned up all these people, and the grievances and fears that had been pent up in his heart for a long time must have dissipated. You can ask Brother Jiang Yuan for the Foundation Establishment Pill, and try to establish the foundation.

He originally came here to establish the foundation, but after he arrived, he has been distracted to deal with those who have hurt him. Not only did he not find Brother Xu, he even didn't practice much practice these days.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and lowered his head to fish for the spoon, only to find that the porcelain dust from the handle of the spoon had spilled into the bowl, and the remaining tip of the spoon was also buried under the surface of the soup. This bowl of sweet soup was completely undrinkable.

He was about to stand up and order another bowl, when Yan Hanjiang handed the spoon to his mouth, the hot, sweet and wine-scented soup touched his lips, immediately expelled those complicated thoughts, and he said After drinking the sweet soup with a spoon, the man smiled sweetly at Yan Hanjiang and said, "One bowl is enough, how many more bowls do you want?"