After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Xuan Qing silently reviewed the script in his heart, watching his ears, nose, nose and heart, desperately ignoring the pair of catkin fingers pinching Xuan Qing's body.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly." Xiaoer said.

"What are we going to do next?" the tea guest asked.

"Bring Hero Xuan back." Ting Fang sneered twice, "As for the other one, throw it away on the side of the road."

Xuan Qing: Miss, I respect you for being courageous enough to throw the future leader of the Demon Cult away.

Xiaoer said: "But I think he looks much handsomer."

"What do you know?" Ting Fang murmured, "A good man like Xuan Daxia, when I grow rice and cook it, he will be responsible and protect me for the rest of my life."

"..."

Xuan Qing suspected that he had auditory hallucinations, which seemed to be quite different from the lines in his script.

"Be gentle with your hands and feet, don't hurt Hero Xuan, tonight is our wedding night."

Hearing the word "bridal chamber", Xuanqing couldn't bear it anymore, but he had just opened his eyes, before he made any movement, one hand took the lead to pinch the wrist of the comer, with such force that the veins on the back of his fair hand faintly visible.

"I heard someone wants a bridal chamber."

Xiao Er immediately fell to the bottom, crying endlessly.

Xuan Qing looked at Yan Ruiwen who was gloomy and cold, and forgot to speak for a moment.

Ting Fang was surprised: "You, you are fine."

Seeing that he couldn't pretend anymore, Xuan Qing also sat up and said, "Actually, I didn't fall for it either."

Ting Fang's eyes on Xuan Qing instantly turned into a stream of spring water: "Qing..."

"Heh." Yan Ruiwen interrupted her coldly, with a force on his hand, Xiao Er's wrist was dislocated, the pain made him sweat profusely, and he couldn't speak a word.

Xuan Qing continued to hypnotize himself, and just now Ting Fang was definitely not calling "Love Man", so he pressed Yan Ruiwen's hand and said, "Let go first."

Yan Ruiwen looked at Xuanqing, and let go of his hand with a cold snort, at this moment Xiao Er was already a person who didn't know anything.

The little boy who played the role of tea customer hid behind Ting Fang, shivering and said: "Miss, what should we do now?"

Ting Fang touched the hairpin with her fingertips trembling slightly, then insisted on puffing out her chest, and took a step forward.

"Hero Xuan, in fact, I am not a singing girl, and my father has not been imprisoned by bad people. All this is to test you."

"Test me?"

"To be honest, this martial arts conference, in addition to electing a new martial arts leader, is also a contest for my future husband-in-law to recruit relatives."

Ting Fang glanced at her past beauty, raised her head and said, "My real name is Zhan Tingfang, and I am the granddaughter of the master of the Flying Knife Sect."

Xuanqing of the Flying Daomen has indeed heard of it, and it is an old sect in the world, but what does the sect master's granddaughter recruiting relatives have to do with the martial arts conference?

Xuan Qing was confused when he heard it, Yan Ruiwen sneered and said, "I changed my identity in just a few words, I'm afraid even the little yellow-haired boy will not be convinced," he said to Xuan Qing, "Do you believe it?"

Xuan Qing nodded: "I believe."

"..."

Yan Ruiwen's complexion darkened, Ting Fang's eyes lit up, and Xuan Qing was startled.

Being tricked, Xuanqing said that the letter is not as good as a yellow-haired child, and if he doesn't believe it, the title of the benevolent hero of the house is not.

Vicious, too vicious, old enemy!

Xuan Qing came to the rescue and said: "Xuan has no possessions, and there is no reason to be cheated. Besides, cheating once is cheating, and cheating twice is also cheating. If Miss Tingfang really wants to harm me, disaster will come, so there is nothing to be afraid of." .”

Ting Fang was touched and said: "Hero Xuan is indeed a man of indomitable spirit."

Seeing that she was about to cry at any time, Xuan Qing almost couldn't hold back his face, and couldn't act like a hero with an open mind.

Only Yan Ruiwen squeezed Xuan Qing's hand secretly, and said: "Idiot."

Xuan Qing agreed in his heart, thanks to his high martial arts skills and good looks, otherwise he was just a real idiot.

Holding Yan Ruiwen's hand back, Xuan Qing said sincerely: "Life is alive, so what if you stay a little longer."

Anyway, there is an old enemy on the side, according to the traditional setting of "I am the only one who can defeat you", Yan Ruiwen will definitely not let him be murdered by other people, he does not need to be on guard against anything, he can go through the plot with peace of mind, jump when there is a pit, jump, etc. Just fish it.

Xuan Qing couldn't help smiling at him, Yan Ruiwen also stretched his eyebrows when he saw it, he was really pretty.

Yan Ruiwen's expression softened, and Ting Fang came over again.

"Hero Xuan, our destination is the Martial Arts League, why not go together, or..." She winked at Xuan Qing suggestively, "There is a follow-up."

Xuan Qing's hair stood on end, he pulled Yan Ruiwen over and said: "It is enough for me to be accompanied by good friends, Miss Ting Fang should go back to Feidaomen as soon as possible, don't worry the elders."

"But..." Ting Fang said.

"Okay, I've sent an order, and the Flying Daomen should send someone to pick it up soon." Yan Ruiwen said, "Girl, wait here for a while."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was taken aback.

order?When was it passed on?Who was it passed on to?

Yan Ruiwen just smiled and said nothing.

Xuan Qing thought of the secret agents of the Demon Cult in the settings, and was very envious. The hero was alone, riding alone in the world. In comparison, it was really miserable.

Ting Fang was intimidated by Yan Ruiwen, even though he was unwilling in every possible way, he still stayed, waved a handkerchief to Xuan Qing and shouted: "Xuan Hero wait for me!"

Xuan Qing's body trembled, almost fell off the horse, but was firmly held by the other hand.

"Why is Miss Tingfang not here, and you and I still ride together?" Xuan Qing asked with his back pressed against his warm chest.

"Because you wouldn't have the heart to let a girl walk back to the door."

"Didn't you say that Feidaomen will come to pick her up soon?"

Yan Ruiwen smiled lowly: "I lied to her."

"You," Xuan Qing said, "you're not afraid of causing trouble."

"Why, I will never stop you if you want to go back to the bridal chamber." Yan Ruiwen said.

Xuan Qing sighed: "I will never marry a wife in this life."

Yan Ruiwen tightened his grip on the rein: "Why?"

Why, of course it's because the girl I'm betrothed to in the future fell in love with you at first sight, one is a sweetheart and the other is a good brother. As a hero, is there a second way besides quitting?

Can't tell the truth, Xuanqing raised his head, looked at the lone goose in the sky, and said loudly: "My heart is everywhere, and I don't want to be entangled by my son and daughter's personal love."

At the end of the sentence, Xuan Qing was overwhelmed by the courage he radiated, but the people behind him seemed to hear a joke, and bursts of laughter rolled out of their throats.

"I don't want to be entangled in my son's and daughter's affair. To put it nicely, what happened to Tingfang, what happened to the Zhaijiazhuang incident the day before yesterday, and what does the martial arts conference soon have to do with you."

Xuan Qing's bulging momentum was punctured in an instant, and he touched the tip of his nose embarrassedly: "People are in the Jianghu, and they can't help themselves. Brother Yan, don't laugh at me."

"It's so involuntary," Yan Ruiwen said, "I think you can't wait to jump into the fire pit all the time."

"So what about you?" Xuan Qing asked back, "Why do you get involved in trouble with me again and again?"

"I……"

Yan Ruiwen was at a loss for words for a while, and was at a loss for words.

Xuan Qing pulled back a victory, and said triumphantly: "You are always hard-spoken, but you are obviously very soft-hearted."

Praising the cruel and ruthless villain for his kindness, he really has the essence of sarcasm, alas, sin, sin, accidentally infected with the poisonous tongue of the old enemy.

"I'm not soft-hearted, I'm..."

Yan Ruiwen paused, the horse walked slowly, the lush forest in front of him moved back, and the second half of his sentence was wrapped in the mountain wind and sent to Xuan Qing's ears.

"I can't let you go."