After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Arriving at the boundary of the Wulin League, Yan Ruiwen's spirit not only did not relax, but became even more tense.

Xuan Qing thought it was funny that he was all on guard, and couldn't help but want to tease him, so he helped a strange farmer chop firewood for a while, and helped an elderly man with disabilities across the bridge for a while.

Yan Ruiwen watched from the side, his teeth itching: "Don't tell me, you can't even see the disguise?"

Of course Xuan Qing could see it, and also knew that it was the same person Yi Rong, those bright eyes were almost saying to him: recognize me quickly, recognize me quickly.

Xuan Qing thought that the young man was really different from them, very cute.

To stay at the inn at night, Yan Ruiwen asked for two rooms, one upper room and one lower room.

The innkeeper's eyes wandered between the two of them, obviously wondering whether they were companions or master and servant.

Xuan Qing touched his nose, as a poor hero, he consciously followed Xiao Er to the lower room.

Yan Ruiwen was really angry.

Xiao Er already regarded Xuan Qing as a servant, pushed the door open, said "arrived" with a cold face, then turned around with a smile on his face to greet the distinguished guest.

Xuan Qing glanced over the dusty window sills and crude furnishings, and shook his head helplessly.

This is what happens when you offend your parents.

After washing up, Xuanqing lay on the hard cold bed and tossed and turned, thinking of finding an excuse to squeeze in Yan Ruiwen's place. Anyway, it was not the first time, and the face was long gone.

Making up his mind, Xuanqing sat up with a leap, and then heard the rustling on the beams.

Too bad, Yan Ruiwen is not around, he has to deal with the sneak attack by himself.

With a flick of Xuanqing's fingertips, energy burst out, the red candle was rekindled, and a ball of half-yellow, lukewarm candlelight lit up in the room instantly, reflecting on the face of the visitor.

The person who came was like a bat, with his legs hooked on the beams and a golden hook hanging upside down, his face was very rosy due to blood congestion.

Xuan Qing was surprised and said: "You... Your injury has healed?"

The gentleman on the beam loosened his legs, turned over, and fell lightly to the ground. "You're curious about this when you see me?"

Xuan Qing smiled unnaturally, was so surprised that he accidentally blurted out what was in his heart.He was severely injured by Yan Ruiwen, and he was alive and kicking within two days. Could it be that his Jinchuang medicine has a special effect?

The man in black used his shiny black tricks to look around at Xuan Qing, look around, look around... Finally he made up his mind and said: "You are a good person."

Xuan Qing waved his hand modestly: "Thank you."

He continued: "A good man doesn't live long."

Xuan Qing: "..."

"However, you are not an ordinary good person."

"..."

"You are a very nice man."

Xuan Qing thought that at this moment, Xuan Qing's facial muscles must be very stiff. Could it be that the man in black was raised as a dead man since he was a child, and he didn't have any education, so why couldn't he speak.

Xuan Qing wants to take back the previous sentence "young people are very cute", children should read more books and newspapers, and avoid fighting and killing things.

The man in black was not too embarrassed to talk to himself, and said to himself: "So I don't want you to die too early."

Coincidentally, Xuan Qing didn't want him to die too early.

Brother in black: "This martial arts conference, someone wants your life, you still have time to turn around now."

Xuan Qing finally had a chance to speak, immediately entered the role, frowned and said: "Xuan has always had no grievances or enmities with others, how could someone want my life?"

Brother in black: "Because you are a good person..."

Xuan Qing: "..."

The little brother in black had complex eyes, and said slowly: "Good people always meddle in their own business, but you will never ignore injustice. They can't let such a dangerous variable like you exist."

and then?

"Let's go," said the little brother in black, "Live a few more years and don't be caught by them."

Before the words were finished, the wind blew by, the candlelight flickered twice, and there was no one in front of him.

Therefore, Xuanqing had no idea who was going to harm him, how, and when, but the little brother in black just ran over to return him everything he had said, and threatened him by the way?

Xuanqing opened the door melancholy, walked into Ye Huazhong, and climbed up the stairs.

"Brother Yan, today's martial arts is dominated by young people."

Yan Ruiwen leaned against the door leisurely and said with a light smile, "Are you very old?"

Xuan Qing sighed: "It can't compare to young blood." He felt that there was a generation gap between them.

"Oh?" Yan Ruiwen said, "What does it have to do with you walking into my room?"

Xuanqing sat on the soft and warm bed of the old enemy, touched the soft sheets with his hands, and was immediately satisfied. It may be that the material level of being the leader last time was too high, which made him have such a princely disease.

Feeling the comfortable touch under the palm, Xuanqing straightened his posture, and said uprightly: "I'm worried that Xiaoxiao will disturb my friend's dream, so I'm here to protect you all night."

Xuan Qing looked at his face and added: "Don't worry about me, I'll just sleep on the outside."

Yan Ruiwen crossed his arms and said, "I think you're a drunkard who doesn't care about drinking."

Xuanqing didn't care if he was discovered.

Xuan Qing got into the bed, lay on his back and patted the edge of the bed.

"What are you doing in a daze, it's time to rest."

Yan Ruiwen smiled and shook his head: "I don't know whether I should be in a daze or not."

"Of course it shouldn't be," Xuan Qing said, "The night is already deep, and the sky is about to dawn. There is not much time to sleep peacefully."

Yan Ruiwen chuckled twice: "So you're not so stupid that you can't be saved."

Xuan Qing watched Yan Ruiwen turn over to the bed, lying on his side beside Xuan Qing, held back, but didn't speak.The old enemy Jun Ding mistakenly thought that there was something in his words, and these villains like to think too much, but Xuan Qing decided not to point it out, and would make mistakes to maintain his image of intelligence.

Xuanqing blew out the lights, and in the deep darkness, said to the person beside the pillow again: "Go to sleep."

Yan Ruiwen responded with a "hmm".

After a good night's sleep, when Xuan Qing opened his eyes the next morning, he was stunned for a moment, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and tried his best to focus his distracted eyes on the handsome face that was so close at hand.

This is not an easy task, because their noses touch each other, their breathing blends, and they are so close... Xuanqing saw that Yan Ruiwen had four eyes.

Xuan Qing slowly moved his head away, gently pulled out the arms that were in his arms, and raised the legs that were around his waist.

Could it be that they were too tired yesterday, otherwise how could they sleep like this?

Fortunately, Yan Ruiwen hadn't woken up yet, so Xuanqing quickly lay down in a well-behaved manner, pretending to be a good-natured sleeper.

After a while, the sound of cloth rubbing against the bed sounded in his ears, and Xuan Qing understood that it was Yan Ruiwen who got up.

Counting silently to three times, then slowly raised his eyes, Xuanqing stretched in a feigned manner.

"morning."

"Morning?" Yan Ruiwen smiled lowly, "You slept soundly, your breathing was long and smooth."

Xuan Qing coughed twice: "I'm overwhelmed."

Yan Ruiwen didn't expose his little trick, got out of bed and put on his shoes and socks: "I'll call Xiao Erduan to bring hot water."

"Thank you." Xuan Qing glanced at his back with a guilty conscience, he probably didn't realize that he was sleeping on him as a human pillow.

Well, no.Xuan Qing thought with peace of mind, how could Yan Ruiwen's personality make him wronged, if he found something wrong, he would have thrown himself out of bed.

Once he figured it out, Xuan Qing cheerfully followed Yan Ruiwen out of bed to wash up.

When Erduan Shui came in, he saw Xuan Qing was taken aback, then glanced at the messy bed behind him, and muttered: "No wonder there is one upper room and one lower room, it turns out..."

Xuanqing pricked up his ears to listen to what was said later, but it was a pity that Xiao Er didn't say "it turns out", but just looked at them with strange eyes, and was finally scared away by Yan Ruiwen's look.

When Xuanqing was done tidying up, Yan Ruiwen was sitting in front of the bronze mirror and combing.Xuan Qing walked behind him and twisted a strand of his long hair, brushing Yan Ruiwen's black hair with his fingertips, it was soft and delicate, which was really enviable, especially for a person like Xuan Qing who would pull out several strands of hair every time he combed his hair.

Yan Ruiwen raised his eyes: "Why, you want to help me tie my hair?"

Xuan Qing said: "You have tied it up, why bother."

Yan Ruiwen held the hair tie nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter if you tie it well, just untie it again."

"Don't, don't, don't," Xuan Qing saw that he didn't seem to be joking, and hurriedly said, "I'm clumsy, and it will be difficult for you to get out of the house."

Yan Ruiwen showed disappointment: "I'm just joking, it won't delay your great cause of weeding out the strong and supporting the weak."

Xuan Qing pretended not to see it, and changed the subject: "Let's go, go down and have breakfast."

Breakfast was very simple, a steamed bun, a bowl of porridge, Xuan Qing patted his half full stomach, glanced at Yan Ruiwen, who was calm and composed, and couldn't figure out how to offend him again, so that he abused himself in disguise like this.

However, under the eaves, he had to bow his head.

A poor jingle hero is not qualified to complain to the funder who contributed all the way.

After the meal was finished, Xiao Er took down the dishes, and Xiao's servant came to announce that the timing was just right.

Xuan Qing secretly sighed, it turns out that servants all have such miraculous abilities.

The servant said respectfully to them: "My master invites two heroes to come to the house to have a talk."

Xuanqing couldn't help but glance at Yan Ruiwen, wondering what kind of mood he was in when he was called a hero, but Yan Ruiwen's expression was neither sad nor happy, and he couldn't see any waves.

Xuan Qing turned his gaze back, and said gently to the servant who was waiting for an answer: "Thank you."

The current patriarch of the Xiao family is the leader of the Wulin League and the current leader of the Wulin League. The person he really wants to invite is probably not Xuanqing, but Yan Ruiwen, who is next to Xuanqing with a mysterious family background.

A hero who acts upright, but his best friend is a top expert with unknown origins, how can he not attract people's attention.

Maybe Xuanqing will become a thorn in the side of some people, also...

Forget it, Xuan Qing shook his head, the fate he already knew, why bother in vain.

Xuanqing sat in the carriage prepared by the boy in advance, looked through the window pane at the peddlers along the street, and said with emotion: "From sharing a ride to sharing a ride, my life is not all downhill."

Yan Ruiwen slightly raised his eyebrows: "Are you implying that I will take you downhill?"

"No," Xuan Qing turned his head with a smile, "I'm implying that good things will happen when I'm with Brother Yan."

"you……"

Yan Ruiwen suddenly grabbed Xuan Qing's arm, leaned over, and moved his lips slightly.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Qing looked at him blankly.

Yan Ruiwen's eyes lingered on Xuan Qing's face, and there was a flash of struggle in his eyes. After a while, he finally let go of his hand and returned to normal.

"I still say the same thing, don't think that it will be beneficial to say some beautiful words to please me."

Xuan Qing asked: "Then are you a little happier?"

"You ah you..."

Yan Ruiwen muttered to himself, a ray of morning light shrouded his body, adding a touch of tenderness to him.

The carriage moved slowly, and they sat side by side with their sleeves folded together.

Xuan Qing thought, at least at this moment they are not going to confront each other.