After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

It rained a little in the middle of the night, and the raindrops hit the window sill sparsely, as if someone was knocking on the door.

Xuan Qing clicked on Yan Ruiwen's sleeping point, put on his clothes and got out of bed. Only by walking two steps by himself can he understand how profound Xiao Ling's skill is.

With two wry smiles, Xuan Qing pressed his forehead, shook his head, shook off the shadows in his eyes, and walked out step by step.

not far away.

Zhan Tingfang held a dark red oil-paper umbrella and stood under the drizzling rain, looking at him against the moonlight, like a fairy in a story book that confuses scholars.

"It's cool outside, let's go in and talk."

Xuan Qing took off his coat and wanted to put it on for Zhan Tingfang, but she pushed it away.

Zhan Tingfang asked, "Will you blame me?"

Xuan Qing lowered his voice and said: "How can you be blamed for what Master Zhan did? You have tried your best..."

Zhan Tingfang interrupted Xuan Qing: "What if I say I know?" She grabbed Xuan Qing's hand suddenly: "It's enough for you and Yan Ruiwen to be inseparable for so many years, do we still need to be with him when we get married? "

Xuan Qing said: "It's not the same thing."

"It's not the same thing? Which of the two of you is not the same thing? Do you have to live and die with him? Can you give up on him and stay with me well." Zhan Tingfang's tone became more and more urgent. It was almost forced.

Xuan Qing suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was very strange, and subconsciously said: "Miss Zhan, calm down."

Zhan Tingfang turned his face back, and smiled wryly: "Grandpa will take care of everything, you don't have to worry about anything, just think about our wedding."

Xuan Qing scratched the tip of his nose embarrassingly: "I am shy in my pocket, but I have wronged you."

"It's okay," Zhan Tingfang leaned softly on Xuanqing's shoulder, "From now on, the Feidaomen will belong to you, and you will also belong to the Feidaomen."

Xuan Qing hurriedly waved his hands: "No way."

Zhan Tingfang said slowly: "After my father left, the incense of Zhan's family was completely cut off, but the Feidaomen can't be succeeded by anyone."

She didn't know who she was speaking to, her eyes seemed to be covered with mist, and she whispered to the quiet night.

"You are the best candidate, the most suitable husband-in-law, you will help me carry forward the Flying Daomen..."

"It's a good plan, but have you asked our opinion?"

Xuan Qing raised his head differently, met Yan Ruiwen's piercing gaze, and felt guilty.

"I, I thought you were asleep."

Yan Ruiwen walked over with a sneer, and the raindrops fell on his face and slid down his cheeks.

"I lost my martial arts, not my vigilance, let alone..."

He pressed Zhan Tingfang's shoulder with one hand and pushed her away.

"Losing my mind."

Zhan Tingfang groaned in pain, and reached out to hook Xuan Qing's clothes: "Xuan Lang..."

Xuan Qing's head became hot when he was called "Xuan Lang", and he grabbed Yan Ruiwen's wrist with a backhand.

"Stop it, it has nothing to do with Miss Zhan."

Yan Ruiwen twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a sneering smile, and the words he said were extremely cold.

"After I get rid of this woman with ulterior motives, I will take you to cure your brain."

Zhan Tingfang's eyes widened in panic, the blood on her beautiful face faded, and she helplessly called Xuanqing's name.

"That's enough," Xuan Qing said with an accentuated tone, "I think you are the one suffering from insanity."

Yan Ruiwen's cold eyes fell on Xuan Qing: "You don't understand what happened, I don't care about it with you."

"You don't understand," Xuan Qing said, "Ms. Zhan is my beloved woman, and you are my best friend. Why can't you tolerate her?"

"Ah."

Yan Ruiwen let go of his hand quickly, grabbed Xuan Qing's collar, and his tall body fell down.

"Stop talking nonsense, you don't know what 'love' is."

The scorching breath sprayed on Xuan Qing's face, and the distance between the two became closer and closer, until Zhan Tingfang's exclamation came from next to his ear, Xuan Qing seemed to wake up from a dream, and hurriedly pushed away the person in front of him.

"You really..."

Zhan Tingfang furiously raised his palm and slapped Yan Ruiwen, who also raised his arm.

In desperation, Xuan Qing quickly pulled Zhan Tingfang behind him, and shot back.

When the palm touched the wet cloth and heard a muffled groan, Xuanqing finally realized that Yan Ruiwen had no martial arts, and it was impossible for him to respond.

Xuanqing panicked for a moment, Zhan Tingfang on the left, Yan Ruiwen on the right, the unconventional move just now came together in front of his eyes, Yan Ruiwen was holding his chest and staggering.

The cartilage in Yan Rui's tattoo was loose, and he was unable to support his body, a thread of blood slid down the corner of his mouth.His pale face was like a ghost in a rainy night.

Xuan Qing withdrew his hand in a daze, rubbing his palm helplessly.

"I, I didn't mean to..."

Yan Ruiwen's eyes, which were deeper than Ye, could not see any warmth at this moment.

"You really want to protect her?"

Xuan Qing slowly clenched his fists, closed his eyes, the old vows of mountain alliance and sea are still in his ears.

——I hit it off with her at first sight, we fell in love with each other, and we are destined to be a couple for life.

——When this matter is settled, I will come to propose marriage as soon as possible.

"really."

During the long and suffocating silence, the rain stopped at some point, and the moonlight broke through layers of dark clouds and poured down silvery flowers all over the place.

Yan Ruiwen suddenly smiled: "If you love someone, why would you choose to escape, leaving the loved one to live in pain."

What is he saying?Xuan Qing looked blankly at his fluttering thin lips.

"Are you going to be like me, you will wake up when you lose it?" The cold light suddenly revealed, Qingsu, as thin as a blade of ice, glowed coldly under the moonlight. "You didn't want to kill me," Yan Ruiwen said, "Today will fulfill your wish."

As soon as he gave it away, Qingsu handed it to Zhan Tingfang's hand.

"You, you are crazy!"

Xuan Qing reached out to hold him down, but was pushed away.

"You are always soft-hearted, but every time you are hard-hearted, it can make people feel heartbroken."

Xuanqing's six spirits were in vain, and he just said: "You said that you would never let Qingsu get blood."

Yan Ruiwen lowered his eyes: "Yes, I said..."

The two of them were at a stalemate for a while, at this moment Zhan Tingfang smiled softly at Xuan Qing.

"It's because I came at a bad time." Her eyes paused on Qingsu for a moment, and she wanted to pat Xuan Qing's hand, but she shrank back because of Yan Ruiwen, "I'm going back tonight, please explain carefully."

Yan Ruiwen sneered.

Zhan Tingfang's expression froze, and he managed to maintain a smile on his face.

Xuan Qing nodded: "That's fine, you're weak, you'll be fine if you catch cold."

Zhan Tingfang put away the dark red oil-paper umbrella. The sharp top and folded leaves of the umbrella were like a bloody knife, leaving a shallow trace in her hand.

Xuan Qing blinked, and the two completely different murderous auras dissipated in the moonlight.

The lights came on in the courtyard, and Lin Lang walked over sleepily and asked, "Who are you talking to, Master?"

When Yan Ruiwen saw Lin Lang, his tense expression finally eased, and he even raised his hand to press on his head.

"It's okay, go on to sleep."

Poor Lin Lang has been oppressed for too long, unable to enjoy the sudden tenderness, the element of "surprised" is far greater than "favored", and he immediately clenched Yan Ruiwen's sleeves.

"Master Yan, my master has been out of his mind recently, so don't be angry with him again."

Yan Ruiwen laughed at himself: "Except for you, maybe the whole martial arts world doesn't want us to be together."

Lin Lang asked, "Why?"

Xuan Qing looked at them with a complicated expression, Yan Ruiwen was right, they should have been polar and polar, light and shadow.

That's the setting, it's what they were made into flesh and blood when they were created.