After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Xuan Qing said: "Without martial arts, walking will not be affected."

Yan Ruiwen complained: "I'm injured, and the dungeon is very humid, can you bear it?"

Xuan Qing couldn't help having a headache: "Let your men come down to take care of you."

Yan Ruiwen said hoarsely: "I have no subordinates, I am alone."

"..."

Xuan Qing never realized that he was so good at selling miserably.

Yan Ruiwen said: "I had you by my side, but you fell into Mihunsan and even wanted to drive me away."

The person leading the way in front cast a condemning look at Xuan Qing appropriately.

Xuan Qing: "..."

They have already colluded.

Because of Yan Ruiwen's few words, Xuanqing's sadness and worry vanished into nothingness, leaving only a strong sense of powerlessness.

Yan Ruiwen pinched Xuan Qing's earlobe and said: "You left behind the account that I carried Zhan Tingfang, I have written it down."

The leader gave another meaningful look back.

Xuan Qing: "..."

Why did he become a heartless person for no reason?

Xuanqing had to admire the ability of the old enemy. They traveled all the way south, not only did not hear the slightest news about the Wulin League, even the pursuers were isolated from the carriages and horses. Xuanqing almost thought that they were out for a tour. that's it.

Yan Ruiwen held two candy figures and said, "Do you look like the two of us? I made someone pinch them accordingly. The characteristics are there, but the charm is much worse."

Xuan Qing answered "yes" absent-mindedly.

Yan Ruiwen said, "What are you thinking?"

Xuan Qing subconsciously said: "Miss Zhan." Seeing that Yan Ruiwen's expression sank, he quickly added, "I wonder if Miss Zhan was buried."

"Of course she was buried," Yan Ruiwen said, "She is luckier than Xiao Huaili in this regard."

Xuan Qing glanced at the two smiling sugar figurines in his hands, feeling more and more bitter in his heart.

"Brother Yan...I sometimes feel like I'm just running away. I'm sorry Miss Zhan."

"It's late." Yan Ruiwen stuffed the sugar figurine into Xuan Qing's hands, "If you want to go back to be the son-in-law of the Flying Knife Sect, I won't allow it either."

"You know that's not what I meant." Xuan Qing said.

"Xuanqing, don't think about it anymore." Yan Ruiwen whispered, "Promise me, don't think about her anymore."

Hearing the bitterness in the words, Xuan Qing finally couldn't bear it, lowered his head, and lightly licked the candy figurine in his hand. It was sweet, and it was his favorite taste before.

It's been half a decade since we arrived at Yaowang Valley.

Among the green valleys, the little boy with the bamboo building on his back led them unhurriedly.Yan Ruiwen said that he was still injured and couldn't walk, so he had to be supported by Xuan Qing. Xuan Qing had no choice but to carry him on his back with a blushing face under the strange eyes of the little boy.

Yan Ruiwen said: "I used to carry you like this, remember?"

Of course Xuan Qing remembered.

Once upon a time when Xuanqing begged for a sword for him, he took a joke of the old man in Jianlu seriously, and climbed to the towering cliff to pick that unheard of medicinal herb.

At that time, Xuanqing was not afraid of death, and also not afraid of falling, thinking that the fall was just a small injury to pick up a cheat book, and it might not be good for him, so he went forward alone without telling Yan Ruiwen, and accidentally fell, Lying half dead for two days, I didn't find a copy of the cheat book, and Yan Ruiwen, who came anxiously looking for it, recited it back.

Speaking of which, did he cry at the time?

Xuan Qing thought about how Yan Ruiwen wiped his tears, and immediately felt cold on the soles of his feet, frightened by his delusions.

Yan Ruiwen, who was on his back, asked worriedly: "Why are you shaking, are you scared?"

Xuan Qing said vaguely: "It's sort of."

Yan Ruiwen said softly: "Don't worry, I will definitely catch you now."

Xuan Qing thought, now he will not be stupid enough to challenge the experience of the protagonist.

Yan Ruiwen pushed Xuan Qing's shoulder: "Put me down."

Xuan Qing said in surprise: "It's only a few steps."

Yan Ruiwen said with a smile: "Next time I bully you again, if I bully you too much at once, I will feel bad."

The little boy who led the way couldn't hold back anymore, covered his mouth and let out a "puchi" laugh.

Xuan Qing rubbed his nose and let him down, always feeling that Yan Ruiwen had returned to the person Xuan Qing was familiar with, and seemed different.

Looking over from the corner of the eye, the corners of Yan Ruiwen's mouth were raised, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if entangled with unresolved sorrow.

Xuan Qing stretched out his hand to hook his little finger, Yan Ruiwen looked at Xuan Qing with a raised eyebrow in surprise.

Xuan Qing smiled at him, and then took his whole hand.

The slightly frowned brows finally relaxed.

The closer he was to the medicine pavilion, the stronger the scent of medicine in his breath, and Xuanqing's spirit gradually relaxed. After stepping over the threshold, he couldn't help smiling: "Brother Lan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"It's best not to see."

Lan Dai put down the medicine basket in his hand, cleaned his hands in the basin next to him, and then looked at them.

"I'm seriously ill. Sure enough, every time I see you, I look like I'm dying."

Lan Dai is the chief disciple of the King of Medicine, he is slightly older than them, but his temperament is very unstable. Yan Ruiwen always said in private that the mantle of the King of Medicine may not be able to be kept.

Yan Ruiwen said: "Looking, hearing and asking are absolutely indispensable. You can draw random conclusions just by looking at it, and you are not far from a quack doctor."

Lan Dai retorted: "You come to seek help from Yaowanggu with your ability, you will cause big troubles or you will die soon. Don't tell me that you miss me so much that you have to come to pay your respects in person."

Yan Ruiwen narrowed his eyes: "Where is the King of Medicine?"

Lan Dai said angrily, "Master is in retreat."

Yan Ruiwen pondered for a moment, then took Xuan Qing's hand again, and said, "Let's go."

Xuan Qing hesitated for a moment, he didn't expect that he could remember his grudge for so long.

On that day, Xuanqing was carried back to Yaowang Valley by Yan Ruiwen, with only one breath left to breathe. Lan Dai consulted privately under the guise of Yaowang's name, which made Xuanqing suffer a lot. He had a high fever for three consecutive days, and was so angry Yan Ruiwen raised his sword, but he could not get down the tree for three days.

Landai seemed to recall the embarrassing things back then, coughed twice, and said, "I am not what I used to be, you can rest assured," he paused, and added, "Master's medical skills rank first in the world. , I am the second."

Yan Ruiwen said coldly: "What a big tone."

"No," Lan Dai said, shaking his hand, "I rinse my mouth with potion every day, not only does it have no breath, but it also smells very good."

Yan Ruiwen's face darkened, and he tightened his grip on Xuan Qing's hand, but he still didn't step out. They all knew that Lan Dai's words were true.

Seeing that they were not moving, Lan Dai made up his mind, put away his hippie smile, and said seriously, "Please sit down."

Xuan Qing rolled up his cuffs and asked Lan Dai to get his pulse. Hearing Yan Ruiwen's story about Mihunsan, he felt inexplicably embarrassed, and he couldn't help feeling sad when he heard Miss Zhan's name again.

"So that's how it is," Lan Dai clicked his tongue, "It's true that you can't be judged by appearances. I didn't expect that you would attract bees and butterflies like this when you look upright."

Yan Ruiwen agreed.

Xuan Qing said with a burning face: "Don't talk nonsense."

Lan Dai withdrew her hand and asked Xuan Qing: "Do you think you have been hit by Mihun San?"

Xuan Qing said confusedly: "I don't know."

Lan Dai said: "Just as soon as Yan Ruiwen said it, you began to doubt whether your affection for Miss Zhan is true or not. If you are not a fickle person, then I don't need to confirm the answer."

Xuan Qing was speechless for a while, feeling is probably the most difficult thing for him to distinguish.

Yan Ruiwen said: "There is no need for you to confirm that you have won, we are here to remove the effect of Mihun Powder as soon as possible."

Lan Dai shook her head and said, "Forget about Mihunsan for the time being, take a look at yourself first, and be careful not to pretend to be sick for too long and become a real sickness."

Xuan Qing was startled when he heard the words, Yan Ruiwen met Xuan Qing's gaze, smiled comfortingly, and pressed Xuan Qing's shoulder.

Lan Dai immediately clicked his tongue and said, "Some people will really take advantage of each other."

"It's better to have some advantage than nothing," Yan Ruiwen said, "If you can't dispel the poison within three days, don't blame me for smashing the signboard of Yaowang Valley."

Lan Dai said leisurely: "Firstly, Yaowang Valley has never put up a signboard, and secondly, I never imagined that you have such confidence in my medical skills."

The smile at the corner of Yan Ruiwen's mouth froze, and he changed his words: "Ten days at most is the limit of my tolerance."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Lan Dai cupped her hands in vain, and there was no sincerity in her words.

"The idlers can go out and wait."

After finishing speaking, he let Yan Ruiwen's razor-sharp eyes scrape across his face, and calmly took a sip from his teacup.

Yan Ruiwen weighed it a bit, got up and said to Xuan Qing: "I'll have someone clean up the room first, and add an extra pillow."

What does he mean by this mean that they still have to share a bed when they arrive at the Valley of the Medicine King?In the past, Xuanqing rubbed against his room with a dead skin, but now he is actively preparing, Xuanqing sighs in his heart, it is really a turn of events.

Lan Dai quietly said: "The room in Yaowang Valley is enough to live in."

Yan Ruiwen acted as if he had never heard of it, he gave Xuan Qing a few words and then left the door.

Seeing his figure hiding behind the door, Lan Dai turned her head and said, "You are covered with second-rate medicinal powder, I will be able to untie it within three days, so don't worry."

Xuan Qing asked: "Didn't you just say no?"

"Hey, hey," Lan Dai waved his hands, "When did I say no, I just said that you have so much trust in me, I am very relieved."

Xuan Qing was speechless, the two of them, whose combined age was over half a hundred, met Jing Ai and showed off their tongues quickly, and they were not afraid of being laughed at by others.

Lan Dai said: "How can we let him be successful in everything, young people can grow up without stumbles."

He won once, but picked it up.

Xuan Qing said: "Brother Yan is only concerned about it, causing chaos."

Lan Dai squinted at Xuan Qing: "Hey, before you enter the door, let's protect our shortcomings first."

Xuanqing ignored his unrestrained speech, and said: "Since my matter is small, please give priority to treating Brother Yan. He has been poisoned by Sangong powder and his old injuries have not healed. I am worried that if it is delayed for a long time, it will cause more harm to his body."

"What injury could he have? I heard that you were the one who received Xiao Ling's palm." Lan Dai stretched out his index finger and touched Xuan Qing's chest.

Xuanqing's breath stagnated, and he let out a muffled snort, with a bloody smell overflowing from his throat.

Lan Dai sighed: "One of you is pretending to be sick, and the other is pretending to be okay. You are indeed a match made in heaven."

Xuan Qing smiled wryly.

Lan Dai said: "Forget it, you go to rest first, there will be more bitter medicine for you from tomorrow on."

Xuanqing knew in his heart that he was not joking, and felt sorry for him at the moment, lying on the bed, the shadow of Yan Ruiwen pouring medicine slowly enveloped him.

Looking at Xuan Qing's expression, Lan Dai twitched the corner of his mouth, gloating and said: "If I knew today, why bother?"

Xuan Qing guessed that he hadn't seen him for several years, and had saved up a lot of new medicines to torment himself, so he didn't dare to think about it, and got up to leave.

Going out the door, Xuanqing didn't go straight to look for Yan Ruiwen, but looked down at his palm, and the emptiness in his heart rose again.