After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

"Brother Nangong was joking."

Xuan Qing brushed his hand away, the strange feeling in his chest was thicker and thicker like the fog in front of his eyes.

"Really," Nangong Bi pulled out a thin volume from his skirt with an unpleasant smile on his lips, "I picked up this book by accident recently, and the content on it is very interesting, I wonder if Hero Xuan would like to read it .”

Xuan Qing looked away and said: "The night is dark, forgive Xuan for his lack of vision."

"Oh, it's okay, I'll read it to you."

Nangong Bi spread out the book, gave Xuan Qing a meaningful look, and slowly opened her mouth.

"The protagonist has his own indestructible body. He was chased and killed by hundreds of people. He was poisoned in his body and jumped into the abyss without any damage. He is sought after by thousands of people. He calls the wind and rain in the martial arts world, and even with one move..." Thinking of this, Nangong Bi deliberately paused before continuing, "Behead the devil Yan Ruiwen."

Xuan Qing's head ached, his hands were clenched under the cover of his sleeves, and he met his probing eyes.

"A bunch of nonsense."

"I don't think so," Nangong Bi flipped forward a few pages, "Saving the Baijiazhuang, eliminating the bandits, offering sacrifices to heroes... the first half can be called the biography of Hero Xuan."

Xuan Qing said coldly: "So, what do you want to imply?"

Nangong Bi asked back: "Does Hero Xuan know the name of this book?"

Xuan Qing didn't say a word, but he had a conclusion in his mind.

""Character Setting"," Nangong Bi had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, "What a strange name, don't you think?"

Xuan Qing said: "Since Brother Nangong also knows that this book is ridiculous, it's better to throw it away as soon as possible."

"Before I throw it away, there is still one thing I don't understand, and I ask Hero Xuan to enlighten me."

Xuan Qing's fingernails dug into the palm of his hand, and he stared at Nangong Bi's half-drenched face in the shadow -- pale and thin, like a poisonous snake waiting to be preyed.

Nangong Bi leaned over, exhaling cold breath in Xuanqing's ear.

"What does the word 'protagonist' mean?"

The night was windy and the moon was like frost, Xuanqing let out a long sigh and let go of his hands.

"The main character means that he can kill you, but you can't move him even if you try your best."

Nangong Bi keenly caught Xuan Qing's murderous aura, quickly took a few steps back, and kept a distance from Xuan Qing.

"Oh my god, is Hero Xuan angry?"

Xuan Qing smiled: "Where does Qi come from?"

Nangong Bi put away the expression on her face, lowered her face, and said, "In that case, why doesn't Hero Xuan act according to the second half of the book?"

"Because what you have in your hand is just a useless book."

Both he and the protagonist Lin Lang have chosen a completely different path.

Xuan Qing turned around, and stepped on the silver light to walk up the road.

Nangong Bi stood behind Xuan Qing and said, "I don't know how Mr. Yan will feel when he reads this book."

Xuan Qing paused and didn't look back.

"If you are smart enough, don't let him see this book."

Nangong Bi didn't say much, but his gaze followed Xuan Qing after he entered the tree, and he couldn't dissipate for a long time.

The night fog is vast, Xuanqing's vision is blurred, his heart is sour and astringent, and his emotions are full of twists and turns.

Back at the residence, Xuanqing saw a candle in the house from a distance, and the dim candlelight warmed the cool stone road under his feet.

Xuan Qing patted his cheeks, cheered up again, put on a smiling face and pushed open the door.

"Brother Yan hasn't rested yet?"

Yan Ruiwen looked at Xuan Qing with a half-smile: "Someone can go out for a tryst with a smell of medicine, how dare I rest."

Xuan Qing walked over and grabbed his cold hand, rubbed it together: "I'm sorry."

Yan Ruiwen pulled out his hand and flicked Xuan Qing's forehead hard: "You, you are always soft-hearted at the last moment, and you will suffer a big loss sooner or later."

Xuan Qing looked at his profile under the candlelight, and murmured: "Yes."

Yan Ruiwen looked at Xuan Qing and asked, "Tired?"

Xuan Qing nodded slightly.

Yan Ruiwen reluctantly dragged Xuanqing to the prepared basin, rolled up his sleeves to help him wash his hands: "If you're tired, go to sleep first."

"Brother Yan..." Xuan Qing said.

"Huh?" Yan Ruiwen raised his brows slightly, and his ice sculpture-like face instantly came alive.

Xuan Qing shook his head: "Sleep together."

Yan Ruiwen looked at Xuanqing fixedly, and after a while, he said with a smile: "Did you cause trouble?"

Xuan Qing pursed his lips, under his gaze, some ears felt hot.

Yan Ruiwen's eyes sank, he clasped Xuan Qing's hand, and said, "Let's go, let's sleep together."

Xuanqing was lying on the bed with his clothes together, his breath was filled with Yan Ruiwen's unique light fragrance, mixed with the smell of medicine on his body, it was like a cup of strong tea lingering in the air, Xuanqing fell into a dream after a while.

In the dream, the white mist that dissipated originally gathered again, and the world was confused.

Xuan Qing was sweeping across the dense fog in front of his eyes with his hands, when he suddenly heard a voice calling him.

"Xuanqing, Xuanqing, idiot..."

Xuan Qing was awakened by an anxious and familiar voice, and when he opened his eyes, it was Yan Ruiwen's handsome face.

"Have a nightmare?"

Xuan Qing raised his hand and touched his forehead, only to find that he was already dripping with cold sweat.

"It's nothing," Xuan Qing said confidently, "I dreamed that Lin Lang was eaten by you, and I couldn't stop it."

Yan Ruiwen's expression was very exciting for a moment, he said: "If you want to eat him, you should eat him first."

Xuan Qing shrinks his neck: "No, by the way, where is Lin Lang?"

"Why do you think of him?" Yan Ruiwen covered Xuan Qing with a quilt.

Xuan Qing said as if nothing had happened: "Does the master need a reason to care about the apprentice?"

Yan Ruiwen coaxed him: "You cure Sandu obediently, and you will see him naturally."

Xuan Qing frowned: "Brother Yan doesn't know the taste of medicine, it's bitter, bitter..."

A word "Zai" was swallowed together with the candied fruit stuffed into his mouth.

Yan Ruiwen smiled and said: "Good medicine tastes bitter."

Xuan Qing: "..."

In the end, Xuan Qing's bitterness finally came to an end with a slap from Lan Dai.

With a twist of his wrist, Lan Dai put the blood-stained porcelain bowl on the table, muttered for a while, glanced at Yan Ruiwen who was nervous, and murmured: "Um..."

Yan Ruiwen asked, "How?"

Lan Dai laughed loudly: "It seems that my skills are extraordinary, and I went to clean up the poison yesterday."

Clouds clouded Yan Ruiwen's face in an instant: "You know that the poison is gone, but you deliberately delay telling us for a day, so that Xuan Qing will bleed for an extra day?"

Lan Dai hurriedly jumped behind Xuan Qing: "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!"

Xuan Qing reminded him: "Brother Yan is not a gentleman."

Two pairs of eyes pierced Xuan Qing's body one after the other.

Lan Dai made a gesture to lift Xuan Qing's clothes: "What kind of villainous behavior did he do to you?" But before touching Xuan Qing's clothes, a cold light flashed, and the cold tip of the sword rested on his hand.Lan Dai withdrew her hands in embarrassment, touched her nose in embarrassment: "The doctor's duties are done, you continue." After speaking, he walked away.

Xuan Qing shook his head, and wrapped gauze around the wound on his arm.

Yan Ruiwen stared at Xuan Qing's hand and said, "You really have no feelings for Zhan Tingfang?"

Xuan Qing thought for a while, and said, "It's not without emotion."

Yan Ruiwen immediately raised his sword and got up: "I'll call that quack doctor back."

Xuan Qing grabbed his sleeves and asked him to sit down: "It's just that I lost my relationship with my children. I feel sorry for Ms. Zhan."

Yan Ruiwen said the same thing as at that time: "If you do your own crimes, death is not a pity."

"People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes," Xuan Qing said, "Forget it, don't mention her, when are we going to leave?"

Yan Ruiwen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Where are you going?"

Xuan Qing smiled: "The world is so big, there should always be a place for us."

Yan Ruiwen grabbed Xuan Qing's hand: "As long as you don't try to escape, there is no place in the world where I can't take you."

"It's not too sour to say."

Xuan Qing retracted his hands, curled up his fingers uncomfortably, and looked away.

"How can I escape?"

Yan Ruiwen sighed, "You have escaped so much, I can hardly remember."

Xuanqing originally wanted to refute one or two, but seeing his worried expression, he didn't say anything, and continued to rest for a long time according to his intention.

When it was the last time for Lan Dai to feel his pulse, Xuanqing touched his increasingly soft belly, and seeing Yan Ruiwen's still strong body, he couldn't help complaining: "Why do people who suffer from Sangong San practice exercises every day, but those who suffer from Mihun San Has the person wasted their time?"

Lan Dai answered first: "Because he is raising pigs."

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Qing and Yan Ruiwen turned black at the same time, but Lan Dai frowned and said, "Wait a minute."

As soon as Xuan Qing's heart was raised, Yan Ruiwen also took back his murderous aura.

Lan Dai stroked his unnecessary beard, shook his head and said, "This old man has discovered his pulse."

Hearing the words, Xuan Qing wished to send away this nonsense quack immediately, but Yan Ruiwen cooperated with him when he got excited.

"It's because I didn't worry too much. We will get married immediately and give you and the child a title."

Xuan Qing glared at him.

Yan Ruiwen said without changing his face: "Do you want our child to be born without father or mother?"

Landai absolutely fell.

Xuan Qing decided to throw these two lunatics out and clean himself up.

Landai put her feet on the ground, clapped her hands on the door frame and howled: "Flip your face and be ruthless, cross the river and tear down the bridge, you're so sick that you forget the doctor!"

Xuan Qing withdrew his hand, took a step back, and watched him fall to the ground unexpectedly because he withdrew his strength.

"Aiyo, aiyo," Lan Dai exaggerated, rubbing his buttocks, "I knew you would learn to be bad by following Yan Ruiwen."

Yan Ruiwen leisurely leaned against the wall, watching from the wall.

Xuan Qing said: "What do you want to say?"

"Well," Lan Dai rubbed his hands, "it's nothing, I treated two people, and the cost of the consultation is not too much, right?"

Xuan Qing turned sideways and pointed at Yan Ruiwen: "Then you should tell him."

Lan Dai shook his hand: "He may not be able to afford it, but you can."

Xuan Qing became serious, knowing that what he wanted was not money.

Lan Dai's eyebrows were curved, and the two moves were turned around, revealing a fox-like cunning.

"It's not difficult, just give me the Longdanxiang you took the initiative to mention."

Xuan Qing said: "You know that this item is a family heirloom of the Nangong family."

Lan Dai said: "Maybe it was in the past, but not necessarily now. The second child of the Nangong Family is a weirdo. The boss claims to kill people like hemp, but he didn't hurt you at all when he met you. It shouldn't be difficult to come to the Nangong Family for your pocket .”

Yan Ruiwen moved and moved to Xuan Qing's side.

Xuan Qing pressed his arm and asked Lan Dai: "How do you know that I have met Nangong Bi?"

Lan Dai sniffed: "The trace incense unique to the Nangong family, most people can't touch it."

Xuan Qing sniffed the cuff subconsciously, but only smelled the ordinary medicinal fragrance.

Lan Dai nodded her nose, and said, "Nangong family's unique Xun Zong Xiang, ordinary people can't smell it."

Yan Ruiwen jokingly said: "It seems that you, the descendant of the medicine queen, are not in vain."

"That's natural," Lan Dai puffed up her chest.

Xuan Qing said: "Consultation money is fine, but Long Dan Xiang is not good. Brother Lan, don't make things difficult for others."

Lan Dai looked at Xuanqing and said, "Don't be nervous, I didn't ask you to grab it, and that would damage your reputation as a hero." He paced outside the door, "But if someone offers it with both hands, don't forget to pass it on to me."

Yan Ruiwen's eyes turned cold: "What do you know?"

Lan Dai returned to her indifferent nature, gave them a small smile, and said: "It's settled, I'll go to collect herbs first, and you guys can play by yourself, play by yourself."

He walked briskly, bouncing around and walking crazily, but Xuan Qing's heart felt heavy again.