After the cannon fodder became a heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]

Xuan Qing poured cold water on him: "Unfortunately, it seems that there can only be one protagonist,"

The corner of Nangong Bi's mouth raised, and that snake-like cold expression covered the entire face again.

"Hero Xuan, you have talked so much with me, why don't you keep talking, come and let me get you a glass of water."

He spoke softly, and the words were full of irresistible threats. Under his gaze, Xuanqing raised the cup of tea and drank it down.

Nangong Bi smiled to himself and said, "Let me guess, you are trying to protect the protagonist, aren't you?" He paused, the smile in his eyes completely faded, replaced by a blatant murderous intent, "If you are the protagonist, Zhan Tingfang will never die so easily, Shi Tianmen will not be so stupid as to be your enemy, and Yan Ruiwen will not be so chic."

I really can't underestimate any character. Nangong Bimingming just picked up a discarded "Character Setting", but he seems to have read through the whole script.

"Tell me, who is the real protagonist. Lin Changqing, Nangong Yu, or...Lin Lang."

Every time Nangong Bi said a name, she would stop for a moment and carefully observe Xuan Qing's expression.

The feeling of being stared at by a snake is not good, Xuanqing looked away, looked away, and did not answer.

Nangong Bi seemed to have known Xuanqing's reaction earlier, she tapped her fingers on the table, once and again.

"After meeting for the first time, I still can't forget the hero's sentence 'I can kill you, but you can't move me even if you try your best', you say, use my ability to kill these three people, and finally Who can survive?" His voice was unhurried, with endless killing intent hidden in his tone.

Xuan Qing clenched his fists: "Nangong Yu is your younger brother!"

"Oh?" Nangong Bi frowned, "It seems that my stupid brother has no protagonist's life."

Was put together.

However, right now, Lin Lang is protected by Yan Ruiwen and Lan Dai, even if Nangong Bi has evil thoughts in his heart, he can't be dealt with for a moment, and the one who needs protection is the young and vigorous Lin Changqing. In the hands of a madman.

When he met Nangong Bi, he sent an error message to the system, and his superiors would not ignore such a serious bug.

Thinking of this, Xuan Qing's eyebrows stretched, and he warned himself to be calm, not to fall into the opponent's aggressive tactics, and follow his rhythm.

Xuan Qing said: "Since you want to know so much, it's okay for me to tell you, the protagonist is Lin Lang."

Nangong Bi didn't expect Xuan Qing to let go, and was stunned for a moment.

"What tricks are you playing?"

Xuan Qing propped his elbows on the table, raised his head, and squinted at him.

When he was not talking, Nangong Bi tried his best to match Xuan Qing's words. When Xuan Qing knew everything, he was worried that Xuan Qing would provide false information and confuse the public.

Nangong Bi stared at Xuan Qing closely, and his whole body exuded an aura of rain and wind, but unexpectedly, Huo De dissipated his anger before it gathered and took shape.

Nangong Biyun said calmly: "I heard that you gave Yan Ruiwen the Mihun powder, tsk tsk, how can Hero Xuan lower his self-worth and behave like a villain. I'm really not worth it for you."

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Qing felt his whole body go limp, and fell off the chair as if he had no bones, and collapsed on the ground.

"you……"

Nangong Biju looked down at Xuanqing with malicious eyes.

"You can taste the cartilage powder as an apology, and you don't need to thank me."

Xuanqing couldn't get angry, couldn't laugh, and could only sigh that fate made people fool.

"Don't you think highly of yourself?"

Nangong Bi squatted down, her jet-black eyes were set on her pale eyes, as if they had been poisoned.

"Didn't you say that I can't hurt you at all? I'd like to see if this sentence is true or not."

Xuan Qing said: "You can wait and see."

Nangong Bi grinned: "I hope your life is as hard as your mouth."

Fortunately, Nangong Bi had no unspeakable hobbies other than her dangerous thinking. After she said a vague and cruel word, Liu Xuanqing lay on the floor for a long time, but a dumb servant came over and carried Xuan Qing to bed.

These villains have a common problem, which can be solved in one go. They have to procrastinate until the end, and let the protagonist turn the tables.

For the next few tens of days, Xuanqing lay on the bed withered and recharged his energy for a few hours, but he was only able to move his fingers, and even turning over could break out in sweat. Nangong Bi exchanged some favors with Lan Dai.

Such a powerful medicinal effect is far from being comparable to Yan Ruiwen's, and only Lan Dai can match it.

Xuan Qing smiled wryly, wondering what deal he had made with Nangong Bi.

When Xuanqing sees Lan Dai next time, it will be... Forget it, the little friendship between Xuanqing and him is indeed not as attractive as the rare medicinal materials.

Right now Xuanqing is laying on the bed bored, self-hypnotizing. It's been a long time since he enjoyed the time of such a person. Before, he was either tired of going through the plot, or busy cleaning up for Yan Ruiwen.

Thinking wildly, Xuanqing also fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night, and he woke up with aches and pains in the sky.

Xuan Qing tried to turn his head, but felt a sharp pain in his neck, and immediately froze and did not dare to move.

"I wouldn't say stiff neck." Xuan Qing muttered to himself, feeling depressed.

"No." A reply came from above his head.

Xuan Qing was taken aback at first, then rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Brother Lan, why didn't you help me turn over and rub my shoulders when I came here?"

Lan Dai also smiled: "The needle on Xuan Daxia's neck has not been removed, I'm afraid that if you turn over, you will be so sad."

Xuan Qing was happy instead of angry when he heard the words, fortunately it was not a stiff neck, otherwise the reputation of a hero would be greatly discounted.

Xuan Qing said: "I thought that Brother Lan's hands have rejuvenated, and there is no need to treat me with acupuncture anymore."

Lan Dai said: "You are right, there is no need for acupuncture treatment."

Xuan Qing suddenly felt uncertain, and half-jokingly said: "It's not a cure, I'm in such severe pain, aren't you poisoning me?"

Lan Dai didn't answer, but bent down, slammed her chin on the pillow, and looked at Xuan Qing.

"Lin Lang told me an interesting story. He said that you encouraged him to be the protagonist of Raoshizi. He said that the so-called protagonist can't die no matter what, and he can be fine if he is poisoned. If I don't try it, I will be sorry for my status as a doctor. Don’t you, Xuan Hero, specialize in doing good deeds, to test medicine with your body and save all living beings, isn’t that a great deed?”

It turned out that Lin Lang, that brat, cheated him.

Xuan Qing asked, "Is Lin Lang alright?"

Lan Dai said: "If you have time to care about others, why not think more about yourself. With such great ability and such a great reputation, you just push things in the worst direction."

Xuan Qing closed his eyes: "You don't need to say so much, you just want me to be your medicine man, anyway, I'm powerless to resist, just do as you please."

"If I hadn't had to, I wouldn't take the wrong path. Don't worry, if this medicine succeeds, I will try my best to give you freedom." Lan Dai's eyes slanted, and he said don't worry, with no shame on his face.

"If you want to test the medicine, you have to be poisoned by the same poison first," Xuan Qing said, "Which kind of strange poison is your master?"

As soon as the words fell, Xuan Qing's head felt like a burst of pain, and a silver needle pierced into his scalp.

Lan Dai's face turned cold: "How do you know?"

Xuan Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "The King of Medicine doesn't know martial arts, and he doesn't need to retreat to practice immortality. Of course, something happened if he avoided seeing people. I'll follow up with your next sentence, but just thinking about it can dredge all kinds of joints."

Lan Dai's complexion changed, and she sat on the head of the bed, feeling sullen for a while.

Xuanqing could only bite the bullet and remind: "Needle."

"I haven't applied poison yet, don't look miserable," he glanced at Xuan Qing, "this is for you to activate your meridians."

Xuan Qing resisted the severe pain, tried his best to hook the pillow, and adjusted his neck to a slightly more comfortable position.

To be honest, Xuan Qing doesn't know Lan Dai well. In the script, he and his master are more like a pair of tool people than supporting roles. The sky is full of hype, medicine to the death, everything is for the protagonist.

There is no branch line in them, no emotional conflict, and the savior is purely the benevolence of the doctor and the spirit of challenging strange and strange diseases.

Therefore, Xuanqing always felt that he would stand on his side unconditionally, even Yan Ruiwen...

No, Xuanqing believed in Lan Dai for a reason, why did Yan Ruiwen entrust Lin Lang to him when he was trapped that day?

With Yan Ruiwen's heart, he would never trust a person easily. Not long ago, his attitude towards Lan Dai was not friendly. How could he judge that it was safest for Lin Lang to be sent to Yaowang Valley?

Xuan Qing's thoughts were completely understood. At this moment, Lan Dai raised his hand and pulled out all the silver needles. Xuan Qing only felt the blood flow all over his body, and his chest seemed to be on fire, and he was no longer in the mood to analyze Yan Ruiwen's mental journey. .

His throat constricted, he coughed heavily, and touched the corner of his mouth exhaustedly.

wet.

Lan Dai saw what Xuan Qing was thinking, and said with a glance: "Don't touch it, it's sweat, not blood."

Xuan Qing resentfully put down his hands, regretting that he didn't put on a dignified expression just now, wondering if it's still too late to make up for it.

Lan Dai didn't care and squeezed Xuan Qing's shoulder again: "Very good, I can move now."

Xuan Qing raised his eyes in surprise, and tried to bend his fingers, and the hand that was still like a lead just now was really much more relaxed.Still slow to move, but better than ignorant.

"Thank you." Xuan Qing said gratefully.

Lan Dai raised her eyebrows, swept away the gloom on her face, and returned to her usual playful smile.

"You are so strange. You didn't speak up when you were harmed. You would be grateful if you could do something to fix it. No wonder Yan Ruiwen is always so angry with you."

When Xuan Qing heard his words, he immediately caught something in his thousands of thoughts and looked straight into his eyes.

"What did Yan Ruiwen tell you?"

"It's nothing," Lan Dai chuckled, "See what you said to him."

Xuanqing felt like a stick in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.

How to ask, how to say, how to guess?

Xuan Qing fell into deep thought, the heat wave brought by the silver needles faded away, and his hands and feet became icy cold.