The first love of the villains ran away with a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

Chicken soup is stewed slowly with traditional Chinese medicinal materials such as astragalus, codonopsis, angelica, wolfberry, and longan.

The time is still short, and the taste has not been tasted yet. I took a sip first, it was a bit fishy, ​​and the smell of medicine was too strong, which covered up the fresh aroma that hadn't been stewed yet.

He spat it out with a bah, frowned and put down the spoon—this skill is far worse than strings of money.

Just after thinking like this, his body froze suddenly, why did he think of this bastard again?

Yan shook his head, put down the chicken soup, picked up the pastry, got up and was about to return to the inner room, when a clear sobbing sound suddenly poured out from the flourishing branches and leaves of a century-old tree——in the middle of the night, it echoed like a wild ghost howling In this quiet courtyard.

If you are tired of hearing it, you can't ignore it even if you want to ignore it.He put down the pastry, took out a torch from his pocket, blew out a cluster of bean-sized flames and went to the tree—by the faint flames jumping on the torch, he looked up and saw an ink-colored figure who was integrated into the night sitting with his face covered. On the tree branch, I couldn't help crying, and I was so noisy that the veins on my forehead were throbbing.

"Shut up!" he yelled in a low voice.

"I want to shut up but can't stop, woo woo woo..."

The dull voice was full of tears, and the blue veins on his forehead appeared when he was tired of hearing it: "If you can't stop, go away and cry."

The crying of the man who heard the words stagnated at first, and suddenly burst into a louder howling.

Hate's fist hardened on the spot.

He opened his mouth and bit the fire clip, hugged the tree trunk as thick as three people, and was about to climb up, when he heard a series of neat footsteps running towards this side with keen ears, he paused immediately, let go of the tree trunk, and was about to find a place First hide for a while, a strong wind hit from the top of the head, the waist suddenly tightened, and the body flew into the air.

Before he could react, the other party hugged him like a night owl, flew out of the courtyard and Zhu's mansion, and then swept over the roof tiles, as if going to the central city lord's mansion.

"Why is the letter I left in your gland gone?"

The gust of wind swept across Yan's face, and the sobbing voice that was blown away by the wind reached his ears.

He just came back to his senses, and when he heard these words and felt the spray of breath on the back of his neck, his face turned black on the spot: "Are you a dog?"

Can even smell the letter that was repelled by him with his soul power?

The man who was scolded as a dog was silent for a moment, then tightened the force around his waist, and asked sullenly, "How did you get my letter out?"

"Then how did you find me?" Yan was also very depressed.

The courtyard where he was hiding was not even found by the doormen and guards of Zhu's family. How did this man who locked himself in the forbidden area find him?

"I remember the smell of your letter."

As he said that, the man had already landed on one of the roofs of the city lord's mansion with disgust.

Unlike Zhu's Mansion, which was silent, the heavily guarded corridors of the City Lord's Mansion were hung with lit lanterns.

The shadow of the lamp reflected the guards standing guard and patrolling. The two of them just stood still on the roof when they turned around and picked up the skirt of the man who was lingering on his glands and wanted to bite. The clear glazed tiles made a crisp sound, which alarmed the hidden guards of the City Lord's Mansion.

A cold light hit his back.

His complexion changed slightly, and he was about to dodge to dodge when the man he was holding onto his clothes suddenly hugged his waist and turned around, dodging the murderous sword, at the same time he raised his hand casually, clamping the tip of the sword with two fingers, coldly He shot at the hidden guard with only one pair of eyes exposed, like a beast whose scales had been touched: "Get lost!"

This stern shout not only sent the hidden guards flying, but also alarmed the patrolling guards below.

A sharp whistle pierced the night sky, and in an instant, countless torches moved towards this side. The patrol guards raised their torches, jumped onto the roof one after another, grabbed the handle of the knife that was slanted across their waists, and drew out at the two of them. The cold knife attacked the two of them without saying a word.

For a moment, the torch illuminated the sky, and completely illuminated the figures of the two of them who were blending in the darkness.

At this moment, a powerful and majestic force of thought burst out from the man, covering the entire city lord's mansion at a rapid speed, so frightening that the guards who were insufficiently trained retreated and stopped, and some guards who had just jumped onto the eaves Swept by the power of thought, he fell to the ground and made a loud noise.

At this time, a middle-aged man wrapped only in a robe opened the door of the palace with difficulty.

With the bones that were crushed by the power of thought, he walked to the center of the garden, raised his flushed face proudly and asked, "Who are you? Why did you break into my city lord's mansion at night?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a 'swoosh' sound, and a murderous long sword was stably inserted into his toes, and at the same time, the aura of the sword made his chest tight, and he took a few steps back again and again, Just spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Noisy!"

Surprised by the man's strength, Hana flew off the roof with his arms around him.

He turned his face and looked up at the side face of the man with tightly pursed lips. The brightly extinguished torches reflected the surrounding lights, and also shone the face of the man with red eyes into the eyes of the city lord, Fu Qinghui.

The anger in Fu City Lord's chest stagnated, and his pupils constricted suddenly: "You, you are old, old ancestor? Why did you come out?"

These words came to the ears of astonishment, which made him feel that it was so true.

Last time, I felt that this man was the ancestor who turned into bones in the plot. Now, his strength is not low. If I want to win the position of city lord in a short time, I am afraid that I will not be able to pass this man, but...

I was tired of thinking about what happened yesterday.

Since this man has such a good cultivation, why was he easily subdued and put to sleep yesterday?

While thinking about it, the man walked up to City Lord Fu with his arms around him.

The man first looked City Master Fu up and down for a moment, narrowed his slender eyes, and asked dangerously: "What? Can't the old man come out?"

"No no no!"

"puff!"

City Lord Fu looked terrified.

I am tired of being amused by the phrase 'old man'.

No matter how you look at it, this man is younger than City Lord Fu.

So claiming to be an old man, no matter how you hear it, you feel awkward.

Hearing the laughter next to his ears, the coldness in his eyebrows and eyes disappeared, he snorted, and said, "Go, clean up the old man's yard, the old man will live for a while."

After all, he stopped thinking.

As soon as the momentum suppressing everyone was withdrawn, there was a sound of falling.

City Lord Fu was pleasantly surprised that the ancestor's cultivation base had increased greatly, he raised his sleeve and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and secretly gave Fu Yi a wink, and then glanced at the ancestor who had normal eyes, and squeezed out an unnatural look Smiling face: "It's a happy event for the ancestor to go out of customs. It just so happens that your Jinlan Garden junior has been sending someone to clean it. Now the junior will take you and this..."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at the people around the ancestor.

It was a young man with a delicate face that was indistinguishable between male and female. Just as he was thinking about what to call him, a gloomy gaze suddenly shot at him. He stared at himself, startled in his heart, quickly retracted his eyes, bowed his head and said respectfully: "This junior will take you to Jinlan Garden."

The man let out a cold snort again, and warned, "Be careful with your eyes, old man."

"Junior dare not."

City Lord Fu didn't have the slightest imposing manner of a city lord, wiped the cold sweat from his head, and explained tremblingly: "This junior is thinking about how to address this young master. After all, you behaved intimately with this young master. It is the quasi-patriarch Kun Jun of the junior."

This quasi-grandfather, Kun Jun, coaxed the man to raise the corners of his lips immediately.

Yan raised his eyebrows, looked at City Lord Fu who didn't seem to recognize his physical identity, and said meaningfully: "You can't talk nonsense about City Lord Fu."

After all, Zhu Wenyan paid homage to Fu Junze.

That is to say, he is still the 'Er Kun' of Fu Santo.

In this world, the married party is called Erkun for the male and Erkun for the female.

City Lord Fu didn't understand the meaning behind it, he just thought that the old ancestor hadn't married him yet, so he was shy to call this young boy so bluntly, so he smiled embarrassingly: "The junior will bring you You two go to rest?"

I don't want to go.

The old thing captured him in the middle of the night, so he hadn't eaten the cakes he stole from the kitchen, and he was starving right now.

I don't know if the guards of Zhu's mansion found the chicken soup left in the yard. If so, the people in the kitchen would definitely realize that Zhu Wenyan and himself were the ones who stole the food before.

The man seemed to be aware of his reluctance, thought for a while, and ordered: "Go and let the kitchen prepare a table for food."

"Yes, this junior will let people prepare."

The man subconsciously ordered another sentence: "Remember to put more seasonings, and stew chicken soup in a casserole. Don't put angelica medicinal materials, which are very nourishing. He is weak and can't be nourished, so use bamboo shoots, mushrooms, red dates and other mountain delicacies." Let’s stew together.”

After speaking, these men were stunned.

How could he be so familiar with a serving of chicken soup, a man who never touched the spring water with his ten fingers and had never even been in the kitchen?

Could it be because he swallowed half the consciousness of that 'lonely ghost'?

After hearing these words, Yan also faintly felt a sense of familiarity.

As if he had thought of something, he pushed the man away with a changed face, stared at the man's side face coldly, and said through gritted teeth, "Wei Lanshu! You are really good at finding this deity!"

"Wei Lanshu?"

The man who was still doubting himself suddenly had a sore nose, mist appeared in his eyes, and he looked at the young man whose face was flushed by the fire with blurred vision: "Who is Wei Lanshu?"

The domineering man turned into a macho man in an instant and wept.

But what he said was cold and cold, as if as long as he nodded, he would raise his sword and kill people secretly.

Annoyed with stagnation of anger.

With such a reaction, could it be that he guessed wrong?

Disgusted of doubting himself.

The man stretched out his long arm, took him into his arms possessively, buried his head deep in his neck, and coaxed in a low voice: "Tell me who Wei Lanshu is, please? Is it someone you like?"

The disgusted self-doubt turned around, and tentatively asked: "What if I say yes?"

- Crack!

It is the sound from the joints.

At the same time, Yan also noticed a murderous aura overflowing from the man's body.

But the man's voice next to his ear was extremely gentle: "Of course it is to invite someone back to our wedding. After all, you have treated me like that, so you must be responsible."

The author has something to say: Thank you babies for your comfort.

This book's grades are particularly poor, and I know it's because I didn't write well.

I wanted to adjust my mentality, but I didn’t, so I thought about finishing this book and then starting the second one after I finished writing this world, but sometimes I hesitated, so I thought about it again.

感谢在2022-02-1715:19:56~2022-02-1816:19:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 bird in the forest;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Muxiu and Suihan;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：云微卷42瓶；>v<、大橙子233310瓶；Yuuuuu8瓶；十飒、啊5瓶；蓝港2瓶；景星、临渔、鸽歌、快乐每一天1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!