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

Fu Yu, who was at a loss, left the yard full of doubts.

The attendants standing outside the courtyard greeted him and adjusted his cloak, and he just stood still and let the attendants move.The cold wind blew up the black hair that was winding and scattered on the front of the front, reflecting each other with his fair complexion and bright red clothes, reflecting his bewildered face.

Father said that Father Kun and Father Wai Kun had done something wrong to Uncle.

Father Kun said that it was his uncle who killed Wai Kun's father, and that he was also the culprit behind Kun's father who had been bedridden for many years—but wasn't Wai Kun's father executed by the elders of the Zhu family because he killed his grandfather?Dad also said that Father Kun was in poor health because of an accident when giving birth to him?

Fu Yu couldn't distinguish what the two said for a while, so he went to find someone to inquire secretly.

But not many people in the mansion know about this past event, and those who do know keep it secret.

He returned empty-handed, and sat in the boudoir with his hands on his cheeks, his eyebrows furrowed, deep in thought.

Kun's father had treated him coldly since he was a child, and his father said it was because of his poor health.

But he saw Father Kun's hatred for him from Father Kun's eyes several times. As he grew older, Father Kun's hatred for him became more obvious, and he didn't even hide it. The balance is more inclined to dad's statement.

Father Kun's body was obviously caused by an accident when he was born.

And his uncle went out to wander around before he was born, and hasn't returned for many years, so how could he kill Wai Kun's father?

Moreover, my uncle broke into the Devil's Cult alone at a young age, and for 15 years, Lord Honglian, who has been invincible all over the world, how could he be such a despicable person as Father Kun said?

Fu Yu was protected by Fu Junze, even though Fu Chengzhu and his wife were not very close because of his status, they never felt sorry for him.

And there are no other brothers and sisters in the mansion, so his living environment is relatively harmonious and simple, which preserves his innocence and innocence-and he is still young, and has not experienced the ravages of wind and frost. The world is black and white, and there is nothing else. Trust the words of those close to you more.

"Yingchun, come and dress me up."

He put aside Father Kun's words for now, swept away his lethargy and entanglement, stretched his brows, regained his vivacity, began to dress up, and looked forward to meeting his uncle for the first time later.

In the blink of an eye, it was early noon.

Dressed up like a delicate flower in bud, Fu Yu cheerfully rushed to the dining room in the front court when the attendant came to report.

When he rushed to the outside of the dining room, he slowed down urgently, nervously helped the hairpin on his head, straightened his messy clothes, took a breath, and walked awkwardly. Slowly stepping into the dining room with small steps.

The atmosphere in the hall was serious, and he couldn't help tightening his heartstrings even though he was already nervous.

"Yu'er is here."

Fu Junze, who was sitting at the head of the chair, caught a glimpse of him and raised his hand to greet him: "Come to Weifu's side."

Fu Yu took a peek at his grandfather and father Zu Kun on the left. Seeing that the expressions of the two were unclear, he called out to them in a low voice, then moved to his father's side and took a seat carefully, and then secretly glanced at the main seat.

There are two chairs in the empty main seat.

Disappointed that he couldn't come in, he saw his uncle and was a little curious, so he quietly pulled off his father's sleeve, and when his father cast his gaze, he opened his mouth and asked silently, "Where's my uncle?"

Fu Junze shook his head lightly, motioning him not to ask.

How could this little movement of the two escape the eyes of City Lord Fu?

City Lord Fu took a look at him, and he froze at this sight, his bushy eyebrows frowned, then thought of something, and slowed down his expression: "I often say that my nephew, Uncle Xiao, can't fake it. Looks like that one."

Hearing the words, Fu Rong raised his eyelids and looked at the reserved Fu Yu.

Speaking of which, Yan lived in the city lord's mansion together with retreat for more than half a year, but he had never met Fu Rongshi, so Fu Rongshi didn't know what Yan looked like—so Fu Rongshi once thought that this child was like a child. His biological father, Baili Sheng, every time the child came to greet him and call him Zu Kun's father, seeing this face that didn't look like Zhu Wenlang's, made him feel his bones stuck in his throat.

As soon as he heard that this child was like that one, the disgust in Fu Rong's heart dissipated a little.

But even so, he didn't wait to see Fu Yu, he just said: "It's about time, let's serve the food first."

As soon as Kun Jun spoke, a servant went to the kitchen to deliver the meal.

Not long after, the attendants carrying the meals came in and out of the dining room in an orderly manner.

At this moment, the footsteps at the door suddenly stopped.

Fu Yu, who had been in a tense state, seemed to have sensed it. When he turned his head to look, he saw two figures walking out of the door, wearing the same clothes, walking slowly side by side among the kneeling attendants, their slender figures wrapped in black brocade robes , the dark red silk thread at the foot of the robe, swinging as you walk, like a blossoming red lotus, shining brightly in the sun.

He stood up unconsciously, and followed his father and grandfather Zu Kun to salute.

"Your family is welcome." The tall man standing on the right waved his hands lazily, hugged the man on the left and walked towards the main seat.

When passing him, the man on the left suddenly stopped and stood in front of him: "You raise your head."

He didn't realize that he was talking about himself.

Stupidly froze in place, heart beating non-stop.

It was Fu Junze who reminded him: "Yu'er, your uncle is talking to you."

"Ah?" Fu Yu raised his head subconsciously, and a finely carved face instantly caught his eyes. Before he had time to marvel, he heard the man in front of him speak.

"This is my nephew?"

I was tired of looking down, but I saw him staring and opening his mouth, frowning, and said with a little disgust: "Why are you so stupid?"

"It's the first time Yu'er saw you as uncle, so I'm afraid he didn't realize it for a while."

Fu Junze took over the conversation, raised his hand and patted Fu Yu who was in a daze: "The meal is ready, why don't we sit down first?"

"That's fine." Yan was hugged by Fu Yu and sat on the main seat.

The rest of the people took their seats one after another. Fu Yu didn't realize that he had lost face just now when he sat on the chair. Suddenly, a wave of heat rushed to his cheeks. He was ashamed and annoyed. The shame was that his uncle really As good-looking as the rumors said, the annoyed thing is that he lost his composure!

But what followed was a faint pride.

Jun Honglian turned out to be his uncle!

Thinking of so many people who admired his uncle outside, he frowned, picked up the chopsticks happily, couldn't help but secretly glanced at the main seat, and suddenly bumped into his uncle's smiling eyes.

Fu Yu was taken aback, and quickly retracted his head.

A chuckle echoed in the dining room.

Then I heard my uncle say, "Come sit beside me."

"Ah?" Fu Yu was stunned again, and looked up in disbelief: "Uncle, are you talking about me?"

"Uncle?" Yan was a little surprised by this title.

He looked at the young man who moved to his side with a happy face. There was no trace of gloom on the young man's face, but a look of admiration. This...

How much Zhu Wenlang hated himself, he knew it well.

But Fu Yu, one of the protagonists, not only didn't hate himself, but also expressed closeness, which is interesting.

He was thinking deeply when someone pulled his sleeve.

After a pause, he tilted his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows at Fu Yu's embarrassed and excited expression.

"uncle."

Fu Yu glanced at the expressions of his grandfather and Zu Kun's father from the corner of his eye, and seeing that there was no stop, he asked in a low voice: "My father said that you are Lord Honglian, is this true?"

The displeasure of raising his eyebrows suddenly became interested, and he leaned over and lowered his voice: "How about the real one, so what about the fake one?"

"If it's true, I can show it off to others when I attend a banquet next time..." Fu Yu spoke quickly and said what was in his heart. After he finished speaking, he realized that he was about to apologize, but his uncle was angry , and asked cautiously: "Can I do this?"

"Okay." He happily acquiesced in his identity.

He also served him a dish in a good mood: "Since you call me uncle, then uncle will naturally be your backer. If someone bullies you in the future, you can also come to find uncle."

"Really?" Fu Yu asked in surprise.

"Of course it is true." I looked at him for a while. In the plot, when the groom killed his family, he was not willing to attack Bailiyu because Bailiyu looked like Zhu Wenyan. Looking carefully now, there are indeed so many of them. very similar.

Although this is not his real body, but he treats a child who is similar to his current skin and is close to him, and he doesn't mind showing a little kindness.

As soon as he said those words, everyone present looked at him.

Fu Chengzhu and his wife have complex expressions, especially Fu Rong's, his mood is indescribable, this child is not of the blood of the Fu family, and with such a father Kun, it is already the limit to turn a blind eye and not vent his anger.

Thinking in this way, he went to see his ancestor's expression.

I saw the old ancestor who was peeling the shrimp shell smiling and pampering that one. Depending on the situation, that person's words were tantamount to the old ancestor's attitude.

Fu Junze was full of emotion.

He had previously suspected that the young master wanted to see Yu Er because of his grievances with Zhu Wenlang, and he would have told Yu Er not to mention Zhu Wenlang in front of the young master early in the morning, but now it seems that he is the villain. The heart measures the belly of a gentleman.

"Uncle, you are very kind."

The naive Fu Yu didn't notice the stagnant atmosphere at the scene, and looked up at him with admiration, his intimacy was beyond words.

Everyone has different tastes after eating this meal.

After returning to Jinlan Garden, Yan took a sip of hot tea and sighed, "I never thought that Zhu Wenlang raised his son so innocently."

"He didn't raise him." Fu Yutie sat down, pulled up a strand of long hair hanging from his shoulders, and said, "My younger generation brought him up. He is not very close to Zhu Wenlang. It is said that his body Not good, I can’t educate myself.”

"Speaking like this..."

Turning her head, she saw Fu Yubai playfully tied her hair into a knot with his own, and raised her eyebrows. Doesn't it mean that Fu Yu and Fu Junze would never be together again?

Thinking about it carefully, if the two protagonists in the plot hadn't experienced the catastrophe of extermination and supported each other in the pursuit of the demon sect, Fu Junze would be unlikely to accept Bailiyu.

"I see that Fu Junze's body has almost recovered, so how is his relationship with Zhu Wenlang?"

"Why do you always care about their affairs so much?" Fu Yu frowned and put down his tangled hair, raised his hands to hold his face, and deliberately lowered his face: "What about their husband and wife has nothing to do with us? "

Fu Yu always felt that her lover cared too much for Jun Ze.

A groom is enough for him, if there is another Fu Junze...

Thinking of this, the alarm bells in his heart rang out, and he changed the subject without a trace: "You said that we can't find Wei Lanshu everywhere. Is it possible that he is overseas?"

Compared to the two who were dangling in front of him, he suddenly felt that the illusory Wei Lanshu was more reassuring and could instantly divert his lover's attention.

Sure enough, when he mentioned this person, his lover's expression became a little more dignified.

In addition to being sour, I saw my lover say thoughtfully: "Overseas?"

Fu Yu thinks so, it can be seen that his lover really shows the intention of going out to sea to find someone, and the jealousy in his heart begins to surge again - this Wei Lanshu!Don't ask him to really find out!

He concealed his murderous intent, and said awkwardly: "It is said that there is a mainland on the other side of the sea. We have traveled all over the southeast and northwest, but we can't find Wei Lanshu. Maybe he went overseas by sea."

"Then let's go overseas now!"

Yan is a man of action, Zhu Wenyan's mission was barely completed, and he went as soon as he said he was free of restraints.

He couldn't even wait for one more day, so he left with Fu Yu that night.

When Fu Yu, who was so excited that he didn't sleep all night, got the news, no one knew where he was, and the groom was so disgusted that he forgot in the city lord's mansion.

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After his uncle left, Fu Yu never saw his uncle again.

To commemorate his uncle, he made a painting, which is kept at the bottom of the box.

The legend about Lord Honglian gradually became a legend in the rivers and lakes. He brought a box containing his uncle's portrait and his uncle's groom to marry into a well-matched family.

The focus of life has gradually shifted to her husband and son-in-law. After having a child, more than half of the attention is divided by the child.

Only after the groom who was looking for his uncle came back, would he find his uncle's portrait in the dead of night and think about it alone.

In fact, not long after his uncle left, he knew his life experience.

It's also a coincidence, when he went out for an outing with the daughters of the family, he ran into a man in a wheelchair. The attendant next to him was obviously called the young master of the man, but the man had white hair and was as old as an old man. s.

And the man burst into tears when he saw him.

He was curious and asked, and only then did he learn that this person was his biological father, and thus he also learned about the grievances between Father Kun and his uncle.

Fu Yu felt that although he was young, he could still tell right from wrong.

What happened back then, it was obvious that Kun's father and Wai Kun's father were wrong, and the way of the biological father who helped each other was also wrong.

How innocent is uncle, to be used like that?

If it weren't for the help of the old ancestors of the Fu family, with the temper of the grandfather, the uncle would not have survived, and there would be no Honglian Lord who was later amazingly talented and famous all over the world.

It was also from this time that he realized why Father Kun didn't like him - because he looked like his uncle.

He also realized the reason why his grandfather and father Zu Kun were indifferent to him, because he was not of the Fu family blood.Even his father, who treated him like his own son, settled the absurd marriage with Kun's father because of Kun's system.

These truths are not insignificant blows to Fu Yu.

The father he trusted was not his biological father, and his character was not as flawless as he imagined. He refused the concubine room arranged by Zu Kun's father, but would look at him in a daze.

This made him suffocate, and that's why he couldn't wait to escape from this home that made him feel a little disgusted.

Only the uncle who didn't vent his anger at all, and said he would support him when he first met, was beautified by him in his heart a little bit, and finally became his belief.

This belief did not change when he dreamed of leading a completely different life late one night—instead, because of that dream, he became more convinced that his uncle was the most innocent person!

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postscript:

Yan and Fu Yu drifted on the sea for many years before reaching the other side of the sea.

But the continent across the sea is different from this side. The people there don’t have the theory of Heaven, Earth, Kun and Yuan. There are only men and women. What they practice is internal strength. I am tired of living here. After cultivating internal strength, I will open it again. While fighting, he searched for Wei Lanshu's life.

But he has nowhere to go, only the unknown person is by his side.

After years of tossing, he wondered if Wei Lanshu had died and left this world.

But he didn't want to admit it, because once he admitted it, it would mean that it would be difficult for him to seek revenge on Wei Lanshu, so he tossed even harder, halfway through the toss, Fu Yu's life came to an end.

When Fu Yu weakened, the two happened to pass by a small town.

I was too lazy to go back to the other side of the sea, so I stayed in the small town, planning to continue searching after sending Fu Yu away.

It was rare for the two of them to stop, and they leisurely lived the stable life that Fu Yu dreamed of in the small town.

However, after only half a month had passed such a day, Fu Yu felt that his vitality had withered. In the middle of the night, he reluctantly held his lover's hand tightly, babbling about his affairs, and finally talked about the burial. , He was not willing to close his eyes, so he took a deep breath and stared at the woman who did not have any old-fashioned disgust: "It is not easy to cross the ocean, just bury me in the back mountain of this small town. In my life, I will live I can’t have a title with you, can I have the same acupuncture point with you after death?”

"Yes." Annoyed.

Fu Yu was satisfied, but then thought of something else, and asked unwillingly: "You are still young, will you find another person to accompany me after I leave?"

"Don't look for it." Tired of that thought, if Fu Yu hadn't lost consciousness and fell asleep, and Fu Yu was pestering him, he wouldn't be with Fu Yu.

"Then...do I hold more weight in your heart than Wei Lanshu?"

"..." Looking speechlessly at Fu Yu, who had stubborn eyes, he sighed: "Sometimes I really suspect that you grew up jealous, and I only wanted to seek revenge from Wei Lanshu, and you sincerely accompany me. How can Wei Lanshu compare to you for half my life?"

After getting the exact answer, Fu Yu's breath was gone.

He let go of Yan's hand, hooked the corners of his lips with difficulty, and closed his eyes reluctantly under Yan's gaze.

When he closed his eyes, he sighed again.

But the next moment, a familiar soul floated out of Fu Yu's fleshy body, and the sadness that had just been stained with disgust frown disappeared, and the killing intent that had been suppressed for many years was like a flood that opened the gate, and at the same time, one stood up and reached out Just pinch the other person's neck.

But when he stretched his hand halfway, he stopped.

Because there are two identical heads on the soul body that has been fused together.

"Not tired."

The head on the right showed a familiar look, restrained and restrained.

The head on the left snorted coldly and did not know what to do, but the expression on the right head suddenly became painful.

"It's just an avatar, who dares to covet the deity?"

As he said that, his cold eyes faded away, and he looked affectionately at the murderous Yan, and chuckled lightly: "Devil King Yan, I don't want the God Realm to have met you one after another in the small world and then fell in love with you. "

Spirit world?

The murderous intent froze in the disgusted eyes, and he asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Fu Yu, also known as Lan Shu, smiled and didn't answer, but said: "I didn't knock you into the space-time vortex on purpose, but I saw that the things that protected you at the beginning were a bit like a system. Both worlds let you Possessed on the body of a person with a miserable fate, but have you been asked to do the task?"

"It's none of your business!" Yan Yan sneered, and continued: "You didn't mean it at the beginning, but you still lied to me twice!"

After all, Yan stretched out his hand to pinch his neck, but within three feet of his neck, a suction force pulled him over. If Lan Shu hadn't dodged in time and pulled them apart to refuse, Yan would have almost been sucked in.

"The consciousness of the world is rejecting me. Your soul resides in your body. Be careful, lest your body be crushed."

Lan Shu, whose complexion changed slightly, sized him up nervously. Seeing that he was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'm running out of time. You throw the system over here. I'll give you some soul power. You continue to look for me. How are you?"

"I'm afraid you're thinking about farting." Yan put his hand behind his back, rubbing his fingertips, thinking whether to release the main body.

But he didn't want the system to escape from his sea of ​​consciousness uncontrollably and fly over when Lan Shu raised his hand.

"When I was bored, I also caught this kind of system that takes the host to do tasks."

While talking, Lan Shu tore off an arm. Once the arm was separated from the soul, it turned into strands of black and gold intertwined soul power, which directly entered the light cluster of the system.And an arm appeared from the shoulder that was torn off by him.

"Your system allows the host to do tasks for nothing more than soul power or energy. I will give you soul power. Don't give Yan the identity of such a miserable person in the future." After finishing speaking, his spirit twisted, as if There was a suction pulling him.

He looked at Yan without changing his face, and still remained affectionate: "Yan, I will wait for you in the next world!"

As soon as the words fell, the soul was twisted and deformed by the suction force, and then disappeared little by little until the space returned to calm.

The system that was forced to take advantage of it flew over to the shoulder of Yan with a gloomy expression, and said cautiously: "Great Demon King, I took the opportunity to mark him just now."

Hate did not speak.

He looked at the place where Lan Shu disappeared, his eyes flickering constantly.

The system felt that such a big devil was a bit scary, so he found a topic and asked: "Big devil, does he know you? Also, the soul power he gave me is similar to my master. Could it be that he is also from the God Realm?"

"What did you say?" Yan suddenly turned to look at the light cluster on his shoulder and asked.

"Ah?" The system was stunned: "I mean his soul power belongs to the same origin as my master."

Same origin as Yuan of Protoss?

I was stunned for a moment: "It turned out to be him!"

Lanshu!

When he heard the name for the first time, he felt familiar, but after getting used to it, he forgot the familiarity.

But it wasn't until the system's reminder, and the dragon pattern that appeared on the face when the other party pulled his arm, triggered his lengthy memory, and then a lazy dragon who liked to collect glittering crystals and slept around them in the cave all day appeared. Come—Lazy Dragon Lanshu, one of the Four Great Gods!

It turned out to be a person from the Protoss!

Anxious to grit his teeth, what a lazy dragon, he actually tricked himself!

Feeling that he was being teased, he clenched his hands tightly. At this moment, the system said: "If he is my master's clansman, then he is not from the gods? The gods fall in love with the demons. Demons cannot love each other, Great Demon King, does your God Realm have this rule?"

Is there such a rule?Doesn't seem like it?

The annoyance stagnated for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in my mind, yes!Why didn't he think of it!

The lazy dragon has never been involved in the disputes between the gods and demons.

But if the lazy dragon falls in love with him, and he abducts him to the demon clan, and sees that the other party can travel through time and space, it is expected that his cultivation level will not be lower than Yuan, so he might not be able to win the God Realm by then?

"System, let's go, let's go find that lazy dragon!"