Accidentally bent the hero [Transmigration Book]

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

The baby cried, and Zhou Dachun cried together: "It's over, it's over, there is another person who misses you outside, what should we do now."

Before she finished crying, Zhong Xue slapped the back of her head.

"Fuck, can you be quiet, you seem to be the son of our family." Zhong Xue moved to the door, the door panel was in disrepair for a long time, the two doors were not closed tightly, and there was a gap in the middle, Zhong Xue grabbed the door and faced the outside Looking at that black shadow, a strong sense of security and joy welled up in his heart, he pulled the latch without thinking, squatted at the door and shook his hands frantically at Liang Duan: "Brother Duan! here!"

The originally tense atmosphere was torn apart by this loud shout.

Liang Duan was stunned for a moment, and saw that Zhong Xue's face was covered with blood, and his face, which had just been filled with joy, turned black again.

"Brother, there is still a child here." Zhong Xue pointed to the back, and Zhou Dachun also cooperated with the baby forward.

Liang Duan made a gesture, and two soldiers ran over and pulled Zhou Dachun and the child out.

Zhong Xue brushed off her sleeves and breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she reached Liang Duan's side, her wrist was grabbed suddenly, she staggered under her feet, and fell directly into Liang Duan's arms.

"Why so much blood?" Liang Duan stuck his sword in the ground and pulled him to look left and right.

Zhong Xue twisted her wrist: "This is not my blood, it's someone else's."

"Then have you ever been injured?" Liang Duan confirmed, seeing Zhong Xue shaking his head, a heart that had been suspended for a long time was finally able to let go.

The leader of the bandits who had been hanging out for a long time couldn't stand it anymore, and sneered: "Liang Duan, Liang Duan, you really deserve to be the number one bastard in the Great Zhou Dynasty. You can speak so softly to a man. I'm not afraid of your Liang family's son." Crawled out of the cemetery in the middle of the night in ancestral spirit, and smashed your door?!"

"I'm not from the Liang family. They climb out of the grave and go wherever they like, and the left and right will not come to me. Moreover," Liang Duan sneered, "Do they dare to come to me?"

The protagonists in Long Aotian's novels all have an aura that unconditionally overwhelms the audience - the aura of domineering, Liang Duan's smile directly casts a lingering shadow in the heart of the rogue leader.

The leader of the bandits swallowed his saliva, seeing that the situation was not good, he picked up the nine-ring knife and said, "You guys are lucky today!"

After saying this ruthless sentence, he was about to leave. A group of younger brothers behind him lined up and got ready, but before turning around, Liang Duan called out: "Are you blind?"

The leader of the bandits has a bad temper, Liang Duan insulted him without pain or itching, and his anger rose a foot high, with a mouthful of old phlegm stuck in his throat, he shouted: "Liang Duan! What do you mean?"

Liang Duan looked coldly: "It's nothing interesting, I just think you're blind and stupid. The current situation is that I have the upper hand, so what do you mean I'm lucky? And," his eyes froze, "Did I let you go?"

As soon as the words fell, Liang Duan hooked Zhong Xue's waist with his hand, hugged him directly in his arms, and stretched out his hand to press Zhong Xue's head on his shoulder, and a deep and gentle voice fell into Zhong Xue's ears: "Don't look ,dirty."

After saying these two words, Liang Duan stabbed the rogue leader who was still arrogant and didn't know why just now with a face of indifference.

Even if a sword pierces the heart, people will not die immediately.The leader of the bandits swung the nine-ring knife as if he was desperate. Liang Duan could have escaped this time, but he was still holding Zhong Xue in his arms. But it hurts enough.

Zhong Xue was still lying on Liang Duan's shoulders, not knowing what happened behind him, he asked, "Brother, what's wrong?"

As she said that, she was about to turn her head, but Liang Duan pushed her back on her shoulder: "It's nothing."

Liang Duan winked at the two attendants next to him: "Clean up this filthy thing, and kill the clutter behind it. Don't dirty my eyes, the corpse will be thrown into a mass grave hundreds of miles away."

Liang Duan let go only after the leader of the bandits and those younger brothers were cleared away.

Just as Zhong Xue stood firm, she saw Liang Duan's right arm was bleeding, and her face turned pale: "Why are you injured?"

If someone else was stabbed by this knife, no matter how loudly or softly, they would definitely yell or groan, but Liang Duan didn't respond at all, his face was still as calm as water, if Zhong Xue hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have thought that this person had something wrong with him. hurt.

Zhong Xue hurriedly took off the blood-stained coat, tore off a piece of cloth from the clean inner coat, and asked in a low voice while covering Liang Duan's wound, "Does it hurt?"

Originally, he wanted to say it didn't hurt, but seeing Zhong Xue's worried look, Liang Duan swallowed back, pretending to be in pain: "It hurts, it hurts to death."

Brother Duan's acting skills were too exaggerated and embarrassing, but Zhong Xue not only didn't expose it, but also cooperated with him to continue acting.

Zhong Xue moved closer to the wound and blew: "Is it better?"

Liang Duan weighed his strengths: "It's better, but it still hurts, why don't you blow it a little more?"

Zhong Xue couldn't hold back: "Brother, you are enough." He was also addicted to acting, why didn't he realize that this person was such a good actor before.

Back at the post station, Zhong Xue asked the system for some medicine to help the wound heal quickly. After bandaging Liang Duan's wound, he was about to wash his hands with the ointment left on him. He just stood up when Liang Duan hooked his waist and pulled him back.

Liang Duan sat cross-legged on the bed with one leg supported on the other, with his left hand around Zhong Xue's waist, and gently rested his chin on his shoulder: "Don't move, let me hug for a while."

Zhong Xue was stunned for a moment, three souls and seven souls clashed in the body, almost breaking out, he hummed lightly: "Just, just hug for a while, a little while."

After burning a stick of incense, Zhong Xue rolled her eyes, God damn it for a while, I believed in your evil!

"Can you let go?" Zhong Xue tapped Liang Duan's chest lightly with her elbow.

After asking three times, Liang Duan reluctantly let go.

Zhong Xue straightened her clothes and got up: "Stay still on the bed, I'll go to the kitchen to get something to eat."

Liang Qiaoqiao Duan nodded, then remained motionless, even before Zhong Xue left, he didn't even blink his eyelids.

As soon as Zhong Xue left, the confidant who was in charge of cleaning up the rogues came back.

"Your Majesty, one of your subordinates has neglected his duty and ran away," said his confidant.

Liang Duan frowned: "So many people looked at him and made him run away, are you just eating?"

The confidant knelt down in fear: "That man is crippled, and my subordinates felt that he would not be able to run even if he ran, so they didn't pay much attention. It's because the subordinates are careless, and I ask the prince to forgive him."

Liang Duan said: "You have to catch him within ten days, otherwise you won't come to see me."

After killing, they must be killed cleanly. If one or two are left behind, it will become a disaster in the future.

The confidant rubbed shoulders with Zhong Xue, and Zhong Xue laughed: "What's wrong with this brother, he looks like he's about to repent."

"He's not good at doing things by himself, so leave him alone." Liang Duan looked at the bowl of porridge that Zhong Xue brought, and just as he reached out to take it, a spoonful of hot porridge was handed in front of him, and he subconsciously shrank his neck back.

"Tsk, don't move!" Zhong Xue said, "I'll feed you."

That night, Liang Duan had a big appetite, drank three whole bowls of porridge, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

A few days later, the reason why the bandits raided Lingnan also surfaced, and it was exactly as Liang Duan had guessed, it was indeed the King of Liang fanning the wind behind him.Although King Liang was in the frontier, his eyes were all over the place. When he learned that Liang Duan had come to Lingnan for disaster relief and had done a good job, he wanted to make a stumbling block. When I went to Lingnan, I made such a move.

It's not surprising that King Liang couldn't sit still. After all, the emperor is now critically ill. Not to mention the feudal princes living in the four realms, even the capital city is full of turmoil.Xie Xuan coerced the emperor to order the princes to do all kinds of unthinkable things. Xia Yuanjing followed him every day to wipe his ass. The prime minister Xia who didn't get involved in party disputes and just wanted to be idle was almost mad at this precious son. Well, Xie Xuan's behavior is extremely difficult to control. He has been pretending for so long, and no one knows what he wants to do.

The current situation is urgent, the emperor's life is shortened day by day, once he dies, the world will be separated, Liang Duan must stabilize the situation before that.

In order to end the Lingnan incident ahead of schedule, the workers on the embankment worked an extra hour, and the reconstruction projects of houses everywhere were rushed. They will order the kitchen to prepare supper, as usual today.

He had just entered the door, and there was no one in the kitchen. He was wondering, when he was suddenly hit on the back of the head with a sap, and passed out on the spot.

When he woke up again, his hands were tied behind his back and his eyes were blindfolded.

Before he could speak, someone poured a bowl of medicine, and the medicine dripped down his chin and onto the skirt of his clothes, soaking a large area.

Fuck, is he guilty of being too old?How did you encounter such a perverted thing?

"What did you give me to drink?" Zhong Xue asked, lying on the ground, resolutely.

"A little medicine to make you sleep on the bed." The man picked his chin and said.

Zhong Xue is going crazy, what the hell is it another aphrodisiac: "Tong'er, I want to buy a plug-in to get rid of the medicinal properties!"

[System: Sorry, there is no plug-in to resist this drug for the time being. 】

Before Zhong Xue could turn her head around, a sense of fainting passed over her head, her consciousness gradually disappeared, and she only heard the sentence "I don't know anything when I fall asleep".

As soon as the man moved Zhong Xue to the bed, the door of the hut was kicked open. Before he could react, he was thrown out.

The man who tied Zhong Xue was the cripple who ran away that night when the bandits rebelled, and he was also the cousin of the bandit leader who was pierced through the heart by Liang Duan's sword. When he got to Zhong Xue, he thought that if Zhong Xue was broken by someone else, wouldn't Liang Duan be mad to death!

So he pretended to be a servant who poured slops, lied that he had a facial disease, and covered his face with a black cloth every day. No one had seen his face, and naturally no one would recognize him. He lied about Zhong Xue's order, Called all the people in the kitchen to the side yard of the post station so that they could start. That's why when Zhong Xue entered the kitchen, no one was seen.

As soon as the attendant who was in charge of protecting Zhong Xue's safety noticed that he was missing, he immediately reported to Liang Duan, and they followed the clues to this small hut in the suburbs.

Liang Duan grabbed Zhong Xue and shook him for a long time, Zhong Xue was like a dead person, without any reaction, Liang Duan was scared to death, grabbed Zhong Xue's shoulder and kept shouting, Zhong Xue suddenly moved, without opening his eyes , but his body twisted strangely, his neck and cheeks were flushed, and his skin was as hot as a fire.

Liang Duan picked up the sword on the ground and rushed out of the door like crazy.

The cripple has been brought under control, two attendants pressed him from left to right, Liang Duan kicked him to the ground, stepped on his neck, twisted his feet fiercely, his eyes were bloodshot: " What did you do to him?"

The cripple didn't talk about life and death, the more anxious Liang Duan became, the happier he was. After laughing wildly, he bit his tongue and killed himself.

Among the attendants who followed were those who knew a little about Qihuang, they boldly glanced into the room, blushed and politely expressed to Liang Duan that this was not a serious illness, and that it could be resolved with a sexual intercourse, Liang Duan resolutely drove everyone away.

He valued Zhong Xue, and also valued his first time with Zhong Xue, but... now the situation forced him, so he couldn't help it.

The author has something to say:

Gearing up, finally writing here, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah brother Duan is buffering, ||||||||||||||80% ready - rushing duck!

I used the vulgar aphrodisiac stalk again, because Brother Duan really didn't dare to use it by himself, so let's push him.

Although physically together, but!The story is not over yet, this is a sand sculpture novel in which the flesh | desires flow first, and true love is realized later. There is no confession.Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 33 Siwu 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of Ruoyuxuan Xiao;

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