He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

The East Pavilion lights up the lamps, and the beautiful face in the candlelight is even more indescribable.Her posture of lighting the lamp is also extremely elegant, as if even the blue hair hanging by the ear has been calculated, and it just blurs her beauty exactly.

The little maid outside the door knocked lightly and asked, "Sister Dongting, what's the matter?"

Dong Ting glanced at the three people sitting around the table, He Xichen and Lu Ziyuan were talking in a low voice calmly, only the fledgling young hero looked uncomfortable.She chuckled lightly: "It's nothing, you go to sleep, there is no need to keep watch."

The little maid should be, and the shadow reflected on the door gradually moved away.

"How did you get hurt? There are not many people who can hurt you." He Xichen felt Lu Ziyuan's pulse, the injury was not serious, and he will give him two doses of medicine tomorrow to ensure that he will be alive and well.

"You don't know how unlucky I am!" Lu Ziyuan said angrily about the tragic experience after parting with them, "After I left my uncle, I met that evil star Xian Fangping, who insisted on fighting with me. In this world, the devil sect Can the sect leader bully the martial arts leader at will?!" His martial arts and Xian Fangping are on par, if there is a duel, it will be life and death.

Unlike Xian Fangping who is not afraid of death, he is afraid of death. Once a person has something to fear, he cannot exert his full strength.

After listening to him, Shi Jianchen frowned thoughtfully: "Then Xian Fangping is really alive?"

What is living?She's still a girl.

He Xichen thought the cart before the horse, and patted Lu Ziyuan on the shoulder: "Be careful these two days, she might still come after you." Based on what he knew about Xian Fangping, such a belligerent person wouldn't be able to win if he didn't turn the sky upside down. It's strange.

Lu Ziyuan wailed. He had no ill feeling towards Xian Fangping. After all, after Xian Fangping took over Linyuan Peak, he had gradually curbed his notoriety, cleaned up the cancer, and seemed to want to transform the Demon Cult.If it is such a demon cult leader who is committed to peace, Lu Ziyuan is willing to meet with him and reach an important consensus on promoting the healthy development of martial arts.

But this time, Xian Fangping went crazy for some reason, not only slaughtered Linyuan Peak, but also challenged the masters when they disagreed, just like being addicted, but he, the leader of the righteous way and the leader of the martial arts, suffered.

He sighed again mournfully.

Dong Ting couldn't help covering his face and laughing, that calm and unwavering face instantly became vivid, like peach blossoms in March, but unfortunately the three people present either didn't understand Fengyue, or were unmoved, they were extremely boring.

"Where it is useful, I will do my best to help!" Shi Jianchen said seriously.

"What a boy! You are just enough!" Lu Ziyuan looked at him with bright eyes, and then at He Xichen.

"Don't look at me," He Xichen made an evasive gesture, "I also have a grudge against Xian Fangping."

"Who are you lying to?" Lu Ziyuan gave him a piss, poured himself a cup of tea, and poured a cup for the other three people, "You are not a real person, you have a set of words, I don't know That sentence is true."

"Wrong, every sentence is true, I never deceive people easily."

"That's still a lie!" Lu Ziyuan scolded him with a smile, "You also came to Dongting for a hundred taels of gold? I heard that Yichun Tower is very lively today, just for the beauty of Dongting. He laughed slyly, "Dongting, He Xichen is not a good person! How can a beauty's heart be given to such a dishonest guy!"

He Xichen was amused by his childish "revenge".

Dongting ignored Lu Ziyuan's clamor, she had long been used to the childishness of this martial arts leader.Leaning over to fiddle with the wick, she asked in a soft voice: "I want to hear it too, how will you steal my heart?" The sparkling eyes cast a glance at them, and Shi Jianchen choked on the tea immediately. Patting his chest and coughing until his face turned red, He Xichen, who was sitting upright, was even more composed.

"Mao rashly disturbed the girl tonight, and it is indeed because of the test questions in the Qizhi Hall. But you can't steal it..." At first, he planned to use a heresy to perform an enchantment, but now he was caught by someone. It's meaningless to talk about it.

Lu Ziyuan snorted softly and curled his lips.

"Then what should I do, young master?" Dong Ting blinked, his slender eyelashes were like fluttering butterflies.

"How about exchanging my sincerity for the girl's sincerity?" He Xichen said eloquently. He has a handsome appearance, and his smiling expression makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Dong Ting seemed to be startled, seemed puzzled, and dragged out the word "Huh?" from his mouth.

"Miss doesn't need anything, does she lack a friend?" He Xichen asked.

Lu Ziyuan took the lead and said proudly: "I already have me in Dongting, so I don't care about you."

"Young Villa Master is not a friend, but a benefactor." Dongting ignored Lu Ziyuan's suddenly sad face and repeated questioning, pondered for a while, sneered, and said proudly, "If you want to befriend me, then give up that One hundred taels of gold, that's true sincerity."

"Then let's give up." He Xichen didn't hesitate at all, and was unusually free and easy, "But the swordsman might be wronged."

Shi Jianchen was still wondering why the topic changed so quickly, when he saw the three of them looking at each other, he hesitated for a moment, and replied calmly: "I'm lucky to win, but my life is lost." If it's a martial arts competition, he can still fight However, for Lao Shizi's beauty, he didn't have any expectations.

Anyway, Huashan has been in deficit for so many years, and it doesn't care about a few more years of deficit.If the expectant master on the top of Huashan knew what he thought, he would probably yell at the traitor!

"I won't write your name in the answer back to the Qizhi Pavilion." Dongting said.

"Then I won't write."

"You won't get a dime in return."

"It's not about making friends in return." He Xichen took a sip of cold tea indifferently,

Dong Ting tilted his head in doubt, only then did he show a bit of a girl's delicacy.

She has lived for so long, and has never seen such a strange person.Oh, there is still one, and Lu Ziyuan, who has been looking at her sadly, counts as one.

Back then, when Dongting was not well-known and was sent up for auction by Yichunlou's mother, Lu Ziyuan, the prodigal young master of Wanjian Villa, redeemed her body, but he didn't take her away. He just said, "You look so good-looking." , pretending to be calm on stage, I was really pitiful."Dongting had no one to rely on, and did not leave the Yichun Tower. Lu Ziyuan sometimes came to watch her dance when he was free.

To Dong Ting, Lu Ziyuan is indeed not a friend, they have never been friends, they have never known each other, how can they be considered friends?She respects and appreciates Lu Ziyuan, and can die for Lu Ziyuan, but this is definitely not out of friendship, but just kindness.

"You came here tonight because of the test questions in the Qizhi Hall. If you want to be friends with me, isn't it against your original intention?" Dongting asked slowly.

"Ha, after meeting Miss Dongting, the Golden Wanliang is just A Du's thing. Miss Dongting is a very interesting person, so I want to meet a few more times. It would be great if I can make friends "He Xichen has power all over the world, and he once sat and fished in a boat and a scorpion. He was frivolous when he was young, and he was also old when he was young.Countless reincarnations are like clouds and smoke in the past, but now he is indifferent and only idealistic.

"Everyone wants to see me a few more times after seeing me." Dong Ting's words were rather aggressive, with a sharp light shining from his round eyes, as if guarding against people with bad intentions.

A light sigh brushed away the shimmering dust.

"Okay, I admit defeat." He Xichen spread his hands gloomily, "You little girl, why are you so suspicious? Just tell me, whether to make this friend or not, I don't like to beat around the bush, and you don't have to try—why do I Want to do this? I want to do it and I do it. There are so many reasons. If I really want to say a reason, it is just 'I am willing', understand?"

He Xichen's temper is actually not particularly good, and when he becomes irritable, he can knock down the roof of the building.He hates the repeated temptations of others, and the meaningless "communicative speech and behavior". He has to talk about things that can be done in two or three sentences, and those who don't obey are out of gregarious.Fuck you for not being gregarious, he has already passed the age of "gregariousness", and he doesn't like to compromise.

But he has passed the age of anxiety and anger, and now he can walk freely in the world, and will not be driven crazy by some stupid people and things.Similarly, he is more patient with the people and things he likes,

Mingyue walked out of the window behind her, and the soft moonlight poured into the room, illuminating the calm He Xichen like a gentleman in the clouds.

The most beautiful woman in the world, Miss Dongting, who has always had no desires and desires, suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, her face was bright, and then she picked up the cold tea on the table: "I am overthinking, I value myself too much, and I value you too much." Too light, too stupid!"

He Xichen also picked up the tea, and the porcelain cups collided and made a clear sound: "No, no, it's good for girls to be more cautious. And I've confirmed again, Dongting, you are really an interesting person." He smiled, It seems that he is happy from the bottom of his heart because he didn't miss it.

"You are also very interesting." Dongting took a sip of tea, paused, and called, "Xishen."

The handsome son and the alluring beauty looked at each other affectionately, and at the same time, they staggered their eyes tacitly,

The neglected Lu Ziyuan:? ? ?When I don't exist?Just screaming like that?

Lu Ziyuan clutched his chest and coughed, and suddenly picked up He Xichen without saying hello.He Xichen glanced at him inexplicably.

"It's getting late, everyone should go back to their respective homes, let's get together tomorrow!" He was indeed a little bit hurt, and he just wanted to find a place to sleep quickly before talking.Originally, I wanted to spend the night in Dongting, but now I meet bad friends, I can make do with a bed.

He Xichen was about to say something, but Lu Ziyuan rolled his eyes, he didn't look like a martial arts leader.

"What are you talking about! Dongting is going to sleep!" He scolded, stepped on the window, showed his lightness, and staggered when he landed.

"Small injury, small injury!"

"Continue to be stubborn." He Xichen ruthlessly pushed back.

"Guide the way, don't talk!"

"……Turn left!"

"Fuck! You scared me to death!"

The two chattered loudly.Shi Jianchen hastily bid farewell to Dongting and chased after him.

"Shi Shaoxia, how can you bear this man!" Lu Ziyuan saw him catching up, turned his head and asked in disbelief.

"Mr. He is fine." He replied calmly without looking sideways.This night, the glorious and righteous image of the martial arts leader has collapsed.Who would have thought that the martial arts leader admired by thousands of people would be such a shameless bastard?

"How is it possible!" Lu Ziyuan's eyes widened.

"Ah."

Dong Ting leaned on the window sill, listening to the sound of their gradually going away, suddenly stretched out most of his body and shouted: "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!" Lu Ziyuan shouted, and Shi Jianchen responded in a low voice.

He Xichen raised his hand and waved it without looking back.

The watchman knocked on his clapper, and flinched in fright from these roars. The fireflies on the trees flew up, and the crickets chirped gently.

Watching the distant figure gradually disappear into the chessboard-like streets, Dongting couldn't help smiling, and gently closed the window.

In the Wuhou Temple in Lin'an City, Xian Fangping, who was lying on the beam and sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the Yichun Tower.

She took out a note from her bosom, on which it was written, "Little Fang Ping'er, you don't need to repay the favor of saving your life, and if you do a good deed every day, you should do so."The yellow turbid paper exudes a faint smell of bitter medicine and...mung bean cake?

Xian Fangping stared at the "Little Fang Ping'er" who was playing tricks, and the person who wrote this note probably already knew her identity.She didn't intentionally conceal her gender, but she didn't bother to clarify the mistakes in the arena. She just snorted heavily and stuffed the note back into her arms indifferently.

Let's fight with Lu Ziyuan tomorrow!