Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Xuan Qi was neither metal nor iron.

Yet it was able to produce sparks as it slashed, and the sound of the collision was no less sharp than the sound of metal colliding.

Guan Heng pounced forward ferociously, and his eyes were scarlet red, as if he had gone mad. Xie Ziyou stared blankly at the extremely familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him. His mind went completely white, and he forgot to dodge for a moment.

But “she” was still at the seventh level. Before his master could react, the icy blue profound energy around his body had already risen on its own. Profound patterns of the Dao flashed through the air, and Guan Heng’s desperate strike struck Xie Ziyou’s translucent and translucent protective profound energy.

“Clang —”

In the instant of the confrontation, Xie Ziyou saw through the youth’s ferocious face that was right in front of him, and from the depths of his clear, jet-black eyes, he caught a glimpse of despair, as if the world was collapsing and the ocean was pouring in.

His pupils, which were once as brilliant as the stars, were now unable to reflect any light.

Only the color of blood suddenly spread out, as if it was the night of the bloody moon. An endless glacier suddenly rose from the depths of the sea, discharging tens of thousands of tons of cold and suffocating water. It was incomparably salty, and just looking at it caused one’s heart to tremble.

Xie Ziyou’s eyes flickered, and his Adam’s apple rolled slightly. His mouth was extremely bitter.

The tears in the youth’s eyes pierced into his heart like needles. In his panic, he could only hastily glance at Guan Heng to avoid looking directly into his eyes.

In the next second, there was a sudden gust of wind!

The defensive capabilities of a seventh-level body-protecting profound art were more than one level higher than Wu Cong’s tortoise shell, and the rebounding force was even more intense. No matter how much strength Guan Heng used to attack, the profound energy in front of Xie Ziyou was shaken by the ice flower in front of him. Instantly, it struck Guan Heng’s chest with exactly the same strength and in a completely opposite direction!

“Bang —!”

The youth’s skinny figure shot out like a cannonball. His black shadow tore through the air, smashing into several pine trees along the way, drawing a short, blank line in the middle of the storm.

Cracking sounds rang out incessantly. The maple trees couldn’t withstand the impact and snapped from the middle.

For a moment, weeds flew everywhere, branches and leaves fell, and a large amount of grayish-white dust rose in the forest. Large numbers of mosquitoes flew up from the grass and leaves in a panic, gathering into a ball and flying away like a black cloud.

Xie Ziyou’s mind was a mess. He stood in place and took several deep breaths. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “System, is Guan Heng alright?”

The System was very helpless and said in a complicated tone, “This question is rather difficult to answer. From an objective point of view, it can be summarized as being riddled with scars, covered in bruises, and riddled with holes. From a subjective point of view, it can be summarized as being on the verge of death.

Xie Ziyou’s vision darkened, and his anger soared. He raised his voice and said, “Get to the point!”

The System said solemnly, “He won’t die.”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

Alright.

Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth. His black eyelashes trembled slightly, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes flickered. He pretended to inadvertently glance in the direction Guan Heng had been sent flying.

He didn’t dare act too concerned. That didn’t suit Fairy Xie’s persona, but his heart was extremely sour. He could only look around from the corner of Gu Shizhen’s eye.

It was a pity that no matter how strong Xie Ziyou’s cultivation was, he didn’t have a pair of see-through eyes. He couldn’t see through the lush forest and lush trees to lock onto the figure of the youth lying paralyzed on the ground in the distance.

“Cough, cough …”

Wu Cong carefully approached Xie Ziyou from behind.

Previously, Xie Ziyou’s sudden appearance had given him a fright. The youth’s persona in front of Fairy Xie had always been outstanding and handsome. He hadn’t expected that he would encounter Guan Heng in the invigilator this time and be beaten up. It could be said that this was the most humiliating moment of his life. Coincidentally, Xie Ziyou had bumped into him.

His persona collapsed and he was caught off guard.

The youth was both ashamed and angry. He didn’t dare to speak for a while. He really had the intention to skin Guan Heng alive and pull out his tendons.

Fortunately, that stupid kid had offended Junior Sister.

Now that he was injured, he should be able to beat him up, right?

As he thought of this, Wu Cong secretly clenched his fists and pretended to be indifferent. He coughed lightly and said with a smile, “Junior Sister, this kid doesn’t have a father or a mother. He doesn’t know any etiquette. Wait a moment. Watch Senior Brother kill him to help you vent your anger! ”

Junior Sister, look at how casually I, Senior Brother, am. I’m so elegant and elegant that I can turn my enemies into ashes while I talk and laugh!

But Xie Ziyou was silent for a moment before he suddenly turned around. His elegant dress fluttered in the wind. His usually cold eyes were gloomy, as if there was a bleak wind and snow, and a torrential rain.

The girl’s face was ashen, and her eyes were gloomy. Her thin red lips were tightly pursed, and even her clear, icy-blue eyes were slightly red. She was resentful and hateful. She was so fierce that she looked as if she wanted to swallow the youth alive.

Wu Cong jumped in fright. “Junior Sister?”

The System also shouted in his mind, “You You, persona!”

F * * k your persona.

Xie Ziyou hardened his heart.

He was filled with rage, but he had nowhere to vent it. Now that Wu Cong was swaying and slamming into the muzzle of the gun, Xie Ziyou looked at the bright yellow profound energy around this guy. He recalled how Guan Heng had looked when he had just entered the arena. How could he give the youth a good look?

“Does Senior Brother only know how to do things like this?”

Barely suppressing his roaring desire, Xie Ziyou’s voice was slightly hoarse as he said coldly, “Just now, I attacked him with all my strength and destroyed his profound core. He should be dead by now — Senior Brother, as invigilators, you and I can’t leave the examination room for too long. Let’s hurry back and see the other examinees.”

Hesitation flashed across Wu Cong’s face. He pointed in the direction that Guan Heng had flown into the distance and said hesitantly, “But Junior Sister, he …”

“No buts!”

Xie Ziyou raised his voice. “What, Senior Brother? You don’t even trust my Profound Ice Force to deal with a kid of the fifth realm?”

He couldn’t let Wu Cong go see Guan Heng!

Although he had inadvertently been hit by the rebound of his strength, sending Guan Heng flying far away had been part of Xie Ziyou’s plan.

Guan Heng was as smart as ice and a quick-witted person. He should have been able to determine that he was far from being Xie Ziyou’s opponent at this time. According to the original plan, Xie Ziyou would use his clever force to send Guan Heng flying. Then, as long as he could pin Wu Cong down and give the main character time to escape, he could wait for the main character to come and get his revenge.

“Of course I trust him. I don’t trust anyone, but I trust you, Junior Sister.”

The young man laughed dryly, his expression slightly embarrassed. “I just think that kid’s attributes are a bit strange …”

“Forget it. Since he was hit by Junior Sister’s Mystic Ice Qi, there’s no reason for him to not die.” Wu Cong’s tone changed, becoming more relaxed. “Dying at Junior Sister’s hands is also his good fortune.”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

The nerves in the corner of his eyes twitched, and he almost blurted out, “You can try to see if you have the fortune.” However, his mother’s subsystem was firmly holding onto his sleeve, refusing to let go. After much persuasion, Xie Ziyou finally swallowed his anger.

Xie Ziyou really didn’t want to continue talking to Wu Cong.

He was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to hold back his anger and make this day next year the anniversary of Wu Cong’s death.

The “girl” waved her long sleeves lightly, her skirt fluttering in the wind. Her slender wrist borrowed the force of the wind as she lightly leapt onto a two-story maple tree at the side. Her inky hair fluttered in the air, inadvertently startling a certain “koala” hanging on the treetop, who nearly fell from the tree.

“I’ll go first.” Xie Ziyou stood in the air like an immortal. His voice was clear and cold as he said, “It’s getting late. Senior Brother, you should do your duty …”

Before he finished speaking, a whirlwind suddenly erupted in the distant maple forest!

The momentum was vast, and it tore through everything.

Countless withered leaves were gathered by the wind, whirling about in the air like thousands of daggers that had been cut off by the wind, glinting with cold light.

…

Guan Heng’s consciousness was dizzy. In a trance, he seemed to have sunk into a deep sea.

Floating in front of him was a piece of memory fragments that glittered like gemstones, flashing before his eyes one by one. The fragments were full of stunning young men with curly eyelashes and snow-white skin. Their beautiful peach blossom eyes flowed with watery light as they smiled at him.

The flame-shaped flower adorned his white forehead like a rising flame, reflecting the blush at the end of the young man’s eyes. It was slightly upturned.

… You You.

Guan Heng propped himself up with difficulty and used all his strength to reach forward — —

There are still many, many interesting things that I haven’t had the time to tell you.

I also want to take you on a tour of the famous mountains and rivers, and taste every delicacy in the continent’s food book.

I haven’t had the time to tell you that I actually like …

“Pu.”

The shining memory fragment entered his hand and exploded like a bubble, turning into a gust of wind.

Guan Heng suddenly opened his eyes.

There was only a stretch of azure blue above his head. The sky was vast and boundless. The sun was shining brightly, and the white clouds were leisurely.

There was a long silence.

A low and hoarse laugh gradually emerged from Guan Heng’s throat. It was oppressive, sorrowful, and even worse than crying. The young man laughed and laughed. Suddenly, he started coughing violently. Mouthful after mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, landing on the dark brown ground.

… Yes, I like it.

Why am I so stupid? Such an obvious thing, why did I only understand it now?

If I had understood it earlier, perhaps …

…

… But it was too late.

It was too late.

“I’m going to kill you.”

Guan Heng’s eyes were empty. His chapped lips were slightly parted as he muttered to himself at the sky.

The world suddenly darkened.

The dark clouds suddenly rose, and the long wind seemed to listen to its call. It gathered from all directions with a stifling howl. Faint black Dao patterns flickered and flickered as fast as lightning.

The tree closest to Guan Heng, which was as thick as several people’s arms, suddenly began to tremble violently. Leaves fell like rain.

The grey air quickly spread along the mottled and twisted bark. The giant tree, which had been thick for hundreds of years, became old and powerless in an instant. It gradually turned to dust.

Amidst the dust, the young man slowly propped up his body in a posture that was hard for ordinary people to achieve.

His slender fingers trembled violently as he spun — —

A long blade that was as black as iron and as sharp as an abyss quietly condensed. The tip of the blade glowed scarlet, as if it was dripping blood.

…

Xie Ziyou, who hadn’t had time to leave yet, saw the changes in the world.

Holy shit.

The slap to the face came unprepared.

That damned Guan Heng, wasn’t he usually very smart?

Did he know what it meant to say, “As long as there’s life, there’s no need to worry about firewood”?

The veins on Xie Ziyou’s forehead twitched in pain.

Not to mention whether the protagonist’s seed explosion could make up for the difference in cultivation between him and Xie Xiannu, even if he, Guan Heng, defeated Xie Xiannu right now — — —

What about after the seed explosion?

Would he not live?

If he didn’t hide and heal himself, wouldn’t the rest of the story be over?

The protagonist stepped on the arrogant fiancée and saved the world, eventually becoming the strongest person on the continent and being revered for hundreds of generations — — but in Xie Ziyou’s hands, the protagonist and the arrogant fiancée perished together?

Xie Ziyou wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

He had already hardened his heart to sacrifice “You You”, why didn’t the plot progress in the direction he had imagined?

He only wanted to be the villain and earn some points, why was it so hard?