Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Dusk passed and morning came. Winter and summer alternated. The green bamboos in the courtyard were evergreen all year round. Time passed in a peaceful and peaceful manner.

Guan Heng’s speed of breaking through was faster than anyone had imagined. After he mastered the power of the peak of the seventh level, he thought he would stay at the threshold for a long time. But one morning, he met Youqin, who had come to thank him.

After thanking Guan Heng for saving her and the young lady’s lives, Youqin’s long eyelashes drooped and her face was slightly red. She avoided Guan Heng’s gaze and hesitated for a long time before she finally made up her mind. “There’s something I want to tell you.”

Guan Heng: “???”

Through a window, Xie Ziyou, who had been listening to the entire process, frowned and crushed the biscuit in his hand.

Holy shit, could it be that Long Aotian’s luck in love was revealed?

You Youqin, my master has always treated you well. How dare you try to poach me in front of your face?

Xie Ziyou indignantly pricked up his ears and concentrated. From afar, he heard Youqin speak in a low voice. She was full of guilt and said uneasily, “Actually, when I said that I was entrusted by the patriarch of the Guan family to act discreetly … I lied to you.”

Outside the window, Guan Heng and Xie Ziyou were stunned at the same time.

A gentle breeze blew across the young man’s hair. The morning light shone into his dark and bright eyes, creating a layer of dazzling gold.

“Actually, I was delayed by the patriarch of the Guan family, so I couldn’t catch up to you in time.” The maid’s expression was uneasy. She said anxiously, “He said that he was an ‘honored guest from afar’ and insisted on staying behind to entertain me. He also asked me if I was married and if I had a husband I liked …”

“I was pestered by him for a long time, and my heart was filled with resentment. After I caught up to you, I was so excited that I … made up a lie.”

The clouds were light and the wind was light. The sky was high and wide, and a fresh and light fragrance floated in the clear sky. The clear cry of an unknown bird could be heard in his ears. Guan Heng only felt as if there was a blockage in his body. With a crisp sound, it shattered and scattered on the ground like glass.

His ears suddenly became clear and clear.

The surging profound energy found a way out. It surged over like a tsunami, rushing into his meridians and cleansing his body. In an instant, the world was wide open. The slightest sound in the world entered his ears, incomparably clear.

In Xie Ziyou’s eyes, a layer of lustrous white light slowly appeared around the youth’s body, quietly supporting his tall body. His long sleeves fluttered in the wind, and an invisible pressure quickly spread out from him, sweeping out a circle of light on the ground.

Eighth level.

With a “kacha” sound, Xie Ziyou crushed another piece of pastry.

He angrily stuffed the pastry into his mouth and licked the residue on his finger. He thought to himself that the protagonist was truly worthy of being treated as his own son. When they first met, he was at the sixth level, while the protagonist was at the zero level. Now, he was still at the seventh level, while the protagonist was already at the eighth level.

However, after swallowing the sweet and delicious pastry in his mouth, he felt a warm current flowing into his heart. The corner of Xie Ziyou’s mouth slightly rose, and he was still genuinely happy for Guan Heng.

The betrayal of his own father had already become a knot in Guan Heng’s heart that could not be undone.

Now that the misunderstanding had been cleared up, the truth had been revealed, and the lover’s state of mind had been smoothed out. This was undoubtedly a good thing.

Looking at the young man’s joyful expression, Xie Ziyou supported his cheek with one hand and couldn’t help but smile.

But this joyous mood … only lasted until that night.

Originally, both of them were at the seventh level, and their physical abilities and qualities were roughly the same. They did some happy things very well, and their nightlife was very harmonious.

But now that Guan Heng had broken through, his cultivation and endurance had increased by several times, the originally harmonious happiness had now turned into a torment of beauty and attachment.

Xie Ziyou couldn’t resist for a moment, and for the first time, he cried out in Guan Heng’s arms. Sparkling and translucent tears soaked his feather-like eyelashes, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were flushed with a touch of red.

The candlelight flickered and dyed the room a warm light red.

The cool breeze crept into the room through the gaps in the window lattice and paused at the edge of the bed. It swept over the slightly red, white skin, and then spiraled up the beam.

Xie Ziyou’s round toes were tightly curled up into a ball.

Her fair hand was powerless against Guan Heng’s. As she pushed him away, she whimpered, “Enough, bastard …”

Guan Heng held his lover in his arms and lovingly stroked the top of Xie Ziyou’s hair. His fingertips hooked over the young man’s sweaty, messy hair that was stuck to his ear. His breathing suddenly became shallow and heavy.

He didn’t say anything, only smiled gently, and then bent down, leaving behind a series of fine kisses.

The next morning, the young man was thrown out of the courtyard by his embarrassed and angry lover.

Xie Ziyou even angrily stuck a wooden sign in front of the door. On it was written a line of words: Guan Heng and beasts are not allowed to enter.

Gazing at the wooden sign, Guan Heng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He had been so excited last night that he forgot himself and made You You anxious.

What method should I think of to appease my lover?

Guan Heng fell into deep thought.

A few hours later, Xie Ziyou received a piece of news: Wu Zhengying had awakened.

Not only had he awakened, but he had also lost his memory. He only remembered that he had a very outstanding older brother. Who exactly was he?

Hmm, his surname was Guan. Brother Guan, there was nothing wrong with him.

… What the hell.

Xie Ziyou gazed at his own ashen face in the lake. He could already imagine Wu Cong’s current mood. He couldn’t wait to find Guan Heng and kick the strangely clingy koala away from him. Then, he dragged his lover back to his residence.

Guan Heng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He pulled his jealous lover over to comfort him. In the end, he secretly told Wu Zhengying, “Wu Zhengying is faking it. Do you believe me?”

Xie Ziyou thought to himself: What the hell?

Wu Zhengying, that sloppy guy, was so naive. If he had been a little more careful, he wouldn’t have ended up like this.

“You don’t believe me?” Guan Heng’s eyes curved. “Then how about we make a bet?”

“Sure,” Xie Ziyou agreed. “What do you want to bet on?”

The corners of Guan Heng’s mouth curved slightly. He tilted his head slightly and whispered a few words into Xie Ziyou’s ear. His slightly alluring words sprayed hot air into Xie Ziyou’s ear, instantly causing his cheeks to glow.

Xie Ziyou clutched the back of his neck and gritted his teeth. “… Bet it!”

Guan Heng laughed to himself.

The result … was naturally Xie Ziyou’s loss.

Even when he was pinned to the back of the chair, Xie Ziyou still stared at the ceiling in disbelief. His clear eyes were filled with confusion.

Guan Heng hugged his lover and kissed him for a while. Sensing the absent-mindedness of the person in his arms, he buried his head in Xie Ziyou’s neck and gently bit the youth’s white earlobe. He called out in a half-grumbling voice, “You You!”

“Just do it. Don’t interrupt.” Xie Ziyou tried his best to organize his thoughts.

A moment later, a thought flashed through his mind. Xie Ziyou grabbed Guan Heng’s messy hand and sat up.

Guan Heng was forced to stop abruptly and raised his head in confusion.

“I remember what’s wrong,” Xie Ziyou murmured. “You saved Wu Zhengying.”

“In order not to disrupt the rescue process, Wu Cong would have chased everyone out of the room, including himself. So when Wu Zhengying first woke up, the two of you were the only ones in the room?”

“What amnesia … were you the one who taught him?!”

Guan Heng: “…”

Seeing his lover force a calm smile, Xie Ziyou’s heart instantly became clear — he must have guessed the truth!

“Bastard, it’s one thing that you taught him to deceive outsiders, but you bet me with this?”

Xie Ziyou’s fingertips trembled, his face full of anger. Flames seemed to be burning in his peach blossom eyes, his voice rising in pitch.

Guan Heng laughed bitterly and hurriedly lowered his head, hiding the remaining anger in Xie Ziyou’s mouth.

After a moment of intimacy, he said softly, “You You, don’t mention other people’s names when you’re intimate, I’ll get jealous.”

Xie Ziyou covered his numb lips, his peach blossom eyes widening in disbelief. A curse flashed through his heart.

Making a joke, changing the subject — this person actually used these skills in such a way!

“You have the ability to deceive people, you have the ability to admit it! Don’t try to play dumb, I want … ”

Guan Heng found an opportunity and pressed forward again. He tightly embraced his struggling lover, swallowing all his words in a sweet kiss. This kiss was especially long, kissing Xie Ziyou until he was short of breath, softening into a pool of spring water in Guan Heng’s arms.

“You You, save your strength, don’t talk so much,” the youth said with a gentle smile. “The night is still long.”

The night was especially long. The bright moonlight shone on the window lattice, reflecting the candlelight that had been burning all night long inside the house. A delicate sparrow leaped onto the balcony, tilting its head shyly, and carefully glancing into the house.

Then, as if provoked, it flapped its wings in panic and flew far away, leaving behind only a crisp cry.

At noon the next day, the scorching sun covered most of the sky. Another wooden plaque appeared in front of Xie Ziyou’s small courtyard.

Animals were not allowed to enter.

This time, even the word “Guan Heng” was omitted, and he was directly included with the animals.

Guan Heng, who was once again chased out of the house, stood at the door with his arms crossed, shaking his head repeatedly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

…

Time passed quietly in the days of leisure. Later, Guan Heng reached level nine, and with 90% of the support, he crushed the other candidates and became the dean of the Central School.

The early students graduated one after another, and gradually grew into the top talents in various fields, taking over the power of the family. However, they did not forget the shocking scene that they had seen many years ago in the Central School when they were in danger.

Coupled with the little book that was secretly circulated, Guan Heng’s position in the hearts of the practitioners gradually climbed to an unreachable position.

Xie Ziyou was no longer able to continue printing books, and the little books that were circulated before gradually disappeared. The original books were collected by some keen students, and some were bought by the library at a high price, and the rough copies were printed and sold at a high price.

Twenty years, in the blink of an eye, passed in a blink of an eye.

Xie Ziyou counted the remaining days with his fingers. The closer it was to the end, the more anxious he became. He could not help but stick to Guan Heng’s side every day.

Guan Heng was sensitive to the change in his lover. You You, who had always been shy, was actually pestering him on the bed. He dotingly accepted everything. He was still elegant and gentle in front of Xie Ziyou, but after he turned around, his eyes were dim and filled with worry.

He had never forgotten that Xie Ziyou had once admitted that he would leave sooner or later, before the two of them confirmed their relationship.

He did not expect that the time limit was twenty years.

In the mind of the former teenager, twenty years was a length that he did not dare to hope for. He had thought that it would only be a few years, or even a few months.

But when this day was about to arrive, Guan Heng and Xie Ziyou felt deeply dissatisfied. They left the Central Academy and embarked on a journey. They visited every famous mountain and river, went to the woods to listen to the rain, went to the seaside to watch the moon, searched for the delicacies in the “Illustrated Guide to Continental Cuisine” one by one, and cooked them in different ways.

But no matter how unwilling the two of them were, the twenty years had finally come to an end. Xie Ziyou tore off the pages of the calendar in his heart. The day of separation … had finally arrived.

That day, Xie Ziyou refused to stay in bed and even pulled Guan Heng, not letting him get up.

Guan Heng felt something. He hugged his lover in his arms and gently patted Xie Ziyou’s back, quietly immersing himself in the last moments of warmth.

Xie Ziyou tried his best not to cry out loud, but his eyes were already red. He delayed for a long time, and finally said, “Guan Heng, I heard that in the past, on the east side of the White Ridge, a flood dragon entered the sea, creating tens of thousands of waves, drowning hundreds of villages … I want its Xuan Core, please help me find it.”

Guan Heng was silent for a long time, and then said softly, “Okay.”

The moment he stepped out of the door, the tears that had been hanging in the corner of Xie Ziyou’s eyes for a long time finally fell down.

He gazed deeply at the figure in front of him — the young man in the past had already grown into a young man. Because of his profound cultivation, he still had the appearance of a handsome tree in the prime of his life. His steps were like a shooting star, his back was tall, and his black robes fluttered in the wind.

Guan Heng still had a few decades left to live.

What would he do after he left?

Xie Ziyou fell on the bed in a daze, his feather eyelashes trembling violently.

Outside the door, Guan Heng, who had a calm and gentle expression on his face, stepped out of the courtyard. The corner of his eyes wrinkled, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He didn’t say a word, and clenched his teeth tightly. Pale gray profound energy swirled around his body as he flew rapidly towards the Eastern Sea, completely disregarding the consumption of profound energy.

Fortunately, Guan Heng quickly found the flood dragon.

The translucent white dragon was nested in a shallow area, and its long tail swept up several fishing boats and sent them towards its mouth. When it saw Guan Heng, its pitch-black eyes revealed a greedy expression. It opened its savage mouth, and its claws flashed with a sharp and cold light. As it roared, it stirred up a tidal wave that smashed down on the young man in front of it.

Guan Heng slowly raised his hand, and a long gray blade gradually condensed in his hand.

In his twenty years of cultivation, the young man had already created many powerful techniques, and there was no lack of long-range attacks. But at this moment, he was still using the blade technique that You You had taught him many years ago, the [Wind Dancing in the Nine Heavens].

His blade was as fast as lightning, and he created a series of afterimages of the blade. Guan Heng’s eyes were scarlet red, and the sorrow that he had painstakingly suppressed in his heart for a long time turned into boundless strength. His blade slashed out faster and farther than the last. A white light flashed, and a cold light flashed. The waves that were like mountains and rivers were flattened by his blade energy, turning into water droplets that poured down like a rainstorm.

The salty seawater drenched the ends of Guan Heng’s hair, dripping down his cheeks and covering his face.

The flood dragon was crushed by the ninth-step warrior, and it let out a shrill cry. It was too late to escape, and was instantly torn into pieces by the sky full of blade light. The remnants of its flesh and blood mixed into the rain, splattering all over Guan Heng’s body.

He seemed not to realize it, and only used all his strength, slashing out again and again, cutting the enemy that had already been shredded into even more minced meat. Until he was exhausted, he could no longer raise his blade.

The young man’s eyes were blurry, and he stared blankly at the rain of blood. His heart slowly fell into the abyss.

When he returned, he would probably never be able to see his lover’s beautiful eyes again.

… …

But the next night, when Guan Heng was covered in blood, his footsteps heavy, and he returned to his residence in a daze, the little woodshed was still lit by candles.

Xie Ziyou had been anxious all day, and his eyes were almost swollen from crying. But as time passed, he finally realized that something was wrong.

If it wasn’t today, could it be tomorrow?

The suspicious Xie Ziyou paced back and forth in the house, feeling uneasy. For a moment, he suspected that he had remembered the time incorrectly, and for a moment, he suspected that there was a problem with the system.

Just as he was panicking, the wooden door suddenly opened. Guan Heng, covered in blood, stared fixedly at him, his eyes flashing with a light that was even more dazzling than the flames.

Xie Ziyou: “…”

He was a little embarrassed, but apart from embarrassment, there was even more joy that was hard to hide.

He had originally wanted to stop Guan Heng and leave in silence. Although his plan had failed, it would be great to see him again, even if it was only for one night.

Therefore, when Xie Ziyou was pressed down on the bed by his lover, his heart was filled with joy and reluctance. He thought that this might be the last night, so he had to do as he wished.

… Until Guan Heng took out the Xuan Core that was as clear and translucent as a luminous pearl.

Xie Ziyou: “… Holy shit.

I want the Xuan Core is just an excuse, not for you to use it like this! ”

Xie Ziyou’s heart softened.

Therefore, for the next few days, he was unable to get out of bed.

The flood dragon was still a dragon, and dragons were naturally lewd. Whether it was Guan Heng, who was drenched in blood, or Xie Ziyou, who was stuffed with the Xuan Core …

Xie Ziyou collapsed on the bed, his eyes lifeless, and he really wanted to curse.

… Forget it.

System 011 didn’t know how long it would take. Now, every second between them could be the last second. It really was the lyric, “Treat every day as the end of the world to love each other.”

…

A year later, Xie Ziyou sat down angrily at the table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and gulped it down, barely managing to calm his irritable mood.

Bastard!

Can you give me a definite answer? Who the f * ck delayed the end of the world for a year!

He backed down step by step, and Guan Heng, that bastard, was so shameless that he had to change his worldview every day. Should I say that he was worthy of being the male lead of the harem?

Just then, Guan Heng pushed open the door and entered.

Unaware of the impending disaster, the young man recalled the wonderful taste brought by the Dragon Blood Dragon Pill. His black eyes were bright, and he was eager to give it a try. “You You, someone sent me a letter saying that there are black flood dragons wreaking havoc on the shores of the South Sea. How about we —”

“Crack!” Xie Ziyou crushed the teacup in his hand.

His face was dark, and he slowly turned his head. “We, we, wh, what?”

Guan Heng: “You … didn’t you mention the Memorial Day last time? I want to … designate this day as the Memorial Day of the Dragon Slaying.”

Every year, one would be slaughtered.

“And then?” Xie Ziyou gritted his teeth. “Accumulate seven Dragon Pills and summon the Dragon God?”

Guan Heng thought for a moment, and unexpectedly nodded. “It’s not impossible …”

“Absolutely not!”

Xie Ziyou threw the teacup in his hand and smashed it against the window lattice not far away. A cool breeze blew through the door and swept across his burning cheeks. His beautiful peach blossom eyes were bright with anger, as if they were burning with fire.

Guan Heng: “… Oh.”

So disappointed.