Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

The sounds of battle continued for almost an hour. The sword-wielding cultivators fought and retreated. The battle line stretched for several li, and the number of warriors and cultivators killed along the way was no less than a hundred.

After watching for a long time, Xie Heng discovered that when the sword-wielding cultivators attacked, most of their attacks were aimed at the enemy’s lower body. The sword qi blocked their way and stopped their footsteps, but they didn’t take their lives. What was even more strange was that when the pursuer scolded and asked for the sword-wielding cultivator’s name, that person remained silent all the way, not saying a single word.

If it wasn’t for the pure kindness of this person, Xie Heng thought, then it was because he had some relationship with the pursuer.

After a few li, they entered the lush forest. Along the way, the ancient trees reached the sky, and the pine trees rustled. The sword-wielding cultivator increased his speed, leaving behind a series of afterimages. The pursuer’s cultivation was too low, so he could only curse from behind, but he was gradually left far behind by the sword-wielding cultivator.

After shuttling through the lush forest for about an hour, the scene in front of Xie Heng finally stopped abruptly. He waved his hand desperately in the darkness, wanting to ask who the sword-wielding cultivator was, but his lips seemed to be tightly glued, not a single sound could come out.

He saw the sword-wielding cultivator’s thin left arm swung and a young girl was put down from his shoulder.

Xie Heng: “!!!”

He silently shouted, calling out the young girl’s name: “Xiao Huan!”

The young girl named Xiao Huan naturally couldn’t see him.

The young girl’s hair was in a mess, her sleeves were pierced by Xuan Liu during the battle, revealing half of her white forearm. Her eyes were filled with watery light as she bowed.

“Thank you for saving my life, it’s just that … … Xiao Huan has an important matter to attend to and needs to find my family’s young master, I really can’t repay you … …”

This fool!

Xie Heng clenched his fists tightly.

A warm current surged up from the bottom of his heart. Looking at the handmaiden who was close at hand but couldn’t touch him, he silently said: “I broke all ties with the Xie family, I’m not your young master anymore. You’re so smart, why would you do such a stupid thing?”

The swordsman remained silent and shook his head slightly.

Under the young girl’s continuous shouts of “May I ask Mister’s name?”, he turned around, tiptoed on the ground and leaped into the air.

The long wind passed through the forest, the sword-wielding cultivator’s body was surrounded by light Xuan Qi, sweeping past the vigorous branches. Wherever he passed, the fallen leaves fell, startling a flock of birds.

“… … Thank you.”

Separated by an invisible barrier, Xie Heng who was forced to watch from the side raised his head slightly and softly said a word of thanks.

I owe you a favor.

He knew that the sword-wielding cultivator couldn’t hear his voice, but his heart was filled with passion. The joy of knowing that his old friend was fine made him wild with joy — — It wasn’t until Xiao Huan appeared that Xie Heng realized that during the intense battle, his handmaiden had been carried on the back of the sword-wielding cultivator, guarding her tightly.

Those servants who surrounded him looked familiar to him. Now that he recalled, they were all from the Xie family.

… … Damn it!

It was one thing to persecute him, but they didn’t even let go of the handmaiden who had nothing to do with him?

Standing on top of Lin Tao, Xie Ziyou who suddenly received a notification of “Hatred Level 20”: “???”

Wow, this is great, what kind of stimulation did the main character receive?

The strong wind blew, brushing against his hair. Seeing that there was no one around, the youth took off his mask contentedly and raised his head to enjoy the exceptionally fresh wind in the forest. Raising his eyes, he could see the boundless blue sky and the white clouds.

Xie Ziyou couldn’t help but open his arms, the Virtual Ring hugged the air in front of him, smiling: “System, the feeling of saving someone is still better. When can you jump the fuck, let’s go do the Golden Finger mission, okay?”

The little bee of the system landed on his shoulder, looking down at the lush green forest and the undulating mountain range in front of him. It didn’t want to disturb Xie Ziyou’s good mood, so it only smiled slightly and didn’t reply.

They were the system, they just had to obey, if they wanted to change the mission … … How could it be that simple?

The system didn’t speak, but it shocked Xie Heng.

He didn’t understand what the ‘system’ was, what the ‘Golden Finger’ was, but he could tell that this was his enemy’s younger brother, the bastard who had stolen his Veluriyam Sword Bone!

In that instant, all the emotions and joy dissipated. Xie Heng’s head was in a mess, a bone-deep hatred suddenly attacked him. His anger was so great that he flipped the table: His maid’s savior was Xie Ziyou?

The swordsman who was skilled in swordsmanship and he had secretly taken as his confidante was Xie Ziyou?

No, he didn’t believe it!

It must be someone with a similar voice, the world was so big that there were so many strange things, it was normal for two people to have similar voices … …

The flustered Xie Heng staggered and almost turned around to escape. The entire formless space was affected by the impact. The Veluriyam Sword Bone in Xie Ziyou’s arms had already poked out a small tip due to repeated battles. At this moment, it trembled slightly and came out of his robes, falling straight down the tree!

“F * ck!” Xie Ziyou hurriedly bent down and rushed forward to catch it.

In his panic, the mask on his face was flung open by his hand, revealing half of his delicate and handsome face. His fair cheeks were dyed red, his eyes were clear and filled with peach blossoms.

Xie Heng who had seen everything: “… … F * ck.”

His vision went black. Even when he fell from the sky and was hit by a heavy object, he still couldn’t get out of his dazed and sorrowful mood.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man opened his eyes in a daze and saw the familiar stone house.

Xu Wan ‘er anxiously squatted next to him and tried to pull him up from the ground. Seeing that he had woken up, she hurriedly said: “Brother Xie, are you feeling better? You should go back to your room and rest. Leave me here — — Hey, Brother Xie, what are you doing! ”

“Bang!”

The handsome young man raised his head in despair and casually picked up a piece of wood from the ground. He raised his hand and smashed it onto his own head.

A distinct red mark instantly appeared on his forehead.

Xu Wan ‘er was both anxious and angry. She grabbed the piece of wood and said: “Brother Xie!”

“Wan ‘er … …” Xie Heng lay on the ground, his eyes lifeless. He gazed at the blue sky and whispered: “I must have gone crazy … …”

If he hadn’t gone crazy, how could he have dreamed that his enemy had changed his nature and become his benefactor?

… …

Xie Ziyou picked up the spirit bone from a pile of dead leaves, wiped the soil dry, and carefully put it back into his pocket. He was worried that it would fall out again, so he poked it deeper.

The spirit bone was still white, but when it fell, the whirlwind had swept up the green leaves. Xie Ziyou could vaguely see a light flash on the spirit bone — — but he didn’t know if it was an illusion.

It was most likely an illusion. Xie Ziyou thought to himself: Can a dead bone still have a mind?

Amused by his own whimsical thoughts, the young man laughed a few times, put back his mask, turned around, and ran back to the Xie residence.

The system helped from the back, and the two of them cleaned up all traces. They confirmed again and again that there were no flaws in this operation. Xie Ziyou wanted to burn the clothes as well, but after a second thought, he gave up on it.

This set of clothes could be considered a little memorable. They didn’t need to be overly cautious. After all, Xie Ziyou had stolen Xie Heng’s spirit bone, and the two of them had become mortal enemies. Xie Heng, who had been thrown off the cliff after the bone was dug up, was already dead in the eyes of the Xie family — — — It was fine if Xie Ziyou didn’t kick him when he was down, but the maid who saved Xie Heng?

How was that possible?

Xie Ziyou hurriedly returned to his room. Not long after he entered, Wang Yun pushed open the door and called out in a sweet voice, “You ‘er?”

For some reason, when Xie Ziyou saw this mother and saw her eyes that were as bright as a tiger’s wolf’s, his heart trembled. But for the sake of his persona, he reluctantly responded.

Wang Yun brushed her light pink sleeves and said in a gentle voice, “You ‘er, I’ve found a medicinal bath recipe for you.”

Xie Ziyou was stunned.

Not only was it a black medicine that was as bitter as coptis, but it was also a medicinal bath?

Seeing the conflict in Xie Ziyou’s expression, the woman took a few steps forward and pulled the youth’s hand over. Her dark red fingertips brushed across Xie Ziyou’s delicate white skin, as if the tip of a knife had scraped across his wrist. Immediately, Xie Ziyou felt goosebumps all over his body.

Wang Yun spoke with a sincere and earnest expression and said in a gentle voice, “You ‘er, now that you have the Sword Bone, you’re the most promising junior in our family to master the [Nine Divine Slash]. All resources should be given to you.”

“It’s just a medicinal bath. Not only do we have to soak in it, we have to soak in it every day.”

Xie Ziyou: “… Alright.”

Wasn’t it just a medicinal bath? He was going to soak in it!

I’ll have to trouble this old hag to hurry up and leave!

The servants of the Xie Manor were extremely efficient.

It wasn’t night yet, and the clouds were all over the place. When the sky darkened, the medicinal bath had already been prepared.

Wang Yun was afraid that Xie Ziyou would stop him, so he specially sent a servant to urge him on. He said that he had added several dozen types of precious spirit herbs, melted the ice from the Thousand Feet Snow Peak that hadn’t melted for tens of thousands of years into water, and then heated it with a fire element crystal … In short, a basin was worth ten thousand gold. He told Xie Ziyou not to waste it, otherwise he would kill the servant who came to urge him on.

Xie Ziyou: “…”

Why did it sound so much like a hot pot? The soup was fresh and fragrant, and under it was a pile of beef rolls, baby vegetables, pig blood and duck intestines?

The bathtub was placed in the middle of the room. The wooden basin was rippling, and the clear water was rippling, revealing a fresh light blue color.

On the surface of the water floated a spirit leaf the size of a palm. It was shaped like a shuttle, and its texture was exquisite. The veins on the leaf seemed to be random, but it contained the Dao of nature. With just a glance, Xie Ziyou knew that this bath water was extraordinary.

After paying some points, he let the system fetch a drop of water to test. Xie Ziyou couldn’t stand the servant’s fearful and pleading gaze. He could only take off his brocade clothes one by one, and hang them on an exquisitely carved screen.

But when he took off his inner clothes, Xie Ziyou’s hand paused slightly, and his face revealed a hesitant expression.

He touched the glass sword bone in his arms.

The sword bone was moist to the touch, slightly cooler than the skin, but it was also infused with the body’s temperature, like a piece of warm jade.

Xie Ziyou suddenly realized that carrying it with him was troublesome. At this moment, the servant sent by Wang Yun was glaring at him like a tiger watching its prey, so he couldn’t take out the sword bone naturally. He couldn’t possibly say that it was a chicken leg bone and that he didn’t finish eating it in the afternoon, so he kept it in his arms, right?

Looking around the room, Xie Ziyou was about to put the sword bone into the brocade clothes he had changed out of. But when he took half a step, he saw the servant quickly tidy up behind the screen, and then quickly took away all the clothes he had changed out of.

Xie Ziyou: “…”

The young man was holding the bone and spinning it in his palm. He glanced at it in disdain, and then casually threw it away — —

“Plop.”

The bone fell into the wooden basin and was submerged in the water.

In the small courtyard of the Xu family, Xie Heng and Xu Xiaowan were discussing matters related to the examination of the saber field.

The next examination was only a week later, and Xu Xiaowan didn’t have any usable saber techniques — — her father had done his utmost to stop his daughter from practicing martial arts. Xu Xiaowan didn’t know anything about the so-called sixth-grade saber techniques.

“It doesn’t matter,” Xie Heng said, “I can change the sword techniques I know into saber techniques. Even though the power isn’t as strong as before, it should be enough to deal with an examination.”

It was just an examination of an unknown small sect. The former “star of the future” of the Xie family was full of confidence. Even if his cultivation was crippled and he had to start all over again, his previous knowledge and understanding were all there. It was more than enough for him to be a guest teacher.

Xu Xiaowan’s face was still worried, and she hesitated: “Is this okay? If someone sees through it … … ”

“What’s the big deal?” Xie Heng casually said, “Who cares about sword techniques or saber techniques, only those who can win are the strong ones. At worst, I’ll invite the examiner to a duel, and exchange a few moves with real weapons … … Oh!”

The youth suddenly clutched his chest, his handsome eyebrows suddenly furrowed, his tall body swayed slightly, and he staggered. Xie Heng’s right hand abruptly propped up the wooden table, barely managing to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

Xu Wan ‘er jumped in fright, and hurriedly went forward to support him, asking in concern: “Big Brother Xie, what’s wrong?”

“I’m a little … … hot … …” Xie Heng murmured.

It wasn’t just hot, his head was spinning, and the images in his eyes were multiplying. The blood in his body was as if it was being poured with boiling water, bubbling and bubbling rapidly in his body. His ears were buzzing, and he could almost hear the clear and powerful heartbeat.

Xie Heng blinked his eyes furiously, but it didn’t get any better.

It was as if he had sunk into a bottomless lake. The shadow of the water was dark, and a mottled light shone down from above. The ripples circled around the light and shadow, and the slightly hot water washed every inch of his skin … …

The next second, the light in front of Xie Heng’s eyes suddenly exploded.

Something suddenly broke into the water, stirring up the torrent, and the sparkling white light dazzled his eyes. Xie Heng choked on the water in his throat, and his eyes widened in shock — —

It was an ankle, delicate and delicate, like white porcelain.