Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

The cold of spring was chilly, the cold moon was frosty.

The wind that was as sharp as a blade passed through the forest, rustling the mottled shadows. Occasionally, two or three small insects would crawl slowly under the grass, their cries mournful.

When Xie Heng walked down the hill, his steps were almost trembling.

His steps were heavy, and with every step he took, a muddy footprint would be left under his feet. Although his clothes were half dried by the spiritual power, it lacked the usual warm current. Just with his cultivation of Level Two Youth, it was not enough for him to clean himself up without any flaws.

Xie Heng had no choice but to stand on the hill and enjoy the cold wind for another hour. He allowed the cold wind to blow through his long, wet hair. The bitter cold of spring had condensed into a layer of frost on his long eyelashes. Xie Heng tried his best to suppress the physiological reaction of shivering. Looking at the pale moonlight on the ground, his heart was filled with anger.

He had soaked in ice water for an entire night in the mountain stream, what was the result?

The illusion had not appeared at all! There was not even a warm current!

What angered the youth the most was that at this moment, there was still some worry in his heart. He couldn’t help but wonder if Xie Ziyou had encountered an accident. Otherwise, why would he stop the daily illusion?

He had actually, in his subconscious reaction, worried for his enemy?

His heart was heavy as he walked down the hill. Just as he neared Xu Wan ‘er’s hut, Xie Heng heard a deafening knock on the door.

The sound was truly deafening. Many of the surrounding residents were awakened by the sound. Xie Heng could hear many angry shouts and curses, but it was still Zhao Ruhao’s loud and clear voice that drowned out the shouts and curses.

“Open the door! Xu Wan ‘er, open the door! ”

“Don’t hide in there, I know you’re home!”

“Let me tell you, there’s a big shot coming for tomorrow’s test! With your little ability, don’t even think about playing tricks in front of the big shot. Here’s a book of knife techniques that I picked up casually. Do you want it? ”

“Open the door! Chase that unruly brat out and apologize to this Young Master, and I will lend you my saber art for two days!”

Zhao Ruhao’s reply was a crisp “click” sound.

Under the moonlight, the young man happily turned around and pushed on the wooden door, but it didn’t budge.

The only thing that moved was a window above Zhao Ruhao’s head. The window was opened, and a cold breeze blew. A slender hand reached out from the window with a copper basin in it.

Cold water poured down from the sky, drenching Zhao Ruhao’s head and face.

The young girl’s angry voice came from the door, “Zhao Ruhao, take your technique and get out of here! I don’t need your charity!”

Zhao Ruhao was stunned for three seconds. He wiped his face with his hand and angrily raised a thin booklet in his hand.

“You don’t want it?” he shouted. “Xu Wan ‘er, you’ll be killed by your stubborn temper! If you had a good knife technique, would you have ended up like this? ”

“This knife technique, it’s not easy for me to … Pui, I picked it up casually. You really don’t want it?”

Xu Wan ‘er spat from the door, “Get out of here!”

“F * ck!”

The young boy froze in place, his eyes wide open. He couldn’t lift the booklet in his hand, nor could he put it down.

He angrily turned around to leave, but his clothes fluttered in the wind. Even when his upper body was leaning forward, his legs were stuck to the ground, as if his legs were out of his control, and he couldn’t move an inch.

A strong sense of unwillingness pervaded the air above the stone house.

At this moment, Xie Heng returned from the mountain.

Seeing Xie Heng from afar, Zhao Ruhao’s eyes lit up. He immediately changed back to his fierce expression and hastily took a few steps forward.

“Kid!” He yelled, “Yes, it’s you, kid, come here! This knife technique, do you see it? Kowtow to young master — — Forget it, if you say thanks, this young master will lend you two days. ”

Xie Heng raised his eyebrows and slowly walked in front of Zhao Ruhao.

As he neared, he borrowed the bright moonlight to see Zhao Ruhao’s face — — Zhao Ruhao’s eyes were wide open, his eyes were red, and the corners of his eyes were swollen.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Heng took the booklet under the young boy’s expectant gaze. He casually flipped through it, his eyes quickly swept across the mysterious calligraphy and painting. Relying on his rich knowledge, he compared it with the cultivation techniques he had cultivated before.

Fifth-grade knife technique.

It was a brand new spiritual paper, without the slightest sign of wear and tear. There were faint traces of Dao patterns flowing between the lines, but the handwriting was slightly messy. Obviously, it had been copied in a hurry.

His heavy heart suddenly relaxed a little, and Xie Heng felt a little happy. He closed the booklet and winked at Zhao Ruhao.

Zhao Ruhao was confused, and his eyes were full of vigilance. “What are you trying to do?”

Xie Heng smiled and said, “This knife technique can be considered a fifth-grade knife technique, it’s very precious. Thank you for your consideration.”

“Nonsense!” Zhao Ruhao pointed his thumb at his nostrils and raised his head. “Who am I? I picked it up casually, how could it be ordinary? ”

“It’s indeed not ordinary. Ordinary people wouldn’t have this kind of knife technique,” Xie Heng said casually. “Thank you — — Oh right, does your face hurt? Your father used quite a bit of force to beat you up. ”

Zhao Ruhao snorted. “It’s just one punch, my mother wouldn’t let him hit me more, and he doesn’t have any evidence that I stole it … … Damn it, you’re trying to get me to talk!”

The young man’s eyebrows furrowed, and he took a few steps back, glaring at Xie Heng.

Xie Heng only smiled.

He handed the booklet back to Zhao Ruhao and said in a low voice, “Thank you, but this is your Zhao family’s knife technique. If Wan ‘er were to use it, she’d be in even more trouble if she were to be recognized tomorrow.”

“Nonsense, nonsense,” Zhao Ruhao’s face was slightly red, and his eyes were evasive. “I said I picked it up. Besides, who gave it to her? I’m just borrowing it to play with … …”

“Alright.”

Xie Heng patted Zhao Ruhao’s shoulder, his right hand clenched in the air, making a posture of pulling out a knife. Then, he used his palm as a knife, and slashed at the air in front of him.

The spirit energy emitted a faint fluorescent light, wrapping around the young man’s arm as white as the moon. Wherever the palm blade slashed, a muffled tearing sound could be heard in the air, as if a long sword was sharp, splitting the space into several petals.

The whirlwind swept past, and a morning glory that was climbing along the stone in the corner of the wall withered. Under the moonlight, the slightly tired light purple petals scattered into eight pieces. Each piece was of uniform size, and slowly fell down with the wind, but the calyx was still intact, without any damage.

An extremely strong control and an extremely exquisite circulation of profound energy.

Facing Zhao Ruhao’s stunned gaze, Xie Heng’s right hand lightly shook, dispersing the ling energy.

“How is it, it’s passable, right?”

Xie Heng smiled: “Tomorrow’s examination, I’ll use this set of Eight Layer Light Sword … Blade technique, it should be able to protect the Xu Clan’s Blade Field, you don’t have to worry.”

He paused, and under Zhao Ruhao’s whisper of “Who’s worried?”, he lowered his voice, pointed at the stone house, and said in a soft voice: “Miss Zhui is not your type of chasing technique, do you want me to teach you a few moves?”

“Bullshit!”

Zhao Ruhao suddenly felt as if his tail had been stepped on, and suddenly jumped up, his voice loud and clear: “I’m chasing her? Impossible, maybe in my next life! ”

“Bang!”

A muffled sound could be heard from within the stone house. Xu Wan ‘er had clearly heard the roar that tore through the heavens, and angrily kicked the door.

Zhao Ruhao’s expression changed a hundred times, and he tightly pursed his lips in anger. His five fingers gripped the book, and he turned to run.

The thin figure left a slender shadow under the moonlight. His steps were hurried, and he almost ran away.

Xie Heng looked in the direction that Zhao Ruhao had turned to flee, and shook his head with a bitter smile.

This person was too stubborn. Although he had a good heart, he was afraid that he would have to suffer a lot in the future.

Shaking his head, Xie Heng pushed all irrelevant matters out of his mind. He raised his hand and pressed it against the wooden door, and just as he was about to push the door open and enter the house — —

But in that instant, the shadow of the tree and the moonlight intertwined, and the cold wind blew against his face. The youth’s mind flashed like lightning, and a thought suddenly popped up.

Xie Heng’s entire body froze in place.

His fingertips touched the sharp barbs on the wooden door, and he felt a slight itch.

Xie Heng’s heart also felt like it had been blown up by the barbs. He stared at the dark shadow that he had cast on the wooden door, and against the bone-chilling chill of the spring, he was lost in thought.

Xie Ziyou … … could it be the same as Zhao Ruhao?

Recalling the feeling of the warm current around him, Xie Heng couldn’t help but see the misty water surface in front of his eyes again. The youth’s cheeks were flushed, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly closed. When he bent forward, he could see the graceful curve of his neck, as well as his round and delicate shoulders.

Perhaps it was also a misunderstanding.

A voice whispered in Xie Heng’s mind. Perhaps it was also because he was not good at expressing himself.

Like a feather teasing the soft part of the youth’s heart, Xie Heng couldn’t help but start to recall Xie Ziyou’s face, recalling the few times they had met. His beautiful face was dyed with a faint glow from the memories, and it quickly changed into another scene — — the youth in fresh clothes holding a long sword, the sword picking up the frost, and wherever it went, a fragrance would spread.

So, the mocking and making things difficult for him was actually just to attract his attention, to cover up the excessive concern that he was ashamed to mention in his heart?

Then … … what about the sword bone?

… …

While Xie Heng was tossing and turning, Xie Ziyou rubbed the sword bone in his palm, and for a moment he was in a difficult position.

Half of the originally sparkling white bone had become translucent, and the messy filaments within it were arranged more neatly, faintly forming a mysterious pattern that resembled a small sword.

Xie Ziyou was willing to use his career to guarantee that — — this bone definitely didn’t look like this at the beginning. It was a bone that could perfectly blend into a chicken bone, and be thrown by Xie Peng to the puppy to play with!

Xie Ziyou tried his best to recall the things that could have affected the state of the sword bone in this period of time. After thinking about it, he found that it could only be because of the medicinal bath.

This spirit bone had been soaked in the spirit water with him every day, nourished by the essence of the spirit medicine, and had also absorbed a lot of pure spirit energy from the jingshi. Perhaps it was because of this that these changes had occurred.

“Would it be a good change?”

The System cautiously replied, “Not necessarily. After all, this is one of the protagonist’s golden fingers. Perhaps there is something that you and I don’t know about, that belongs to the protagonist in the future. If I want to understand the specific situation, I need to carefully deduce it, and it will take some time. ”

“Until then, You You, don’t let it come into contact with the spirit energy for now.”

Xie Ziyou nodded.

He looked around — — the room was spotless, every corner was cleaned regularly by servants, and the bedding was changed regularly. After hesitating for a long time, Xie Ziyou stepped on the table, lightly jumped, and temporarily placed the spirit bone on the beam.

He had just finished all this when someone knocked on the door.

It was a servant. After bowing his head, he said, “Madam, please make a trip to the library.”

Strange, Xie Ziyou thought to himself, in the past, it was always Wang Yun who personally came to find him, and if there was anything, they would discuss it in his room. But this time, he didn’t know what it was that made him want to go to the library?