Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Curls of smoke soon began to float on the other side of the lake.

It was just that there wasn’t much fragrance in the smoke, and the color was also rather dark. The tip of the flame curled up a charred black gas, as if a witch was dancing a grotesque and sinister dance, swaying as it rushed into the sky.

Xie Ziyou covered his mouth and nose with one hand as he fiddled with the flame in disdain.

A few wisps of ash fell on his sparkling white cheeks, and was shaken away by the youth’s profound energy.

This was the flame that he was trying his best to recall how he had learned to drill wood for fire when he was eating in the wild.

Zhao Ruhao didn’t know how to use fire magic, and Xie Ziyou couldn’t use profound energy either. This was because the profound energy of a sword cultivator was extremely sharp, and it carried with it an indomitable force that could split the heavens and earth apart. With just a few strokes, the firewood would be scattered into pieces, and their first attempt would end prematurely.

Zhao Ruhao, who was in charge of picking up the dried twigs, also had a headache. He didn’t know what could and could not be burned, so he brought back a large amount of thatch, as well as the wet branches of the lake.

It wasn’t easy to raise a decent fire, and Xie Ziyou imitated what Guan Heng had done in the past. He cut open the bellies of the few spirit fish he had scooped up from the water, and stuck them on the wooden stick.

He added more firewood to the fire. The thatch was very flammable, and after he put it down, the fire immediately grew. The flames licked the soft belly of the fish, scorching the pale white belly of the fish.

But in just a few breaths, the thatch was burnt out, and the flames were exhausted and scattered. They floated gently on the ashes, pitifully jumping about.

Xie Ziyou hurriedly added more dried twigs —

As soon as he put down the dried twigs that were stained with water vapor, a weak flame was pressed onto the surface of the small tide, and the flame was immediately pressed down to the size of a soybean. It flickered and flickered, and was about to be extinguished.

“What did you pick up?!”

Xie Ziyou was anxious, and he hurriedly pulled a handful of weeds from the side of his hand, barely protecting the spark.

He squatted on the ground, his beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with anxiety. His slender black eyelashes were stained with dust, but he didn’t have the time to clean them up. His brocade robes swept the mud beneath his feet, and when he lowered his head, his long black hair slid down his shoulders like a waterfall, and the ends of his hair swept across the flames on the ground.

A strange smell of burning protein wafted through the air.

Holding onto his burnt hair, Xie Ziyou was so angry that he almost wanted to throw the dried twigs at Zhao Ruhao’s face.

It was just a little flame and food, and it didn’t cost him much points. If it weren’t for the fact that the System wasn’t around, he wouldn’t be in such a sorry state.

This was Zhao Ruhao’s first time lighting a fire, but he was very determined and didn’t believe that he was in the wrong.

“You didn’t cook it well,” the youth insisted.

Xie Ziyou tossed the twigs in his hands aside and stood up, holding onto his hair. “Then you do it!”

It was Zhao Ruhao’s turn to sit in front of the bonfire. Xie Ziyou watched helplessly as Zhao Ruhao touched a handful of ashes and retracted his scalded hand in pain. Then, he brushed aside the ashes and buried the fish …

Xie Ziyou practically jumped up from the ground and pointed at the bonfire. “What are you doing?”

“I’m cooking fish,” Zhao Ruhao said matter-of-factly. “You don’t have to use fire, do you? The ashes are quite hot, and you can also use them for cooking.”

“… I won’t ask you if you can cook it well, but even if it’s done, how are you going to eat it if it’s covered in ashes?”

“Wash it!”

Zhao Ruhao raised his head in confusion and gestured to the lake beside him, “Isn’t this all water?”

Xie Ziyou: “…”

The heavens were gone.

Xie Ziyou’s eyes were lifeless, and the light in his amber eyes was dim. He lowered his head and stared at the ashy fish on the ground, as if he had lost his dream.

He murmured, “Zhao Ruhao, how great would it be if you were the main character …”

He would definitely become the most successful villain in history, and earn a huge amount of points. He would let Zhao Ruhao know what it meant to live in the world!

Xie Ziyou’s words were spoken so softly that Zhao Ruhao didn’t hear them clearly. He asked suspiciously, “What did you say?”

“… That’s enough.”

Xie Ziyou slapped his face, and his fair cheeks immediately flushed red. The slightly cold fingers and a slight tingling sensation jolted him out of his trance, and he quickly regained his rationality.

He might as well have a chat with Guan Heng.

Teasing him was fine too. He should still have some charm towards that guy. The villain could also be subdued by the main character, right?

Of course, he had to stick to one principle. He wasn’t subdued by the aroma of the food, but by the main character’s … uh, only then? Handsome? Fresh and tender?

His brain raced, and Xie Ziyou turned around with a frown. He glanced in Xie Heng’s direction — —

The bonfire was still burning, and smoke lingered in the air.

Pei Yunyin and Cheng Chengbai were leaning against the tree. The black-clothed youth’s posture was lazy, and his expression was full of energy. Even Cheng Chengbai’s frozen face had softened a little. The delicious crab soup had given him a bit of warmth, and the two sides of his icy cheeks were slightly red.

But Xie Heng and Xu Wan ‘er were nowhere to be seen.

Strange, where did the two of them go?

Just as Xie Ziyou was about to look around, he heard a soft chuckle. It was clear and gentle, with a hint of teasing. The voice was clear and mellow, like flowing water hitting a rock, splashing jade in the spring.

“Crab? The fragrant Hermit Devil Crab that just came out of the pot? ”

Xie Ziyou’s eyes lit up, and he turned his head — —

As expected, Xie Heng was standing three steps away. The cool breeze lifted the hair in front of his forehead, revealing his bright eyes and starry eyes. His handsome facial features seemed to have been carved by a knife, and his slender figure was elegant and graceful, like a jade tree facing the wind.

Seeing him turn his head, Xie Heng smiled faintly, waving the stone bowl in his hand, and added, “Ten taels of silver for one serving. Honest merchants, honest and trustworthy. ”

… …

Fifteen minutes ago, the water in the stone pot was boiling, and the cooked soup was translucent and pure white like milk. Xie Heng tossed in a few spices he found in the forest, and the delicious aroma immediately exploded on the surface of the water. The surface of the water surged, and a series of lovely bubbles appeared.

On the other side, the snow white crab meat was drizzled with crab paste. It was roasted until it was slightly yellow, and the surface was shiny and attractive. Just by looking at it, one’s appetite would be greatly aroused.

Pei Yunyin picked up a piece of crab meat and put it into his mouth. He chewed a few times, and his eyes immediately lit up.

“Little Shidi!” He pulled Xie Heng’s hand, and solemnly said, “From today onwards, you are my younger brother!”

Xie Heng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Pei Yunyin wolfed down the food, and Cheng Chengbai’s face showed a rare hint of softness, but the two people who had put in the most effort, Xie Heng and Xu Wan ‘er, were eating uneasily.

The two of them would occasionally turn their heads and glance backwards.

Seeing Zhao Ruhao carrying a pile of straw, Xu Wan ‘er’s eyebrows furrowed. She was worried and angry, and thought to herself, this idiot.

Seeing Xie Ziyou’s long hair brushing against the fire, Xie Heng’s hand suddenly tightened, and a sliver of profound energy leaked out. The stone bowl could not withstand the pressure, and with a crack, several cracks appeared on it.

The flame burned Xie Ziyou’s hair, but it was like burning Xie Heng’s heart.

His heart ached terribly.

Xie Ziyou’s long hair was very beautiful, jet-black and soft, like a winding stream of ink-colored water, elegant and elegant. When it was completely draped down, it was wrapped all the way down to the waist, and when it was scattered in the water, it was like floating seaweed, swaying in a graceful arc. It lightly wrapped around the young man’s fair and thin body, curling up the sparkling white skin, creating a strong visual impact.

Every time Xie Heng felt with the spirit bone, he would feel the hair gently brushing against his heart, causing him to feel numb.

But now, a section of his hair had been burned short!

Xie Heng’s heart ached so much that he almost wanted to give himself two slaps — — He knew that this person had been pampered, had never been in the kitchen, and had never come into contact with such chores as gathering firewood and lighting a fire. Why did he still put on airs and not help Xie Ziyou earlier?

He gulped down the soup in his hand. The thick soup was clearly fragrant and tasty, but no matter how he drank it, it didn’t taste good.

After finishing the soup in a few mouthfuls, Xie Heng wiped his mouth and rubbed his face. He scooped up another bowl from the pot and hid it behind his back. He coughed lightly and said: “I … … have something to do, excuse me.”

Pei Yunyin casually asked: “What is it?”

Xie Heng thought for a moment with a headache and raised his finger to point at the lakeside.

“… … There’s a piece of grass over there, it seems to be glowing. I suspect it’s a spirit grass.”

Xu Wan ‘er’s eyes wandered around as she stared blankly at Xie Heng and nodded a few times. Suddenly, she came to her senses and her eyes brightened.

With a grunt, she climbed up from the ground and patted the dust off her skirt. She said excitedly: “I also have something to do — — That flower over there is really beautiful, I want to pick one.”

“Which one?” Cheng Cheng Bai turned his head and covered his collar tightly. He said solemnly: “The more beautiful the flower, the more likely it is to hide danger. You’re not allowed to go, I’ll help you pick it.”

Xu Wan ‘er: “… …”

… …

Xie Heng carried a bowl of soup and gently parted the grass, walking towards Xie Ziyou’s direction.

At first, his steps were anxious, but as he got closer, his steps gradually slowed down.

What kind of excuse could he find?

Xie Heng rubbed the edge of the bowl in distress. The temperature passed through the stone bowl and into his palm.

Xie Ziyou was stubborn and soft-hearted. He definitely wouldn’t be willing to accept his gift. He had to at least find an excuse to give the other party a way out … …

After thinking for a long time, Xie Heng suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

I got it!

Collect money from him!

This wouldn’t be a gift, but a transaction. The price couldn’t be too high. If it was too high, it would make him greedy. It also couldn’t be too low. If it was too low, it would be a form of humiliation. He had to set a price that was just right. He had to be careful … …

How about ten taels of silver?

For normal people, ten taels of silver could support their expenses for a year or even several years. It really wasn’t cheap. But for Xie Ziyou, who was born in a xiuzhe family, he had seen many transactions that were based on jingshi. He probably wouldn’t put ten taels of silver in his heart.

Xie Heng’s mind was spinning. He thought that he had taken care of all aspects.

He hadn’t expected that when he stood in front of Xie Ziyou and warmly said, “Ten taels of silver for a portion”, the youth opposite him tilted his head and thought for a moment. His beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly raised as he said bluntly, “I don’t have money.”

Xie Heng: “… …?”

Not even ten taels of silver?

Was there a mistake? The Di son went out to explore, but the Xie family was so stingy that they didn’t even give him a bit of silver?

But immediately after, a fair hand reached out in front of Xie Heng and took the stone bowl. Xie Heng was slightly surprised. The youth in front of him had a slightly red face. His eyes flashed and he said in a distressed tone, “Wait a minute, I’ll find something to give you.”

Xie Heng unconsciously said, “What is it?”

Was it a sword bone?

Xie Ziyou slightly turned his head to avoid his puzzled gaze. Looking at the sparkling lake in front of him, he said in a small voice, “Using myself to pay, do you want it?”

He said it in shame, but before he could finish his words, his entire body was already red from his neck to his ears. The redness seeped out from the depths of his skin and melted into his porcelain white and delicate skin. It was as if the rosy clouds were on his head, sprinkling down a brilliant light.

If you don’t agree, I’ll strangle you to death. Xie Ziyou clenched his teeth and thought fiercely.