Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan doesn't hear news about Shen Weichu all the time. After all, there are too few topics related to him that can make people interested in chatting. Mentioning him is mostly related to his intelligence and sensibleness. If he talks too much, he will get bored. .

When Ji Yan was one year old, the prime minister's father held a banquet for her.

The prime minister's beloved daughter spent a lot of money on this day and entertained all the people in the capital.

Ji Yan had to sigh with emotion about her father's great money making ability.

That day, a monk happened to be passing by the capital for a short rest. The prime minister heard that the monk was from the Changheng Immortal Sect, so he invited several monks to the mansion to celebrate his little girl's birthday.

Monks would receive the highest level of courtesy in the Chu Dynasty. When demons and monsters caused chaos in the world, they would have to rely on those monks, even if they were the emperor.

It was the middle of winter, it had just snowed last night, and the entire capital was covered in silver makeup overnight.

A little red dumpling ran out of the small courtyard, about the size of a tiny bit. He was wearing a red coat with a cloud edge. The hem of the skirt was layered up to the heel. His thin and soft hair was combed into two full little pull-backs. .

Behind him was a maidservant aged eleven or twelve.

Yun He's delicate little face turned pale, and he said in panic: "Miss, run slowly, don't fall."

Ji Yan was already able to run away when she was one year old, and she was earlier and wiser than ordinary children.

This made the prime minister's father very proud, and he showed off his daughter to everyone.

When Yun He saw the lady stopped, he panted and stepped forward to tie her cloak.

"Miss, you're going to have your first week of pregnancy soon, can I help you carry you to the front hall?"

The prime minister's father had told her about arresting Zhou a few days ago. She nodded, obviously understanding what Yun He said.

Yun He bent down and picked her up, and couldn't help but praise: "Miss is so good."

Ji Yan also likes being hugged by Yun He. She has a gentle temperament and is not mean-spirited. She also smells good.

When he arrived at the front hall, the prime minister smiled and took the little Douding from Yunhe's hand when he saw his daughter.

The little birthday girl's facial features are very beautiful, as white as a snow dumpling, and she looks very pleasant. When everyone sees clearly the appearance of the legitimate daughter, they immediately don't blame the prime minister for always showing off his daughter outside. She is indeed a very smart child.

Ji Yanyan was nestled in her father's arms, her eyes half-opened, and her gaze boringly scanned the countless unimpressive adult faces in front of her.

She lost interest until she saw an extremely ugly clay figure.

Ji Yan opened her eyes wide.

She immediately remembered a description in the original work. When the author described the Guixu elder of the Changheng Sword Sect, he would always focus on the strange accessories on his waist. Others would use jade pendants, sachets and the like to hang around their waists as decorations. However, the Xu elder wears such an ugly and unique clay sculpture all year round.

From a distance, it looks round and round, like the Maitreya Buddha. When you look closely, you will find that it is a child wearing adult clothes. The clothes are too big and stacked up. Because of the angle, it looks like a pot-bellied Buddha.

Ji Yan did not expect to meet Elder Guixu in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

It seems that the experiences of supporting characters that are not described in the original work will also bring surprises to people.

Ji Yan originally felt that she was too young to make plans for the future in a hurry, but the moment she saw Elder Guixu, an idea arose in her mind.

If the Ji family is destined to suffer a fatal disaster, then one of the people in the world who can help them resolve this disaster is the Guixu elder of the Changheng Sword Sect.

The young man was dressed in a dark blue plain robe with an immortal air. His temperament was incompatible with the mortals around him, but Ji Yan couldn't see his appearance clearly. It was probably because he didn't want others to peek at his true appearance, so he used a spell to hide his appearance.

Ji Yan stared at him for a long time.

The prime minister's father got tired of holding her, so he put her in his wife's arms.

Ji Yan also likes her mother very much. She is a well-educated and beautiful woman. Her words are gentle and gentle, which makes people enjoy listening to her.

She stayed in her mother's arms for a long time, and finally it was time to catch her baby.

Various objects are placed on the red silk cloth.

Ji Yan was placed on top, and everyone looked at her expectantly.

She had heard her father and mother discuss it before. The Prime Minister's father hoped that she could capture official seals, books, and silk. He felt that women could also make great achievements and be as powerful as him.

But her mother disapproved. She only hoped that her children could learn one or two favorite talents like ordinary women, and grow up carefree. They would pave the way for her future.

Ji Yan had thought about what kind of thing would be more suitable to catch before, but now she didn't have to worry about it, she had a new plan.

The little bean on the silk cloth stayed for a few seconds and then took a step forward.

Everyone held their breath, but they never thought that she left Silk Bu directly, walked towards the crowd with a very clear goal, and hugged a thigh in full view of everyone.

What?thigh?

Everyone was stunned. They had never seen a child from Zhuzhou hug the guests present.

The prime minister and his wife were also dumbfounded.

To be precise, Ji Yan hugged Elder Guixu's calf.

Just kidding, this is the master of the hero and heroine and the villain, an extremely thick thigh!

Xie Lanchuan was also startled and looked down at the girl who was hugging him tightly.

The female doll was born with beautiful features and a spiritual energy lingering in her body, but there was a thick black mist between her eyebrows. It was thick and insoluble, and it looked very scary at first glance.

Not only did the little girl have a black mist between her brows, but everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion also had this dark mist between their brows. It was a sign of death.

Everyone in the world has their own destiny, and Xie Lanchuan will not easily interfere with the fate of others. But when this little girl hugs him, she is destined to him. Once the two people who have nothing to do with each other are entangled in cause and effect, Xie Lanchuan cannot ignore it.

"This child is destined to be with me." He said calmly, his voice like a spring.

The prime minister reacted, took a step forward, and apologized profusely: "My little girl was ignorant and bumped into you. I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." Xie Lanchuan bent down and picked up the child, "Since I have been chosen, I am destined to be with you. I have a few words that I would like to elaborate on with the Prime Minister alone. Is it convenient for the Prime Minister?"

"Convenient, it is convenient."

Xie Lanchuan smiled, crossed the crowd, and carried the girl and the prime minister to the study.

"This child is destined to die." Xie Lanchuan's words made the prime minister dumbfounded and then panicked.

"Death calamity? How could there be a death calamity?" The Prime Minister loved his daughter with a burning heart.

"Prime Minister, don't worry. I will give her a magic weapon to survive this calamity. If she can survive this calamity smoothly, I will accept her as my disciple. She has some fate with the Immortal Sect, and she may be able to cultivate a great path in the future."

When the prime minister heard the word "death", he felt very confused. He stared at Xie Lanchuan carefully for a while, and then asked cautiously: "May I ask who you are?"

"I thank you Lanchuan, the elder of the Changheng Immortal Sect Sword Sect."

"It turns out to be the elder Guixu!" The prime minister was overjoyed and was so excited that he didn't know how to express his thanks.

Xie Lanchuan took out a longevity lock, put it on with a red rope, and tied it around the girl's neck.

"Remember to wear this at all times and never take it off."