From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

When Gong Qianbi came out of the secret room, he saw Zhang Fengyan leading a group of upright people standing at the door, holding a long sword in his hand, making a defensive gesture.

But when these people saw that the person who came was Gong Qianbi, Qi Qi heaved a sigh of relief, put away the weapons in their hands, and thanked Gong Qianbi: "Thank you, Senior Wei."

If Wei Fangcheng hadn't sent them the news that the Demon Cult was in chaos today and they could take advantage of the opportunity to attack, they really don't know when they will be able to attack Luojia Mountain in the future.

Gong Qianbi didn't speak, those people felt a little embarrassed, but at the same time, they wanted to make friends with this Yunguan faction's junior martial uncle in front of them. Someone asked Gong Qianbi, "Is Senior Wei going to get married today?"

When the others heard this, they also noticed that Gong Qianbi was wearing a wedding dress, and congratulatory voices resounded in the room.

"Congratulations, happy marriage for a hundred years!"

"Born your son early!"

"To grow old together, to be united forever!"

……

Gong Qianbi listened expressionlessly to the congratulatory words of these people in front of him, these words sounded more like a sarcasm to his ears.

A happy marriage for a hundred years?To grow old together?

Ah……

"I didn't know that Senior Wei was very happy today, and he didn't bring a gift. The Yunguan faction will definitely make up for Senior Wei when I go back next time." Zhang Fengyan was secretly happy to see Gong Qianbi getting married. If they got married quietly, the bride would definitely not be Bai Ruoshui. As soon as Zhang Fengyan thought that he might marry Bai Ruoshui into his family in the future, the smile on his face became more sincere.

He asked Gong Qianbi again: "But why didn't senior Wei get married in Yunguan Sect? Why did you choose such a date?"

"It's a good day, and it's a great joy to save the Jianghu from a big harm!"

"By the way, what about the bride? The Xuanming Sect is in a bit of a mess right now, don't let anything happen to the bride!"

"Will you speak! Senior Wei must have put the bride in a safe place, waiting to enter the bridal chamber!"

"Hey, it's already this time, how do you still enter the bridal chamber?"

……

Everyone was chattering non-stop, asking Wei Fangcheng about the origin of the bride.

"He's already dead." Gong Qianbi finally spoke, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.

For a moment, everyone in the room shut their mouths. They secretly looked at Gong Qianbi's face, and felt that he didn't look like his wife had just died.

But there is absolutely no need for Gong Qianbi to lie about this kind of thing, and they thought of the red lanterns and red silk cloth on the roadside when they attacked Luojia Mountain, maybe it was prepared for Senior Wei and his bride .

Seeing this way, the bride should also be a member of the Demon Cult, and her status is not low. Senior Wei was able to sacrifice his own beauty for the great cause of eliminating demons, which really made them extremely admired.

There are so many good sons and daughters in the Jianghu who were deceived by the demons and betrayed their teachers. Wei Fang's actions can be said to be a model of righteous people, and they will be famous forever.

The Jianghu people in front of them immediately took another high look at Gong Qianbi, and bowed to salute him, "Senior Wei is righteous, I can't wait."

Gong Qianbi didn't know what these upright people were thinking, and he didn't bother to guess, Cen Fei was dead now.

Should be dead.

However, he once pierced Cen Fei's chest with a sword, but then he came back to life.

How did he survive?He stayed in this body and watched Wei Fangcheng guard by his side for two days and two nights, and then Cen Fei woke up.

Could it be due to Wei Fangcheng's sincerity?

This sounds like a joke. When their family was exterminated by Cen Fei, Wei Fangcheng knelt in front of his parents' grave for three days and three nights, but his parents failed to wake up.

Gong Qianbi knew that if he wanted Cen Fei to die cleanly, he should burn Cen Fei's body like that medicine hut now.

But he didn't.

There is a secret desire hidden in his heart, even he has never been aware of it.

Just as these martial arts professionals began to search for the treasures and cheats in this room, a dark blue figure suddenly broke into the room, with a silver blade in his hand facing Gong Qianbi, cursing: "Wei Fangcheng, you traitor!" You son of a bitch! It's a waste of the sincerity of the leader to you! You will die!"

It was Guardian Zuo's voice, and Gong Qianbi could tell who it was without looking up.Seeing the green leaf knife slashing at him, he stood motionless on the spot without avoiding it, as if willing to die.

The other martial arts practitioners around did not have time to stop them, seeing Gong Qianbi about to splatter the spot with blood, Zhang Fengyan saw this scene, shook his hand in fright and threw the jade in his hand, just in time to collide with the Green Leaf Knife in the left protector's hand. together.

The green leaf knife was half way off, and only a few strands of Gong Qianbi's hair were cut off, while he himself was still standing there intact.

Immediately afterwards, when Guardian Zuo was about to make a second cut, someone behind him pierced his chest with a long sword.

he died.

From the beginning to the end, Gong Qianbi's eyes fluctuated slightly only when she saw the moonlight emerald shattered on the ground.

Zhang Fengyan originally felt sorry for the moonlight jadeite that fell on the ground, but just as he was about to squat down to see if there was any possibility of saving it, he felt as if he was being watched by an evil spirit, and his whole body felt cold.

He raised his head and looked around, and found that Gong Qianbi was looking at him, that look seemed to kill him, he didn't know what he did wrong, but he couldn't offend Gong Qianbi, so he backed away quietly Two steps, hiding behind the others.

Gong Qianbi looked down at the shattered jadeite on the ground, and he remembered that on his birthday, Cen Fei brought a pair of jadeite boys to Wei Fangcheng as a gift, and he even made it for Wei Fangcheng Longevity noodles, made of jade ring fingers.

And at that time, he who was hiding in this body had already started planning how to kill Cen Fei.

He had simulated the process of killing Cen Fei thousands of times in his mind, and in the end he did what he had thought up one by one.

He stabbed the dagger into his heart, told him that he was Wei Fangcheng, and watched him die in despair.

The only thing that was unexpected was the last sentence he said to Cen Fei.

If he can survive, he will return Wei Fangcheng to him.

……

After dragging the body of Guardian Zuo out, a hall master surnamed Zhong from Lingbo Sect took a step forward, and said to Gong Qianbi: "Senior Wei, everyone in the Demon Cult has been executed, do you want to go back with us?"

Gong Qianbi stared blankly at the fragments on the ground, shook her head after a while, and replied: "No need, I'll stay here for a while longer,"

Gong Qianbi did not return to Yunguan Sect, nor did he stay on Mount Luojia, he went to Jiangnan, where Wei Fangcheng and Cen Fei first met.

He didn't know why he came to this place, he just casually followed a large group of people onto the boat, and arrived here when he woke up.

He sat on the shore, looking at the sparkling water, this body was meaningless to him, and living was no longer fun, but he did not return his body to Wei Fangcheng like last time.

He didn't like Cen Fei, and the person Cen Fei liked was never him.

He doesn't want to fulfill them.

The storyteller in the teahouse slapped the Xingmu in his hand on the table, and then said: "The young man in the happy attire is the little uncle Wei Fangcheng, the head of the Yunguan sect. Speaking of this The young hero has a lot of background, I remember it was February [-]th of the [-] year, so..."

Gong Qianbi stood up from the river bank, and he walked aimlessly on the street in front of him. The melodious and melodious singing of the lotus picking girl reached his ears, and he suddenly stopped in his tracks. I just feel that the future is long and there is no way back.

……

It was many years later, Gong Qianbi had already retired from the world, left the Yunguan Sect, and built a thatched hut on a mountain by himself, working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

He is only in his 30s now, but he is already full of hair. He will often look at a tree or a flower in a daze, and it takes a long time to look at it.

One night it snowed heavily, and the branches in the yard were covered with crystal rime, and the cold wind slammed against his doors and windows.

He walked out of the hut and looked at the snow-white mountains and fields in front of him. A half-round cold moon passed through the thin clouds, and the silver moonlight poured down and sprinkled on the white snow. The color of emerald is better than three points.

He suddenly knelt down in the snow, crying bitterly.

No one knew that in this snowy night, there was a white-haired man kneeling in the snow, crying like a child.

Those memories jumped into his mind for no reason, and the scenes that had haunted and tormented him in his dreams all found their source at this moment.This didn't make him feel relaxed or relieved, and from then on...he would sink into a boundless nightmare forever.

He watched his young man huddled in the snow, and the snowflakes fell and buried him in the snow. He wanted to rescue the young man, but he couldn't do anything.

Later, the young man died in the ice and snow.

He could vaguely hear the young man calling to himself: "Brother! Brother! Our flowers are blooming!"

Their flowers bloomed, but the youth could never see them again.

In a blink of an eye, the young man changed again. Under the scorching sun, he begged himself not to take that girl away, telling himself that if he took that girl away, he would die.

"It's raining," said the young man.

That was false, the young man was lying to himself, the scorching sun was hanging high in the sky, so he took the girl away, and the young man died.

All the memories came back, those he had seen, those he hadn't seen, all turned into raging rivers and poured into his mind without warning.

A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed on the white snow, like dots of wintersweet blooming proudly, the north wind whistling in the ear, hysterical, heart-rending.

He grabbed a handful of snow and murmured to the young man: "Baby..."

No one responded.

If...he never existed, then in this life, will the baby be able to live this life safely and happily.

This was originally his greatest wish in the first life, but it has never been realized.

Every time he was injured, every time he left... it was because of himself.

Gong Qianbi smiled wryly, laughing until tears flowed to the corner of her mouth, mixed with blood, and dripped on the snow.

Everything in this world is false, only youth is true.

He killed reality.

It was his true love, his dream, his suffocating desire, where his soul rested.

And yet...he killed him.

From now on, he will have nothing and be alone.

He didn't understand until this time why he always couldn't bear to his enemy, why he was more sad than killing himself when he wanted to kill him.

For so many years, from the moment he stabbed the dagger into the young man's heart, he pretended to be indifferent and calm.On this day, he finally couldn't pretend anymore.

He always thought that the other person hidden in this body left too deep feelings, so it affected him.

But it turned out that it was the countless fetters accumulated in their previous lives.

It's a pity...Gong Qianbi raised her hand and looked at the wrench in her hand, reflecting the cold moonlight, it seemed that his appearance appeared on it.

Now, there is nothing left.

Gong Qianbi was crying and laughing, like a madman, swinging her arms and beating the cold and hard ground in front of her, crying out in pain, like a desperate monster on the verge of death.Snowflakes fell in his hair, and his face was full of tears.

Later, the monster fell into the snow.

The wind stopped, the snow fell, and there was silence between heaven and earth.

When will the pain of this life end.

He closed his eyes, and fine snow fell from the sky again, falling gently and softly, light and ethereal.

Not long after, his body was covered with a thin layer of white snow, and his breath gradually became weaker. Looking up at the scattered stars in the sky, his long sigh passed through the long and silent night until dawn.

Finally, after the long night passed, a round of red sun rose from the east, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the snow-white world. He stretched out his hand and grabbed a phantom in the air, and said, "I will return Fang Cheng to you... "

"You come back."

"I will never show up again..."

Gong Qianbi's voice gradually became low.

"I'll return Fang Cheng to you..."

The sky and the earth were dark, only the pitiful screams of a few jackdaws, but no one responded to him.

……

He will never come back.