NPC he is a bit demon [Transmigration Book]

Wen Ran nodded: "Yes, I don't know if Brother Liang has been around these years. The marriage between Wuyan Mountain and Jiulin City is known all over the world. It is Jiang Zhao and Xie Haozi, right, Young Master Ji."

After she finished speaking, she realized that Ji Ke is no longer the Ji Ke she knew.

"I'll lure her away first, my little uncle is waiting at home, let me take care of it." He couldn't run away, and he didn't want to run away. Instead of hiding, it's better to clean up the other party, so as not to leak the news more trouble.

Before Yan Liang could agree, Ji Ke disappeared into the moonlit yard in a flash.

"Hey, Ji Ke! You may not be that Xie Hagi's opponent!" Wen Ran was stunned for a moment, then grabbed Yan Liang's wrist after a moment of hesitation: "Brother Liang, shall we run away?"

"...Miss Wen, you go first, be careful." Yan Liang was very anxious when he thought that Ji Ke's cultivation base had not yet returned to its peak, and chased him out without even thinking. .

When he arrived at Lijiang on the outskirts of the city, half of the night sky was illuminated by the sword light.

Xie Qiuzi was a passerby in the original book, and Yan Liang didn't pay much attention to her, but now when he meets her, this girl fights evenly with Ji Ke, with layers of sword intent surging in like a tide, outside the barrier Even Yan Liang felt the pressure of Mount Tai.

"Brother Liang, don't go there," Wen Ran held him back, her eyebrows furrowed deeply: "I don't want to be like Anxi Town last time, and I don't even want to be like the lonely city back then..."

Yan Liang is not a reckless person, and gradually calmed down along the way, Wen Ran panted again: "Although Xie Haozi is a little girl, she is the most difficult to deal with in Jiulin City, even his father is not as capable as her. I'm not worried about Ji Ke, but now this one might..."

Before Wen Ran finished speaking, Yan Liang raised the needle and dropped the needle. The lifelike butterfly on the back of the hand suddenly came to life and flew towards the place where the sword light washed away. The sword, Yingdie radiated bright light and cast it on the Shenshui sword, Xie Haozi narrowed his eyes slightly, and knew that he had been tricked.

In an instant, the sinking water was pointing to her throat.

"Thank you little uncle for your help."

"I'm sorry, Miss Xie. It's our fault after all." Yan Liang was still gentle and refined. Xie Qiuzi glanced at him indifferently, but his eyes were fixed on Wen Ran who was at the side.

"Miss Wen, why did you run away when you saw me?" Although Xie Qiuzi's force value has increased, it seems that Shen Leng's temperament has not changed, and the tone of his speech is always cold.

Wen Ran curled her lips: "Is there any reason why I should not run after you are chasing me?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Of course, your purpose is to follow me to find Ji Ke, take it back and ask your father for credit."

"If I say no, Miss Wen probably won't believe it."

Yan Liang sensed a different aura from their conversation, and smiled gently: "Since it's a misunderstanding, if Miss Xie doesn't mind, how about going to the humble house to rest for the night?"

He was also testing Xie Haozi's intentions. If the other party was really Jiang Zhao's fiancée, they couldn't really kill her, they could only keep her under their noses.

"it is good."

"not good!"

Ji Ke and Yan Liang's eyes met, knowing each other, Ji Ke removed the Shenshui sword, put the sword back into its sheath, and said softly: "I just offended you."

Yan Liang saw Xie Hagi's face clearly through the moonlight, and knew that she was injured, but the girl persisted stubbornly, and did not point it out, smiling slightly: "It's just right, there are still two guest rooms, so I feel wronged that Miss Xie will settle for one." late."

It was said that it was just for one night, but everyone knew in their hearts that it was equivalent to putting her under house arrest.

Yan Liang tidied up the guest room, the girl's things were all in place, and the stove was burning warmly, which was very decent, but there was a spiritual barrier around, Xie Hagi couldn't get out easily.

Yan Liang vaguely sensed that Wen Ran was a little afraid of Xie Qiuzi. You must know that this little palace master of the Fusha Palace is not afraid of heaven and earth, and is very spirited.

After getting Xie Hagi settled down, Yan Liang softly persuaded Wen Ran to go and have a rest. After a whole night of tossing around, it was almost dawn.

"Liang'er, don't force yourself anymore." When the surroundings quieted down, Yan Liang closed the door, and his expression became colder.

He had already found out that Ji Ke was injured, if not for that, he would not have played tricks to help.

Ji Ke frowned helplessly, let out a sigh of relief, and lay down on the couch, with a pale face but still smiling: "I'm useless, little uncle, don't be disgusted."

"You underestimated the enemy," Yan Liang sighed imperceptibly, "Sit down, I'll show you."

"What do you think, little uncle?"

The long and narrow eyes were bent, and the little canine teeth were so playful that it made people itch. Yan Liang could only look away, put two fingers on his wrists, and his face became more and more gloomy: "It's all hurt like this, and I still want to think about these things." Irregular."

Ji Ke didn't care, and held Yan Liang's wrist with his backhand, and pulled him into his arms. The window was wide open, and the winter wind howled in. They just hugged and lay lazily on the couch.

"I just think about these unscrupulous things, so I can recover faster." He turned sideways and kissed Yan Liang's cheek quickly.

Yan Liang's sweet heart didn't show too much on his face, he struggled to sit up: "Don't be arrogant, I'll make adjustments for you first."

After a pause, he lowered his eyes and said, "What I promised you last night, of course, counts, but I have to wait for you to recover from your injuries."

His long and narrow eyes blinked, and then he smiled from ear to ear: "I understand, I will work hard, whether it is healing or..."

"Stop it!" Yan Liang patted his forehead, his porcelain white face was already flushed red.

Although he was not serious, Ji Ke was indeed seriously injured. Yan Liang used a soul needle to clear his spiritual veins for him, and he was also sweating from exhaustion.

"Little uncle, did he ask you to stab this indigo flower on my chest?" This him, of course, refers to the hero Ji Ke.

Yan Liang's expression faltered: "Yes, it happened many years ago."

After a moment of silence, Ji Ke raised the corners of his lips, clicked his tongue and said, "Little uncle treats him really well."

Yan Liang smiled, but his eyes were serious: "What? Are you jealous?"

Ji Ke also looked back seriously: "Why should I be jealous with myself?"

"what?"

"It's okay." Saying so, Ji Ke grabbed Yan Liang's neck and pulled him towards her, and kissed him on the brow.

After the injury was healed, Ji Ke couldn't put it down and hugged Yan Liang and lay down on the couch. Yan Liang was really sleepy, and said sleepily with a pair of misty eyes: "Go to sleep."

Ji Ke nodded: "I'll sleep when little uncle falls asleep."

In fact, he felt pain in his temples, as if someone was pricking him with needles, and his vision became blurred, but he didn't dare to tell Yan Liang, for fear that the other party would worry about him.

Yan Liang couldn't notice Ji Ke's change, waved his hand and muttered: "As you wish."

After tossing and tossing all night and consuming a lot of spiritual power, he was really too tired to open his eyes and couldn't speak, and sank into blackness in a moment.

Yan Liang didn't sleep well that night, he was disturbed by chaotic dreams, messy and mottled fragments crossed the edge of consciousness, he opened his eyes in a state of suppressed fear, his heart palpitations made his chest ache, and he was almost out of breath.

But if he thinks back, he doesn't remember what he dreamed of at all, Yan Liang stared blankly at the shadow of the sun slanting to the west, dust was swirling in the indifferent light of the winter sun.

It gets dark early in winter, and now it's just the time.

Ji Ke was lying beside him breathing evenly. Seeing his sleeping face, Yan Liang immediately calmed down from his uneasy mood just now, and the hands under the quilt interlocked with the other's fingers. Ji Ke's body temperature has always been very high, Yan Liang Wrapped in the scorching heat, I feel very at ease.

Just stayed there for a long time in silence, there were footsteps approaching in the corridor, stopped for a while and then left, Yan Liang guessed that Wen Ran was hungry and wanted to urge her to eat, but although this girl likes to play, she is also sensible, thinking After a while, he left again.

Yan Liang didn't make a sound, and only hoped that the tranquility of this moment would last forever.

But heaven fails to fulfill people's wishes, and things in the world are generally like this.

The light in the room gradually dimmed, the long eyelashes blinked, Ji Ke slowly opened his eyes, Yan Liang saw his ignorant face, found it interesting, and raised his hand to stroke the hair on his forehead.

"Liang'er, are you feeling better?"

Ji Ke looked at Yan Liang with eyes full of mist, her dry lips moved: "I..."

Yan Liang felt that something was wrong, so he pressed his lips against the other person's forehead to see if he had a fever, and then put his hand on his wrist veins, and he felt relieved when he saw that his spiritual flow was smooth: "You are amazing, you will recover completely after just a night's sleep. .”

At the end of the day, she kissed the other person's cheek lightly.

"..."

"What's the matter?" Yan Liang was very close to him, each other's breathing was ambiguous and charming.

The mist in the narrow eyes gradually dissipated, gradually became clear, and gradually showed a dark and cold color: "Senior, who do you think I am?"