The beautiful god of war just wants to raise a dog [Quick Transmigration]

"Master, are you sure?" Yan Ling took out a pill from her cuff, hesitating whether to pass it to Song Shu, "Would it be too cruel to treat Hero Jiang like this..."

It's fine to just leave him and run away without saying a word, and poison him, and it's a poison that makes people blind and dull the five senses for a long time.

She knew that there was a reason for Song Shu's incident, but it would be too scary for anyone to wake up and find himself in the dark, which was even worse than breaking his leg directly. She couldn't imagine how broken the other party would be then.

"Otherwise, what should I do? Other methods may not be able to restrain him." Song Shu looked calm, took the pill from her hand, and slowly sat on the side of the bed.

He didn't often see Jiang Yan's sleeping face. He was sleepy during this time, and the other party had to get up early every day to practice swords, cook for him, and coax him to sleep first at night.Jiang Daxia may not have been hurt before, and he doesn't know how to hurt people in his bones. He only acts according to instinct, and he doesn't speak. Sometimes he is misunderstood and doesn't explain it very well.But it was indeed doing his best to treat him well, so Song Shu stayed by his side after detoxification, and then stayed longer and longer.

But he decided to leave anyway.

Jiang Yan did have a good appearance, with high brows and deep eyes, a straight nose bridge like a mountain, a particularly clear and sharp jaw line, and a profile face that was chiseled out with a knife and an axe. He was very aggressively handsome.

Touching the man's beautiful and thin lips with his fingertips, Song Shu put the pill into the other's mouth, then took a sip of tea, leaned over and let him swallow it.

The two are handsome and the other is beautiful, with four lips softly pressed together, a little crystal water stain winding down the corners of the lips, which was gently wiped away by the beauty's white powdered fingertips... From the perspective of others, I just feel that this scene is ambiguous and warm, how can I know that this is feeding poison.

Yan Ling sighed, feeling a pity.

Song Shu didn't miss it too much, and asked her to put the tea cup back to its original position, clean up the things that were easy to knock over by the bed, then lifted the quilt, and put the sword in Jiang Yan's hand.

Before he left, he thought about it, but still left Chi Xiao in the house and didn't take it away.

Song Shu thought about staying with Jiang Tran all the time, and when he became the leader of the martial arts alliance, he could benefit from each other.But I didn't want to meet Chongyunmen that day.

Jiang Yan never revealed anything to him, but Song Shu knew that the other party felt guilty. He had said a long time ago that Pei Yuanshan was as close to him as his biological father, and Chongyunmen was his always home.Jiang Transcript is a bright and stalwart person, and now he hurts his master and betrays his sect for himself, which is not in line with the principles he has always adhered to.

Moreover, after the incident passed, there was no news from Chongyunmen. If Pei Yuanshan decided to break with Jiang Yan, he should have publicized that he was involved with the Demon Cult, and keeping silent was clearly giving Jiang Yan a way out. His mentor is still looking forward to this apprentice knowing his way back and returning to the right path.

Jiang Yan may not care, but Song Shu will always think of the majestic hero who saved people from the fire and water, and the terrified eyes of those people when he stood in front of him.

He felt it wasn't worth it, so he decided to regret it for Jiang Yan.

The reason for the heavy poisoning was that firstly, he didn't want the other party to find him, and secondly, he wanted to do some moves at the upcoming martial arts conference, and Jiang Yan couldn't show up.

……

"Master." Song Shu was leaning on the couch to read a book when Shang Yue suddenly brought him a bowl of dark things.

"...What is this?" He asked warily.

"Anshen Soup." Shang Yue sat beside him and smiled softly, "Come, my subordinates will feed you."

Song Shu stretched his arms and tried to shrink into the bed, "You are lying, this is an anti-fetal drug, I will not drink this unlucky thing."

"..."

Shang Yue stabilized the soup with one hand, and pulled the person over and surrounded him with the other, "Master, my subordinates will buy you delicious food after you drink it, and you can eat enough snacks, okay?"

Song Shu still shook his head, "Don't drink, don't drink, don't drink anything."

"What if the baby bothers you if you don't drink it?" A jade flute opened the heavy curtain, and a man dressed in black came in, with a smile on his mouth, "Don't worry about drinking, the special prescription I made for you is not bitter. "

Song Shu got angry when he saw Yin Fuhan, and threw the book in his hand, "Shut up."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's true that pregnant people can't be messed with. Ice beauties like the leader of Song have turned into a bucket of blood. Isn't ordinary people going to make trouble?" Yin Fuhan put the book he threw aside, and then lay on the bed He sat down and said, "Baby, just take a couple of sips, otherwise I will suffer so badly that I will die of heartache."

"You don't need to be distressed." Song Shu still didn't want to talk to him, so he slipped into Shang Yue's arms.Yan Ling dressed him thickly, and now half of his face was buried in the collar trimmed with white velvet, only a pair of black peach blossom eyes were left to stare at Yin Fuhan outside, he looked like a white fox with fried fur. Anyone looking at it wants to rub two hands.

So Shang Yue kissed the top of his hair, his voice was full of indulgence, "Master... the subordinates will also feel distressed."

"..." Song Shu lowered his eyes and pursed his lips. It took him a long time to compromise, and he slowly moved his chin out of his collar.Shang Yue immediately blew a spoonful of medicine in this posture, handed it to his lips, and fed it carefully.

...It's cool and sweet, it's really like calming soup, and it's quite delicious.

He glanced at Yin Fuhan quickly, took the bowl without making a sound, and drank it in small sips.

Yin Fuhan smirked slightly, and scolded him for being coquettish.

But when I think about it, I think it's cute. Besides, isn't he just out of habit? That idiot Shang Yue doesn't know, let's just forget about it. He clearly knows that Song Shu is not really pregnant, so why don't he hold him like an ancestor?

Yes, Song Shu had a good idea, Yin Fuhan was the most malicious person, he guessed what was going on as soon as he got a pulse that day, and he was sure that Song Shu was just a fake pregnancy, but he didn't say anything.

The truth is that Song Jiaozhu, who thought he was pregnant, was delicate and soft, and he was more accepting of being taken care of than usual, and he was reluctant to expose it.Secondly, this fake pregnancy also needs to be cautious, he is afraid that Song Shu will not take it seriously if he tells the truth, and it will easily fall into danger.

"Protector Shang still has a way." Yin Fu read a sentence shabbyly, and sat closer to Song Shu, "I said baby, you have beaten me so much that I am bleeding internally and I am still angry? How about I kneel down for you?" Plead guilty, don't be angry, okay?"

"If your Excellency doesn't show up, the leader won't be angry." Before Song Shu could say anything, Shang Yue answered for him first. After feeding the medicine, he was going to touch the candied fruit in the small box next to the bed for Song Shu to eat.

"Try this." Yin Fuhan took out a paper bag first, twisted a piece and handed it to his mouth, like offering a treasure, "Is it delicious?"

Song Shu just chewed and ignored him.

Then the next moment, something soft was attached to his mouth, and Yin Fuhan leaned over to kiss him, and the tip of his tongue directly licked his mouth, with endless aftertaste, "Tsk, it's so sweet."

"..."

Shang Yue carefully placed Song Shu on the bedside, and then he drew his sword and started having sex with Yin Fuhan. The two fought from inside to outside, from the yard to the roof, until Song Shu ate all of Yin Fuhan's bag of sugar cakes Come back when you're done.

"Show me how big the child has grown." Yin Fuhan lay down on the side of the bed before Shang Yue did, with his head pressed against his lower abdomen.

"Go away." Song Shu pushed his head, "I won't show you."

"That's not okay, there's no reason why a child shouldn't show it to dad." Yin Fuhan grabbed his wrist, shamelessly got into his clothes, and kissed his belly.

"Who do you say is his father?" Shang Yue stood behind Yin Fuhan with his sword in his hand, his face covered with ice.

"Why, I'm not you, am I?"

"The leader's child is naturally mine."

"Bah, can you show some face." Yin Fuhan said contemptuously, "You are just his dog, and you still want to be the father of the child, there is no way."

Although these words were exaggerated, but the truth did not stimulate Shang Yue, he came over and hugged Song Shu again, covering his lower abdomen with his warm and generous palm from behind, and touched it for a long time, "Master, is it moving?"

"Move it, move it when you're too young?" Yin Fuhan waved his hand away impatiently, straightened Song Shu's clothes before sitting up: "The martial arts conference will start in a few days, do you miss me?" People show up, or do you want to come with me?"

When it came to the business, Song Shu straightened his expression, "Have you made all the arrangements?"

"Nothing is lost."

"Then you can come forward, I will let Shang Yue go forward to cut off the rear." Song Shu said, "I will meet you nearby."

"Yes." Yin Fuhan nodded, and glanced at his lower abdomen again, "You are physically inconvenient now, and it is very dangerous to stimulate your internal energy, so don't do it unless it is absolutely necessary, remember?"

"……Um."

……

On the tenth day of November, it was cold and windy outside, and snowflakes were fluttering, but a high platform for martial arts competition had already been set up in the vast front yard of Guiyan Mountain Villa.

"Master Pei, why didn't Hero Jiang come here today? I'm still waiting to see him show off his skills and win the throne of the leader of the martial arts!" The head of the Qingshan Sword Sect found Pei Yuanshan and asked an unpleasant question Question, "I heard that Jiang Daxia had some quarrels with the noble sect, is there such a thing?"

Pei Yuanshan's expression was cold, and the disciples behind him were even more unhappy when he heard the words, "I don't know what the matter of us rushing to the Cloud Gate has to do with Master Gao?"

"Hey, I can't say that. Even though Hero Jiang is the one who belonged to your Chongyunmen, his reputation in the world is not inferior to that of your head Pei, right? I don't care about you, but I should always care about Jiang Daxia. "The head of the Qingshan faction smiled and stroked his beard, meaningfully, "But... if Jiang Daxia really leaves, I don't know what the head of the sect Pei thinks, this time the position of martial arts leader can still belong to your Chongyun sect?"

Pei Yuanshan stared at him coldly, allowing him to be eccentric, and then snorted coldly after a long while, "Let's wait and see, Master Gao, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you!"

"Then wait and see!"

Three gongs sounded, and the huge venue returned to silence in a moment.The current leader of the martial arts alliance, Lu Pengfei, slowly stepped up to the high platform, holding a black sword with a sheath in his hand. Everyone immediately realized that this was the legendary "Luofeng Ghost Sword", and their eyes showed longing.

The martial arts conference officially started.

Lu Pengfei glanced around, and said solemnly: "Heroes, Mr. Lu has been honored to be the leader of the martial arts all these years, leading all heroes to protect the martial arts in the Central Plains and uphold the justice of the martial arts. Lu believes that he is self-restraining, doing his best, and dealing with things fairly. , but now that all the heroes in the world are competing to rise up, it's time for me, an old bone, to abdicate and give way to the virtuous!"

There was a burst of compliments and compliments from the audience, which fully expressed his respect for the leader of the martial arts alliance. Lu Pengfei paused for a moment, and then continued, "Now we are taking advantage of this martial arts conference, all masters are invited to show their skills. Compete and compete. Whoever can defeat the heroes in the end can ascend to the throne of the leader!"

He raised his hands, and the blade came out of its sheath with a cold light. At a glance, he knew that it was a peerless sword, which caused everyone to exclaim, "At the same time, Lu will also present the Luofeng Ghost Sword as a token of the leader of the martial arts. Hope everyone Take it seriously and contribute to my Central Plains martial arts!"

"it is good!"

"Lord Lu, relax!"

There was a lot of response from the audience, so Lu Pengfei continued: "Then, this martial arts competition officially begins—"

"Master Lu takes this saber as a token, but do you know where this saber came from and who is the original owner?" However, before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a strange voice.The voice was contemptuous and sarcasm, it was propelled by internal force, and it surrounded the huge field, and it was hard to tell where it came from.

All sects and sects became vigilant in an instant and ordered their disciples to guard their surroundings, and soon saw a black figure stepping onto the high platform like a ghost, fighting with that Lu Pengfei. Beware, the treasured sword in your hand was easily snatched away by that man!

The man took a few steps back holding the treasured sword, and everyone saw his face clearly at this moment, it was an extremely handsome face, but the long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, showing evil spirit and arrogance.

"Why don't you let Yin tell everyone." Yin Fuhan straightened his arms and showed the treasured sword in his hand to everyone, "The Luofeng Ghost Sword that you have dreamed of was forged by the previous leader of Lanyue Sect. It is his original saber!"

There was an uproar at the bottom, and the young disciples, who had never heard of it, turned to their own masters for a response, while Pei Yuanshan and others remained calm, their faces sinking like water.

"That's right, this knife is the belonging of Song Yuan, the leader of the Demon Cult that you shouted to kill. Someone picked up Song Yuan in the battle before his death, and it became the peerless sword in your mouth." Yin Fuhan shifted his gaze to Chong Yunmen under the stage, "As for the martial arts Chasing Moon Yin he practiced, which sect master took it and hid it on his beloved disciple?"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but Pei Yuanshan just sneered, and then raised his voice, "People are divided into good and evil, so why are weapons innocent? The Luofeng Ghost Sword is not fake for that monster, and it is also a martial arts treasure. Now Song Yuan is dead , the Demon Cult has collapsed, so why not snatch his saber?!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone increased their confidence and immediately echoed.

right!In the event of victory and defeat, the general's red rabbit horse will still be occupied by the enemy, let alone a precious sword?Being able to get this knife, wouldn't it mean that they defeated the Demon Cult in the Central Plains Wulin? !

Shameless!Yin Fuhan gritted his teeth.

It is really shameless to look down on the Devil's Cult but treat people's martial arts cheats and sabers as treasures, and even turn black and white in public!

He smiled coldly, "Since the head of Pei said so, it is reasonable for me to take back this knife for Song Yuan's descendants. I hope you will not stop me."

"You are dreaming!"

Seeing that Yin Fuhan was about to leave, people from all sects started clamoring, and there was the sound of weapons being pulled out everywhere. The sunlight reflected cold light from the surface of the weapons, swimming around on the man, but he was not afraid at all, and the corners of his mouth tugged at him. There was a smile.

Lu Pengfei glared at the uninvited guest with a dark face, but he never made a move, because the surging blood in his chest clearly told him that this person was not only powerful, he might have poisoned them!

Sure enough, all those who wanted to attack with their swords vomited blood and fell to the ground within three steps. They were dizzy and unable to struggle for a while.

"You shameless person!"

Pei Yuanshan hurriedly ordered his disciples to hold their breath and concentrate, suppressing the surge of anger in his heart. As a result, the more he practiced, the sweeter his throat became. With a sound of "Wow!", he spat blood heavily on the ground and almost passed out.

"Master Pei, don't struggle. The more powerful the martial arts, the deeper the poisoning will be. If you wait obediently, you will be safe in less than ten and a half months." Yin Fuhan smiled faintly, looking around, "As for this knife, I I took it away, thank you all for letting me go."

"Don't think about it."

However, at this moment, a calm male voice suddenly sounded. Before everyone saw it clearly, they only felt a white shadow flash past. Someone held a sword and fought with the thief. He said, "Brother!"

"Hero Jiang?!"

"Hero Jiang is here! There is salvation, there is salvation!"

Jiang Yan!Yin Fuhan's eyes turned cold, he never thought that he would appear suddenly, he looked at his face intently, his eyes were dark but lifeless, this person dared to come forward to rescue these people before the poison was cured!

Yin Fuhan pulled out his treasured sword to block his attack, and took advantage of the moment he recognized his position, he flew out of the window and escaped quickly.

However, Jiang Yan only paused for a moment, and then chased out in that direction accurately!

Hold!Is this man blind or not?Yin Fuhan, who was pushed closely behind by Jiang Yan, gritted his teeth, suffering unspeakably, the poison Song Shu gave him would not be cured today!

In fact, Jiang Yan was blind, his eyes were dark, as if he was blindfolded by a black cloth, he could only see subtle changes of light and shadow, and he couldn't hear clearly, and everyone's conversations seemed to be wrapped in gusts of wind.He was only chasing after years of deep internal strength and beast-like intuition. If Yin Fuhan stopped and held his breath, he might not be able to keep up.

Jiang Yan has been living like this for a while, but the pain in his heart is not worth mentioning if he can't hear or see clearly. His darkness doesn't come from his eyes, but from someone's cruelty.

He felt like an abandoned dog, with his eyes gouged out and his heart gouged out.

In the end...how much did he hate himself that he would cut off his thoughts so cleanly before he left?

And how humble is he, just now he smells a little smell and chases after him, regardless of how embarrassing he looks.

Yin Fuhan was about to be overtaken, and he gritted his teeth hard, and he simply gave up running away, and directly fought Jiang Zhuan with the Luofeng Ghost Knife in his hand.He thought this man was crazy, he didn't dodge his knife at all, he let the knife scratch his body, blood flowed, he just kept attacking, then asked him hoarsely: "...where is he?"

Yin Fuhan didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

Jiuyou slammed down with the power of thunder with a cold light, Jiang Yan's eyes were scarlet, "I ask you where he is!"

The Luofeng Ghost Saber collided with Jiuyou, the blade trembled violently, Yin Fuhan's knees trembled immediately, and a fishy sweetness appeared in his chest.

He knew Jiang Jiqiang was strong, but he really didn't expect this person to be so strong!The desire to win and lose in his heart was aroused, and Yin Fuhan was about to fight again, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures flying towards him, but Jiang Yan didn't even look at him, and continued to slash at him with his sword.

Yin Fuhan wanted to call Song Shu away, but the smell of blood came out of his mouth. He tried his best to catch another blow, and Song Shu had already arrived in front of him, raising his hand to help him attack the unstoppable Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan couldn't see or hear clearly, he just felt that there was another palm blowing towards him, so he made a backhand palm.

But at the moment of the shot, a familiar aroma suddenly came from his nose, which came from his only remaining and intact sense of smell.

White plum is cold and fragrant.

It was too late to take back the offensive, the two of them collided with each other, their true energy flew up, and a fierce internal force slammed into Song Shu's body heavily.

At this time, his skill was already halved, and Jiang Yan went crazy again. He couldn't support this move at all, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood. The pain in his lower abdomen was unbearable, and his thin body was crumbling.

Yin Fuhan hurriedly hugged him into his arms, ignoring the man's sword slashing at his shoulder, "...Yun Zhen? Yun Zhen?"

Yan Ling, who was not far away, was even more panicked when he saw this scene. He ran over and pushed the stunned man away, with a hoarse voice, "Jiang Yan! You are crazy!"

At this moment, Jiang Ji's qi and blood flowed backwards, his internal force was rampant in his body, and most of the toxins in his meridians were instantly eliminated.

He vaguely saw the figure in the snow in front of him, thin, bright red, and pale.He heard Yan Ling's intermittent voice again, almost choked up:

"You actually attacked the leader..."

"Do you know...he is pregnant with your child..."

Jiang Yan was in a daze, thinking that he was hallucinating in his ears.