Dressed as cannon fodder and robbed the protagonist's harem [Transmigration Book]

He rushed all the way back to the academy, and when he entered the courtyard, he found that it was pitch black. Both his room and the boss's room were dark, and there was no sound in the courtyard.

Walking a few steps towards Zhuang Chunzhen's room, he turned back to his own room. Although he was uneasy, he thought that the boss had already rested. He unconsciously wanted to use tomorrow as an excuse to avoid facing Zhuang Chunzhen. This kind of unconscious behavior did not even occur to him himself. I paid close attention.

After washing up, suppressing the uneasiness in her heart, comforting herself to believe that the boss is not the kind of unreasonable person, Fang Wenyi gradually fell asleep.

Breathing gradually became suffocated, as if he would suffocate in the next second, Fang Wenyi suddenly woke up and took a deep breath, only to find that the surroundings were pitch black.

Different from the original darkness in the room, here is pure darkness. He panted and looked around, but there was nothing but darkness around him. He tried to stretch out his hands only to find that his hands and feet were bound and unable to move.

"Is anyone there? Xiao Zhen? Xiao Zhen!"

The voice also seemed to be swallowed by darkness, except for his own panting, he couldn't hear the slightest response.

This is in a dream?

He closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing to calm himself down gradually. Feeling everything around him, he found that his hands and feet were not bound, but he was strangely unable to move.

He held his breath suddenly, and sure enough, he heard another breath, which was not hidden, getting closer and closer to him, and finally stopped behind him, an inexplicable coldness spread from the soles of his feet, followed by fear Come.

Fang Wenyi's breathing stopped, his whole body stiffened with tension, and he concentrated on feeling the movement behind him. His brain moved quickly, thinking who would arrest him. After much deliberation, it seemed that only Qian Hongxiao With this ability, is it really a wrong decision to choose to cooperate with him?

He tentatively asked, "Who is it? What do you want to do?"

No one answered him.

"What do you want to do, why arrest me?"

Still no one spoke, he was a little thankful that at least he seemed to be the only one here, and he was glad that he didn't expose the boss, under such circumstances his brain went awry. What will happen, what will happen if the boss dies, he should be freer.

Thinking of this, the tension on his face dissipated a little. Suddenly, a hand touched his face. Fang Wenyi was startled, but immediately relaxed. He was too familiar with this feeling. His sensitivity became higher, and he let the hand move on his face without the slightest resistance.

"Xiao Zhen is that you?"

No one answered him, but the hand stroked his face more and more gently, and slowly moved to his neck. Fang Wenyi's head was forced to lift up to reveal the whole fragile vitals. The top was still dark, but he had nothing left. Fear, let the hand move back and forth on his neck.

"Where is this? It's so dark, have you tied me up?"

"Xiao Zhen, why don't you speak, are you angry with me?"

Fang Wenyi sighed and closed his eyes: "Is this a dream? Is it a nightmare that I was afraid that you would be angry? Are you blaming me for not coming back today? I didn't mean it. Qian Hongxiao came to the academy. There is no way to refuse his request."

At this time, the other hand also touched it, like a piece of ice.

"Why are your hands so cold again? Where is this place? Can you talk?"

"...stay here...forever."

Fang Wenyi breathed a sigh of relief, and finally spoke. He could tell that this was the voice of the boss, but the voice was very floating, as if he was far away, but he was clearly beside him.

"What forever?"

Just as he was wondering, there was a burst of weight on his body, someone was pressing on him from behind, and something pressed against his head.

"……why me?"

The voice was fluttering and he couldn't hear clearly. He didn't know what the boss was going to ask. Fang Wenyi thought he should be asking why he could guess it was him.

"Because...it's you."

Fang Wenyi only felt that the restraints on his body were suddenly loosened, and his bound hands and feet could move, but the surroundings were still pitch black. He sat on the spot without moving but rubbed his hands without turning his head, and reached out to touch the upper ring. Holding the hands around his neck, he pulled those hands to his chest and held them tightly with his own.

Although he can grasp it, he still can't see it. To be precise, he can't even see his own hands now, so he simply closes his eyes.

"Don't be angry, brother is wrong."

He felt the weight lying on top of his head slowly move down, finally resting on his shoulders, a touch of warmth pressed against his face, touched it gently and then left, and then his face was rubbed rub.

"Brother Qi..."

When Fang Wenyi woke up, he felt a splitting headache. He opened his eyes and saw the big brother standing beside the bed. On the bed, pinch his face and forced a smile.

"I'm so angry! I seem to have a dream. I dreamed that you were very, very angry and shut me up somewhere... It's strange, I can't remember anything..."

"Really? If there is really a place where Brother Qi can be locked up, I would like to try it. Then there will only be the two of us in the future, which is great."

The corners of Fang Wenyi's mouth twitched, and he rubbed his face: "Stinky boy, you still want to play imprisonment at a young age! You know this is breaking the law! Besides, do you hate this place?"

Zhuang Chunzhen looked at him and replied seriously: "Hate, hate this world, hate everyone here."

Fang Wenyi was stunned, it should be said that he was stunned. The boss in this life didn't encounter any bad things except in the dealer, so why would he be so world-weary?

Zhuang Chunzhen laughed suddenly: "I'm just kidding, Brother Qi hasn't said what happened yesterday."

"Oh? Oh, it's Qian Hongxiao. I don't know why I went crazy to come to the academy to be an ordinary student. I'm so crazy!

In the end, he was still in the same class as me, and was still at the same table. Those people who wanted to curry favor with him hung around him and dragged me to accompany him to stroll around the academy. After finishing work at noon, I didn’t know that he was going to treat me again at night.

You know that I still want to use his hands to do some facts, but I can't refuse. I originally wanted to come back and talk to you, but I never found the opportunity... I'm afraid that being overthought by him will cause you trouble. "

"Yeah, after all, I'm just a companion, it's too strange to tell me something."

Fang Wenyi pinched his face: "It's all because of my lack of ability. When we leave Tianqian Academy, we won't need to oppress our cultivation so much. After all, this is Tianqian City and Qianyanghuang's territory."

Zhuang Chunzhen looked at him, even though he couldn't figure out what he knew that he was oppressing his cultivation, he didn't want to delve into it, and he would know what he needed to know one day.

After Fang Wenyi put on his coat, Zhuang Chunzhen handed him something that looked like a small sachet: "What is this?"

"A type of pollen."

"...Why did you suddenly ask me to bring pollen?" Fang Wenyi stared at the boss in horror: "I'm not a woman!"

Zhuang Chun's stern face finally eased: "This pollen is colorless and odorless, but there is a kind of bee that is used to find people, and I like it very much. I just raised one, so I can feel more at ease when Brother Qi goes out in the future."

Fang Wenyi took the sachet to his nose and smelled it, and sure enough, he couldn't smell anything. Zhuang Shuzhen helped him put it on and stuffed it into his clothes, with a low voice as if he was talking to himself: "Brother Qi, don't make me worry all the time. I won't be able to bear it."

"What did you say?"

"Brother Qi, did you hear me wrong? Let's go have breakfast first."

After a period of time, those who had a relationship with Qian Hongxiao kept inviting him to accompany him, but Fang Wenyi refused again and again, completely obsessed with cultivation. I didn't embarrass him anymore, and gradually began to focus on cultivation.

Cultivation is not easy, and the major sects will come to select disciples in the next year. What they want to choose are those who are at least the late eighth level or have already stepped into the ninth level. The breakthrough of each level requires twice the amount of the previous level Cultivation level, and the cultivation base of the ninth level is ten times that of the eighth level!

The first sect and the second sect are the top sects in the Qianyang Continent. Students who meet the requirements naturally want to squeeze into these three sects. Among them, the Enlightenment Sect has the strictest requirements as the first sect of Qianyang. At least, the maximum number of disciples accepted each year is no more than 30, while there are tens of thousands of students in Tianqian Academy.

The Qingyang Sect ranks second, followed by the Suyuan Sect. These two sects will accept hundreds of disciples each time, and the Sanshan Sihai and other sects will take hundreds of disciples away.

If you want to be selected by these sects among tens of thousands of students, you will naturally have to sharpen your head and climb up. The most important thing is that from the second year of Tianqian Academy, all students must go out to practice. From low to high, students can choose by themselves, and they can also go to Tianqian City to accept rewards. Revenge is directly proportional to danger. If one is not careful, his life will be lost. The academy is not responsible for students who die from experience or rewards, and the sect is the same , if one's own strength is not enough, even a student may die at any time.

Fang Wenyi reckoned in his mind that he had to go to the Qingyang Sect, where there was a pair of fateful mandarin ducks waiting for him to save his life. In the original text, both Zhang Sicheng and Lang Chan had broken through to the eighth rank, but because of the increased status of Lang Chan, During Zhang Sicheng's time, his cultivation had increased very rapidly, so the Qingyang sect broke the rules and took both of them back to the sect.

With him as an uncertain factor in this life, it is impossible for Zhang Sicheng's cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds like last time, and with Qian Hongxiao also participating, Qian Hongxiao will definitely enter the Huazong. Then someone from the original staff would be squeezed out, and he could just replace Zhang Sicheng and go to the Qingyang Sect. If there were no problems, he had to ensure that his cultivation level was ahead of Zhang Sicheng's.

Another year's Spring Festival came, and Zhang Sicheng, who hadn't seen him for a long time, rarely found Fang Wenyi. He confessed that he had met in Jingyang Mansion and disappeared. When Fang Wenyi left the college, he met Mr. Wen in front of the college.

In the past few months, Fang Wenyi has devoted himself to practice, and the number of meetings with Mr. Wen has decreased, but he has asked someone to bring things to Fang Wenyi a few times.

Zhuang Chunzhen stood far away and looked at the two people standing in the distance, without blinking his eyes, Qian Hongxiao led people out of the school gate and saw Zhuang Chunzhen standing there, followed his gaze and saw the distance Fang Wenyi, the two talking and laughing in the distance seemed particularly dazzling to him.

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