It turns out that I am the hero [Transmigration Book]

The people who set up the formation were actually outside the formation all the time, and the eyes of the formation that maintained the large formation shifted. The nine-day ambush formation was broken, layers of haze dissipated, the wind became invisible, and those white arrows also drilled back to the ground. It reappeared from the dark sky, and the soft light illuminated the already devastated Yandan Gate.

Only a dozen or so people from other sects survived. Once the ambushes were broken, they rushed to the mountain gate with their swords. Several of them were seriously injured and followed behind with their spirit swords. When the fog cleared, there were countless people outside Yandan gate Hundreds of people came with swords and captured the seriously injured Yandanmen and Langumen.

However, among those who escaped from the formation, none of them went to Yan Zhihe, the culprit. They looked up at the sky, and the eyes of the formation that were pried out by the Zuiying sword, after the miasma faded, suddenly shone with golden light. The shadows of heavy swords flickered, blazing like the scorching sun, and the ball of light collided with the shadows of the swords like a living thing, and the whole sky was as bright as day.

"What it is?"

Some people were surprised, Geng Yan raised his head in the same way, and felt an unspeakable familiarity and longing for that ray of light.

It seems to come from a resonance of the soul.

Just as he was about to catch up and explore, the light suddenly went out. He stared at the strong light for a long time, causing absolute darkness in front of his eyes. He closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, where was there any golden light cluster?

The bright moon is in the sky, and compared with the "scorching sun" just now, its light is obviously not enough to see.

Suddenly, Rong Yu had put his sword into its sheath, the silver scabbard sealed the blood-red blade, and the owner of the sword stood where he was, without moving for a long time.

Geng Yan wanted to ask where the ball of light went, but he glanced at his hand holding the sword. The joints were clearly defined and he was exerting great force. Next, touched his arm worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Rong Yu relaxed slightly and shook his head slightly.

The hundreds of monks who arrived later, all dressed in black and strong clothes, had poured into the Yandan Gate, searched in all directions, and the leader came with a sword, and bowed to Rong Yu, waiting for him to nod before moving on.

"Who are they?"

Rong Yu said: "The Changying Guard in the county town at the foot of the mountain is under the jurisdiction of the royal family, and got the news to investigate the Yandan Gate."

Except for the monks who belonged to the sect, those casual cultivators who did not join the sect or became officials were under the jurisdiction of the royal family like ordinary civilians. The tragedy in Gefeng town was also the responsibility of the local county guard to investigate.

Of course, as the affiliated county of Yandanmen, it is not ruled out that the local sheriff has been oppressed by the sect for many years and seized the opportunity to make trouble!

Look at those black shadows shuttling through the ruins of Yandanmen, how neat and active they are!

Two tigers cannot be tolerated on one mountain, and once the Yandan Gate falls, the people in the county and town below the mountain will be able to belong to the royal family again, which is the consolidation of power.

Qing Han passed by a long eagle guard, and flew over with a person in one hand, it was Su Mo'er and Yang Wei who had been hiding before.

The three fell to the ground, Qing Han said: "My lord, there are no living people inside."

Geng Yan looked at Qing Han and yawned silently.

"..."

"..."

"Do you want to rest?"

Geng Yan said: "Is there any place to rest here?"

Rong Yu said: "Yes."

The Chengyun Pavilion where I lived before had a special location and a solid construction. Except that the entire water pavilion looked like a heavy rain due to the strong wind, the resting room was not affected much.

To the astonishment, Qing Han stayed outside, but Rong Yu followed in.

Before entering the room, Geng Yan turned around and asked, "Are you sleeping too?"

"Don't sleep." Rong Yu gave a negative answer, but stepped into the room before him: "Take the medicine."

"Medicine?"

The man had already stood by the bed, and Geng Yan followed him in a mysterious way, and sat down to watch him fiddle with the storage bracelet.

Rong Yu took out several medicine bottles and a roll of silk cloth, and turned to look at him.

Geng Yan hurriedly said: "No need, there is no need to use medicine for a little injury."

Don't just scratch the skin a little bit, how can it be so delicate.

Rong Yu said: "The miasma will adhere to the wound and will not heal itself."

"..."

The wound was indeed still painful, Geng Yan glanced sideways, there was a small opening in the red silk cloth on the shoulder, the dried blood had turned black, mixed with the newly oozing blood, sticking to the flesh.

Rong Yu suddenly reached out and tore the fabric off his shoulders.

The wound was exposed, a bloody gash that usually healed in a short time, but now it was still stubbornly attached to his shoulder, and a hand circulated spiritual power to cover it, dispelling the white miasma attached to the wound. Geng Yan lowered his head, and he could clearly see the tiny fluff around the hairline on his forehead.

He swallowed involuntarily.

Rong Yu seemed to have sensed something, raised his head and said, "Does it hurt?"

"No." Geng Yan shook his head quickly, his body stiffened a little.

The fingers dipped in the ointment lightly smeared the wound, as if a feather was scratching the tip of his heart. He wanted to say that he came by himself, but the words couldn't come out of his mouth.

A small injury less than an inch, and it didn't stop after applying medicine for a long time.

Geng Yan gradually felt something was wrong, and asked with a stiff body, "Miss Su...won't you go and see?"

"What are you looking at?" Rong Yu looked up with doubts on his face.

"..." Geng Yan was startled, blinked his eyes and said: "Just... isn't she a disciple of your sect? You see, she... She must have been frightened a lot. As a master uncle, you should go have a look……"

"She's fine."

Rong Yu lowered his head again, suddenly increased strength in his hand, Geng Yan gasped in pain, subconsciously withdrew his hand.

"……Feel sorry."

Geng Yan: "...it's okay."

He stretched out his hand again and asked someone to wrap it in silk cloth.

Seeing Rong Yu's slightly frowning brows, he also knew that Su More'er was fine, and that the resolute and resolute heroine who was destined to experience great storms would definitely be fine.

But brother, your attitude is not quite right!

Geng Yan showed confusion, "You...this...will be misunderstood."

Rong Yu asked, "What's the misunderstanding?"

I misunderstood you for empathizing!

It doesn't seem right, if he hasn't fallen in love with the heroine, there is no empathy!

That would be even more terrifying!

He has to worry all day long that this person has a crush on him?

Realizing what he was thinking, Geng Yan was startled, and quickly poohed.

Rong Yu wrapped him in silk cloth and raised his head, his warm breath sprayed on his face.

"..."

"Ah, I'm not pooh you... not... mine..."

He explained in a panic, Rong Yu couldn't hold back for a moment, burst out laughing, then quickly clenched his fist to his lips, and coughed softly.

Geng Yan: "..."

"All right."

He bandaged the wound and got up, and put the medicine bottles into the storage bracelet.

From the beginning to the end, his expression was calm, Geng Yan pursed his lips, maybe this person didn't mean that at all, didn't he just take the medicine, he seemed to be thinking too much.

He couldn't help but care about it again, he was silent for a while and asked: "Do you know Kao Panshan?"

Rong Yu paused: "Why do you ask this?"

Geng Yan was taken aback for a moment, then waved his hand again and said, "It's nothing, I'll just ask."

He smiled and looked down at the wound on his shoulder.

Can't ask.

The battle of Kaopan Mountain a hundred years ago, although it had nothing to do with him, nor was it intentional by the original owner, the birth of this body did bring disasters to the major sects, and many seniors of the Tianzhi Sect must have fallen on Kaopan Mountain , Rong Yu grew up in the Tianzhi Sect, and even ordinary disciples like Yuan Xin hated the Demon Realm. As a direct disciple, what good impression would Rong Yu have on the Demon Realm?

When he realized that his identity was suspected, he still thought, if it is exposed, it will be exposed, at worst, he will go back to the magic palace to hang out. !

But now, he was a little timid.

He can see the difference between Rongyu and him, but if he knows his true identity, will he immediately turn against him?

Thinking about it, I began to feel bored, and unconsciously picked a corner of the wrapped silk cloth with my fingers, until I tore another piece of the wrapped silk cloth.

"Stop it." Rong Yu stretched out his hand to stop it.

Geng Yan said: "Your knot is really ugly."

"..."

Rong Yu pursed her lips: "I've never done this before."

Geng Yan: "..."

Unable to tell what it was like, he wrapped the torn silk cloth back with one hand, raised his head and asked, "Aren't you going?"

Rong Yu didn't answer, although the man didn't say anything, but the emotional change was obvious, he was worried about leaving, but was asked clearly, it seemed inappropriate for him to stay any longer.

Seeing him hesitating, Geng Yan suddenly smiled and said, "How can I change my clothes if you don't leave?"

Rong Yu froze: "Change clothes?"

"Yeah, you tore my clothes, I can't sleep like this? If someone comes in, how bad is it?"

Although Qinghan was guarding outside, no one could come in.

Rong Yu couldn't think of this level.

At the beginning, it was just to apply the medicine, and there was absolutely no intention of giving birth to it. When he said this, his eyes fell on his round and fair shoulders. At that time, he didn't care about controlling his strength, and his clothes were inevitably torn apart. After tossing, the ribbons that tied his hair were nowhere to be seen. His long hair was hanging down, and a strand of it hung on his shoulders. When he looked up, his sleepy eyes were full of mist, and the water in them was shining, which was too beautiful.

His face was slightly hot, and he quickly looked away.

"Sorry, I'll go out first."

"Wait!" Geng Yan looked at his face covered with red clouds, saw that he was turning to leave, and hurriedly grabbed his hand: "Do you treat others like this?"

Rong Yu was puzzled: "What?"

Geng Yan poked his finger on the face: "Blushing."

Same as tomatoes.

The color on Rong Yu's face became darker, but his expression was still unshakable and indifferent: "No."

With these two simple words, Geng Yan felt at ease again. After admiring the man's flushed embarrassment for a while, he mercifully let him go.

Outside the room, Rong Yu leaned against the door panel, listening to the rustling sound in the room, after the person lay down, there was a sound of even breathing soon, he clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, and Blood seeped out of the scabbard and wrapped around his wrist, and it took a long time before he calmed down.

Glancing inside the room through the wooden window, he turned and went out.

Outside the water pavilion, in a gazebo surrounded by clear springs and waterfalls, the young man was sitting alone. When he sensed someone coming out, he grabbed his hand on the table when he turned his head. He didn't know what was hidden behind him. alert.

Rong Yu had no choice but to stand outside the waterside pavilion and nodded at him, then went straight around the Jiuqu corridor and left Chengyun Pavilion.

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