Quick Transmigration Xiaogong is not a dog

"Yang An."

"Huh? Eyes are hurting again? Let me see."

"No, I just wanted to call you out of nowhere."

"...It's sunny outside, do you want to go out?"

"……it is good."

The man in white turned his head, and Liu Changning saw that his eyes were wrapped with layers of bandages, his long hair was hanging down the back of the chair, and a green leaf slowly fell from the treetop and landed on his bun.

"I'm back." The corner of the man's stern mouth curved slightly, and it was a smile.Everything is like the past, the time at the bottom of Shuchuan valley.

Liu Changning's throat was blocked, his eyes were dry and sore, he blinked, and said hoarsely: "You..." But he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

He wanted to ask, are you a human or a ghost, did you come to seek my life?But when he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that none of this was important.

The man in white stood up from the rattan chair, and the leaves fell to the ground along his long hair.Even though he couldn't see him, he never hesitated in his footsteps. He went straight to Liu Changning and said, "You came back late today."

Liu Changning stared blankly at that familiar face, and murmured, "Is it too late?"

The man in white nodded: "In the past, I only needed to recite the exercises a hundred times."

Liu Changning felt a sharp pain in his heart: "This time, how many times have you read it?"

The man in white said, "[-] times."

"It's been, it's been so long..."

"130 six days and four hours."

He and him have not seen each other for four months and fourteen days.

Liu Changning raised his hand, wanting to touch the person in front of him, but the person turned sideways and avoided him.He thought, he blamed him after all.That's fine, it's fine if he blames him.

"You can kill Luo Junji, right?" Liu Changning slowly withdrew his right hand, "You also did what Li Zhiping did? Ouyang Yu probably died outside, right? And this map," he said from his clothes He took out the map from his sleeve, "Did you deliberately leave it next to Luo Junji's body?"

Yan Yan took a step back and looked directly at him: "It's me." Feng Yinya's body still had a longing for Liu Changning, and he wasn't sure if the remaining consciousness in his body would drive him to move forward if he didn't stay away from Liu Changning. The person in front of me took him into his arms.

But in a few months, Liu Changning lost a lot of weight, and could be blown away by the wind.On the slender wrist, the blood vessels are clearly visible.There are light blue eye circles under his eyes, his expression is gloomy, and his lips are so white that there is almost no blood.

Liu Changning looked away, as if he wanted to smile, but for some reason, the smile seemed to hang on his face: "So, this is a trap you set to lure me and Ouyang Yu?"

Yan Yan looked at Liu Changning: "You should have seen this is a trap from the very beginning." Liu Changning said: "Whether it's a trap or not, I always have to come. Just like you have to avenge the people of the Heavenly Hell Sect."

"We don't have a second choice."

"Why?" Why did Feng Yinya trust you like that, but you want his life.

Yan Yan finally asked, he could see that Liu Changning was not ruthless towards Feng Yinya, how could the two of them end up like this?

Liu Changning's eyes were blank, and he said slowly: "Feng Yinya, back then you singled out Wudang, Kongtong, Qingcheng, Yujian Villa and many other sects with your own body, and you never failed. How arbitrarily? Pass……"

"Have you ever thought about what would happen to those famous martial arts figures who were defeated by you? You were so proud at that time, how could you think of such a thing?"

"My father was once defeated by you. One month after you left Yujian Villa, my father fell ill because of depression."

"So when you entered Shuchuan..."

"There is a medicinal herb in the valley of Shuchuan, and my father's illness requires this medicinal herb."

"You left suddenly because of your father's illness?"

"Yes, at that time there was a letter from my family saying that my father was dying."

Yan Yan said silently, "Perhaps you shouldn't have saved me back then."

Liu Changning didn't look at him, he quietly looked at the marigolds under the thatched hut: "Maybe, at that time, if I could bring it back for half a month, my father... when I stepped into Yujian Villa, my father I only have time to say my last sentence."

There was originally a possibility of reconciliation between them.It's just that at that time, Feng Yinya was greedy for the time at the bottom of Shuchuan Valley, secretly poured out the medicine juice, and delayed the time for detoxification, so everything was irreversible.

"At that time, you said that blood should be paid with blood, is that so?"

"Yes, 'You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you.' The hatred of killing my father is irreconcilable. Since then, I have no other choice."

Liu Changning pulled out his saber from his waist, the sharp blade gleamed coldly in the light.The way he drooped his eyelashes was the expression that belonged exclusively to Yang An at the bottom of Shuchuan valley.

Yan Yan was suffocated for a while, and he heard Liu Changning say: "People in the Jianghu have always been strange, but the owner of Yujian Villa doesn't use a sword. The style is elegant," he said word by word, "Do you know why? "

Yan Yan shook his head.

Liu Changning started to laugh, but his laughter sounded more uncomfortable than crying: "Because the Liu family is not the real descendant of Yujian Villa at all. Our Liu family is from Dongying."

Overseas there is an island named Fusang. The people on the island are good at swordsmanship, the blade is straight and the tip is curved, and they like marigolds.

Liu Changning's knife is named 'Shuang'.At the time of frost, the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.

Liu Changning looked at the oddly shaped knife in his hand, and his eyes were full of depression: "After I lived as a Han Chinese for more than 20 years, my father suddenly told me before he died that I was actually from Dongying. I rescued him." Those Han Chinese raised their butcher knives and wiped out the Fusang clan more than 50 years ago."

More than 50 years ago, the former dynasty fell. In order to stabilize the rule of the coastal area, the current emperor ordered the navy to go to sea and destroy half of Fusang city.Since then, Fusang has bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister, serving as a subsidiary state of the imperial court.

At that time, the patriarch of the Liu clan was the general who defended the city of Fusang.

Yan Yan sighed in his heart. After thinking for a while, he understood Liu Changning's meaning: "You went to the Heavenly Prison Sect for the rumored Holy Land of the Heavenly Prison Sect?"

Liu Changning did not answer him directly: "The emperor sent spies to sneak into the Central Plains, hoping to find the treasures left by the previous dynasty, as well as the maps of the military fortresses, and the blueprints for ship construction. Our Liu family was sent here. Dongying people."

"There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that the first generation leader of the Heavenly Prison Sect is actually a survivor of the former dynasty. The reason why he founded the Heavenly Prison Sect on the dangerous peak outside the Great Wall is to resist the imperial army."

"After my father died, the task of searching for the treasures of the previous dynasty fell on me. Feng Yinya, I have no way out."

After knowing the so-called truth, Yan Yan didn't know what to say. His family and country hated him, and Liu Changning did have reasons to hate Feng Yinya, but...

Yan Yan sighed: "Actually, the so-called Holy Land is just the cemetery of the previous leaders of the Heavenly Hell Sect."

He looked at Liu Changning's unbelievable expression, and continued: "Those properties were spent when the first generation of leader built the Heavenly Hell Sect. Back then, the Heavenly Hell Sect recruited so many thieves and had to support them. These people have no source of expenditure. By this generation, the treasures have long been spent. As for those military fortresses and ship manufacturing blueprints, "

Yan Yan spread his hands, and said: "If the first generation leader could really bring those people out of the Great Inner Palace, do you think the new emperor at that time would allow him to roam free outside the Great Wall?"

Then let alone the dangerous peaks outside the Great Wall, even if they were hiding in hell and Huangquan, it is estimated that the imperial court at that time would order to dig three feet into the ground and behead all the survivors on the spot.

Liu Changning stared blankly at Yan Yan, his face suddenly paled.After a while, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out from the chest: "It turned out to be like this! It turned out to be like this!"

Yan Yan suddenly couldn't bear it, stepped forward and said: "You..."

Liu Changning turned back and plunged the knife into the ground, raised his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his lips, and suddenly asked, "Feng Yinya, why did you let me go that day?"

Feng Yinya is known as a century-old martial arts genius in the martial arts world, even though Liu Changning's swordsmanship is unique and different from ordinary martial arts people, Feng Yinya will not be defeated by him.

Yan Yan looked at him with a complicated expression: "Do you really want to know?"

Liu Changning closed his eyes fiercely, and then opened them: the luminous pearl on the stone wall gave off a faint light, even if the cave was as bright as day, the scene inside was like the bottom of the Shuchuan Valley, but it was still a fake.The light here has no temperature.

He nodded slowly.

Yan Yan put his hands behind his back, and according to Feng Yinya's memory, while sorting out his thoughts, he said: "The past generations of Heavenly Hell Sect masters have extraordinary martial arts skills, not only because their martial arts talent is higher than ordinary people, but also because of the skills we practice. "

"Wangqingya was not called Wangqingya before, it was called Muxueya. Its name was changed by the first generation leader, because the leader of the Heavenly Hell Sect needed to practice Wangqing Jue since childhood."

"Forgetting love in the sky, those who practice the formula of forgetting love, should not be easily emotional. Falling in love with you is to fall in love with you. After parting with you that day, Feng Yinya went to retreat in Islam, hoping to break through the restrictions of the formula of love in one fell swoop. That's why at that time, when you led someone into the Heavenly Hell Sect and confronted you, it would appear so weak."

It's all because you are a person of Fengyinya and emotion, and your existence is the shackles of his exercises.This is what Yan Yan did not say.

Liu Changning staggered and fell to the ground, his eyes were lowered, his expression confused, the faint light cast an obscure shadow on his face: "Feng Yinya, do you hate me very much, hate me for betraying you, hate me for killing you?" you."

Just as Yan Yan was about to speak, his expression changed, and he took a few steps forward to pull Liu Changning up from the ground: "Follow me."

I don't know when, there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air.It was only because the two were emotionally excited that they didn't notice.

Liu Changning's expression changed suddenly: "Poison gas!"

The two walked along the long narrow path for about half a cup of tea, but were blocked by a stone wall.Yan Yan groped on the stone wall with both hands for a while, and made a few 'clicks, clicks', as if the sound of the mechanism starting, and a small hole appeared on the stone wall in front of him, which could only allow one person to pass through.

"You go first." Yan Yan pushed Liu Changning into the small hole.

Liu Changning turned his head and looked at him firmly: "What about you?"

Yan Yan touched his cheek: "What's the matter, go out and talk about it, I will follow behind you."

Liu Changning felt relieved, and slowly climbed up the small hole using both hands and feet. "Click!" His hand suddenly touched a small bump, and the mechanism behind him was activated suddenly, and the hole closed again.

"Feng Yinya has never violated his martial arts all his life." Yan Yan's last words came from the gap.

At the other end of the cave, Liu Changning reached out his hand in vain, trying to prevent the opening of the cave from merging, but he could only watch the cave close.His dry eyes were finally wet with tears after hearing those words.It turned out that in his life, he had never broken love.

Yan Yan sat down against the wall in a relaxed manner, with one leg stretched out and the other slightly curled up, finally it was almost over.

The three hall masters, Jin Mushui, had previously agreed with Yan Yan that Yan Yan would lure Liu Changning away, and the rest would go and kill members of the Wulin League.

Then the three of them lit the 'broken heart incense' given by Tang Meng outside the cave.As long as Yan Yan leaves Liu Changning alone in the cave and escapes from the only exit in the cave, everything will be over.

It's just that Yan Yan knew from Feng Yinya's memory that only one person could pass through that exit.Lock the buttons of all the organs in the cave, just at the exit.The first generation leader who designed this cave was to use it to stop the army.

Yan Yan stretched greatly, and thought: I can finally go home.He closed his eyes, peacefully waiting for death to come.

"Deng Deng!" Just as Yan Yan was about to fall asleep, the sound of heavy footsteps came from the corridor.

Yan Yan turned around in surprise: Is it possible that the members of the Wulin League have not died yet?

"Who?" The person who came came out cautiously, and it was a somewhat familiar male voice.

Yan Yan thought for a moment, and couldn't help exclaiming: "Bai Qi, why are you here?"

Bai Qi groped in doubt and took two steps forward: "Feng...Feng Yinya?"

Yan Yan nodded: "It's me." He looked at the man in front of him frantically: "Who told you to run in?"

Bai Qi was silent for a moment, and said: "No one asked me to come, I knocked out the people at the entrance of the cave, and walked in by myself."

Yan Yan almost spat out blood: Can you let him enjoy the 'last' peaceful time?Taking a deep breath, he stood up and said, "Leave now before the cave is sealed." Who knows, when he got angry, he accelerated the blood circulation in his body, and the poison broke out faster.

Bai Qi silently supported Yan Yan who was about to fall, and calmly gave him the last blow: "When I came in, I seemed to bump into something."

Yan Yan turned her head and looked at him expressionlessly: "...so?"

Bai Qi coughed: "...the hole has been closed."

Yan Yan: "..."

His vision became more and more blurred, Yan Yan could feel a burning pain in his throat, his limbs could no longer move, only his neck could move.

Bai Qi next to him was not much better, he was exposed to poison gas a little later than Yan Yan, so he could barely move his two arms.

Yan Yan looked at the sky speechlessly: He never expected that the one who 'died' with him in the end was actually his 'junior brother'!

"Didn't I ask Tang Meng to tell you to live a good life?" Yan Yan felt a little angry in his heart, why was he disobedient?

Bai Qi glanced at him and looked away: "...she didn't have time to talk." In fact, Bai Qi woke up from a deep sleep, turned over and jumped out of the window, so Tang Meng didn't have time to tell Yan Yan at all. will'.

Yan Yan was choked by his words, and said for a while, "Why did you come back?"

Bai Qi blinked, opened his mouth, and said, "Well... Liu Changning is from Dongying."

"So, you came back just to tell me such a thing?" Yan Yan didn't know whether he should laugh or cry now.

Bai Qi nodded: "And..." He hesitated for a while, opened and closed his mouth, repeated this five or six times, and finally made up his mind: "I want to tell you something."

The people next to him were silent, Bai Qi only thought he was listening.

"I...well, I like you." Bai Qi took a deep breath and said it.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... 1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes.Even if it's surprising, it shouldn't take so long, right?

Bai Qi moved his hands with great effort, and touched Yan Yan beside him. 'Boom! "With a sound, Yan Yan's body fell down feebly.

Unexpectedly, he died early!

Bai Qi couldn't lift it up in one breath, his eyes went dark, his consciousness gradually disappeared, white light flashed, and he lost consciousness completely.

400 AD, Yan House

Yan Yan took off the 'wormhole glasses', faced the three pairs of eager eyes, and nodded calmly: "Good afternoon."

"Brother," Yan Yan cast a serious look, "It's night now."

"Oh," Yan Yan put down his glasses, stood up and walked towards his room, trying to avoid the three people's interrogation, "It's so fast."

"Yanyan," the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, Yan's mother blocked his way, "How is your study going?"

Seeing the hope in his mother's eyes, Yan Yan subconsciously said, "Not bad."

"That's good!" Yan's mother happily took Yan Yan's hand, "Your aunt Zhang just called me and said that she met a high school classmate a few days ago. The son of that family just graduated with a Ph. Getting acquainted."

Yan Yan's face turned green: "..."

Father Yan sent a sympathetic look, seeing his son's face getting more and more ugly, he coughed and reminded Mother Yan: "Yanyan hasn't eaten for several hours."

Upon hearing this, Yan's mother immediately put aside the matter of introducing her son to someone, and walked to the kitchen while asking, "Yanyan, what do you want to eat?"

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Just heat things up by the way."

An hour later, in a villa not far from here.

The man took off his 'wormhole glasses' and looked at his brother with his legs crossed on the sofa blankly.

The elder brother swallowed his saliva, put down his crossed legs, leaned forward and said, "How about it, did you tell him?"

When the man heard this, his expression became very mysterious: "I said it."

The elder brother winked and said with a smile, "What's his reaction?"

The man was silent, and then silent again, and after half a minute, he said, "He didn't respond."

My brother was full of surprise: "Why didn't you respond? Even if I reject you, I will say sorry, right?"

The man stood up abruptly, and choked out a sentence through his teeth: "He didn't hear it, so he died."

One step, two steps, three steps.

"Hahaha!" A burst of heart-piercing laughter erupted from behind.

The man's face was darkened.

The night sky was dark and full of stars.

Yan Yan sat on the balcony, looking up at the starry sky.In the courtyard, Father Yan was sitting on a rattan chair with a phonograph old enough to enter the Imperial Museum beside him.A mournful female voice sang Kunqu Opera from long ago.

"I don't know the origin of love, but as it goes deeper and deeper, the living can die, and the dead can live. Those who are born but cannot be reunited with death, and those who die but cannot be resurrected are not the essence of love."

Yan Yan thought of Fengliu and Fengliu in another dimension, and couldn't help thinking: Maybe the loyalty of love is what they are like.He rubbed his forehead, and suddenly wondered if he, like Feng Yinya, would fall in love with someone one day.

Thinking of many failed blind dates, Yan Yan suddenly felt that the road ahead was bumpy. He pressed the raised part of the watch on his wrist, and a fluorescent blue screen appeared in front of his eyes. After thinking for a while, he clicked to create favorites, Enter in the name: love rules.

Click on the document, a row of black words slowly appear in the document:

400 AD x year x day sunny

The first rule of love:

Before finding a lover, you must first investigate the other party's family to avoid unnecessary family disputes in the future.

At the same time, Yan Yan used the micro-dust camera to see her brother's love rules clearly. She turned on her portable computer with a smirk and posted this passage on a paid forum called "Male God's Daily Prophet" inside.

In less than ten seconds, the number of hits exceeded thousands.

Yan Yan closed the computer contentedly, imagining the scene of ingots rolling in, and said to himself: "There is a brother who is called the male god of the nation, he really makes money."

The man looked at the newly published 'Male God's Daily Most Prophet', got up and called: "Yes, send me a copy of the most detailed family history."