[Quick Transmigration] On how to refuse the favor of the sick villain

The night was like paint, the moon was like a hook, and in the howling cold wind, a red figure quickly disappeared above the palace.

When Feng Changlan appeared in a forest on a certain mountain, it was already dawn.

The mask on his face had been removed, and he held it tightly in his hands.

However, this time Feng Changlan's expression was not as relaxed as before. Instead, his brows were furrowed, and his aura around him was even colder, obviously in a bad mood.

He stopped suddenly, looked up at the morning dew in the mountains silently, and was lost in thought for a while.

He regretted a little, did he go too far last night?

Moreover, the little emperor fainted, but he left like this, the little emperor must be very angry when he wakes up, right?

After all, he still didn't leave him the answer he wanted.

But he is not only for the secrecy of his identity, but also for making the little emperor more secure.

Because his identity is a danger in itself.

In the past, people who got attached to him were always prone to become unlucky.

He has failed those who trusted him, and he has betrayed those who he trusted.

Trust this kind of thing, he has long since dared not touch it lightly.

But the little emperor...is so sincere, yet so annoyed.

Is he really wrong?

He should indeed give the two people a chance to get in touch with each other further, right?

If this identity doesn't work, he can still find a new identity that makes both of them comfortable, can't he?

Instead of always blindly evading this problem like now.

"Feng Changlan! It really is you!"

Feng Changlan was indifferent and independent in the forest. When he paused, a shout sounded from behind him.

Feng Changlan slowly closed his eyes, without turning his head, "I am in a very bad mood today, if I don't want to die, I should get out as soon as possible."

But it was obvious that there was no one behind him, and soon another voice rang out, "Feng Changlan, we have received news that you have often appeared in this mountain forest recently, not far from here, it is our Qingyue faction, you have long been here." I heard that your Demon Cult has been coveting the Qingyue Sword Manual of our Qingyue Sect for a long time, and now you often hang around here, are you plotting the sword manual!?" Hearing this, Feng Changlan finally turned around slowly, looking What arrived was a total of seventy or eighty people wearing all-color Xingyue robes, all of them looked at him vigilantly, as if thinking that he was not plotting their sword manual.

It was as if he, Feng Changlan, had already stolen their sword manual.

Feng Changlan looked at the Qingyue faction who were filled with righteous indignation, and couldn't help but sneered, "You also said that your Qingyue faction is not far from here. But this mountain, this road, and this forest are far from you. What does the Moon faction have to do with it? I can’t leave anymore?”

"You, if you didn't plot the sword manual, why would you appear here for several days in a row? You clearly___" "What nonsense are you talking to him!"

An older man directly interrupted his disciple's argument, and pointed his sword at Feng Changlan, "Demon, I won't beat around the bush anymore, you should know better than me. Last night, our Qingyue Sect lost Qingyue. Moon Sword Manual!"

Feng Changlan glanced coldly, and his tone sank, "What does that have to do with me?"

Heh, he took a good walk, and he even got out of the booty?

"We Ming people don't talk dark words. If you return the sword manual, we can turn hostility into treasure. If you don't hand it over, don't blame me for bullying the Qingyue faction today!"

Feng Changlan sneered, and wrapped it around his arm, only the end of the meteor cable was exposed on the cuff, which shone coldly in the morning sun, "Then, I have no choice but to kill."

When Su Li woke up, it was already high in the sun.

With a slight movement, there was a burst of soreness all over his body, as if he had been run over by a wheel.

And Feng Changlan was no longer there.

Su Li sat up slowly with a dark face, "...Come here."

When he shouted, he realized that his voice was too hoarse.

"Your Majesty? Do you want to take a bath and change clothes?"

Fugui hurried in when he heard the sound.

Hearing his voice, he didn't dare to lift his head.

He is the only person in the entire palace who knows the inside story.

"Well," Su Li nodded, then asked, "What time is it?"

"Back to the emperor, it's already a quarter of noon."

"It's already noon."

Su Li smiled wryly, last night, the other party's attack was really ruthless.

And things have gotten to this point, the other party still has nothing left behind, no name, no appearance, let alone other things.At this time, the mountains and forests.

Silver meteor threads danced in the sun, blasting clusters of bloody flowers.

The disciples of the Qingyue Sect have fallen into disarray.

When the elders of the Qingyue faction saw that the momentum was not good, they made up their minds and didn't care whether any moves were insidious or not. Seeing that Feng Changlan strangled a disciple of the faction neatly again, he swung a poisoned one on his leg with his hands. Holding the dart in his hand, he took advantage of his unpreparedness and shot straight at Feng Changlan's back!

Feng Changlan felt the sound of breaking through the air, and when he quickly went over with his hands behind his back to stop the poison dart, it was already a step too late.

The poison dart firmly penetrated into his back, Feng Changlan only felt his throat feel fishy, ​​and a mouthful of thick blood gushed out from between his teeth.

Feng Changlan turned around, with a mocking smile hanging between his blood-stained teeth, "It turns out that your so-called righteous ways have such despicable methods!"

As soon as the words fell, the meteor rope wrapped around the fingertips flew towards the elder's neck!

The elder quickly took the sword to parry, the meteor cable kept going, and rolled directly onto his sword blade, but the elder showed no guilt on his face, instead he was filled with righteous indignation, "You devil stole my sword manual, kill me Disciple, with a person like you, what kind of martial arts and morals do I need to talk about!"

Feng Changlan sneered, and didn't even bother to explain.

He retracted the strength between his fingers holding the end of the meteor cable, and with a bang, the sword in Elder Qingyue's hand suddenly broke.

Anyway, after explaining it, this group of people will not listen or believe it.

Stealing his sword manual is nothing but fiction.

Kill his disciple?

Could it be that he was labeled as a thief by a group of people, walked well and was surrounded by a group of people holding swords and wanted to attack him, so he could only sit and wait for death, and he couldn't be caught without his hands! ?

Today, either he killed them, or he was killed by them.

There was no better choice.

Anyway, he was what they called the devil, and he didn't think he was a kind person, and he was in a bad mood. Since someone bumped into him without eyes, don't blame him for killing.

The blade was broken, and Elder Qingyue was startled suddenly. Seeing that his life was about to be lost, he panicked, "Feng Changlan! Only I have the antidote for the poison on the poison dart! Once I exercise my skills, it will take less than half an hour." , you will be poisoned to death! You have already practiced martial arts, even if you kill me, you will not survive!"

"Oh, really?"

Feng Changlan sneered, and the meteor cable lit up a silver light in the air again, and in the next moment, it directly cut off the elder's neck.

The remaining dozen or so Qingyue sect disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, froze for a moment, did not dare to step forward, and ran away.

Feng Changlan did not chase.

Because, he already felt that the pain on his back suddenly became numb and heavy... Su Li was in a bad mood all day long.

He has even been thinking in his heart, when Feng Changlan reappears tonight, how will he let him know that he is really angry about what happened last night.However, from the time of nightfall, to the time when the sky gradually darkened, and to the time when Su Li tossed and turned in bed several times, Feng Changlan still did not appear.Su Li sat up a little angrily. Could it be that he is still angry?

Didn't get angry anymore?

Didn't he just say some exciting things last night? Isn't that because the other party has been reluctant to reveal more to him?

Moreover, he regretted it just after he finished speaking last night, and later, didn't he let him vent like that?

What else is he going to do?

Today, why should it be his turn to admit his mistake?

How dare you not get angry directly!

He wasn't afraid, he, Su Li, got angry and directly married a Sangong Sixth Courtyard!

The more Su Li thought about it, the more angry he became, he was so angry that he didn't lie down on the bed, so he simply put on a robe, got out of bed, opened the door of the bedroom, and looked up at the moon shell.

Tonight, the moon is like a hook.

People feel cold.

"emperor?"

The eunuch at the door saw him coming out and cautiously stepped forward to greet him.

"I'm fine, I just want to come out for a walk, you step back."

Su Li felt that he really needed to relax.

Ever since I came to this world, I haven't felt comfortable for a moment.

I was anxious because I couldn't find someone before, and now I am angry because I found someone, but the other party refused to entrust him with trust.

Back and forth, worrying day after day, it seems that no day is happy.

Why bother.

Maybe, he shouldn't just think about his old Gong.

But he didn't know which world it started from. Unknowingly, he had become very concerned about this matter, this person.

He even almost forgot that he is a fast traveler.

I shouldn't have put so much emotion into it.

Otherwise, it's okay to be in love with each other all the time, and once there is a little deviation in a small world, it will only be yourself who suffers.

After all, the other party has no memory.

This world is still like this, the other party is not willing to trust easily.

So what if in a future world, he, who has no memory, never fell in love with himself at all?

What should he do?

Fast time traveler, maybe you shouldn't be too sentimental, right?

But it seems that he can't get out anymore, and it's too late to reflect on it.

Ugh.

Su Li sighed again, turned around silently, and closed the bedroom door again.

Not knowing what result he was expecting in his heart, Su Li reluctantly opened the door that had just been closed and took a look, making sure that there was no red in the night sky before closing it again.

Su Li walked back absent-mindedly, and climbed onto the bed in silence.

The person was lying on the bed, but his mind was messy, and he looked outside the bed from time to time.

However, the person he was angry with and couldn't help but wait for never showed up tonight.

In the early morning of the next day, when Su Li, who didn't know how he fell asleep, opened his eyes suddenly, he touched his side subconsciously, but still found nothing.

Su Li's heart sank, he really didn't come all night! ?