Quick Transmigration: Don't be the hero of the show

Before he could react, he felt his feet slipped, and he was dragged into the hot spring by Xiao Yunzhi.

The water splashes everywhere, the bubbles are rolling, and I just feel that the warm water waves are coming from all directions, pouring into the eight meridians in an instant, it is really indescribably comfortable.

In the past, he only knew that there was a hot spring in the back mountain, but he had never been there. Now that he was soaking in the water, he felt very comfortable, and he didn't realize that the person behind him was approaching.

"Mmm... Master." This small voice sounded like a demon's voice to Xiao Yunzhi's ears.

The sword fairy's heart beat like a drum, and his fingertips rubbed the delicate skin of the person in his arms. The inadvertent touch shocked both of them.

Yan Mingxiu's robes were soaked in hot spring water, he couldn't help biting his lips and sighing, and simply fell limp in the man's arms.

The fragrance was like orchid, Xiao Yunzhi sniffed deeply, and hugged Yan Mingxiu even more tightly.

"Master... respect."

Xiao Yunzhi turned his face around, and gently scratched the tip of his nose: "Still called Master?"

"No...not called Shizun, what is it called?"

The look in Xiao Yun's eyes darkened: "It's time to change the name to Husband."

Yan Mingxiu was so ashamed that he exploded in shame. He, the majestic Emperor of the Demon Sect, actually wanted to call for his husband. This... If this spread, he would definitely be laughed out of his teeth by the people of the Demon Sect.

"What? You don't want to call?" Xiao Yunzhi looked at him tenderly, but there was inexplicable danger hidden in his tone.

Yan Mingxiu's heart thumped when he saw it, and he said in a strange way: "Husband..."

Xiao Yunzhi responded, and gently kissed Yan Mingxiu's forehead.

Yan Mingxiu, who was feeling with his eyes closed, didn't realize that at the moment when the thin lips kissed, his brows suddenly glowed blood red.

One prospers all, one loses all.That was the blood contract under which Xiao Yunzhi sacrificed half of his body to save him.

These days can be regarded as the happiest time Yan Mingxiu has ever lived since he could remember.

Apart from practicing martial arts during the day, he just chatted and played chess with his brother Chu Ziliu.Apart from martial arts, his senior brother is proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

During the three months when he was comatose, he actually took care of Xiao Yunzhi's mountain and replanted a lot of exotic flowers and plants.

Although Bai Mo was still bedridden because of his serious injury, Chu Ziliu said that his injury was not urgent and it would take a few years to get better, but there was always something to look forward to.

Yan Mingxiu originally thought that these peaceful days could last forever, but he didn't know that countless outside news would be transmitted to Xiao Yun through the huge information network every day.

Back then, after Bai Mo and Chu Ziliu left without permission and were arrested, their parents also died because of it. Xiao Yunzhi swore a poisonous oath that he would pay with the blood of the head of the Liuyingjian Sect.

So he tried his best to show his loyalty by piercing Chu Ziliu's lute bone with his own hands.

After years of hard work, he finally paid off.

The head of the sect, Gu Nian, not only trusted him very much, but also gave him the only authorized access right in the Sword Sect.Let him collect information on various families in the Central Plains in case of emergency.

Xiao Yunzhi couldn't see his intentions, Gu Nian had great ambitions, even though he lived far away in the East China Sea, he already had the heart to annex the Central Plains.

The information he asked Xiao Yunzhi to collect was for future use.

Xiao Yunzhi followed suit, not only disguised his identity, but also turned himself into a friend of the leader of the Yuquan sect with his mysterious swordsmanship.

At the same time, he also firmly controlled the information network that he had formed, and what he reported to Gu Nian every day was only the news he wanted Gu Nian to know.

Now that he is full-fledged, after rescuing Chu Ziliu and Bai Mo, he no longer has the slightest concern for Liu Yingjian School.

But he also knew that Gu Nian would never tolerate his betrayal, and he would definitely come to him.

Just as he was thinking, another spiritual letter came from the water mirror.

According to the letter, since he rebelled, Gu Nian was so angry that he had offended several disciples, and decided to use this as an excuse to use the power of the whole faction to annex the Central Plains.

His plan to annex the Central Plains was drafted for him by himself.

Xiao Yunzhi couldn't help sneering, he has been operating in the Central Plains for many years, isn't he waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap?Now that the time is ripe, he is still afraid that Gu Nian will not take the bait.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, with an indescribable coldness and contempt between his brows.

Presumably Xiao Yunzhi was preoccupied, but Yan Mingxiu was much more relaxed.

Early this morning, he came to look for Chu Ziliu: "Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

In order to prevent himself from accidentally leaking the truth, Yan Mingxiu simply admitted that Chu Ziliu looked similar to his former senior brother in appearance and personality.

Chu Ziliu actually believed his nonsense, and let him call him, anyway, it was just a title.

Chu Ziliu was mixing incense, he didn't expect him to come so early, he was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

Just as he opened the door, he saw a small yellow thing rushing towards him. Chu Ziliu took a few steps back in fright.

When I came back to my senses, I saw clearly that it was a little tiger.

"Brother, don't be afraid. This is the spirit beast I caught in the mountains recently. I don't know how it got in." He stepped forward, hugged the little tiger in his arms, and squeezed the tiger's paw.

Chu Ziliu's cultivation level was basically zero, and even ordinary spirit beasts could hurt him. Yan Mingxiu broke out in a cold sweat, and it took him a while to recover.

"Have you named the tiger yet?"

"Never, why don't senior brothers help me get it." He said, and very naturally took out a piece of dried meat from the Chu Ziliu cabinet and fed it to the tiger.

The little tiger was biting the jerky while rubbing against his master's leg, very well-behaved.

Chu Ziliu looked at his series of actions in surprise, feeling a little familiar: "You... how do you know what I put there?"

His senior brother loves snacks the most. When he was young, he often came to his senior brother's place to eat and drink. Now after many years, his senior brother's habit has not changed.

Thinking of this, Yan Mingxiu bent down to touch the little tiger, and smiled again: "Of course it told me."

"You spirit beast has a good nose." The little tiger whined, not knowing whether it was to protest the master's nonsense or to thank Chu Ziliu who provided the food.

Yan Mingxiu picked up the tiger with one hand, and came to lead Chu Ziliu with the other: "Brother said last time he wanted to take me to Yuquan City to play, I haven't forgotten it yet."

Chu Ziliu hadn't been to Yuquan City for many years, and now he felt itchy, so he agreed.

The two greeted Xiao Yunzhi and went down the mountain.

It was early winter at that time, and Yuquan City had the first snow of the year.

When they first entered the city, there were not many people on the street. They all shrunk their shoulders and exhaled, looking at the little tiger in Yan Mingxiu's arms with curiosity and fear.

A bold young man recognized them as practitioners, and even came forward and asked, "Immortal Elder, can I pet this big cat?"

Yan Mingxiu naturally didn't mind, and the little tiger didn't mind being touched by strangers either, so he just curled up in his master's arms and yawned.

The two walked side by side, and Chu Ziliu was quite moved. From time to time, he heard the melodious bells from the temples in the outskirts of the city, and remembered how he had been begging the monks for several months in order to get a blind herbal medicine from the Buddhist temple.

At that time, I didn't know Bai Mo, and my junior and master were still alive.

Now, the master has long passed away, the younger brother died at the hands of Zhengdao, and Bai Mo was seriously injured.

Chu Ziliu looked at Yan Mingxiu, who seemed to be ignorant of suffering and happiness, and suddenly laughed: "Junior brother."