Quick Wear: The Beautiful, Strong and Tragic Path of a Swordsman

Xu Yan claims that he is not a good person, but he always sticks to the bottom line he sets for himself. In the words of the guy in Paradise - to be a fun person, you must first be a person, otherwise you can only be a fun person.

Isn't it strange that the god of paradise always calls himself a man of fun, not a god of fun?

Perhaps it is because of this that even people like him would obediently work under Him.

Of course, if possible, Xu Yan believed that all the people and non-people in the paradise would like to beat him up.

but......

Xu Yan suddenly felt confused. Why did he say such a thing? Is this how love should be? Is this his understanding of love before he lost his memory?

He tried to recall it seriously, but all he got was a blank. He knew the meaning of the word, but that was all. It was like a beautifully wrapped gift box, but when you unpacked it layer by layer, you found that there was nothing inside.

And he is such a gift box, who can easily interpret love to the fullest, but in fact, he cannot fall in love with anyone.

So every time the mission is completed, he can leave without any regrets.

Xu Yan looked calm as he seemed to be eating the steamed egg seriously, but he was actually watching the crazy scrolling barrage of comments.

The comments were reminiscing about the affection he had shown before and envying Nan Ze who was deeply loved by him. No one could realize that all this was just his performance.

Three glimmers of different colors floated in the depths of his soul, as if they had sensed something and began to emit warm light.

Although this warmth was so small that Xu Yan could not even perceive it, they were persistent and tried hard to warm this cold and lonely soul.

Nan Ze, who was frying beef seriously, seemed to sense something. He turned his head to look at Xu Yan behind the dining table by the window. He suddenly felt that he could not catch this person at all, and he would never be caught by him.

An unreasonable panic and helplessness swept through his mind, and even his body became stiff. No matter how much he wanted to rush over and hug Xu Yan, he couldn't move an inch.

No, let him move, move quickly...

Nan Ze felt as if time had stopped at this moment, as if he would be stuck here forever. He could only look at Xu Yan and could never touch him.

"Xiao Ze?"

Xu Yan's doubtful call finally broke the weirdness. Nan Ze came back to his senses in an instant. A moment of confusion appeared in his eyes. Then he turned around with red ears and continued to cook. "It's okay!"

Even Nan Ze, whose heart had already collapsed and turned evil, felt a sense of social death at this moment.

Why was he staring at Xu Yanfa in a daze? This was still being broadcast live!

[Hahahaha, Zeze is so cute when she pretends to be calm! ]

[I saw my own shadow in Nan Ze. When I returned to my room, I would unconsciously stare at A Yan's full-length pillow for a long time...]

[Life-size pillow!? (Alert) Where can I buy it!?]

[Who isn’t like this? The first time I saw A-Yan’s billboard, I bumped into a telephone pole… or at the school gate… and was socially depressed for a long time. ]

[Oh my god, at the school gate... my toes have already started to build infrastructure...]

[To be honest, when I first saw Zeze’s poster, I was also crazy about her and almost drooled...Beauty can lead to misleading people! ! ! ]

......

Xu Yan and Nan Ze were still some distance apart, so he didn't notice that his ears were red. Instead, he stared at his back thoughtfully for a while.

'937, do you notice anything wrong?'

"Hmm? What?" Seeing Xu Yan eating, 937, who was hungry, raised his head from eating noodles.

"It's okay." Xu Yan smiled.

It shouldn't have been his illusion just now. The god from the previous world had followed him again.

When gods need to locate a person or a world, they need a medium. Is this medium him or the targets of these missions?

If it was him, then he probably provoked it accidentally. After all, as an executive of the park, it is normal for such things to happen when carrying out missions everywhere. But if it was the target of the mission, there are too many possibilities worth exploring, and the reason why the person in their park was so interested in his fun was probably related to this god.

A series of tasks suddenly assigned to me.

Each mission objective has a homophone in its name.

The original body of each world has an emotional entanglement with the mission target and deeply loves the mission target.

......

Xu Yan sorted out the information he had discovered one by one, and an answer gradually became clear in his mind, but there were still many questions that could not be answered, and he needed to explore them slowly.

Nan Ze’s cooking skills are really good, and the dishes he made were very tasty and beautiful. The six people were very satisfied with the meal and they completed the “Clean Plate” operation perfectly.

The production crew members and people watching the live broadcast were almost crying with greed.

Although all the dishes on the table were prepared by Nan Ze according to Xu Yan's preferences, Xu Yan ate the least, which made Nan Ze even more uneasy because of his sudden headache. So after everyone finished the game of who would wash the dishes and clean up, he pulled Xu Yan back to the room and turned off the camera in the room immediately.

With no outsiders around, Xu Yan stopped trying to hold on, and a suppressed groan of pain escaped from his throat. The extremely light and suppressed sound made Nan Ze so anxious that he didn't bother to conceal it. He helped the man lie down on the bed and began to use his own strength to investigate other conditions.

In his panic, he did not notice that although Xu Yan seemed to be in a trance due to the pain, his misty eyes were always looking at him steadily. Even when Nan Ze's power penetrated into Xu Yan's soul, Xu Yan even deliberately suppressed his own strength and instincts, allowing him to explore everything about him inch by inch.

His indulgence had already expressed his love for Nan Ze.

His only request to Nan Ze was that he become an ordinary, kind and happy person.

He didn't understand why the child he had taken such good care of turned out to be the person in the prophecy. No, perhaps it was because of him that the child became like this.

He must be held accountable for this.

Otherwise, how could he be worthy of those hands that saved his life?

Maybe he could also save Nan Ze in their way.

Once such a thought arises, it can no longer be suppressed.

'Sir, you acted so well as the original self, I always feel like you are the original self.' 937 finished the three servings of brown sugar fermented glutinous rice noodle with snails, and felt that his master's superb acting skills affected his appetite. He was so upset that he reduced his appetite by half today.

"What did you just say?" Xu Yan sensed that 937 was talking, and released him from the shield and asked.

He didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but pretending to be faint was too boring, so he chatted with him to relieve his boredom.

"Nothing..." 937 knew that he was blocked, and he turned into a pufferfish in a depressed mood.

Xu Yan wanted to tease him, but he felt a hot and wet touch on his neck and immediately blocked 937 again.

937: '?'

Nan Ze checked Xu Yan's body but found nothing abnormal, but he knew Xu Yan. If the pain was not really unbearable, he would never say anything.

For example, last time, his entire hand was nearly torn off by a monster from the deep world, but he remained calm. You can imagine how serious this headache is.

So Nan Ze decided to temporarily stop refining Xu Yan's soul and prepare to find those who had been refined by him to study the reasons.

Looking at the young man who seemed to have fainted, Nan Ze couldn't help but give him a lingering kiss on his slender neck. He especially loved leaving his mark on this body that he couldn't let go of, and unscrupulously asserting his sovereignty over it.

Xu Yan opened his eyes and snorted softly. Nan Ze thought his headache had worsened again and immediately wanted to bite his finger again to feed him some blood, but he raised his hand to stop him.

A hoarse and tired voice sounded, "I really don't like the taste of blood, Xiaoze."

"But..." Nan Ze looked at him worriedly and wanted to persuade him, but was interrupted by Xu Yan again.

"This is just a temporary solution. Although I won't be addicted like other people, I don't want to hurt you over such a useless thing."

Upon hearing this, Nan Ze had no choice but to try to use the treatment methods he had learned to treat Xu Yan, but the results were still very little.

Xu Yan pulled the depressed boy who was sitting beside the bed into his arms, resting his chin on the top of his head, and said in a voice so soft that it sounded like a whisper, "Just let me hold you and have a good sleep."

After a while, Nan Ze felt Xu Yan's steady breathing. He carefully moved his body and raised his head to look at Xu Yan's expression. Seeing that he was indeed relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief.

......

At four o'clock in the morning, Xu Yan opened his eyes. Nan Ze was still sleeping peacefully in his arms, but they both wore comfortable pajamas and were covered tightly with warm and soft quilts. His nostrils were filled with the scent of Nan Ze's refreshing aloe vera shower gel, and he himself had the same scent.

He sat up carefully and gently pinched the back of Nan Ze's neck to make sure that he would not wake up before looking at the uninvited guest in the room.

"Chu Yu, you're here." Xu Yan said in a declarative tone, as if he was not surprised at the man's arrival.

The gentle young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses looked at him gloomily, and then glanced at Nan Ze who was sleeping beside him, and his tone was full of sarcasm, "Who said that they would teach him well?"

Xu Yan lowered his eyes and did not answer.

"According to the agreement, if he exhibits any anti-social, anti-human or harmful behavior to others, he will be at my disposal." Chu Yu stood up from the single sofa and walked to the bed step by step.

Seeing that Xu Yan still said nothing, he sneered and reached out to grab Nan Ze, but he touched a layer of energy protection. Silver-blue ripples spread from where he touched and formed an oval shape, protecting Nan Ze completely.

"He is ready to refine you into his slave, and you are still protecting him!?" Chu Yu said angrily in disbelief.

Xu Yan finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "I will teach him well."

"Ha." Chu Yu laughed in anger, "You are almost dead, how can you have time to teach him!"

The first time he saw Xu Yan, Chu Yu, a genius doctor who was leading the research on the deep world, gave him a death notice. In other words, he felt it was a miracle that Xu Yan could still maintain his human appearance and talk to him rationally.

"It is precisely because I am dying that we need him more." Xu Yan looked at Nan Ze tenderly, and gently rubbed his eyelashes with his slender fingers. "Besides, it was humans who hurt him first. Give him a little more time."

Chu Yu clenched and unclenched his hands upon hearing this, and asked calmly, "How long?"

"Before I die." Xu Yan looked at him calmly, "After all, I will only need him after I die, right?"

Chu Yu was silent for a long time, and finally nodded, "Okay."

Then his figure began to fade and gradually disappear. "If his thoughts still don't change after you die, I will kill him immediately."

After everyone had left, Xu Yan pinched Nan Ze's nose helplessly and sighed, "I originally planned to let you be a logistical support staff who would not have to worry about food and clothing and did not need to enter the deep world. Who knew you were so bold that you actually refined me during the live broadcast. Now you can only be my successor."

At this point, Xu Yan laughed and said in a self-deprecating manner, "Do you know about the 996 official workers?"

Only when facing Nan Ze could he say so many words in one breath.

Finally, Xu Yan lay down again, took him into his arms, and kissed his forehead, "Let me be selfish for once."

After an unknown amount of time, when Xu Yan fell into a deep sleep again, a pair of silver-white eyes opened in the darkness.

He looked at Xu Yan intently for a while, and then closed his eyes again.

In a place so far away that only God could ever reach it, a pair of silver-white eyes opened again. He picked up a white chess piece from the chess basket and placed it on the chessboard in front of him. His expression was neither sad nor happy, and his eyes were indifferent and emotionless.

"Did you go see it again?" a smiling voice asked.

His unchanging eyes looked across, reflecting a blurry black figure. As the figure moved, a black chess piece fell next to his chess piece.

"Are you always this boring?"

The shadow tilted his head and asked doubtfully, "If I wasn't bored, would I come to play Go with you?"

After that, he smiled and pointed to the black pieces that formed a straight line, and then said, "I win. You can't interfere with Him in the next year."

The silver eyes blinked gently, "I am He."

The black shadow laughed when he heard this. He threw the black piece in his hand up and caught it again, over and over again. "But I like Him more."

“I am He.”

The shadow didn't want to continue discussing this issue with Him, so he took out a marble game from somewhere and said with a smile, "Come, let's play this."