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

Xu Yan pointed at the cute and silly snowman and changed the subject, "Does it look like you?"

A question mark suddenly popped up in Nan Ze's mind.

【Hahahaha, they really look alike! 】

[I didn’t expect Ayan to be good at drawing! I also made a snowman, but the face I drew was so ugly. ]

[Ze Ze really doesn’t seem to be as afraid of snow as he was at the beginning. Is this love? 】

[Sister, look at Zeze's stiff expression. Does he look like he's not afraid? He's just trying not to lose face for Xu Yan.]

[Oh, my poor Zeze, I went to Xingbo and Xinghu to read some of the big guys’ analysis, and I really can’t support this couple at all. ]

[Ah? There are melons? I'll eat some too.]

[No, what others make up is not as good as what you see with your own eyes, right? You just can't stand the couple doing well? Do you have to make up rumors to harm them? ]

[Oh, they are getting anxious. Xu Yan’s fans are getting anxious. They didn’t approve of this marriage before, but now they are tying it up immediately after seeing that it is wrong.]

[Ah, I really do, so it has to be a conspiracy theory, right? 】

......

Xu Yan leaned over and kissed Nan Ze's red nose with amusement, then covered his cold hands and rubbed them, "Okay, let's go inside. Xiao Ze was very brave today, so let me take care of the rest of the outdoor tasks."

Nan Ze frowned when he heard this, "But you just recovered..."

He was worried that Xu Yan's inexplicable headache would recur again. For this reason, he didn't dare to use his ability on Xu Yan again.

But the reason should be known soon. He has already ordered the 'dolls' who control him to study it, and he will also go to study it himself tomorrow night.

Every time he looked at Xu Yan, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger. Because he knew that Xu Yan did not understand love, and his kindness and gentleness to him were more because he regarded him as his only relative.

If he wasn't afraid of problems, he really wouldn't want to wait even a moment. Only when he completely made him his own would he never have to worry about losing him again.

Xu Yan really wanted to say in response that his body wouldn't get any better, but his professional ethics stopped him. He looked into the dark eyes of this naughty kid, which easily saw through his inner thoughts. He sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm and gentle.

"I'm fine now. I don't have a headache anymore."

Nan Ze's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. In his opinion, Xu Yan would not lie to him, so could it be that the headache was not entirely due to his ability?

After watching the person enter the house obediently, Xu Yan pressed his forehead. This small action was broadcast live, but because he lowered his head slightly, the cameras everywhere could not capture his expression, so this not-so-abnormal action did not attract much attention. Only a few comments were concerned about whether he was sick or just a little tired.

Sure enough, if the mission target was black sesame dumplings, he would be able to complete the mission more easily.

Xu Yan was very satisfied with the various foreshadowings he had laid. The naughty child must be taught a profound lesson.

"Brother Xu, why are you standing there in a daze?" Ji Beidou called out, frowning, with uncontrollable worry in his eyes.

Xu Yan deliberately took a beat longer to respond, then walked over with a normal expression to reunite with everyone.

Nan Zeze started preparing the ingredients for dinner in the kitchen in advance. After all, he couldn't just go to bed with a clear conscience when he had nothing to do, right?

Because the air conditioner was on, the windows and door of the kitchen were closed. Because of this, he completely missed the opportunity to notice that something was wrong with Xu Yan.

The only activities after a heavy snowfall are making snowmen and having snowball fights, so now it’s time for the snowball fight.

Originally they were supposed to be in groups of two, but now one person is absent, so the rules have to be adjusted. Each group selects one person to participate in a big melee, and the camera teacher will replay the video to count how many times each person has been hit.

Xie Zixuan originally wanted to let Xie Zixuan go, and then sneak away to find Nan Ze, but the pressure from his sister forced him to go on the field obediently. However, after seeing Xu Yan, his eyes burned with fighting spirit again.

Humph, he’s never been afraid of anyone when it comes to playing snowball fights!

Of course, Ji Beidou couldn't let Lan Yuliu, a girl, fight with two grown men, so three tall men stood in each corner of the courtyard, holding snowballs in their hands, ready to go.

However, only Xie Zixuan was full of fighting spirit. Ji Beidou was not very interested. He just wanted to know whether Xu Yan's condition became worse after using his authority.

Xu Yan... In order to act more realistically, he asked 937 to unfold a virtual screen in front of him to play a movie. While watching the movie, he distracted himself to dodge and fight back the snowballs thrown by Xie Zixuan.

So in everyone's opinion, Xu Yan's reaction was always a little slow, and his eyes would be distracted from time to time, as if he couldn't concentrate. For a moment, Xie Zixuan, who was focused on attacking him, threw snow all over him.

Ji Beidou was now completely certain that there was something wrong with Xu Yan's health.

Nowadays, many people from the Creation God Cult have infiltrated the real world, and Xu Yan is like a sword hanging over their heads, making them afraid and wary. If they discover Xu Yan's true situation, they will start to act recklessly, and who knows how many people will be killed.

However, before Ji Beidou could help, Xu Yan seemed to have recovered and nimbly dodged the snowball that Xie Zixuan threw at his head. After that, he was never hit again. Not only did he reverse the score, but he also hit Xie Zixuan on the forehead several times.

Seeing this, Ji Beidou stood there awkwardly, watching the snowballs flying around in front of him. None of them were aimed at him, and even if he took the initiative to attack, he would be ignored.

The two of them were in a 1v1 duel. Xu Yan remained calm, but Xie Zixuan was a little angry. He screamed every time he was hit on the head.

In the end, Ji Beidou simply gave up and sat next to Lan Yumiao, who was excitedly shouting to cheer for the two of them, and ate melon together.

[It's so funny, this is what kind of love rivals are so jealous of each other when they meet. 】

[Hahahaha, Zeze, come and see! Your husband is so handsome! How can someone be so handsome even when playing snowballs! ]

[I'm not exaggerating or criticizing him. I can only say that he is worthy of being a movie star who never uses a body double. His skills are amazing. ]

[You idiot, you're just a singing and dancing idol, why do you want to provoke someone who knows martial arts? Hahahaha, so miserable. ]

[One snowball’s brain explodes, two snowballs’ brains explode, three snowballs’ brains explode…]

[Does anyone have a counter for this? I am dying of laughter. ]

【As a fan of the second fool, he wanted to cut ties with his idol right this second. 】

[Sister Xuan, please take care of your second idiot. He is already stupid. If he gets hit on the head a few more times, he will be covered in snow! ]

......

In this sudden snowball fight, Xu Yan undoubtedly won. Xie Zixuan's forehead was hit red, and his handsome phoenix eyes were also red, not knowing whether it was because of pain or grievance, but the watery eyes sparkled and looked a little pitiful.

Under normal circumstances, Xu Yan would not be so disrespectful, but he was having a headache and he really couldn't care less. How could he not think of what Ji Beidou could think of? So he couldn't suppress the irritation and anger brought by the pain and vented it all on Xie Zixuan.

"Sorry, I accidentally got serious."

In Xu Yan's opinion, Xie Zixuan was just a kid of the same age as Nan Ze, and he didn't really regard him as a so-called love rival. Last time in the bar, it was just because he spoke too harshly and he was not in a good state that he couldn't control his emotions, and he didn't want to bother with him afterwards.

Seeing that person looked so angry that he was about to cry, I suddenly felt guilty for being an adult bullying a child.

"You don't have to apologize, it's my fault that I'm not as skilled as you!" Xie Zixuan snorted coldly and turned his head away without looking at Xu Yan.

Xu Yan smiled helplessly and did not continue the topic. Instead, he went back to the house to change his coat. He was hit by the snow and the outer layer of his clothes was wet, which was very uncomfortable.

He walked into the house and went upstairs with steady steps. As soon as he entered the room, he leaned against the door with his hands on his forehead, suppressing the pain with his breathing. After a long time, he stood up again by holding the door, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.

This headache was not all pretended by Xu Yan.

The original body had already fallen into a state of mental collapse when he arrived. At the moment when he was about to transform into a monster in the deep world, he decisively blew up his soul and committed suicide. Xu Yan's arrival only forcibly extended his life, and the state of this body and soul remained unchanged.

A soul that was forcibly stitched together was already in a state where it could break apart at any time, so how could it withstand the refining of Nan Ze's ability? In addition, Xu Yan also used extremely energy-consuming authority, so the severe headache was a manifestation of his soul's wailing.

However, his original body had been influenced by Nan Ze, and he thought he was about to die, so even he himself could not accurately deduce the cause of his headache. He just thought it was the sequelae of using his authority when he was in a bad condition.

There is no doubt that if this body was not under the control of Xu Yan, even if the original body had survived the collapse of sanity and did not commit suicide, it would have been dead long ago.

That's why Xu Yan felt that Nan Ze was a naughty kid. He said that he loved the original body, but he was actually only thinking about himself.

The original body was like a toy that he couldn't let go of, not a living person.

"Brother Xu, why does it take you so long to change your coat? I'll go and take a look." Ji Beidou, who was uninjured, didn't need to change clothes at all. He had been keeping an eye on Xu Yan, and when he saw that he hadn't come down for more than ten minutes, he decided to go and take a look.

Xie Zixuan, who had already changed his coat, was helping Nan Ze in the kitchen. He pointed at his still red forehead pitifully and complained, which in return earned him a smiling roll of the eyes from Nan Ze.

If he wasn't still on the show, he would definitely say 'you deserve it'.

Ji Beidou did not control his volume, so Nan Ze immediately wanted to put down the half-peeled garlic in his hand and go to find Xu Yan, but was stopped by Xie Zixuan.

"They have official matters to discuss privately." He moved closer to Nan Ze, holding him, and with his other hand he secretly turned off the microphone on his body and spoke quickly and quietly, then turned the microphone back on and spoke at a normal volume, "Xiao Ze, can you teach me how to cook eggs so deliciously?"

Nan Ze stopped moving immediately. Although he was considered to be someone who knew the secret truth, he had not joined the official party. Xie Zixuan could be considered half an official, but he was not.

So in this situation, he can only avoid suspicion.

The fair and slender fingers squeezed the half-peeled garlic in her hand, but she kept a smile on her face and nodded to Xie Zixuan, "I will boil eggs for Mr. in a while, and I can teach you by the way."

"Great!" Xie Zixuan clenched his fist happily, and then continued to wash and cut the onions diligently.

At this time, Ji Beidou also came to Xu Yan and Nan Ze's door and knocked.

"Brother Xu, I'm coming in." After saying this, without waiting for the response from the people in the room, Ji Beidou opened the door and walked in.

Xu Yan was lying on his back on the bed with his eyes closed, resting his mind, with his long legs draped over the bed. When he saw someone coming in, he propped himself up and sat up, saying calmly, "There are only two of us in Qianzhou right now. I have to go to Yunzhou to attend the premiere tomorrow, so I'll have to trouble you to pay attention here."

Ji Beidou nodded in response, then frowned and said, "Can you still hold on? I heard that you went to repair the seal again..."

"It's okay." These two words came out almost subconsciously.

Xu Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

As the strongest 'king', the original body had long been accustomed to facing everything alone, because even if he couldn't hold on, there was no one to share his burden.

The soldiers who were barely holding on needed encouragement and morale, and he was their general, who had to be strong and unyielding.

Until a new general appears.

Ji Beidou knew Xu Yan was lying, but what could he do? He was almost exhausted just from maintaining the seal. He was too weak.

Compared with the deep world, humans and the real world are too weak. If it weren't for the appearance of Xu Yan and Chu Yu, two saviors, one literary and one martial, the real world would have to rely on human lives to fill the seal.

You should know that the longest lifespan of the previous 'kings' was only five years, and there was even a 'king' who chose to self-destruct the next second after gaining power because he could not withstand the pollution from the deep world.

And if the number of kings of the current era is less than the minimum of six, the empty seals will require ten lives every day to fill... The most despairing thing is that filling the seals in this way is also equivalent to offering a sacrifice to Him, which will accelerate His awakening.

It's just drinking poison to quench thirst.

This is the despair faced by all those who know the truth.

Even someone as tenacious as Ji Beidou, knowing that the deep world is in human form and is alive, when He wakes up, the real world will be destroyed... and it won't be long before He wakes up.

As a new investigator, he almost went crazy with despair.

He still remembers that he asked the young actor sitting opposite him in a trembling voice, "Do we still have hope?"

The young actor smiled at him, and then he fell into a pair of incredibly beautiful gray-blue eyes. The tiny and bright light in those eyes was like a brilliant and precious hope, which made him grab a piece of driftwood when he was about to be completely swallowed by the abyss of despair.

The owner of the eyes spoke in a calm and gentle voice, yet with unwavering determination and confidence, "We will win."

These four short words not only gave Ji Beidou hope again, but also made him fall completely in love with the person who gave him hope.