Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

When Jing Fansheng was far away, he saw a small black dot on the bottom floor of the stands.

Needless to say, it must be his son Jing Shishi.

Sitting next to him was a little girl with buns, she must be Yan Linglong.

Jing Fansheng looked at the backs of the two children, recalled that past, and couldn't help feeling a headache again.

13 years ago, Yan Ziqing became pregnant out of wedlock, and then died of exhaustion of spiritual power in order to give birth to Yan Linglong.Yan Linglong has since taken her mother's surname...

But Yan Xiaoran and his distant cousin Yan Ziqing are also childhood sweethearts.Since there was no such person as the father of the child, not only Jing Fansheng speculated, but even Jiang Hu was rumored that Yan Linglong might actually be Xiao Ranjun's illegitimate daughter.

After all, based on the time when Yan Xiaoran returned to Wuliang Mountain, this guess is very reasonable.The person who originally wanted to be called uncle should actually be called father... In the first few years, this rumor was still rampant. Later, Wuliangjian denied this statement, but still did not say who the child's father was.

But no one dared to blatantly offend Wuliang Mountain. Since they came forward to clarify, everyone just talked about it in private. Gradually, no one would bring up this matter often.

I would rather trust it to have it than to trust it to have nothing.

Thinking about it this way, I no longer even have the mood to watch the game.

After the preliminary test on the first day was over, Jing Fansheng called Jing Shishi over.

There is a special residence for guests on Wuliang Mountain, so Eleven was arranged there.

Jing Shixi had no opinion on where he lived.Anyway, no matter where he is, there are so many things he does every day.

Because he has recently planned to cultivate and improve his cultivation, he is very happy that he can join the most pure sword technique, the Wuliangjian.

Jing Fansheng was not good at refining weapons, but he was still very good at cultivation. He had already taught Shi Yi a lot in Jedi Valley.On Eleventh, he doesn't have any master's guidance at the moment, so it doesn't matter.

Jing Fansheng followed Jing Shishi to his guest room, and Yan Xiaoran who was tied to him naturally followed.

As early as on the No Wind, he had witnessed Mr. Xiao Ran's various attitudes towards Jing Fansheng, and now Jing Shishi couldn't tell whether Mr. Xiao Ran was an enemy or a friend.

He has always been mature, and when he meets the idol he has admired for many years, he can still hold his breath. He is just as respectful as other disciples treat Mr. Xiao Ran, but he doesn't try to cater to him.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, which covered most of his expression, otherwise others would have called him arrogant.

Of course Jing Fansheng wanted to stay here and live with Shi Shi.But who knew that Yan Xiaoran didn't give him any face in front of his son, and even tied him with a rope.

Xiao Ranjun just stood beside him without moving, not speaking.But the meaning was obvious—he wasn't allowed to stay here.But he is here, and he will not leave.

After being dragged by Jing Fansheng to talk for a while, Yan Linglong, who came with Eleven Company, ignored her and went to the backyard to practice swords on her own.

Jing Fansheng always thought that Shi Shi only knew how to forge weapons, and his daily life was too rigid, and he didn't have the style of his past at all. He was afraid that when he grew up, he would still be as confused as he is now.But now seeing his son practicing sword without looking back, he feels very lucky.

Looking at Eleven's appearance, it seems that he is not interested in Xiao Ranjun's beautiful little niece.This made Jing Fansheng's raised heart drop slightly.

Yan Linglong didn't follow this time, she blinked her big eyes and looked at Jing Fansheng curiously.In the past, her impression of this man was that he was sloppy and dishonest.Unexpectedly, a real person relies on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and if he changes his clothes, this person is like a different person.It was obviously an ordinary face without any characteristics, but one couldn't help but want to take a few more glances.

Yan Linglong looked up at him for a long time and asked, "Are you familiar with my uncle?"

Jing Fansheng smiled and said: "I'm not familiar with you, I just met, um, let me see..." He looked up and thought for a while, but he couldn't remember that it should be a few days ago when Liangyicheng met, so he simply said: "Just We've only known each other for a few days."

Yan Linglong had never seen such an inconspicuous person, and the little good impression she had just had of this person disappeared from the moment he spoke.

She snorted, put her hands on her chest, looked at him and said, "Are you really Shi Shi's biological father?"

"Linglong," Jing Fansheng didn't speak, but Yan Xiaoran stopped her in a low voice, "Don't be rude."

Jing Fansheng didn't mind, he laughed and said, "Yes, my name is Shiwu."

Yan Linglong was yelled at by her uncle. Although she was not fierce, she still showed a trace of aggrieved expression.

But she was quite sensible, knowing that it was really rude to ask such a question, so she didn't talk back to Yan Xiaoran.But a little girl of her age cares about face the most, and feels embarrassed when she is said in front of outsiders, but she can't vent her anger on her uncle, so she transfers all her dissatisfaction to Jing Fansheng, frowning Humming at him again, he turned and went to the backyard.

Jing Fansheng was even more puzzled now.

Yan Xiaoran said: "Linglong is too stubborn, she was not disciplined well when she was young, don't mind."

Jing Fansheng thought to himself, how can I argue with a little girl?However, according to the stereotype and sullenness of Wuliangjian people, this little girl seems to be really crooked.I don't know how Xiao Ranjun's facial paralysis brought out such a playful and cute little girl?

As he thought about it, he asked casually.

Yan Xiaoran actually thought about it seriously, and then said: "It may be that Linglong was raised by Uncle Yan's side all the time when she was a child, and the old man has to pamper her when she takes care of the children." At the end, he suddenly added: "What's more, she later I worship under Xiao Nan's seat."

It seems that he has also discovered the fact that Chu Xiaonan's temperament is indeed a little different from other people who came out of Wuliangjian.

Jing Fansheng was amused when he thought that Xiao Ranjun was actually teasing his junior brother when he said such expressionless words.

After staying here for a long time, he didn't say a few words to his son, and instead he was dismissed. Jing Fansheng felt that it was meaningless, so he had to cry with Eleven, and was brought back to Ling Juefeng by Yan Xiaoran.

Eleven didn't feel much about it.

When he was in Jedi Valley, he and Jing Fansheng were busy with each other, and it was not uncommon for them not to see each other for ten days and a half months.

Just arrived at Ling Jue Peak, before entering the house, Jing Fansheng's alcohol addiction broke out.

Yan Xiaoran said: "Alcohol is forbidden on Wuliang Mountain."

Jing Fansheng said casually: "Would there be no bars after prohibition? Mr. Xiao Ran rewarded me with a jar, and I'll go outside the mountain gate and drink before I come back."

Yan Xiaoran looked at him silently, motionless.

Jing Fansheng said again: "You don't have to be afraid of me running away, my son is still here, where can I run away?"

Yan Xiaoran had no choice but to say: "Since alcohol is prohibited, how can there be alcohol?"

Jing Fansheng was so angry that he vomited blood, so he had to hold his sleeve with one hand, and covered his head with the other hand and moaned, "Ah! Headache!"

Yan Xiaoran: "..."

Seeing that Mr. Xiao Ran was completely unmoved, Jing Fansheng had no choice but to refine his acting skills, pretending to be weak, with tears in his eyes, looked at him pitifully and said, "I'm not lying to you, it really hurts."

Yan Xiaoran's gaze became slightly hesitant.

Seeing the effect, Jing Fansheng immediately intensified, and quickly said: "My consciousness is damaged, and I get headaches every now and then. Only drinking can relieve it."

He wasn't lying.

In the first two years after he was injured, the situation was much more serious than now, and he wished to spend every day soaking himself in the wine tank.

But now...

Before Jing Fansheng had time to feel that he was witty, Yan Xiaoran had already placed his cool hand on his forehead.

In an instant, a cool and mellow spiritual power soaked into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Jing Fansheng closed his eyes comfortably.

The slightly cool breath was like a breeze blowing on his face, as if Mr. Xiao Ran did the same thing when he fell asleep last time.

What does it feel like to be in the spring breeze?Jing Fansheng felt that that was what he experienced now.

I don't know how long it has passed, until Yan Xiaoran's gentle voice rang from beside his ears: "Does it still hurt?"

Jing Fansheng opened his eyes, only to realize that the two were standing there, unknowingly getting very close.

Immediately, he stepped back a little unaccustomed.

But Yan Xiaoran's palm was still touching his forehead, and the skin was pressed together, exchanging heat with each other.

Jing Fansheng took a step back, and Yan Xiaoran took a step forward.He is taller, looking down at him slightly at the moment, and asked again: "Does it still hurt?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a handsome face, and accidentally met those black and white eyes, Jing Fansheng rarely lost his mind: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"En." Xiao Ranjun nodded, put down his hands and turned around to go back to the room.

Xu Shi couldn't see those dark eyes anymore, and the inexplicable and charming atmosphere disappeared without a trace when he turned around.

Jing Fansheng had no choice but to grab his sleeve in a hurry.

Even having to beg and beg others for a sip of wine, he thought to himself, never thought that I would have such a day, this is really a new thing.

In the end, Yan Xiaoran probably couldn't resist his begging with good words, so he agreed to take him down the mountain.

Only in the matter of how to go down the mountain, there was another small problem.

Xiao Ranjun has long had the ability to fly into the sky and capture the moon, so it is no problem to take him down the mountain.

But it was bearable to lift him down the cliff for such a short amount of time, if he dragged his clothes down the mountain, then who would be able to bear it.

Yan Xiaoran understood what he meant, and said that he could carry him down the mountain again.

The hug that Mr. Xiao Ran mentioned, no matter what kind of hug it is, just thinking about it will feel awkward.

A big man with arms and legs being carried around by others, Jing Fansheng is quite jealous of this scene.Although he is thick-skinned, he is not so thick.After thinking about it, he smiled and said, "Why don't you ask Mr. Xiao Ran to carry me down the mountain?"

Yan Xiaoran's eyes fell on him, and he nodded slowly, "Alright."

Jing Fansheng let out a chuckle, and jumped directly onto his back.The arms hooked the man's strong shoulders and neck, and the two legs automatically clamped around his strong waist.

No matter how you say this person is also his younger brother back then, there is nothing embarrassing about it.What's more, now that I am injured, if I walk to the foot of Wuliang Mountain with only two legs, I will already be addicted to alcohol on the way.