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

Yan Xiaoran passed out just like that, and Jing Fansheng, who was trapped, quickly turned his head to avoid bumping their faces together.But even so, the opponent's face still hit his shoulder blade, knocking Jing Fansheng painfully.

It took some effort to lift the man away, and re-examined him carefully up and down and found that there was nothing wrong with it. After the man was settled again, Jing Fansheng sat beside him in distress and started to worry.

Judging from the situation just now, Yan Xiaoran's current situation is really bad.

Don't talk about whether he can suppress his cultivation and avoid the thunder calamity, but just say that Yan Xiaoran is indeed possessed by a demon, it's really not easy to handle.

This person looked quite normal before, probably because he has mastered some skills to stabilize his emotions, and because his cultivation base is high enough to suppress one or two reasons.Now that Yan Xiaoran is injured, and it is an extremely difficult to recover from an injury like divine consciousness, it is reasonable that he cannot suppress the inner demons.

But what made Jing Fansheng feel headache was that the reason for Yan Xiaoran's demon attack this time was because of such a trivial thing as he cut his hand ten years ago.

……

Jing Fansheng couldn't help thinking: "If he knows that he actually hurt me more than once, what's the point?"

Fortunately, he has a relatively broad mind, and he didn't mean to care about or tell the other party before.Jing Fansheng couldn't help but praise him for his generosity.

But then again, why did the medium that made Yan Xiaoran obsessed have anything to do with him?In the past, even during the 20 years when the two lived alone in Dafenghuang Mountain or the years when Yan Xiaoran lived on Chongming Mountain, he never felt that this extremely handsome young man was such a special existence, at most he was just a It's just a junior brother with a good relationship.

But in these 15 years, when Yan Xiaoranzhen, the hero's halo gradually emerged, Jing Fansheng felt that there was something invisible, but the slightest thing that should be called fate brought the two of them together. tied together.

He used to think that this kind of fate was the eternal death between the two of them.

But now it seems that Yan Xiaoran's obsession with himself is too deep...

This feeling of tossing for hundreds of years before he realized that he might have picked up the wrong script, and the impact of the male protagonist's serious OOC made Jing Fansheng feel goosebumps all over his body.

Although Jing Fansheng has already pieced together the truth about Yan Xiaoran hurting himself, the male protagonist not only did not want to kill him, but was willing to "die for love" for him, which made him feel inexplicably relieved and gratified, but as a A straight man, he really can't accept this setting.

What's more, the world is complex and changeable, and he doesn't believe that any relationship will last forever.

And relying on others to live, especially in this world where he has dominated for hundreds of years, this is a completely unacceptable thing for Jing Fansheng...

Only halfway through thinking about this question, Jing Fansheng quickly shook his head, and quickly stopped himself from worrying about these small emotional matters.

He reached out and took the Jinghong Sword that had been left aside.Holding the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, he secretly channeled his spiritual power to try to pull the sword out, but after some hard work, the blade was still firmly stuck in the scabbard, motionless.

Since he recovered from his serious injury in 15 years, when he took out the Jinghong Sword again, he found that the sword was locked automatically at some point.No matter how he pulls it out, he can't pull it out.

A top-grade fairy sword that has not recognized its owner will be somewhat "tempered", and only destined people with matching attributes can pull it out.However, the fairy sword that has been pulled out and bound to human consciousness should not lock itself without the owner's instructions.What's more, this fairy sword is still bound to his own consciousness.

But at that time, thinking that this sword actually belonged to the real hero, he soon felt relieved and no longer struggled with it. After all, his situation at that time was not suitable for using a sword anymore.

It wasn't until Yan Xiaoran really pulled out the Jinghong Sword just now that Jing Fansheng was completely sure that his thoughts were correct.

Although the Jinghong Sword was accidentally pulled out and belonged to him because Yan Xiaoran's blood was stained on his hands back then, but as the author's destiny for the hero, how could it be just a simple one? Just a flying sword?

According to the urination of the guinea pig who raised meow and his preference for the male protagonist, if he guessed correctly, this sword is very likely to be an artifact handed down from ancient times.

It's just why the Jinghong Sword was willing to be used by him before, but it was suddenly locked automatically 15 years ago?And if it is a divine weapon, apart from the astonishing effect of the howl of the dragon when it is unsheathed, compared to other fairy swords, he does not see anything special about this sword...

Jing Fansheng closed his eyes and tried hard to recall the plot that had gone through countless times in his mind.

He had just seen the dungeon of the evil evil disaster opened, and the cannon fodder Jing Fan passed through after his death, and he had no idea what happened afterwards.The simple thing is that at that time the hero has grown and blackened, and most of the remaining plots should be mainly about describing the war between humans and demons.

Then the big pit before this, what the author didn't explain, is the process of the hero's blackening.

Thinking of this, Jing Fansheng's eyes suddenly brightened, and Huo Di opened his eyes——

Until he crossed over, the guinea pig who raised Meow had only said countless times that the Sun Moon Promise Sword is very special, but there was no plot to let readers experience the specialness of this sword.When he was reading novels and comments, he had seen people questioning this point. At that time, he thought it was because the author was not capable enough and could only use words to express the uniqueness of this sword.Thinking about it now, it's more like a big game of chess played by a guinea pig raising a meow!

Yan Xiaoran was bewitched and blackened 15 years ago, and this sword was almost locked at that time.

Jing Fansheng now feels that the real secret hidden in this sword should be awakened from the moment when the hero turned black—although the setting of this opportunity feels illogical and brain-dead, but after all, his body It also started to change after a serious injury 15 years ago.

And according to his experience in reading other comprehension novels, the secret is probably that there is a sword spirit hidden in this sword.

Perhaps in the original book, the male protagonist was seriously injured and knocked down to the small world, not only did he not die, but also broke through and returned, thanks to this sword.

If that's the case, maybe this sword can also help Yan Xiaoran control blackening and obsession.Thinking about how this kid passed out inexplicably just now, a glimmer of hope rose in Jing Fansheng's heart.

His mind relaxed a little, and he had an extremely strong urge to hang up the guinea pig that raised meows—why did you skip the process of upgrading the hero when you wrote this paragraph and explain it later ?Don't Ma Dan know that I am going to explode my head guessing the plot? !

After resting, Jing Fansheng stood up and randomly gathered the slightly torn robe on his chest, then returned to the pool of Jingpo, and took out the small alchemy furnace and began to refine the Qingxin pill.

Although if you are really possessed, even the top-grade Qingxin Dan may not be effective, but you can still take some to suppress it when you are free.He didn't want what happened to Yan Xiaoran when he lost control.

His trip to Luoshui Lake was not in vain.Not only was it confirmed that the big demon was still obediently locked in the demon refining tower and did not escape, but he also found such a large pool of water that is rare in the world.

Jing Fansheng had noticed hundreds of years earlier that if he acted together with the hero Yan Xiaoran, he would get good things.But if you go against Yan Yuan, not only will you get nothing, but you will easily cause a lot of trouble.

This is also the reason why he is willing to take Yan Xiaoran with him wherever he goes.

It's just that the time they left this time is a bit too long, and they don't know how the current situation is on the [-]th.

With Chu Yunguan around, he wasn't afraid that he would be bullied by those juniors at the Eleventh Meeting.What's more, those silly boys of Wuliangjian don't seem to have any evil intentions, and they should have bought a lot of people's hearts after the last battle.

It's just that Eleven's status is special after all.If there is Yan Xiaoran in Jing Fansheng, he is not afraid of what will happen.But now that Yan Xiaoran was stuck here with him, without the big tree like Mr. Xiao Ran, Jing Fansheng couldn't help becoming more worried.

Thinking of this, I couldn't be happier to see such a large pool of fine water scenery.

After refining the elixir, he couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and walked around the cave, trying to find out where the exit was.

But after walking a full circle around the water of the Essence Pool, there was nothing but a few smooth boulders.

Jing Fansheng resisted the urge to scratch his head, and was about to go to the zigzag-shaped passage to have a look again.

Unexpectedly, before he reached the entrance of the cave, a burst of extremely cold air suddenly forced him over.Jing Fansheng shuddered all over, and before he could react, he was hugged tightly from behind.

Two arms like steel bars firmly encircled him, carrying a trace of coldness and fragrance, Yan Xiaoran's no longer so gentle voice came from his head: "Where are you going?"

Jing Fansheng was in a bad mood, and subconsciously wanted to turn around to see if his eyes were still red.But helplessly, the other party hugged him too tightly, and his neck could not rotate 180 degrees.

So I had no choice but to say, "I'm just walking around looking for an exit, so let me go first! I'm almost out of breath!"

"...Exit?...Do you want to go out?" The surrounding temperature dropped a little in vain.

Although Jing Fansheng realized something was wrong, he couldn't think of anything wrong with "finding the exit", so he tried to slow down his tone and said: "Of course we have to go out, don't we have to stay here all the time, my son is still outside, uh ..."

The arms around him became tighter in vain, and the unspoken words were suddenly stuck in his chest, and now he was really out of breath.

Jing Fansheng wasn't exactly a good-tempered person, and he was furious at being locked up like this.But helplessly, Yan Xiaoran's current mental state is too unstable, and it is obviously extremely irrational behavior to go head-to-head with someone who may be demonized anytime, anywhere.

"Ahem... Do you feel uncomfortable again? Don't hug me like this, let me see you!"

"Do you want to see me?"

This time the voice rang directly next to his ear, he could feel that the other party's lips were not touching his own ear, Jing Fansheng was a little uncomfortable, but he knew that he should still be abnormal right now after hearing Yan Xiaoran's stupid question. Yes, so he had no choice but to continue to patiently say: "Yes, I want to see you, let me see you."

Yan Xiaoran let go of him as expected.

He just turned him around immediately, and the two stood very close to each other, but Jing Fansheng didn't notice this immediately.

He just carefully observed Yan Xiaoran's eyes, although those pupils were no longer frightening blood red, but no matter how you looked at them, they seemed to be glowing with a coquettish red light.

After adjusting Jing Fansheng's height, Yan Xiaoran put his hands around his waist again.After doing this, he honestly let Jing Fansheng look at him.

Jing Fansheng once again warned himself that the other party's mind is now unconscious and unable to control himself. He took out a freshly refined Qingxin Pill from his bosom, and pinched it between his two fingers just now. The elixir was contained in his mouth along with his two fingers.

The fingertips were swept by the slippery and warm tip of the tongue, which made Jing Fansheng shudder all over.

This trembling was a little unnatural.Jing Fansheng wanted to divert his attention in embarrassment, so he pretended to blame: "Did you say it was for you to eat? Are you not afraid that I will poison you to death?"

Yan Xiaoran, who was unconscious, raised the corners of his lips slightly.Although the range was very small, he was extremely handsome in the first place, so Jing Fansheng couldn't take his eyes off him.

Yan Xiaoran said: "It's Qingxin Pill. I remember the shape, size and taste of this elixir you refined."

As one of the few alchemy masters in the world, Jing Fansheng's pills naturally have strict and uniform standards from efficacy to appearance, but even so, in terms of appearance, the Qingxin pills refined by others seem to be similar to those produced by him. Almost the same……

Jing Fansheng thought this way, Yan Xiaoran had already freed one hand, and took out a small glass bottle from his Qiankun mustard bag like a treasure, and held it in front of the two people.

"what is this?"

"Of course it's the bottle of Qingxin Pill you refined for me last time."

His heart skipped a beat, but Jing Fansheng blurted out, "Then why didn't you eat—"

"I can not let it go."

Yan Xiaoran's hand on his waist suddenly became hot, and Jing Fansheng felt that the distance between them was a bit too close.He was so close that the other person's breath could be sprayed on his face smoothly, and the place where it was sprayed suddenly became very hot.

"Tick tock." Another drop of essence water fell into the pool, Jing Fansheng regained his composure, and suddenly thought of a more important matter.

They were poisoned 15 years ago.Judging from the fact that everyone in Chongming Mountain was killed by a sword, the other people should not have been sober at the time of the incident.

However, cultivators are not allowed to eat or drink, even on the day of the Chongming Festival, there is no such thing as a feast.Then their poisoning is mostly due to the poison in the tea brewed with spring water when they quoted scriptures and discussed Taoism in the evening.

He thought so because he also used that spring water to refine a bottle of Qingxin Pill for Yan Xiaoran, and Yan Xiaoran also suddenly felt something wrong after taking the pill for a week.

It's just that when he thought of this point ten years ago and went to Chongming Mountain to investigate the matter again, he found that there was nothing wrong with the spring water on the mountain.It's not that he didn't take into account that there are some special poisons in this world that are colorless, odorless and extremely volatile, and can dissipate completely after being dissolved in water for a few days.But after such a long time, there was nothing to check, and this clue was cut off.

But now Yan Xiaoran is holding a bottle of elixir that may have been refined from the problematic water - the poison may evaporate completely when dissolved in water, but if it is refined into an elixir, there will inevitably be toxic residues .

Jing Fansheng suddenly wanted to laugh, and he didn't restrain himself, so he just laughed.

"What's the matter with you?" Yan Xiaoran asked with a slightly stable mood.

Jing Fansheng continued to laugh and said, "I just found out that when I was with you, everything on the stall was really good."

In fact, Jing Fansheng has always liked to laugh.It's just that maybe he was angry in his heart, since the time when he was by the Luoshui Lake, this person has been acting weird.Now seeing his unhealthy but actually very happy smile again, Yan Xiaoran felt that her mood also improved a lot.

Until Jing Fansheng asked him for the bottle of medicine in his hand.

Jing Fansheng said: "Here, I practiced this just now, I will exchange it with you."

Yan Xiaoran tightly held the bottle in his hand and did not let go.

Jing Fansheng was a little speechless, it seemed that even though his expression had eased a lot, Yan Xiaoran was still abnormal at the moment.How could li xuanjun in the past do such a naive move, if he wanted it, he would have thrown it over.

He had no choice but to say patiently, "This is a new one. Replace the old bottle in your hand."

Yan Xiaoran's slender eyelashes trembled, still not very willing.

Jing Fansheng had no choice but to explain to him his guess that the bottle of elixir was poisonous.Originally, it was about Yan Xiaoran himself, he should have told the other party, but at the moment, Xiao Ranjun's reason seemed to be off the line, he was afraid that the other party would not understand or simply not realize the seriousness of the matter.

Unexpectedly, although Xiao Ranjun's behavior is not the same as usual, but the intelligence and organization he should have are still there.

"So you suspect that someone poisoned the Chongming Mountain?"

"Exactly."

Yan Xiaoran thought for a while, then lowered his eyelids to look at the glass bottle in his hand, and finally handed it to Jing Fansheng.

The bottle fell into his hand, but seeing the other party's still very reluctant appearance, Jing Fansheng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Especially when he thinks that in the past ten years or so, Yan Xiaoran has resisted taking this pill every time he is demonized because he will lose one if he eats one.

Although he returned to Wuliang Mountain, his elixir is indispensable as the suzerain.

But after all, it's different.

Jing Fansheng chuckled uncomfortably, and said, "How about this? I'll take all your medicines from now on. Is that all right?"

The slightly drooping pupils suddenly lifted up again, and the faded pupils became black again, Yan Xiaoran still had no expression, but said happily: "You said that."

"Well, I said it." Jing Fansheng raised the corners of his lips habitually.He hurriedly said again and again: "Hey hey hey, make sure to feed Mr. Xiao Ran until your face is flushed."

For some reason, Yan Xiaoran stared straight at him, and then became stunned.It seemed that he didn't understand what he said at all.

In the early years when he said some dirty jokes, Yan Yuan seldom understood them. He was not as good as Bai Yichen from the Wanxiang Temple in this aspect. Jing Fansheng was used to this, and he continued: "But We have to study and get out from here, we have been missing for a long time, we can't always stay here."

"Okay." Yan Xiaoran nodded slowly, "Jing Qi..."

"Ok?"

Yan Xiaoran said seriously: "Before I go out, can I hug you?"

"……What?"

Carefully observing Xiao Ranjun's expression, and confirming that the hug he said really meant hugging, Jing Fansheng was a little embarrassed because of his own wrong thinking.

If others say they want a hug, he will definitely go up and hug him without hesitation.But the one who made this request was Yan Xiaoran who had that kind of meaning for him, so Jing Fansheng hesitated a little.

Although he likes to flirt, he also knows the seriousness.Jing Fansheng subconsciously felt that he should just let go of Yan Xiaoran's thoughts and ideas.

But the young man's dark eyes were shining brightly, and he was looking at him with burning eyes full of hope, which made Jing Fansheng a little bit unbearable.

In fact, he is not a person who is easy to soften his heart.He just doesn't care about a lot of things and is used to muddling along, which makes people think that he has a good temper and is easy to talk.

But at this moment, he saw Yan Xiaoran's embarrassed and haggard look, and when he thought that Yan Xiaoran had a lot to do with him, he really softened his heart.

He thought that the two of them were so close now, Yan Xiaoran's hand was still on his waist, it was no different from a hug, so he simply nodded.

Yan Xiaoran's eyes really brightened up again.With a little effort in his arm, he brought Jing Fansheng into his arms.

The refreshing and cold fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, and the chests of the two hit each other, as if there was a loud "boom" from the heart.

The other party's blue hair brushed his cheeks, for some reason, Jing Fansheng felt a little itchy in his heart.

After hugging, Jing Fansheng found that his face was getting hot. He coughed a few times, and said uncomfortably: "Do you have any good containers for collecting liquids? I found a baby in this hole! "

Having said that, he couldn't help pointing excitedly at the big pool of water.

This place can't be kept, they probably won't come back if they leave this time, Jing Fansheng has always been a plucking style wherever he goes, so naturally he won't leave this kind of rare treasure here.

Yan Xiaoran didn't take out any container, but simply took off his Qiankun Mustard Seed Bag and handed it to him, and helped him tie the bag with his consciousness.

Holding a small cloth bag like a kit in his hand, Jing Fansheng's hands were still shaking.

All the belongings of Xiao Ranjun, the master craftsman... this is the most important rare treasure in the world, okay?

After more than ten years of being aggrieved and lacking resources, suddenly one day he was sitting on Baoshan, and Jing Fansheng didn't know how to use it for a while.

Many refining materials are also in liquid state, which really made Jing Fansheng find a lot of special empty containers that can be used to hold liquids.

Restrainedly throwing the bag of Qiankun mustard seeds back to Mr. Xiao Ran and rushing him to check the formation in the cave to find a way out, Jing Fansheng went to collect the spirit water with a somewhat dazed expression.

The water at the edge of the pool was too shallow, and there were too many bottles and cans. After filling it for a while, he felt that he couldn't use it, so Jing Fansheng simply waded into the deep water.

"There is no formation here." Yan Xiaoran turned around and came back, seeing that Jing Fansheng had reached the waist-deep pool, he couldn't help frowning and said: "Don't go to such a deep place."

Jing Fansheng was eager to take all the water here, so he said, "It's okay, this small pool is only this deep at most... Oh, fuck it!"

"Jing Qi!" Yan Xiaoran's eyes widened in vain.