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

Jing Fansheng sneered, and said: "Master Xing, you can't forget about my son's arrest so quickly. How dare you appear in front of me now?"

Xing Qingmo imitated his appearance and smiled, which made him look more like a fox: "I didn't catch that kid to lure you out, and besides, I didn't hurt him! Let the deity disfigure you once." What else is there to be unhappy about? See, my skin hasn't grown well yet!"

Naturally, the face that was blown to pieces by himself yesterday couldn't heal so quickly.Jing Fansheng was proud in his heart, but imitated Yan Xiaoran's appearance, with a cold expression on his face.

"Speaking of which, you haven't answered me yet. Did you really find out that I was acting for me that time?"

Jing Fansheng sneered at the fact that Xing Qingmo changed his ways to find out whether he was really injured.But now others are acting so peacefully because they are afraid that he will team up with Xiao Ranjun. Once someone finds out that he is seriously injured... I don't know if the situation will be under control at that time.

What's more, the matter of his cultivation is indeed a flaw, and it may not be possible to hide it after a long time.Jing Fansheng couldn't help turning his eyes to Yan Xiaoran.

He thought to himself: Yan Yuan seemed to say that he could help him restore his sea of ​​consciousness.It's just that at that time, the sperm was in my head, and I didn't take it to my heart.Now that I think about it, this matter has to be put on the agenda.

Yan Xiaoran gave him a reassuring look, and the two continued to walk forward as if no one else was there.

"Hey, Jing Fansheng!" Xing Qingmo stopped him cheekily again, "Let's chat alone when we have time, I... have something to ask you."

Yan Xiaoran automatically stood in front of Jing Fansheng, and the surrounding temperature dropped a little, it was obvious that he didn't want to.

Jing Fansheng gently grabbed Yan Xiaoran's sleeve, and said with a chuckle: "You saw it too, my wife doesn't want me to listen to your questions."

Xing Qingmo sneered, and was about to speak when suddenly——

"Fansheng."

"Brother Fansheng."

Two voices came from a man and a woman, Jing Fansheng turned around stiffly, and sure enough, he saw Bai Yichen holding a Zen stick in his hand and Qin Fengyun holding the hem of his skirt walking towards this side.

"Brother Fansheng, where did you go yesterday?" As soon as she saw him, Qin Fengyun ran over and hugged his arm very affectionately, "Hey! What's wrong with your neck?"

When she called Bai Yichen, she naturally noticed the mark on Jing Fansheng's neck.But he only took one look, then lowered his eyes and didn't look again.

Jing Fansheng's face was so rare that he couldn't hold it anymore, he replied vaguely, "It was just bitten."

Xing Qingmo next to him sneered, and simply opened the fan and fanned it leisurely.

Yan Xiaoran stood beside him without speaking, his face that was originally expressionless now gave people a feeling of ice-coldness.

"Xiao Ranjun." Bai Yichen greeted him after reciting the Buddha's name slightly.

"Elder Yichen." Yan Xiaoran returned the salute equally well.

Qin Fengyun on the other end was still saying: "What dares to bite you? Is it serious? Do you want some medicine?"

Although Qin Fengyun is not young anymore, Jing Fansheng always thinks that she is still a little girl.Even he would feel embarrassed to be asked such a question by an uncivilized little girl who didn't understand anything.

Jing Fansheng looked up at the sky: "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it. By the way, how many times have I told you, don't call me brother, you're inferior, call me uncle."

Cultivators don't have any inherent seniority, but since Jing Fansheng and Qin Rong are good brothers, Qin Fengyun naturally wants to call him uncle.

It's a pity that Qin Fengyun didn't seem to care about this, she still held Jing Fansheng's arm, and said in a slightly coquettish tone: "I don't! When I was in Jedi Valley, you would be happy to hear my name."

Originally, it was only a slight drop in temperature around, but now it has turned into a bone-chilling chill in most of the stands.At this time, many monks had already rushed to the stands, and many people cast their gazes from a distance for the vainly lowered temperature on their side.

Jing Fansheng was in a bad mood, he tried to pull his arm out, and said, "Jing nonsense, I didn't correct you when I was in Jedi Valley?"

"That's not because of my father..." Qin Fengyun pouted and stomped her feet, then said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Fortunately, we are outside now!"

At this moment, one arm was held by Qin Fengyun, and the other hand had to hold Yan Xiaoran, Jing Fansheng thought a little weakly: Should he find a chance to have a good talk with Qin Fengyun?

Although he can't control himself, he loves to laugh and flirt, but he is usually very measured.Because he was afraid from the bottom of his heart that he would have to be responsible if he went too far, so although Jing Fansheng was born with a dissolute personality willing to join in the fun, he treated everyone with aloofness.

But Qin Rong and Qin Fengyun are still very different from others for him.

They saved his life, took him in, and helped him look after and teach Shi Yi. To Jing Fansheng, Qin's father and daughter are not only his saviors, but also family members.

So no matter what, he didn't want to hurt Qin Fengyun...

As he was thinking this way, he suddenly saw a group of people rushing towards him in a hurry. The leader was a beautiful woman in a dark blue gauze with wide sleeves, followed by several people in Xiaoxiang palace blue. An inner disciple in black uniform.

What caught people's attention was that those disciples were chasing the woman while shouting: "Senior Sister! The Palace Master said you can't go out!"

Jing Fansheng suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

When Xing Range fell to the ground, the sleeves of the wide-sleeved gauze robe fluttered, and she almost instantly saw Jing Fansheng surrounded by many people, walking straight towards him.

Her gaze first fell directly on the hand of the young girl in light yellow clothes, and then turned to Jing Fansheng's face, the bright and pretty face instantly turned gloomy.

Xing Range almost gritted his teeth and said: "Jing Fansheng! Why did you appear here? Your clothes? And your sword..."

Jing Fansheng tried to pull his arm out of Qin Fengyun's hand again, but failed, so he could only say with a smile: "It's a coincidence, it's all a coincidence. By the way, Miss Xing, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

For this girl who used to have no special feelings except for precautions, but later he found out that she was deeply in love with her, Jing Fansheng subconsciously couldn't deal with it casually like before, without distraction at all.

But his appearance caused Qin Fengyun beside him to snort heavily.

Xing Range's face paled a little, but when she saw Jing Fansheng's Jinghong sword hanging on Xiao Ranjun's waist, and Jing Fansheng holding one hand, her mood turned bad again.

"You...you, him, and her, what's going on? How can you be worthy of me like this! "

Jing Fansheng still remembered the sad and weeping look of Fairy Range outside Youzhou that day, so even though the other party's tone was savage and rude, Jing Fansheng couldn't be ruthless towards her.

"Hey! Who are you!" He didn't open his mouth, but Qin Fengyun couldn't listen anymore, "My brother Fansheng has nothing to say sorry to you!"

Even Yan Xiaoran frowned in a rare way.

The surrounding monks have inadvertently gathered more and more.

Jing Fansheng was so quarreled that one head and two big, at this time Xing Range suddenly sneered: "Brother Fansheng? Heh, I am your fiancée who has never been married. Do you think he is doing me justice by hugging left and right like this? !"

"You! You, you talk nonsense!" Qin Fengyun was obviously taken aback by this incident.

Xing Range said: "Are you going to ask your brother Fansheng yourself? But I'm afraid, you don't have this chance!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the fairy sword worn on her waist was unsheathed in vain, and rushed towards Qin Fengyun's direction.

No one present at the scene expected that the dye song fairy, who is well-known and high-status in the entire cultivation world, would suddenly attack a little girl whose cultivation base was far inferior to hers. Jing Fansheng, who was closest to her, was startled, and subconsciously He made a move to block the sword's attack, but before he could touch the sword, the surrounding temperature dropped again in vain, Yan Xiaoran next to him took a step forward, and knocked the flying sword away with a wave of his sleeve .

Now Jing Fansheng had even more headaches.

Yan Xiaoran was obviously angry.Otherwise, even if Xiao Ranjun, who has always been polite and self-cultivated, would never hit a female cultivator's sword on the ground in public, even if he didn't want him to make a move.

But among the two female cultivators today, one saved his life and took good care of him for many years, and the other insisted on believing in him and perseveringly looking for him for many years. In the stands surrounded by so many people, Jing Fansheng really couldn't bear to say a word Even if it's just the words that might hurt them.

Most of the time, Jing Fansheng can do things without hesitation and don't care about the consequences, but when it comes to beautiful girls, he can't help being extra considerate of them.Although this habit seems to be quite indecisive.

Jing Fansheng couldn't help looking at Yan Xiaoran, hoping that he could understand his thoughts - anyway, being surrounded by beautiful girls for a while will not lose a piece of meat.He will explain clearly to them one by one when there is no one in private.

But this time Yan Xiaoran stood there with a straight face and lowered eyes, but he didn't look at him at all.

"Range, what are you doing?" Xing Qingmo, who didn't expect Xing Range to attack suddenly, was also taken aback, and he hurried forward to stop his sister.

Xing Range didn't reply, and she didn't recall Feijian even after being knocked down on the ground. She just said unwillingly and aggrievedly: "Jing Fansheng, I just want to ask you a question, are you just with this woman and double cultivating together? Have children?"

"...Of course not." Jing Fansheng suddenly felt that the opportunity had come.

He has always been thinking about how to find an appropriate time to explain this misunderstanding clearly.He doesn't care what he does, but although cultivators don't pay much attention to ordinary desires and fame, and many people will go around looking for Taoist companions with similar attributes to double cultivate together in order to improve their cultivation, but he doesn't want Qin Fengyun to be a good little girl. Girl, the reputation is in his hands like this.

What's more...he didn't want Yan Xiaoran to be so wronged any longer.

Jing Fansheng became serious: "Although I don't know where these rumors come from, Miss Qin and I are indeed innocent."

Yan Xiaoran finally looked up at him again.His expression was full of tension and anticipation that he didn't even realize.

Qin Fengyun was slightly stunned, and even slightly let go of the hand holding him.

Xing Range snorted coldly at Qin Fengyun, and a smile appeared on his face again.It's just that what Jing Fansheng said later made her unable to laugh no matter what.

"But Eleven is indeed my son, his own. And as you can see," Jing Fansheng suddenly grabbed Yan Xiaoran's hand hidden in his sleeve, and said with a smile: "This is his other father."

"Father?" The crisp voice unique to teenagers sounded in vain, and as soon as Eleven and a group of teenagers of the same age followed Chu Xiaonanfu to the stands, they heard Jing Fansheng say this.