Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

Guan Heng is quite confident in his abilities.

However, when he stood on the hillside behind the academy, looking at the blue and luxuriant flowers in front of him, the strange butterfly orchids that were blowing in the wind and waves, he still felt troubled from the bottom of his heart.

The leaves in front of me were dark blue like ink, and the edges of the long stems shone with dark streamers. Large patches of black orchid clustered together, spraying mist to the sky, and the entire mountain area was covered by gray mist.

This is not the standard species that Guan Heng learned from the "Picture Book".

Probably it is a new product cultivated by the Central Academy after years of breeding and nurturing with many elixir.

Guan Heng squatted down and tentatively pulled out an orchid from the ground. The molan grass leaves trembled, suddenly emitting a puff of gray smoke, and the long black leaves were as sharp as a whip, pulling them toward Guan Heng's face.

Was knocked out by the teenager "slapped".

The sly butterfly orchid, which occupies the word "sly" in its name, is originally known for being born of illusion and being strange and strange.

At the turn of day and night, the spiritual plant that has entered the product has a probability of incarnation of illusions, intimidating passers-by. It is said that people's fear is the most delicious organic fertilizer for this special flower.

At the end of the famous ghost story on the mainland, as long as it is a ghost made by a sly butterfly orchid, 70% of the bear children can be persuaded.

The orchids cultivated by the Central Academy are even more peculiar, with stronger spiritual power, more brittle branches, and strange smiley patterns appear at the end of the leaves. The medicine power dissipates several times faster when it is taken off. It must be picked by a person Holding it in both hands, he used his profound strength to accumulate a stick of incense for the time until the broken branches were condensed.

Wu Cong was really uneasy and kind.

Guan Heng roughly calculated it, and with the normal picking procedures, he would be able to pick at most 400 plants after seven days.

If he uses his unique chaotic backfeeding power to speed up the healing of the broken branches, he will be able to pick just one thousand plants in seven days.

The premise is that he is directly rooted in the back mountain, sullen and sleepless... Eh, that's wrong, the power of this Lingzhi will be doubled at night, and the number of picking will be halved.

It's really troublesome.

Apart from the problem of picking Lingzhi, Guan Heng still has another vague premonition lingering in his mind.

It’s not just as simple as weeding, he thought, Wu Cong must have something to follow...

Can't imagine, the boy simply sat on the ground, folded his two slender legs, picked up a sly butterfly orchid, and gently kneaded the dark blue stretched soft leaves.

Suddenly, there was a very slight tingling pain in the fingertips.

Guan Heng was taken aback.

He tilted his head slightly, uprooted the strange butterfly orchid in his hand, and held it to the sun in front of him.

Behind the blade of grass, there is a small insect attached very inconspicuously, with a small head and a broad back and abdomen. It is sneaking out the slender and hideous mouthparts and piercing it into his fingertips.

"Well!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the chest, as if a cold current was drawn from the heart.

Guan Heng slammed his chest, his fingers tightened!

On the soft fingertips, the tiny wound pierced by the bug did not bleed, but a very thin, very thick gray thread dripped out, sticking like a spider web, pulled out by the bug, and swallowed into the mouth.

The pain came quickly and went faster. As the gray thread was gradually pulled out, a special refreshing feeling struck Guan Heng's mind.

It seems that after the early rain in the morning, inhaling the first fresh breath of green grass, the fragrance of falling flowers is tangy, and the whole person becomes energetic.

"…strange."

The handsome eyebrows of the young man gradually frowned.

He felt a very special profound energy fluctuation from the little insect, the unusual attributes such as gold, wood, water, fire, etc. He had never seen it before, but it was different from the chaos he had cultivated.

But... When did he get so much gray energy in his body?

Why doesn't he feel at all?

Could this be Wu Cong's method of poisoning himself unknowingly?

Guan Heng was puzzled, the bug had already sucked out all the gray gas. It was still greedy and salivating, striding on its tiny limbs, and tapping its mouthparts again and again.

It sniffed for a long time, failed to smell the other grey air, and finally shrugged its head in disappointment, turned around and aimed at Guan Heng with its buttocks, the carapace on its back opened, and hula la flew away.

Guan Heng pinched his fingertips, looking at the direction the bug flew away, and pondered for a long time.

"No," the boy murmured to himself, "I have to go back and check the situation first."

…

In the corner of the college, in the quiet small courtyard, Xie Ziyou walked in distressed steps, walking round and round in the garden.

The wind is gentle, the green leaves are floating, and the bright sunshine falls into the young boy's eyes, reflecting the thousands of melancholy hidden deep in the pupils.

"No, I can't stay." Xie Ziyou murmured, "I have to leave this world..."

His heart is not stone.

In front of Guan Heng's eager and affectionate smile, he could hear the uncontrollable "plop" in his chest, so clear, almost deafening.

Self-deception cannot be concealed, Xie Ziyou clearly realizes that it is a heartbeat voice.

And that kind of throbbing in his heart continued to expand, rampant, eroding all the sites step by step, and the dam that he was trying to maintain was already riddled with holes and crumbling.

No matter how long he stays, he is afraid that he will sink too deep and it will be difficult to break free.

The bee transformed by the system flew back and forth in mid-air, and finally stopped gently on the smooth black black hair of the young man. It looked at Xie Ziyou's tight red lips and the luster in his eyes, and it became clear in his heart.

It followed Xie Ziyou's words and said: "Yes, you travel, if this is your decision, I support you."

"Continuous interruption, let me suffer the chaos—Should I immediately arrange to leave?"

"Etc., etc!"

Xie Ziyou suddenly raised his white palms and patted the buzzing bees to the side.

"...Don't worry, you let me think about it again." He hesitated.

The young man pressed his mouth tightly, walked a few times in awe, and then found a bluestone by the water and sat down with his jade hand supporting his chin, staring at the water in despair.

The pool is clear, with almost visible bottom, among which there are floating grass swimming, playing with fish and wagging their tails. It is very happy to play one after another like sadness.

Xie Ziyou was frustrated, and he was very upset at the dull look of the fish, so he stuck out a slender white finger, submerged it in the water, and poke at the fish in secret.

The fish lived in a small courtyard with a gloomy spirit all the year round, and had a bit of aura. At this time, he didn't hide. Instead, he shook his head and moved forward, with his small mouth touching the belly of Xie Ziyou's fingers.

It splits with one touch, delicate and slightly cool.

It is reminiscent of the dragonfly kiss in the cave where I think about the cliff.

Xie Ziyou: "..."

So annoying!

"Miss!"

Suddenly a slightly anxious cry came from outside the courtyard.

The wooden door was opened, and the elegant and beautiful maid walked quickly to Xie Ziyou, her delicate cheeks reddened with anger, her black eyes twinkling.

She walked eagerly, but her eyes moved down slightly, avoiding Xie Ziyou's gaze, seemingly a little guilty.

"I heard... the kid who was retired by the lady came to the college."

You Qin bowed her head slightly, leaning over to salute Xie Ziyou, her black hair hanging down, her flawless white skirt was blowing in the breeze, and she outlined her slender waistline.

Xie Ziyou was a little surprised: "Where did you know?"

"It's all spreading outside," You Qin lowered her voice and said angrily, "Miss, we know that kid's foundation-two years ago, he couldn't even break through the barriers of heaven and man. Where is the amazing talent?"

Being able to cultivate to the fifth level in just two years, Xie Ziyou was not so perverted back then.

You Qin didn't want to admit that she was a toad/fat, and she would be a more powerful genius than her lady.

"I'm afraid it really has cultivated some evil poison magic skills!"

The woman raised her head quickly, her eyes cold, and her expression determined.

Magic?

Xie Ziyou stunned: "Is this also from outside?"

"Yes, miss, don't you know?"

"..."

I really don't know.

Youqin's angry look didn't seem to be fake.

Xie Ziyou blinked her beautiful peachy eyes, her slender willow eyebrows gradually wrinkled, the end of her eyes raised a subtle arc, her thin lips pressed lightly, full of doubt.

He waved his hand to signal Youqin to retreat, and then the big thorn stab paralyzed on the bluestone, supporting his cheek with his hand.

There was a hint of joy and a hint of luck in my heart.

The fish in the water immediately pleasing to the eye.

Xie Ziyou looked at his exquisite reflection in the clear lake water, tried to suppress his leaping heart, lowered his unconscious eyebrows, and barely maintained a calm tone.

"Unfortunately, looking like this, we can't leave for a while, we have to help the protagonist to deal with this matter."

"You said it's such a coincidence, Guan Heng just stepped into the gate of the college this morning, and now this thing is known to everyone in the world?"

The fact that Guan Heng joined the Central Academy, even he and Wu Cong just learned this morning, how could it spread to the Academy in such a short period of time, and even to the ears of his maid who had always lived deeply?

"Yes, what a coincidence."

The system also sighed: "For someone who doesn't want to leave at all, someone will give a pillow right after they doze off. Is there anything better than this in the world?"

"...Well, bullshit!"

Xie Ziyou's cheeks instantly blushed, and he jumped up from the blue stone.

"I don't want to care about Guan Heng's business!"

"I just can't bear that "Heaven Devouring" has been passed down as a magical skill, okay? It's simply ruining my reputation-that is a magical skill that I carefully selected and tailored for the protagonist!

"All right," the system said helplessly, "youyou, I just barely think that you are telling the truth, if you can speak more firmly and confidently."

"...Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Xie Ziyou turned his head, angrily avoided the system's sight, turned and walked quickly outside the courtyard.

The pace is brisk, and the heart is jumping for joy.

Even the breath in the air seemed to be much fresher, quiet bamboo rustling, green leaves like jade.

Feeling the rapid pulsation of the heart in his chest, Xie Ziyou frowned in distress while facing the breeze while accelerating under his feet.

…Clearly and rationally told him that he should leave immediately.

But the physical reaction of the body was so straightforward. When he thought of an excuse to drag him for a while, when he thought of a reason to see Guan Heng immediately, the peachy mind that had been reluctantly suppressed before suddenly swelled, and it took all of his mind in an instant.

He overestimated his control over feelings.

Also underestimated Guan Heng's influence on him.

But... is this really good?

The boy leaped lightly between the eaves, but a trace of confusion flashed through the depths of his beautiful ice-blue eyes.

The author has something to say: Xie Ziyou: I want to go

System: No, you don't want to

Xie Ziyou: I really want to go

System: No, you really don’t want to

Xie Ziyou:...

System: Good, Guan Heng is in trouble, is Meijiu hero upset?

Xie Ziyou: ...Humph. You are so annoying.