Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

"Leave, leave the family?"

"I heard it right?!"

The cool breeze was blowing, and the air gradually filled with moisture. A group of people sat on the ground, looking at each other, all staring at the young man in the center with stunned eyes.

The sun is obviously not as hot as before, but it makes people sweat for no reason.

There was a thought in everyone's mind-it was ridiculous.

Looking at people's incredible expressions, Guan Heng nodded clearly and shook his head.

"Look," the young man raised his index finger, followed the people sitting around one by one, and sighed, "Why are you not ruthless enough?"

"Let you go to the wilderness to practice, you push three and four; let you fight with the profound beasts, you also have a hundred excuses to refute. The family has given you excessive protection, and the Central Academy is also a large greenhouse. You are all flowers in the greenhouse-want me Say, you are too lack of a sense of crisis."

Someone sullen their heads, nestled behind the crowd and protested in a low voice: "We don't! Our admission test is also held in Luoling..."

Guan Heng interrupted him: "But that is under the full guardianship of the seventh-order examiner!"

"Other than that, the same is true when you practice on your own? The family sends a strong man to follow far behind to prevent you from encountering a real deadly danger-is that really a kind of experience?"

Guan Heng's eyes drooped slightly, everyone was sitting, only he stood straight, his gaze flowed naturally from a high place, a condescending aura shook everyone's hearts slightly.

A few teenagers deliberately retorted, but after looking around for a while, they hesitated to swallow the excuse.

There is the precedent of the previous person, they are thinking hard, and they are not sure for a while.

When I was practicing alone, did my family send someone to follow?

"I can prove it to you."

Guan Heng's tone was softened again, and the tone was insignificantly inducing, and he said frankly: "Think about it, are the students from the academy who came from the poor, are they generally talented to be on the front line?"

The Central Academy recruits geniuses from all over the mainland. Although there is no distinction between high and low, it is difficult for the poor to provide all the resources for cultivation, so 90% of the students in the courtyard are still rich or expensive.

The onlookers were first stunned by him, used stories to break their warnings, and were shocked by the coercion of the high-level cultivators. At this time, their heads were dizzy. After thinking for a long time, they suddenly found out in amazement: It seems a bit reasonable?

On the eaves, Xie Ziyou also opened his eyes in surprise, and his little head suddenly lifted up half of it. The branches above his head were swayed, and the branches and leaves were rustling, falling into a dark green.

"Is what he said is true?" Xie Ziyou secretly rubbed the system, "I am more talented than these family members?"

The system sighed helplessly: "Youyou, you also listen to his nonsense?"

If you want to round the top combat power, the poor family can't match the family machine after all.

But in a big college, the top students are only a few, and more students are part of the general public. In this part, students from poor backgrounds have an almost overwhelming advantage.

Because most of this group of students were forced into the Central Academy by the family, many people swallowed a lot of pills and herbs from their childhood, or were forced to stimulate their potential by secret methods at home. Although they are young and their cultivation bases are not low, their development potential is over-consuming, and their momentum fades as soon as they enter the hospital.

And the students from the poor family have almost never taken a panacea. After entering the academy, they can get the resources bestowed by the academy, and of course they can make the most of those medicinal powers.

"In addition to this, the'survivor effect' must be added. Children of aristocratic families with lower qualifications can be forcibly promoted and enter the Central Academy; and those of the poor who can enter the Central Academy have extraordinary talents-those with ordinary qualifications have long ago. It was screened out during the assessment."

"These students can't see the blood and tears of the poor people who have been screened out. They just look at the same people around them, so they can come to the conclusion that'the poor people are generally better than the children of the world.'

After listening to the systematic explanation, Xie Ziyou nodded suddenly.

He understood the ‘survivor effect’, but for a while, he didn’t think in that direction.

This Guan Heng... really amazing.

Xie Ziyou raised her head slightly, her beautiful peach blossom eyes gleamed lightly, her slender figure leaned on the eaves, and her fairy skirt outlined the waistline of a full grip, like long black hair falling on the glazed tiles, like spreading silk and satin. The breeze blows gently, exuding an elegant arc.

I have seen various protagonists show off their powers, but this time, Xie Ziyou was a little proud.

He raised his calf and looked at the smile Guan Heng Zhizhu was holding from a distance. The corners of his mouth could not help but quietly rise, and the sun fell in his heart, sweet as honey.

The heart began to be unwilling again, pounding wildly.

really like…

At this moment, Guan Heng suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction where Xie Ziyou was lying!

Xie Ziyou trembled all over, hurriedly leaned over and lowered his head, his profound strength lost control for a while, and his heel kicked on the glazed tile—

"Wow!"

Two brown tiles were crushed by his foot and crashed to the ground.

so close!

Xie Ziyou lay tightly on the eaves, pretending to be a group of ridge beasts.

After a long time, he carefully retracted his calf, and his white right hand was climbing the eaves, tentatively raising his head—

Suddenly crashed into a pair of bright and bright eyes like obsidian.

Guan Heng has been looking in this direction.

Seeing Xie Ziyou's probe, his lips smiled instantly, his brows and eyes curved out, his thin lips slightly opened, and he made a light mouth shape.

"Youyou."

A breath of heat seemed to spit out against Xie Ziyou's ears, immediately numb his scalp, his ears were dripping with blood, and the white cheeks showed a few blushes, as if Caixia cast a soft light.

The red-faced Xie Ziyou can't stay at the top of the wall.

He immediately called out the crystal blue profound energy, the ice ling hovered all over his body, the white skirt fluttered, wrapped in the breeze and jumped for several meters, and fleeing towards his courtyard.

While escaping, Xie Ziyou complained to the system: "What is that guy doing."

"So many people around them still call my name-they don't give me any face."

The system sighed I don't know how many breaths today.

"Youyou, your face was lost as long as you were full of idiots, smiled silly, and drooled while supporting your chin."

"Hu, nonsense!"

Xie Ziyou's face was red, and he pulled up his sleeves in a panic: "How can I drool looking at Guan Heng?!"

"Then what do you wipe your mouth with your sleeve?"

"...Is my mouth itchy?"

The system is dumbfounding.

"All right, Youyou," it whispered, "just you are happy...Huh?"

The bee hovered in mid-air for a moment, then quickly turned around, and the boy who suddenly changed direction in front flew to the west together.

"Youyou, where are you going?"

Didn’t you say you want to return to the hospital?

"...No, don't go back yet."

Xie Ziyou hurried in the air, tapping his toes on the raised eaves from time to time, and the flying fairy skirt was full of brilliance when he jumped up.

There are tiny ice ridges suspended all over him, crystal clear, and glittering in the sun, echoing with the pure and smart eyes of the boy's ice blue, making his skin white as condensed fat.

"Let's go to the back mountain-there are a thousand sly orchids."

Xie Ziyou's light and fluttering voice floated in the wind, and the youth's unique voice was crisp and ethereal, like flying jade splashing, and beads falling on a jade plate.

and…

Xie Ziyou moved the small abacus lightly in his heart.

Looking at the dazzling mountain range from a distance, Xie Ziyou's eager smile appeared in Xie Ziyou's mind. His nose was high, his eyes were deep, and his eyebrows were sharp like a knife. Distracted by the soft gaze, it turned into the warm sun of March.

The corners of his mouth rose again involuntarily, and he reacted swiftly. He didn't want to be teased by the system anymore, so he coughed eloquently.

Guan Heng, Guan Heng, you are really a talent to come up with such a way to resolve rumors.

But Wu Cong's power in the academy is too great for you to imagine.

It's a mere story, a bit of flicker... but it's a bit unsound.

In that case, it is better to let me, the famous "Xie Fairy", help you!

…

Of course Guan Heng caught that clear figure.

Seeing Xie Ziyou's fast fleeing appearance, Guan Heng was taken aback, slightly annoyed.

He should pretend that he didn't see it, the young man thought in frustration, he scared You You away again.

If you are not in jail and have a lot of trouble, maybe you can catch up and show your heart...

As he was thinking, Guan Heng suddenly caught his side with his ears, and a young man tilted his head to whisper to his companion.

The man said dejectedly: "It was a waste of a long time-this guy's cultivation method is completely inappropriate for us!"

"Yes, yes," the other person felt the same, and nodded frequently, "I think it's better to forget it, I don't want those that are not, let's withdraw."

"Wait a minute!"

Guan Heng suddenly turned his head and smiled slightly.

He deliberately used exaggerated remarks to stimulate the rebelliousness of these melon-eating people, which is precisely paving the way for this step.

He frankly said: "I know, I have said so much, everyone may be more confused in their hearts. Don't worry, even if you don't leave the family, you can always go out for experience?"

There are even more bizarre remarks of "leaving the family" before. When Guan Heng takes a half step back, these people will find that the second item, "going out for experience", has become less difficult to accept.

And it's easy to be convincing, allowing him to successfully bring up the wrong topic.

At least for now, the core of these students' disputes is no longer whether Guan Heng has practiced magic skills, but how to progress quickly like him.

But some people were still reluctant to accept, and complained: "You speak lightly!"

Guan Heng pressed his hands down, and said calmly, "Everyone, stay calm."

He touched his hands in his arms, suddenly conjured up two books.

The surface of the book is very simple, the spine is densely strung with brown threads, the surface is very smooth, and the edges are curled with corners, which are obviously often touched and read by people.

The young man rolled the book in his hand and tapped his palm lightly, his narrow eyes were slightly narrowed, the light in the eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth rose, evoking a sly arc.

The third step to solve the people who eat melons-pull people into the water, cover the old problems with new problems, and provide visible solutions to new problems!

"This "Encyclopedia of Spiritual Plants and Profound Beasts" is my experience of living alone in Luoling for two years, using my wounds, countless blood, and a little bit of accumulated wilderness practice."

"After reading this book thoroughly, anyone's survivability will increase by at least 50% when going out to practice, and will never miss any wild spiritual plants!"

Guan Heng grasped the booklet, raised three fingers, and said with confidence: "It contains 100 tips on hunting in the forest, fifty tips for identifying mysterious beasts and spiritual plants, and three compulsory lessons for the cultivator to survive in the wild..."

He was eloquent, and he heard that all the students next to him opened their mouths in amazement, their eyes gathered on the small volume in Guan Heng's hands, his eyes were bright and he was about to move, and his attention was better than Guan Heng's previous storytelling. Time concentrated several times.

The breeze swept through, and the thin pages of the book trembled slightly in the wind.

The hearts of the students were also mentioned to the apex of their hearts, swaying in the wind along with the pages of the book, trembling non-stop.

Zhao Youcai took the lead in breaking the tranquility.

The young man grinned, probed his hand towards Guan Heng's book, and yelled as he threw: "Brother! You are my brother! Let me see this book—"

Not getting close to Guan Heng's body by half a foot, someone rushed forward and squeezed the boy aside: "Get out, let me see, let me see first!"

"I want to watch too! I pay, I pay a hundred taels of gold!"

"Fuck you! It's all a cultivator, who cares about that little gold and silver-I'll pay a thousand taels!"

"Get out of the way, I'm Wu Zhengying! Do you know who my father is? Do you know who my brother is?!"

"Wait a moment, wait a moment." Guan Heng chuckled, his steps changed, and an afterimage swept away.

The crowds could only catch a corner of his clothes, and when he looked intently, the boy had already stepped a few meters away.

Under the blue sky, the young man stood tall, handsome and innocent.

The slender fingers touched the booklet lightly, and the fingertips shook slightly, and the booklet spun like a jade plate, and the wind swept across the pages of the book, rustling like colorful fallen leaves.

"This is my many years of hard work, and it's the experience I gained in exchange for wanting life." Guan Heng said lightly.

"Now in the academy, everyone is the same door; out of this academy, everyone is friends-I Guan Heng likes friends."

"So I don't need any gold or silver. I am willing to share these experiences with everyone."

He spoke sincerely, and a group of people immediately clapped and applauded.

Upon seeing this, Guan Heng's smile became brighter.

But after a while, he seemed to think of something suddenly, showing a slightly distressed expression.

"There are so many of us, but there is only one book, so there must be a first-come-first-served order."

Immediately someone shouted: "If you fight a fight, whoever wins will see first!"

"Not good." Guan Heng shook his head, "Fighting in the academy hurts classmates' harmony."

"Well, I heard that the sly butterfly orchid in Houshan has matured, so why don't you... pick the sly butterfly orchid."

"Pick a hundred plants first, and if you bring it to me, you have the right to read this book first."

In the bright sunshine, the bright-eyed young man held a book in his hand, smiled and squinted his eyes, living like a little fox who had only stolen the fish.

The author has something to say: It's a million, so happy, it's time to realize your dreams!

Since four years ago, I wanted to write an article. I came to Jinjiang to review and approve-rejected-rewrite-review and approve an infinite cycle. Hundreds of thousands of manuscripts were scrapped. During this period, I wanted to give up several times. I've gotten it all down, and I can be regarded as catching the tail of my dream? (laugh)

So all efforts will be rewarded in the future! (Hey everyone, a bowl of thick chicken soup)

I want to share my happiness with you, and thank you for your support, so before 15:00 tomorrow, leave a red envelope in this chapter!

PS add more today, there is a chapter in the evening!