Quick Transmigration: The Villain Gets Proposed to Every Day

The rain moistened Zhao Ruhao's dark brown short hair. The boy ran all the way, his forehead was covered with wet drops, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or raindrops. He leaned on the door beam and exhaled a mouthful of light white heat, breathing anxiously and quickly.

"How do you take your knife field?"

The young man said in annoyance: "Your father is dead, and your knife shop hasn't gotten a passerby. It's broken like that. Will you give it away to my father without accepting it? I know—"

Obviously for you...

He hasn't finished a word yet, but Xu Wan'er has exhausted all of Xu Wan'er's patience.

The girl glared at him in disgust, then turned around resolutely, her light-colored skirt slightly raised, and her backhand area—

"boom!"

The door slammed loudly.

"I, Xu Wan'er, live or die, poor or rich, and I don't have to work, Young Master Zhao is worried!"

The girl's angry voice separated the door, giving it a dull texture, and the decisive tone in her tone made people's heart sinking even more.

Zhao Ruhao knocked on the door in disbelief, and his voice was vaguely grumpy: "Xu Wan'er, are you crazy?"

"You know how long I begged my father, and how long did I kneel in the ancestral temple? Now he finally let go, as long as you have a broken sign, we can all live in the center of the city!"

"When I beg, he will be able to answer our marriage, and you will be able to marry me—"

"Who the **** wants to marry you!"

The girl in the room almost exploded in anger, her face was dark, she kicked the door abruptly, the door bounced open, almost hitting Zhao Ruhao's face outside.

"Don't tarnish my reputation here," Xu Wan'er stepped on the threshold and said every word, "I, Xu Wan'er, it's not that I can't get married!"

"Hey." Zhao Ruhao snorted.

He wiped the drops of water that dripped down the temples, brushed the wet hair back, revealing the broad forehead and the high bridge of the nose, proudly lifted his chin, and gently tapped towards Xu Wan'er.

"Look at your bad temper, who can stand you? If I am willing to marry, you can burn incense and worship Buddha."

Xu Wan'er: "..."

The girl was so angry that she could hardly speak, her chest undulated violently, her pretty face was full of anger, her apricot eyes widened, and she looked at Zhao Ruhao angrily.

Zhao Ruhao was unwilling to show weakness, and stared back unwillingly.

A string in Xu Wan'er's head snapped off.

She turned around angrily, jumped to the bed in three steps in two steps, pulled up the hand of Xie Heng who was lying on the bed, almost immobile, and placed it on her heart, against Zhao Ruhao's sudden burst of almost murderous eyes, and firmly said: " Brother Xie, if I marry you, will you marry?"

Xie Heng lying on the gun: "???"

Xie Heng suddenly had a headache when she faced the girl Hyun Ran, who wanted to cry, but then suffocated her tears, her eyes shining brightly with water, Xie Heng suddenly had a headache.

Promise?

This is not the reason.

Then... pretending to be dizzy?

Will it hurt the heart of the savior?

Fortunately, there is no need for Xie Heng to make a choice. Zhao Ruhao outside the door is already like a string of ignited two kicks, staring at Venus, and Qiqiao rushes through the door with smoke.

"Xu Wan'er," he said in disbelief, "Are you carrying me on your back and raising a wild man at home?"

Wild man Xie Heng: "..."

"What savage man?" Xu Waner bit her silver teeth. "That's my man!"

"I saved him, but he didn't want to repay him, so he decided to agree with him-I promised!"

Xie Heng, who was forced to agree with his body: "..."

"You, you, him... he's a liar!" Zhao Ruhao, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, jumped up to Lao Gao, "he, he, he... he figured your color! He figured your knife field! He also lied to you Exemption order!"

"Excellent, exemption order."

Xu Wan'er snorted coldly.

The girl pounced on the firewood beside the stove, no matter the fly ash covered her face, kicked the firewood away, letting the wet firewood fall to the ground. She buried her head and pulled a few times, and pulled out a silver square token from the deep dirt nest.

Xu Wan'er wiped the token on her apron twice, wiping off the dust, and then patted Xie Heng's hand with her backhand.

"Come on, Brother Xie, this brand is for you-you don't have to try to enter the Profound Spirit Sect!"

The palm fell into a cold token, with mysterious lines carved on the surface, heavy, like gold and not gold, like iron and not iron. As soon as it appeared, the dim stone house was a little bit brighter, surrounded by a faint halo, just by pinching it in the palm of your hand, you could feel the aura of heaven and earth using it as a medium, continuously flowing into your body.

Obviously not extraordinary.

Xie Heng held the token and shook his head with a wry smile. This time he really had a headache.

The look in Zhao Ruhao's eyes was almost hateful.

"Xu Wan'er," he said with a hoarse voice, "you want to give your father's relic to this wild man of unknown origin and purpose?"

"Give it and give it, anyway, it can only be used by men." Xu Wan'er said aggressively, "I can't use it, can't I decide who to use it? Zhao Ruhao, after all, don't you and your father just want my brand? Today, I will let you see what is meant by making a bamboo basket for nothing!"

"...Good, good!"

Zhao Ruhao stared fiercely, with bloodshot eyes, and his handsome face was twisted like a furious lion. Xie Heng could almost see a steelyard in front of the young man. The weight of hatred rose rapidly from "unhappy" to "unfavorable". ".

"You wait," he repeated, "you wait."

"Your Xu family's knife field, I still have to buy it! This kind of rubbish-this year's last review, I see what you are going to do!"

"Wait…"

Xie Heng finally found the time, tried hard to prop up, coughed weakly, and whispered: "May I interject something?"

"I have nothing to say to you, see you after the review!"

—This is Zhao Ruhao.

"If you have anything to say to him, just review it, it's amazing?"

—This is Xu Wan'er.

Xie Heng gasped for breath, affected the wound on his chest, and immediately coughed heartbreakingly while covering his mouth.

When he coughed violently and Xu Wan'er rushed to the bed anxiously, Zhao Ruhao's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the boy took a bitter bite on the ground and turned and ran wildly without getting outside in the heavy rain.

The thunder approached.

The patter of rain gradually became mammoth, and large drops of puff shot the ground like a cannonball, smashing a hazy fog on the muddy ground.

…

In the same rain curtain, Xie Ziyou was paralyzed on the collapsed collapse, and found sadly that the life of the family in the so-called fantasy world was really boring.

It's not a tedious exercise, but it's the training of sandbags for the teachers. There are also slashing swords against the wooden stakes. Every day, 10,000 swords are cut. Each path must be three points into the wood, otherwise it will start again-Xie Ziyou's wrist Almost scrapped.

Moreover, both Xie Yushen and Wang Yun thought that Xie Ziyou had already obtained the glazed sword bone, and should be radiant and soaring into the sky.

Xie Ziyou was miserable, so he had to embezzle the points he wanted to exchange for illusion arts to add some points to his cultivation and kendo talents, which could support the image of a genius with "last come first" and more tiring than the burden of idols.

The only cool thing...

The young man leaned sideways, leaning his thin arms, hooked over the porcelain fruit plate on the mahogany table in front of the couch, twisted an emerald-colored grape, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well, it's so sweet.

This is the advantage of being a family prince. As long as you wave your hands for delicious delicacies, someone will rush to deliver them. It's a pity that the cooking skills of the family's chefs are still a little bit ordinary, and the difference is hundreds of thousands of miles...

Subconsciously swaying the familiar name in his mind, Xie Ziyou's eyes darkened, the twisted emerald grapes rubbed against the white fingertips for a moment, and finally sighed and put them back in the same way.

Suddenly the slightest appetite disappeared.

There was a sudden chuckle outside the door. Someone walked slowly and laughed loudly: "Cousin, what's upsetting?"

As the voice drew near, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy walked outside the door, wearing a light blue cloud brocade dress, black hair and shiny black, delicate features, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and the eyes under the willow eyebrows were as thick as ink that could not be opened. .

He had a puppy next to his feet, his whole body was beautiful brown, the curled hair was soft as cotton, his nose was also moisturized, his eyes showed a hint of fierceness, his front paws slapped the ground far away, and he fangs towards Xie Zi.

Xie Ziyou frowned slightly, turned over and sat up on the couch.

It was one of his cousins, Xie Peng, the son of an elder in the family. Among the younger generation of the Xie family, except for Xie Ziyou, he was regarded as the highest.

"What can I worry about?" Xie Zi lobbied, "It's boring."

The young man put his hands behind him, raised his jaw slightly, and said softly, "Isn't my cousin just getting a glazed sword bone? Why, I'm tired of it after only a few days?

Xie Ziyou thought, it’s up to you.

Xie Peng in front of him had a calm face and smiled brows, but he was obviously not at home with the skills of Xu and Wei snake. Under the envy of his eyes, the hidden evil thoughts were almost scarce.

"Oh," Xie Peng sighed pretentiously, "It's a pity that I went to the market to travel, and I was able to go home today. I didn't have the chance to see such a spiritual bone. My cousin, you are a blessing, my cousin is very envious. ."

Why didn't you know it?

Xie Ziyou thought, it's on the table.

This is not called lack of blessing, this is called lack of vision.

But he would definitely not tell Xie Peng the truth and cause trouble to himself.

In fact, Xie Ziyou had his own consideration when he put the Liuli sword bone on the case table.

It is said that the most dangerous place is also the safest. The best way to hide a sum of money is not to guard it, but to wrap it in the most ordinary plastic bag and pile it with trash.

This glazed sword bone is also, Xie Ziyou thought that he was solemnly hiding it next to his body, instead it was better to place it casually and make a gesture of disdain.

No one would doubt this bone.

According to common sense, the villain "Xie Ziyou" is so jealous of the protagonist. After getting the protagonist's spiritual bone, he will surely integrate it into his body as soon as possible.

Xie Ziyou thought he was thoughtful enough, but the next second, the scene in front of him made him stare in horror—

Xie Peng saw that there were chicken legs, side dishes, pastries, melons and fruits on the case, and a piece of melon peel and husk scattered around, he picked up a few bones from the leftovers and threw them away!

"Go, baby, pick it up." The boy smiled.

The puppies at his feet roared "Woo", and flew out violently, his fangs lit up, and the bones were caught in his mouth!

Xie Ziyou: "!!!"

Damn it!