Quick Transmigration: Action of Happiness

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    "I think he is miserable, what do you think?" Ah Fu asked Zhou Tan for his opinion.

    Zhou Shao gave him a blank stare, "Don't disturb me while driving." "

    ..."

    With Ah Fu as the navigator, there was no risk of getting lost along the way, and we arrived at a town smoothly. Zhou Yan first sent Leng Xiang to see a doctor to deal with his injuries, and then found a place to house the patient.

    "Don't be too busy, the medicine given by the system is against the sky, and his body will recover soon." Ah Fu saw Zhou Yan busying around with a serious face, and suddenly remembered a wise saying, a serious person Most charming.

    But he didn't dare to tell Zhou Tan, because Zhou Tan would personally attack him.

    At night, in the small inn, under the dim lights.

    Zhou Yan's appearance has reached a new level. At this moment, he is serious and focused, adjusting the symmetry of the bow tie with both hands, "Ah Fu, do you have any new ways to tie it?" That's right, they were playing with the bow tie just now

    . One hundred kinds of methods.

    "Also... But, he's about to wake up." Ah Fu said: "Put away your mentally handicapped face, be sure to let the target see your bright spots. Give you a hint, to deal with this type of psychological person, Attacking the heart is the first thing."

    Zhou Yan said: "You have coated me with a layer of healing light, is it not shiny enough?"

    Then he rubbed his face and showed a comfortable smile to Leng Xiang who was about to open his eyes on the bed.

    The first time Leng Xiang woke up was not to open his eyes, but to habitually feel his surroundings. For a killer who has been on the verge of death for many years, it is undoubtedly dangerous to ask him what he is most sensitive to. But lying on this bed at this moment, in this ordinary room, he didn't feel the slightest danger.

    Then it was full of doubts, he is not dead?

    This recognition is joyful, but Leng Xiang did not let down his vigilance at all, he was still tense, like a blade that could kill someone in seconds at any time.

    A long breath close at hand told Leng Xiang that there was a person sitting beside him, a man, about twenty years old, without martial arts.

    Combined with the fact that he was injured and escaped, and the white shadow he saw in the last scene, Leng Xiang was sure that this person was the one he wanted to kill in the end.

    Is that the man who saved him?

    Having been a killer for twelve years, Leng Xiang has never been rescued by others. In his world, there are only killing and being killed, not saving and being saved.

    The word "save" was very strange in his life.

    "Aren't you awake yet?" The breaths of the two met silently for a moment, and Leng Xiang heard a pleasant greeting.

    He opened his eyes, and a warm face came into view.

    "How do you feel now? Does the wound still hurt?" Zhou Yan smiled again, obviously his smile just now had no effect.

    "Who are you?" Leng Xiang finally opened his mouth. He looked at Zhou Mi with indifferent eyes, and his two black eyebrows, which were as sharp as a sword's edge, frowned slightly, completely unmoved by Zhou Mi's astonishing appearance and performance.

    Zhou Yan guessed right at first, Leng Xiang who opened his eyes was like an unsheathed sword, cold and sharp, his temperament and eyes were equally cutting. He couldn't help sinking his heart, because the other party was not a good person to get along with. To put it simply, they don't eat soft and hard food, and don't eat oil or salt. This kind of people are the most annoying.

    Simply put, Zhou Yan is an invincible master, and he will never be stabbed to death by a knife in the eye. He continued to smile: "My name is Zhou Yan, and I passed by the place where your accident happened yesterday (around the battlefield), and I saw you seriously injured. I ignored it, so I brought you here on my own initiative." He tried his best to recall, and said softly: "This is Qingshui Town, not far from the place where your accident happened." After a while, "Why, do you want to save me

    ? ?” Leng Xiang didn’t relax his vigilance just because of Zhou Tan’s answer, it’s his nature to be on guard.

    "Why do you ask that? I think anyone who is kind will save you." Zhou Yan blinked, didn't he just say that?

    "Purpose?" Leng Xiang's long and narrow eyes flashed.

    "No purpose." Zhou Tan's expression was natural and frank, even if he had a purpose, he would not tell you.

    "Really?" Leng Xiang was still cold, and looked at Zhou Yan from head to toe with eyes like looking at an animal, and finally said eight depressing words: "Get out of here, I won't kill you." Zhou

    Yan Of course not, "Your injury hasn't healed yet, I don't worry about you."

    "I'm fine." Leng Xiang gestured to the door with his eyes, with an expression of seeing off guests, or more directly than seeing off guests, fuck off.

    "No, I'm still worried about you." Zhou Yan frowned and said, he was a little suspicious of the system's intuition now, because the killer didn't seem to buy it at all.

    "You, are you going?" Leng Xiang looked at him with killing intent in his eyes, and was a little impatient.

    "No..." Don't know what killing intent is, when Zhou Yan uttered this word, he felt a cool breeze swept away... Leng

    Xiang stopped talking nonsense, he had to do it, so that this person knew what he should do.

    Zhou Tan's face was bloodshot because his neck fell into someone else's claws.

    The man's fingertips were close to the main artery, and Zhou Chen could feel the strength of Leng Xiang with the skin there. He had no doubt that Leng Xiang could easily crush his bones...

    "Ah... Fu..." Zhou Yan had no choice but to ask Ah Fu for help with a trembling voice.

    "Young Master Zhou, you can only save yourself, really." Ah Fu said with a sincere face, knowing that the other party is in danger, don't provoke him. Now that something happened, who can be blamed.

    "My image doesn't allow me to beg for mercy... Quickly find a way..." Zhou Yan blushed and panted, feeling the fingers on his neck tighten.

    He panicked a little.

    "It seems that he doesn't like the holy father." Ah Fu racked his brains and said, "I think you might as well take this opportunity to change your image and try to replace it with a sleazy and shameless fake. I won't talk about life with you."

    At the critical moment, Zhou Yan was also drunk when he met Ah Fu, a cheater!

    "Let go...I...I can't breathe...please!" Zhou Yan gritted his teeth, finally begging for mercy.

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