Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 2 The Flower Demon (2)

Nan Xin stared at his face silently, and swallowed hopelessly.

The yard is huge, so the lonely peach blossom tree in the center looks particularly abrupt.

After Yan Yichi took over the saber, he began to practice sword in the yard.

Her posture is graceful and her movements seem to be weak, but every time she swings, there will be a gust of wind, which shows her profound skills.

Nan Xin looked at it for a while, and asked the system curiously: "System, if I go out now...will I be killed by the task target?"

System: "...it is recommended that the host not go out at this time."

The implication is, don't go to die.

Nan Xin asked again: "Then am I not a peach blossom demon? As a demon, don't I have any spells?"

System: "Yes, the host has healing and hiding functions."

Hearing this, Nan Xin's eyes lit up, "Then if I have the healing function, can I be resurrected after being killed?"

System: "...No, the healing function does not include resurrection."

Hearing this answer, Nan Xin let out a sigh of regret, "Well, then I'm not very weak..."

System: "...It is indeed the case, because the skill is unstable because of rigid human form."

Nan Xin: "Then what if I accidentally die?"

System: "...That can't be helped, so the host needs to protect itself, otherwise, the host's parents can't be saved."

Nan Xin: "?!!!"

Nani? ? ?

Do you think she is immortal? ?
Seeing that Nan Xin still had a tendency to continue asking questions, the system quickly asked her to look at the task target and find an opportunity before going out.

This is the first time I met such a chatty host.

Without a systematic answer, Nan Xin had no choice but to shift her gaze to Yan Yichi again, although her gaze didn't leave him much.

She now fully agrees with a sentence she saw before, looking at handsome men can prolong life.

Tsk tsk tsk, look at this face, look at this hand, look at this waist, it's just...

When Nan Xin was feeling extremely emotional, suddenly, the sword in Yan Yichi's hand swung towards her, and a gust of wind blew past, cutting off several branches.

It frightened Nan Xin who was squatting inside.

Fuck! Fuck! ! !

I almost thought she was going to explain it like this!
The attendants who were watching from the side were stunned for a moment when they saw Yan Yichi let go, and immediately ran to the peach blossom tree to pick up the saber and returned it to him.

"My lord, why did you let go?"

The attendant is called Tianchen, and he is also one of the guards trained by Yan Yichi.

There are only the two of them in the yard, and no one else can enter the yard.

Yan Yichi's expression remained unchanged, he glanced coolly at the direction of the peach blossom tree where Nan Xin was, and said indifferently: "Not careful."

Tian Chen nodded, and stepped aside again.

Nan Xin, who was hiding in the tree, felt that his synaesthesia was really powerful, and he probably did this because he felt that something was wrong with the tree.

But it's okay, he's not that reckless.

Otherwise, more than just branches will be cut down.

After Yan Yichi took over the sword, he practiced for a while before giving up.

Then, he returned to the room with a steady pace.

After a while, the sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the first ray of dawn shone into the yard, leaving a few spots of light, finely broken.

Tianchen walked in slowly from the outside with a letter in hand, and said respectfully to Yan Yichi: "My lord, the prince is urging you to go back again."

Yan Yichi was practicing calligraphy, and the brush strokes did not stop. His thin lips slowly spit out two words: "Rejected."

Tianchen: "Yes, this subordinate will reply right away."

As soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by Yan Yichi, "Tell him, don't let anyone come over in the future, it's annoying."

Tianchen swallowed, "Yes..."

He had to admire in his heart, the only one who dared to challenge the prince like this was the prince.

And it's been going on for nine years.

During the nine years, the palace sent countless letters, but there was no response.

But it's no wonder that the prince is cruel, if you say cruel... how can he compare with the prince.

Nan Xin listened to their conversation silently, observed secretly, not daring to act rashly.

Judging by Yan Yichi's appearance, as soon as she comes out now, she is probably about to die.

……

In the evening, the sky darkened.

A few lamps were lit in the courtyard, Tian Chen went out, but was not in the courtyard.

At this moment, only Yan Yichi and Nan Xin are left.

In the dead of night, when the lights inside were dimmed, Nan Xin quietly jumped out of the transmission mirror.

If you complete the task, you must find out the environment here.

The doors and windows of Yan Yichi's room were tightly closed, and the slightest movement would make a big noise, so she hid herself.

However, almost as soon as she took a few steps in the yard, she suddenly felt a cold touch behind her, and a sword flew past her neck immediately.

Nan Xin froze immediately, her body stiffened and she dared not move at all.

shit...

Is his Yan Yichi really a mortal?Why did he find out where she was so easily? ? ?

I wanted to run away, but found that my real body was exposed.

Nan Xin: "???"

At this time, the system quietly added: "The sword energy is too strong, the host is too weak, and your invisibility spell can't support it."

Nan Xin: "..."

i fuck...

Yan Yichi looked at the girl in front of him, with her back to him, she was young, wearing a pink gauze skirt, revealing a small section of her slender and fair neck.

He squinted his eyes and walked slowly in front of Nan Xin.

He took out the saber he practiced in the morning and put it around her neck.

He asked without emotion, "Who sent you here?"

Nan Xin replied weakly: "...Do you believe me when I say I came here by myself?"

Yan Yichi rolled his eyelids lazily, looked at her coldly, and only then could he see her appearance clearly through the bright moonlight in the courtyard.

Very beautiful, with bright eyes and white teeth, icy muscles and fine bones.

Her eyes were also beautiful, with black pupils, narrow and bright, with slightly upturned eye tails, which looked like small hooks.

But he sees everyone the same. In his opinion, Nan Xin is just someone sent to kill him.

It's just...it looks pretty weak.

I don't know which idiot sent it.

"Do not believe."

Yan Yichi replied indifferently.

Nan Xin pursed her lips and discussed with him: "Can you put down this sword first?"

The sword pinched her neck, which was very uncomfortable.

It feels like if she is not careful, she will die under this sword.

Yan Yichi glanced at her: "Don't you say so? Then die."

Nan Xin: "!!!"

Seeing the sword approaching, the blood on the neck had already appeared, Nan Xin shouted in a panic: "So what! Keep someone under the sword!!!"

Yan Yichi frowned impatiently, and his movements didn't stop at all, as if he was going to kill her here in the next second.

Sure enough, as the mission said.

Difficult man.

In desperation, in order to save his own life, Nan Xin had no choice but to quickly use the healing spell.

Seeing that the wound on Nan Xin's neck healed instantly, Yan Yichi frowned, "What did you do?"

Nan Xin sighed silently, and said quietly: "I didn't do anything, just protect myself."

(End of this chapter)