Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 771
Chapter 771
Ruan Xiaoli was depressed when he heard that he could only learn two or three sets of sword skills.

Xiao Heqi observed the expression of 'him': "I'm going to teach you how to learn swordsmanship, why aren't you happy?"

"After learning this, can I protect myself..." 'He' asked in a low voice.

Xiao Heqi paused as he was about to continue joking, and the carriage fell into silence for a moment.

He suddenly remembered Nan Zhijian's current situation.

'He' is a proton, a hostage sent by the defeat of the Southern Kingdom.

But going to Beijing will definitely suffer hardships, and 'he' is in poor health and does not know martial arts, sooner or later he will die inexplicably in that silent palace.

This is something everyone knows.

This proton doesn't live long.

Even if he died, Nan Guo could not say a word.

Xiao Heqi was a little annoyed, he raised his voice and said: "You can protect yourself naturally if you study hard, it's better than if you don't know martial arts."

Ruan Xiaoli raised his head and looked at him with slightly bright eyes: "I will learn from you."

He was like a lifesaver.

'He' is dependent on him.

I will learn from you well. Behind this sentence is: I don't want to die.

'He' is only nine years old.

Xiao Heqi was not in a good mood all day in the carriage. He was born in a high position. Although he was not in a high position and didn't know the cold in the ground, knowing it was completely different from seeing it with his own eyes.

I understand the truth, but seeing him with my own eyes is a bit shocking.

Nan Zhichen is unfortunate, but he is also tenacious. His small body has never bowed to fate.

For the next period of time, Xiao Heqi worked hard to practice kung fu with Ruan Xiaoli every day.

Even though he was poor-mouthed, every word he said was for the good of Ruan Xiaoli.

When teaching swordsmanship, it is almost a hand-in-hand teaching.

Xiao Heqi was extremely serious.

He held Ruan Xiaoli's hand, and his waist was close to hers: "When you retreat to avoid an attack, you can't relax your waist. If you loosen your waist, your lower body will be unstable, and it's extremely easy to slip."

Xiao Heqi took Ruan Xiaoli and did another move to back away from the attack.

Ruan Xiaoli's face was tense, and he practiced very seriously.

Due to eating well during this period, Ruan Xiaoli's complexion gradually became much fairer from the withered yellow at the beginning.

The body is still thin and weak, but it is not as shaky as it seemed at the beginning when the wind blows.

Chen Dan looked at the two teenagers practicing kung fu not far from the carriage, and Chen Dan felt a little complicated.

Originally thought that the young master was going to bully the Ninth Prince of the Southern Kingdom, but he did not expect that the Young Master was actually teaching the Ninth Prince of the Southern Kingdom to practice exercises seriously this month.

Did the two become best friends?

However, the identity of the young master should not make him close friends with the Ninth Prince of the Southern Kingdom.

Seeing that they are about to arrive in the capital, no one can say for sure the future fate of the nine princes.

"You have to practice ten more times before you can get on the carriage. The young master will get on the carriage and have a cup of tea first."

"Well, you go."

After Ruan Xiaoli answered, he took the mahogany sword and walked a few steps away to continue practicing alone.

"You have such a good relationship with the hero of the world, it should be easy for you to escape back to your own country in the future, maybe the hero of the world will let you go."

Xiao Evil has learned to brainwash himself, and now he imagines all of Ruan Xiaoli's behaviors of breaking the world's male lead as making it easier to do villain tasks in the future.

Indeed, it will be very convenient to do some villain tasks after the hero is crooked, because the hero will even give it up.

But sometimes it is very distressing to give in.

It's not good to let out what you don't need.

"Xiaoli, don't you worry that the male lead will not destroy the southern kingdom in the future? The male lead has fallen in love with you, and he still has the heart to destroy your country and kill you?"

"Little Evil, it's not that he can't bear it, it's just whether I want to or not."

As long as she wanted, she could make Xiao Heqi do it.

Little Evil suddenly remembered the stories of certain worlds, and it was speechless.

Well, its Xiaoli is invincible, so it shouldn't have such worries.

"Little evil, a good relationship with Xiao Heqi will get twice the result with half the effort."

"for example?"

"For example... I can ask them to do some tasks for me."

Xiao Ei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked the male lead to help the villain with tasks, only Ruan Xiaoli could think of such a wicked thing.

……

The daily practice time passed quickly.

I don't know whether it's Xiao Heqi's careful teaching or Nanzhi Jianjie's extremely high talent, but he actually learned five sets of swordsmanship in a short journey.

As the carriage staggered, the capital city in the distance came into view.

After Xiao Heqi went to the border, he wanted to return to the capital earlier, but now he was not in a very happy mood seeing the capital right in front of him.

He looked at the thin man lying on the window.

"You are also a prince after all, don't lie on the window and look outside, what's so interesting about it, pay attention to your posture."

Ruan Xiaoli straightened her body, and said, "Beihan is very powerful, you can see it from the capital."

"Of course, Beihan can become the leader of the four kingdoms, of course he is strong."

"Beihan never sends a prince to an enemy country..."

There was 'his' depressed voice next to his ear, and Xiao Heqi's childish expression darkened: "Are you afraid?"

"Yes, I must be afraid. This is the first time I have come here. I am the Ninth Prince of the Southern Kingdom. I came here as a proton."

Listening to 'his' low voice, Xiao Heqi was at a loss for the first time in his life.

Do you want to comfort Nanzhi Jianjie?

But how to comfort.

'He' is his apprentice, but the identity of this apprentice cannot be protected by him unless he holds great power.

Xiao Heqi was stunned for a moment. He was conferred the title of Lord Marquis since he was born. Relying on the glory of his grandfather, everyone called him "Little Lord Marquis" but in fact he didn't have any real power in his hands.

When you reach a certain age, you will definitely be able to take care of things.

But Xiao Heqi never thought about taking power in his hands.

He just wanted to live his life happily in prosperity and wealth.

Today was the first time he thought of taking power in his hands, and the first time he lived to be 12 years old to think of such a thing.

Chen Dan's voice came from outside the carriage.

"Ninth Prince, follow me into the palace in a carriage. The emperor wants to see you at noon."

When Proton arrived in the capital, the first thing he did was to meet the emperor.

It is difficult to get out of this palace.

Ruan Xiaoli glanced at Xiao Heqi and smiled faintly. This was the first time she smiled at Xiao Heqi these days.

She lifted the corner of her clothes and turned to get off the carriage.

A new carriage was waiting for her not far from the carriage.

Ruan Xiaoli followed Chen Dan.

When Xiao Heqi lifted the curtain of the car, he saw the thin figure from the back, and Nan Zhijian followed Chen Dan into the palace.

Since then they are two worlds.

The little prince from Beihan and the Ninth Prince from the south are originally from two worlds.

Along the way day and night, he taught 'him' martial arts, and had meals together every day, these things were like a dream at this time.

Now it's dawn and the dream is awake.

……

a few days later.

The teahouse in Beihan Capital City was full of people, and the storyteller was slapping the chopping board and talking about the latest interesting stories vividly.

"By the way, the Ninth Prince of the Southern Kingdom is only two feet tall! He is extremely short, and he is as courageous as a grain of rice. When he saw our emperor, he fainted from fright without saying a word!"

Hearing the storyteller's description, the guests present burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)