From cannon fodder to protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

There are many young women who come and go, when they see the young man standing by the bridge, they will always look at the young man standing by the bridge, then blushed and hurried away, and when they reached the intersection, they would turn their heads and sneak a second look .

But Cen Fei didn't notice this at all, he seemed to be completely immersed in the beautiful scenery in front of him, and the girl picking lotus in the distance slowly passed under the bridge with a boat.

There seemed to be more people coming and going on the bridge, and they pushed Cen Fei aside, he frowned, with a slightly more disgusted look on his face, he closed the fan in his hand with a snap, turned around and was about to leave .

But at this moment, someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder. Cen Fei turned his head in a daze, and saw a young man holding a ring-shaped jade pendant in front of him. teeth, smiled and said to himself: "This brother, your jade pendant."

The sun was just right on this day, the breeze came slowly, the water surface was rippled, the lotus in the water swayed its graceful figure, and the water droplets on the lotus leaves reflected beautiful colors, but they were evaporated immediately.

People are coming and going on the bridge, the girls are talking and laughing with paper umbrellas of various colors, and the singing of the lotus picking girls under the bridge seems to be more crisp and melodious.

Cen Fei hurriedly lowered his head to look at his waist, the ring-shaped jade pendant on his waist was no longer there, presumably because he was snatched by the thief in the crowd just now, Cen Fei took the jade pendant from the young man's hand , thanked him with a smile.

The young man waved his hands shyly.

Cen Fei gave a low laugh, hung the jade pendant on his waist again, raised his head and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, he looked younger than himself, probably in his early twenties, and looked ordinary Yes, but those black eyes are extremely energetic, as if they can shoot light.

Cen Fei bowed his hands to the young man in front of him again, thanked him and said: "Thank you brother today, this jade pendant is my ancestral property, if I lose it, I'm afraid I will be speechless to face the elders of the family."

The young man's expression became more embarrassing, he should have come out from home not long ago, he solemnly said to Cen Fei: "You are welcome, brother, but it is better to keep this ancestral thing properly in the future, brother."

"Thank you for reminding me, brother, I will pay attention to it in the future."

After Cen Fei finished speaking, he watched the young man's eyes keep looking at his waist. He had some doubts, but then he let out an ah, and then he realized what the young man meant, and took off the jade pendant on his waist. Come down, hold it in the palm of your hand, and ask the young man with a smile, "Is that all right?"

The young man was a little embarrassed by Cen Fei's smile, but Cen Fei felt that the young man in front of him was quite interesting, so he took the initiative to say, "Thank you brother today, let me treat you to dinner."

"No, it's just a trivial matter." The young man waved his hands repeatedly.

Cen Fei knew how to deal with these prudish, fledgling young people, and immediately challenged him: "Brother, do you look down on me?"

"No, no," the young man shook his head, looking even more embarrassed.

Cen Fei didn't show any soft-heartedness, and continued: "If Xiongtai didn't look down on me, why wouldn't he even have a meal with me?"

The young man was so dumb that he just shook his hands when facing Cen Fei's unreasonable remarks and said, "I'm not, I didn't..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, Cen Fei bowed his hand to him, and gave his name, "My surname is Cen, and the single name is a non character. I am from Zhongli, Huizhou."

The young man didn't know why Cen Fei suddenly introduced himself, so he had to introduce himself too: "My surname is Wei, my name is Fang Cheng, and I'm from the Yunguan sect."

The Yunguan Sect can be regarded as a well-known sect in the martial arts, and it is much more serious than the Baisha Sect. The corners of Cen Fei's mouth twitched, "It turns out that he was trained by a famous sect."

Wei Fangcheng blushed to match the color of the oil-paper umbrella in the passing girl's hand, Cen Fei didn't tease him anymore, and said to him directly: "Okay, I just ordered a table of good food at Yuzhen Building today. I can't finish it all by myself, so Mr. Wei will just treat it as being with me."

Seeing that Wei Fangcheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Cen Fei stretched out his hand to cover Wei Fangcheng's lips, "Don't say no."

Wei Fangcheng didn't know what was going on with him. The moment the man in front of him touched his lips with his fingers, his whole body was numb. His fingers were cold, as if carrying the aroma of white plums. .

He admitted that the man in front of him was good-looking, better looking than all the others he had ever seen, but he was never a person who valued appearance, how could he be so confused by the man in front of him?

Before Wei Fangcheng could find out the answer, he was dragged by Cen Fei to Yuzhen Tower.

Seeing that they were about to reach the gate of Yuzhen Building, a woman in yellow shirt fell softly in front of Cen Fei. Cen Fei sighed softly and lifted the woman up. The woman leaned shyly in Cen Fei's arms, feeling affection Looking at him nervously, he called out, "My lord..."

Cen Fei pushed the woman away and coughed, "Miss, watch the way."

Four or five girls had already fallen by Cen Fei's side along the way. Cen Fei helped the girl up and immediately continued walking towards Yuzhen Tower. After walking a few steps, he shook his head and sighed softly. "This Jiangnan woman is too delicate."

Hearing Cen Fei's whispers, Wei Fangcheng couldn't help turning his mouth up. He turned his head and glanced back, and sure enough, he saw the woman in the yellow shirt standing where she was, her eyes looking tenderly at Cen Fei's back. Wei Fangcheng said to Cen Fei: "Where are the women in the south of the Yangtze River who are weak, but Mr. Cen, you are too charming."

Cen Fei hummed suspiciously, and then understood what Wei Fangcheng meant. He shook his head, opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it lightly twice, and asked, "You were still a fool just now. , why did you say nice things this time?"

Wei Fangcheng's face turned red again, and it took him a long time to force out another sentence, "I'm telling the truth."

"That sounds better." Cen Fei said with a smile.

In Yuzhen Building, a storyteller wearing a yellow gown sat in the center of the downstairs hall, and slapped the Xingmu on the long table in his hand, "Let's pick up the letter and say, the leader of the Demon Cult saw the young man in gray But he took half a step back, who is that young hero? And where did he come from? Let me speak slowly."

"It is rumored that 19 years ago, Zhang Jiming, the head of the Baisha School, married a beautiful new wife. This new wife is sixteen years old, and she is the youngest daughter of the Jiangdong Sun family..."

Everyone in the hall of Yuzhen Building held their breath, listening carefully to the storyteller talking about the past many years ago, and at the climax, the storyteller slapped the Xingmu in his hand again, saying: "This gray clothes The young man is the young master of the Baisha sect, the son of Zhang Jiming, so is Zhang Fengyan!"

Cen Fei booked a seat by the window on the second floor, and when he heard the storyteller downstairs say Zhang Fengyan's name, he smiled contemptuously. Wei Fangcheng, who was opposite him, noticed it, and asked him hesitantly: " Mr. Cen is also a member of the martial arts?"

"Not really, it's just that I have heard a lot of anecdotes and anecdotes in the world along the way, and I have some yearning." Cen Fei restrained his contempt, and asked Wei Fangcheng, "What about you? Since you are a disciple of the Yunguan Sect, you should You know a lot about martial arts, right? Have you ever heard of Zhang Fengyan and Zhang Shaoxia?"

Wei Fangcheng shook his head and waved his hands, he laughed twice, "I seldom go down the mountain, so I don't know much about things in the martial arts world."

Cen Fei ordered, put a mouthful of fish into Wei Fangcheng's bowl, and said to him with a smile, "Try this West Lake vinegar fish, it's very good."

Wei Fangcheng picked up the fish in the bowl with his chopsticks, lowered his head to eat the rice, met Cen Fei's eyes by chance, and immediately lowered his head even lower.

The storyteller downstairs has already told the story that Zhang Fengyan single-handedly repelled the four guardians of the Demon Cult, and the next thing he wants to talk about is how he defeated the Demon Cult leader and forced the Demon Cult demons into despair returned to his lair.

Cen Fei thinks this story is very interesting. Three years ago, Xuan Mingjiao fought with those decent hypocrites for two days and one night. Zhang Fengyan's descendants were almost destroyed in that fierce battle. Now some people even advocate his martial arts skills , Is it because he hasn't come out for too long, so he can't keep up with the changes of the times?

Cen Fei sneered in his heart, but on the surface he didn't show any signs of expression. He put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls, and asked Wei Fangcheng who was opposite him, "I think the sword beside you is very similar to the one that the storyteller said. Can you lend me a look?"

"Of course." Wei Fangcheng raised his head and quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and handed the long sword in his hand to Cen Fei neatly, without any precaution.

Cen Fei secretly laughed and scolded the person on the opposite side as a fool, pulled the long sword out of the scabbard, looked at it for a while, and then praised: "Good sword."

In fact, the sword in Cen Fei's hand is a very common long sword. Even the lowest disciples of his Xuanming sect would not be able to use this kind of weapon, not to mention that the hilt and blade of the sword are already damaged. Some are rusty.

Hearing Cen Fei's praise, Wei Fangcheng scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said to Cen Fei: "I picked up this sword on the road when I went down the mountain three years ago."

"Young Master Wei is so lucky." Cen Fei continued to fool him.

"Mr. Cen also likes this sword?" After seeing this sword, his brothers in the Yunguan sect all expressed their desire to exchange him for a better one. Chengdu refused, he always felt that his sword was a rare sword.

Now it is rare to meet a bosom friend who knows how to appreciate his sword, Wei Fangcheng's eyes are shining with joy.

Cen Fei looked at his gaze, and could only nod to him against his will,

Unexpectedly, Wei Fangcheng said to him immediately: "If you like it, I will give you this sword."