Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

A small city closest to Taber Bay is called Naka. That night, Fu Zhiyan and others settled in Naka.

It was just eleven o'clock, but there was no one in the city.

The whole city is under the darkness, covered with snow, and it is strangely quiet.

The arrival of Fu Zhiyan and others did not attract any attention.

Cheng Yan felt that the city was a bit strange.

But Fu Zhiyan's people have already arranged everything, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

Cheng Yan's room was next to Fu Zhiyan's, and Fu Jin was on the other side. The two of them surrounded Fu Zhiyan in the middle like guardians on the left and right.

Fu Zhiyan doesn't need anyone to wait for him to wash and take a bath, so Cheng Yan's job is very easy.

Cheng Yan was lying on his big bed, this place gave him a bad feeling.

There is a substance floating in the air, a substance that can cause harm to the human body.

Fu Zhiyan has his zhenqi protection on his body, so he will not be affected, but the person who led him here has really ulterior motives.

Fu Zhiyan naturally had his intentions by keeping all kinds of spies by his side, but Cheng Yan disagreed with this way of putting himself in a trap.

Even so, Cheng Yan can only do his best to protect him at this stage.

"Host, the air quality here is very poor, long-term residence will cause various diseases, let the villain leave as soon as possible."

"He will leave early tomorrow morning." Cheng Yan replied.

Unless, someone wants Fu Zhiyan to stay here.

Suddenly, Cheng Yan's eyes turned cold, and he left the room in a flash.

At this time, it was snowing heavily in Naka, and the thick snow curtain interfered with the sight, making it difficult for people to see the outside scene clearly.

As a result, the bodyguards everywhere did not notice that anyone had quietly entered the courtyard.

"Juanyi?" Cheng Yan looked at the person in front of him with a little surprise. The person was injured and shouldn't come back here again.

Juan Yi was wearing night clothes, a mask and a hat, only showing a pair of big eyes.

"Get out of here as soon as possible, it's dangerous." Juan Yi's voice was hoarse.

"I see, your injury?" Cheng Yan looked at her abdomen, and he could sense that the energy in her body was disordered.

But he withdrew all his strength, so he shouldn't have caused such a serious injury.

"It's okay." Juanyi shook his head, "I can't stay longer, take care."

Cheng Yan frowned. The original owner regarded her as a younger sister. If he let her leave like this, she would have nothing to say about what happened to her in a while.

"Eat this." Cheng Yan took out a medicine bottle, to avoid misunderstanding, he explained, "Cure the injury."

Juanyi took the medicine bottle, took off the mask without hesitation and ate the pills inside.

Cheng Yan was a little surprised to see her so defenseless.

Her trust in the original owner has actually reached this level.

As soon as the medicine was taken, Juanyi obviously felt her strength gradually returning. She didn't know why the medicine worked so well, but she didn't ask any further questions, and left quickly.

Cheng Yan confirmed that she had left safely before returning to his room.

Before he reached the room, he met Fu Jin head-on.

"You haven't slept yet?" Fu Jin stopped when he saw him coming in from the outside.

"This place is weird, I'm worried." Cheng Yan said.

"It's quite strange. Westerners generally don't go to bed so early. When we came in, we didn't see anyone."

Every family closed their doors and did not make any movement. This is obviously not a scene that would appear in a modern city.

"Brother Jin, do you feel that breathing has become difficult since you came here?"

Cheng Yan leaned on a pillar at the side, facing a person who was two thousand years younger than himself, he called brother without hesitation.

Fu Jin looked at him twice when he heard his name, and then felt it carefully, "It seems to be boring."

People who practice martial arts generally have a sharper perception of the outside world. If something is wrong at this time, you can find it with a little care.

Cheng Yan nodded in agreement: "It's so strange, we have to leave as soon as possible."

"This is Master Fu's business." Fu Jin gave him a warning look, signaling him to be cautious.

"I'm afraid that if I stay too long, I may suffer from physical problems. Brother Jin, my intuition is very accurate." Cheng Yan's eyes were serious.

It was the first time that Fu Jin saw him so serious. You must know that even in the face of twenty killers, he would not worry at all.

Is this place really that scary?

"Go back and rest first." Fu Jin just said this at the end and left.

Cheng Yan shrugged and walked back to the room.

In Fu Zhiyan's room.

"Since he said so, why not stay for two more days."

After listening to Fu Jin's report, Fu Zhiyan turned a page in the book in his hand, speaking casually.

Fu Jin hesitated for a while, "Master Fu, I think what he said makes sense."

"Oh, my life is not that expensive."

Fu Zhiyan laughed, closed the book, and looked at Fu Jin.

The cold light in his eyes seemed unreasonable under the illumination of the warm lamp.

He is the Patriarch of the Fu family, a young offspring who controls a large family, and would have aroused the envy of many.

Everyone wants his life.

Except for himself.

If those defeated generals were really capable of killing him, he would admit it.

If not, just wait for him.

Fu Jin was startled, the coolness in the man's eyes climbed up his spine, freezing him in place.

Since that incident, Master Fu has always had an attitude towards his own life, never caring about his own safety.

So, what he said was useless.

After Fu Jin left, Fu Zhiyan skillfully went to bed and covered the quilt.

It's just that today I suddenly feel a little sleepy.

He lay down for half an hour and still didn't feel sleepy.

In the darkness, Fu Zhiyan quietly opened his eyes.

The image of that man freely shuttled among the many killers kept circling in his mind and couldn't get rid of it.

It made him very irritable.

I wonder how Fu Zhiyan ever did this because of a man.

Really beeping a dog.

"Fuck."

Fu Zhiyan cursed secretly, staring at the ceiling, waiting for sleepiness.

Cheng Yan, who was meditating in the next room, opened his eyes, moved his fingertips, and a breath passed through the wall and entered Fu Zhiyan's body silently.

Soon, Fu Zhiyan's sleepiness from waiting came.

Not allowing him to doubt, Fu Zhiyan quickly fell asleep.

The next day.

Cheng Yan stood guard at the door of Fu Zhiyan's room early in the morning.

When Fu Jin came out and saw him, he was startled.

Cheng Yan stared at the door panel like a door god, as if he could see the scene inside through the door panel.

"Brother Jin, good morning." Cheng Yan turned his head stiffly and greeted with a smile.

Fu Jin reluctantly nodded, "...Morning."

Soon, Fu Zhiyan's bedroom door opened.

The man was as meticulous as ever, with a deadpan expression on his face.

"Master Fu."

"Master Fu, good morning."

The corners of Fu Jin's lips twitched when he heard Cheng Yan's familiar "Good morning", he really didn't look like a bodyguard.

It's like a boyfriend.

Fu Zhiyan had heard his "good evening" before, but he didn't expect to have a more boring "good morning", and his micro-expression was wonderful for a while.

Cheng Yan didn't feel disappointed when he didn't get a response, so he consciously stood on Fu Zhiyan's right side.

The veins on Fu Jin's forehead twitched. This kid was standing in his previous position.

Fu Zhiyan was not familiar with this place, so Fu Jin led the way and went to have breakfast.