The Villains Want Hugs [Quick Transmigration]

Jing Lichuan pretended to be angry, deliberately kept his face cold and didn't speak, watching his little cutie slowly drooping his little head, like a small animal showing weakness to a hunter.

The man raised the corners of his lips maliciously.

In fact, ever since Tuoba Xiuran called out "Azhen", he had faint doubts. That night, he took advantage of Jiang Meng's drowsy sleep to observe, and easily discovered that the other party was different from ordinary people. ——For example, his pale skin, intermittent breathing and heartbeat, and his always cold body, Jiang Meng's identity is self-evident.

Falling into the grave and making rice dumplings for a long time, in fact, the people around me are little zombies, which sounds quite depressing.

However, the film king who saw a ghost for the first time in his life didn't feel it, maybe because his affection for the other party was already deep-rooted, he actually felt a little bit sorry for this little zombie-the fat little guy was killed by a long-life lock, and he went to the grave alone Trapped here for thousands of years, no one loves anyone, and now I am satisfied with a bowl of hand-rolled noodles...

The man's heart was sour, and there was very little unhappiness about being cheated, and more was the desire to hold the other party in the palm of his hand and pamper the heavens.

Naturally, Jiang Meng didn't know Jing Lichuan's mental journey. He stood there with a sad face, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for "I'm not angry with you".

As soon as Jing Lichuan saw Jiang Meng curling the corners of his mouth downwards, he couldn't put on the act anymore. He held the little zombie's head with both hands, and said "tsk": "I haven't wronged you for lying to me, but you're not I'm wronged first... Little Crying Bag is about to use his nirvana again? You want to send a flood and wash me away?"

Jiang Meng felt aggrieved because of this stupid mission, he raised his head moaning, and stared at Jing Lichuan with cold eyes of "you don't understand anything".

Although the domineering expression was in place, those unsatisfactory tears still rolled down one by one, crystal clear, and hit Jing Lichuan's wrist.

Jing Lichuan's heart softened, and he quickly hugged him into his arms fondly, coaxing him softly: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, cutie stopped crying, huh?"

Jiang Meng wiped her tears and snot on the man's clothes, and said in a low voice, "I told you I didn't do it on purpose... don't you believe me?"

Jing Lichuan shook his head again and again, leaned down and sucked at the corner of Jiang Meng's wet eyes, and asked suspiciously: "Your body temperature is hot and cold for a while, what's the matter?"

Jiang Meng hurriedly opened the entrance and took a small breath of Yang Qi. When her body temperature rose to the level of a normal person, she admitted gloomily, "Yes, it's Yang Qi..."

Jing Lichuan's eyebrows were raised, a slightly sloppy smile appeared on his lips, and he paused word by word: "Yang, Qi?"

Jiang Meng felt extremely ashamed inexplicably, his face blushed quickly, and his voice was as low as a mosquito humming: "Well, we need to keep sucking the yang energy of living people to continue to maintain the form of zombies. If we can't suck it, it's probably To be reincarnated..."

Jing Lichuan put away his unscrupulous expression, patted Jiang Meng's little head, and said generously: "It's okay, brother Chuan is full of yang energy, you can suck it as you like."

Jiang Meng smiled through tears, and asked quietly: "Don't you dislike me? I'm a little zombie who plots against you!"

The complication of the lack of yang is creepy, do you really want to be so nice to me?

The man grinned and shook his head, his lustful eyes were like a small hook, as if he wanted to strip Jiang Meng off right now: "Huh? Plotting something wrong?" The man chuckled, "I'll show you."

Jiang Meng said hi, who is afraid of anyone, bared her two small fangs, and rushed forward recklessly, biting Jing Lichuan's lips with a "wow", and began to inhale yang energy sternly.

Gulp, gulp, sniff!

Jing Lichuan couldn't be more satisfied with this method, he stretched his arms to support Jiang Meng's small waist, and thought quietly: This sacrifice of yang energy is worth it!

After being honest about her identity, Jiang Meng felt much more at ease. Even though Jing Lichuan had "studied" her from top to bottom, she was always smiling.

The film king was itching to see it, and he poked Jiang Meng's chubby cheek: "Let me see your little fangs again, I was so obsessed with beauty just now that I didn't see clearly."

Complacent, the little zombie raised his chin arrogantly, and deliberately squeezed his mouth tightly, "I won't show it to you!"

Time passed by, and when it was time to act at night, Tuoba Xiuran knocked on the door of the tomb impatiently: "Are you enough? I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

Bai Zixin was completely free, and Yin Qin followed suit and shouted: "Seven-times-a-night hunk—Brother Chuan! If you don't come out again, those female ghosts are going to make trouble!"

Jing Lichuan reluctantly walked out with Jiang Meng, and handed him a cold look: "Student Xiaobai, I haven't seen my skills in a few days? You just called me... what?"

Bai Zixin has been enslaved by the Movie Emperor for three years, and has developed a habit of being cowardly and only daring to scold behind his back as soon as they meet: "Hey, auditory hallucinations! It must be auditory hallucinations, Brother Chuan, I was wrong!"

Tuoba Xiuran sneered, glanced at Bai Zixin ferociously, lifted his clothes and turned away.

Classmate Xiaobai touched his nose innocently, and secretly slandered him. I've never seen a man with such an unpredictable personality!

The group was ready to set off, but Bai Zixin and Chu Xiang couldn't carry their hands on their shoulders, so they had to put on the black donkey hooves brought by the rescue team. Tang, looks like a spring outing for elementary school students.

The main force of the team, Jing Lichuan and Tuoba Xiuran, are ready to fight, with all weapons and equipment, and with the determination to kill the Quartet, officially start the ghost hunting operation.

Jiang Meng was arranged to hide in a robber's cave to watch the battle, and Xiao Zhulong was in charge of accompanying protection, but this little guy seemed to be a bit of a nonsense, secretly coveting the bag of big white rabbit toffee, and entangled Jiang Meng from time to time in an attempt to snatch it.

Jiang Meng was so entangled by it that she had no choice but to grope for her trouser pockets, but she couldn't find the toffee, and unexpectedly touched a cold hand!

He didn't dare to move, his whole body began to tremble with fright, but there was a faint sound of metal colliding in his ears: "Dingling—Dingling—"

That is his longevity lock beating by itself.

"Block your ears!" Tuoba Xiuran sternly said in the depths of the tunnel, "Whatever you feel is an illusion, just ignore it!"

Little Candle Dragon didn't seem to be included in the list of targets to be teased by the female ghost. It stared at the frightened expression on its little master's face in surprise, and let out a "Kah" in a daze.

Jiang Meng was taken aback for a moment, then hugged Ah Zhu into her arms, and cried, "Don't be afraid..."

The roar of the dragon and the screams of the female ghosts in the tunnel were mixed together, and the battle seemed a bit intense. It must be that the female ghosts had no time to use the longevity lock to cause trouble at this time, and the sound of "dingling" gradually became smaller.

The hand in the hallucination seemed to be gone, Jiang Meng moved her body in fear, the tomb below her suddenly burst into flames, Tuoba Xiuran's dragon tail was churning in the air brazenly, and the screams of the female ghosts were more than one Terrible.

"Jing Lichuan? Brother Huang?"

Jiang Meng called out in a low voice, but unexpectedly the surroundings suddenly fell into a strange dead silence. The next moment, Bai Zixin and Chu Xiang rushed out staggeringly, shouting: "Xiao Zhenzhen! Brother Chuan, let us take you away first." ! The rescue team has already dug the robbery hole to escape! Come down quickly!"

Jiang Meng felt flustered inexplicably, he flew down from the robbery cave on a small candle dragon, and said anxiously: "What happened to Jing Lichuan? Why hasn't he come out yet?"

Bai Zixin sighed in embarrassment, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he did it honestly: "Brother Chuan cut his wrist and filled the entire longevity lock with blood, the female ghost is being swallowed by his blood bit by bit, but he Now I'm sucked in and can't move..."

The tomb passage at the bottom of his feet began to tremble, and hideous cracks appeared on the surrounding stone walls. Small stones began to fall from the top of his head. There was a "bang", like an earthquake, and Jiang Meng began to feel unsteady.

Chu Xiang's eyes were red, she took Jiang Meng's arm, and said anxiously: "There are too many concubines sent to be buried with them in this underground palace, and they are all hidden in longevity locks. Controlling the yin has affected the tremors of the earth veins, and this underground palace is probably about to collapse!"

Bai Zixin was already crying, choked up and said, "Brother Chuan told me to take you out! Let's go!"

Jiang Meng's eyes were completely red with anxiety, his vision was blurred, and he was struggling violently. The panic in his heart about losing Jing Lichuan had completely overwhelmed his rationality: "I don't listen to him! I have to find him... "

"boom--"

The messy picture in front of him fell into a dark curtain. Jiang Meng didn't know what happened, but felt a blur in front of his eyes, a pain in the back of his neck, and then his consciousness was blurred...

Jing Lichuan.

Jiang Meng thought in a daze, with such a big fire and such a violent earthquake, is that arrogant narcissist still alive?

He suddenly felt very sad, and his heart, which was not beating, shrank into a ball a little bit, and it was stuffy and painful.

I can't be... I like Shangjing Lichuan, right?

Before he had time to think about it, his consciousness popped out of his body lightly, and Jiang Meng fell into a drowsy sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Meng felt that someone was pulling his hair. He hummed softly and woke up faintly.

The woman in front of her was wearing a sexy and wild army green V-neck shirt, and her wheat-colored fingertips were teasing Jiang Meng's braid with great interest.

Jiang Meng sat up alertly, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"