Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

Fu Qing regained consciousness before Mo Zilan touched Pingan Pei.

Originally, I thought that since I agreed to tolerate him, I would follow the child's wishes and see what excessive things he could do.

But he seems to have overestimated himself a bit.

In the previous life, after Mo Zilan fell into a demon, his eyes became abyss-like black, very similar to Mo Zilan's lifeless eyes after he was drunk.Being stared at by the drunk Mo Zilan, he seemed, indeed, a little scared.

Fu Qing actually didn't dislike this feeling very much.When he first started to practice, he was full of heart to prove that he was not a puppet of monsters, he hated monsters to the bone, and he was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself from causing murder.It's just that when I stand tall, whether it's fear or hatred, it can be overcome at any time, and it won't breed demons.

It's just that Fu Qing dared not forget what happened because of Mo Zilan in the previous life.Duan Qingchuan's dying message talisman, the suffocating demon breath in the realm of comprehension, the hell on earth where blood is flowing, and a light sentence of past lives can't hide Fu Qing's palpitations.

Just now Mo Zilan touched the Ping An Pei, and he wanted to take it away.Maybe he wants to crush it, control Fu Qing, kill Duan Qingchuan, and release those monsters who surrendered to him.

Then pressed his hands and said to him, Master, you are so incompetent, you have lived a new life, and you are still struggling under me.

Maybe I was really stunned for a moment, so I resisted so fiercely.

Fu Qing used the dim light to look at Mo Zilan who was unconscious in the grass.The young man's lips were as pale as blood, reminding Fu Qing of the absurd drunkenness just now.

He made a tactic, and the aura gathered at his fingertips.

But it went out after a few breaths.

Then use spells to transport him away, I am afraid it will aggravate the damage to the root bone.

Fu Qing sighed helplessly, knelt down, and picked up the boy.

The young man's body is still very slender, but it didn't take much effort to respond to what Mo Zilan often said.

But even so, Fu Qing still had some grudges.When he reached the edge of the cold spring, he didn't take care of him meticulously, but just threw it away, allowing Mo Zilan to sink half of his body into the icy cold water.

Mo Zilan also felt the cold even in a coma, and the sound of bones trembling could be heard faintly.

Fu Qing hesitated for a while by the spring.The influence of Mo Zilan's magic breath on him has not been completely eliminated.And the drunkenness of Qianxian is really long, he needs cold spring to force out his drunkenness.It's just that Mo Zilan was inside.

Fu Qing stood by the spring for a few breaths.

I stood for a few more breaths.

The cold air from the cold spring rose up, Fu Qing finally got into the water - and carried Mo Zilan out.

After throwing the boy into the nearby warm spring, Fu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the center of the cold spring.

He buried himself in the water and curled up naturally.

A person is still too cold to be sober.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a voice from the spring: "... Immortal, are you there?"

The voice was muffled, and the youthful voice was still low and hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up.

Fu Qing didn't want to talk to him.

So he let himself be at the bottom of the water, being washed back and forth by the spring water.

He didn't come out, and the boy by the spring didn't move, as if he wanted to wait until the end of time.

Fu Qing emerged from the cold spring, and when he exhaled, he spat out some bubbles, but his tone was still serious: "Why are you awake?"

Mo Zilan: "Cold."

The clothes on his body were still dripping wet.The dripping water turns into ice, making a slight sound in the night.

"The body is soaked, and it is not cold enough to dry out in the cold river environment?"

Mo Zilan let out a "hmm" and shook his head again: "It's not cold to be around Xianzun."

Fu Qing lowered her eyes: "I'm cold. I'm cold when you are here."

"Is that so..." Mo Zilan's eyes were clearly hurt and dejected. If he didn't know it, he thought it was Fu Qing who bullied him.

Fu Qing didn't want to talk to him yet, so she sank into the water again.

Only a circle of ripples remained on the dark blue water.

He began to think seriously about Mo Zilan's words.He always felt that a child as young as Mo Zilan couldn't beat him, even if he was born with a demon body, what was there to be afraid of?

But he seems wrong.There are still many things about Mo Zilan that he dare not think about, including secrets, including Mo Zilan himself.

very depressed.

Fu Qingxian, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, turned up the water boredly at the bottom of the water, as if this could take away the current problems.

After turning for a long time, I was still depressed, but the time has passed quietly.

But I heard rustling sounds from the snow outside.

On the surface of the silent spring, half a head popped out, and Gu Jing looked at the shore with his eyes without waves.

The figure of the boy on the shore was a bit shorter, his back was straight like a bow, his head was hanging down, shaking when the wind blows, he looked pitiful.

Quietly and piously, she knelt down in Fu Qing's direction.

This is a kneeling method that is very easy to get tired, and when kneeling in the snow, it doesn't take half a moment for the knees to be bitten like ants, and the cold wind blowing on the body cuts directly into the bone like a knife.

If it was Fu Qing, I'm afraid he would have to find ways to keep out the cold and relieve the pain after kneeling for a long time.However, Mo Zilan seemed to be frozen, and his shoulders didn't even slump.

The child seemed to be used to pain.This is not good, and I will help him change it in the future.After thinking about it, Fu Qing felt that her attitude should be worse.So he stared at Mo Zilan and thought sarcastically, compared to the last time when he wanted to harm himself, this time he was a bit smarter.

Hearing the turbulence of the water, the boy trembled all over, and immediately raised his eyes, a star-like light appeared in the dark eyes.

But in the next second, the head on the water sank back again.

This kid dared to bite him, take off his clothes, and even dared to think about Ping An Pei. Fu Qing felt that he needed to be angry for a while.

Just a quarter of an hour.He calculated the time in his heart, if it was too long, Mo Zilan would probably faint on his knees.

Mo Zilan's problem is still small, Fu Qing doesn't think that he has lived for hundreds of years and can't even control a child.

He was worried about Duan Qingchuan.

This big brother who cultivates the way of ruthlessness is the most unselfish person in the world.Fu Qing was still ignorant when he learned swordsmanship from him, and often played tricks and tried to be lazy, but he didn't succeed a few times.Every time he was taken out and punished, he had to continue practicing swords with red eyes.

Duan Qingchuan was grateful for Yushaozi's respect as a master, and took good care of his relics, even the two junior brothers were not allowed to touch them.If he found out that Fu Qing secretly let people into the Little Spirit Realm, and even dug up Yu Shaozi's favorite Zui Qianxian, he might be so angry that he would freeze the Fuyun Realm.With Mo Zilan's drinking method, he almost drowned in the gentleness of Zui Qianxian, and the smell might not dissipate in three or two days.

Regardless of the altar of wine, just talking about Mo Zilan's innate demon body, it is difficult to get away with it.

Before Fu Qing came back, he asked Qin Lefeng to pay more attention to Duan Qingchuan's movements. He didn't know when there would be news.Unexpectedly, Mo Zilan, who has always been well-behaved and forbearing, was crushed by a drunken immortal at this moment.

I only hope that when Duan Qingchuan comes back, Qin Lefeng can be there to help them drag.

Fu Qing sighed lightly.This incident brought back the memories of when he was studying art when he was young, he racked his brains to hide from Duan Qingchuan in order to be lazy.

A few tiny hot air bubbles flickered out and rushed towards the surface of the water.

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He counted the time, pinched a quarter of an hour, and suddenly jumped out of the water.

Strings of water droplets fell, Fu Qing walked forward step by step, the water droplets still adhering to his body gradually formed thin frost, and then were shaken off at will.

He came with frost and snow, but it was as bright as the moon.

It was too cold to kneel in the snow.Mo Zilan's consciousness was already very thin, so he gathered some strength with difficulty, and stared at him without blinking.

In the night, Fu Qing's complexion could not be seen clearly.Mo Zilan had a splitting headache, as if he saw Fu Qing's face was half slumped and half cold peachy after he was drunk.

Such a master is so beautiful.He dared not look any further.

But it's so beautiful.I really want to see you again.

Fu Qing didn't know what was going on in his heart, seeing Mo Zilan lowered his head again, he thought he was ashamed.

"you--"

Just when he was about to ask Mo Zilan to get up, he saw a faintly bright spirit butterfly in the vast night sky, drawing a bright spiritual line, and flying towards him affectionately.

The awe-inspiring sword intent above is Duan Qingchuan's aura.

Fu Qing froze, letting the butterfly fly to his shoulder.Subconsciously touch it with your fingertips, and the strong four characters appear in front of you.

"It's coming, wait a moment."

Duan Qingchuan is almost here.Maybe a quarter of an hour later, maybe the next breath.

Fu Qing's aura froze for a moment, and the spirit butterfly shattered in an instant, like a fluke of his being wiped out.

The author has something to say: Mo Zilan: Master, it looks good, and I want to make it with soy sauce.

Brother Jianzun who found out that his junior was almost raped: ...!

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