Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

Fu Qing was stunned: "...huh?"

After recovering, Fu Qing nodded, hummed, and signaled that he understood.

Mo Zilan didn't respond, so Fu Qing raised his voice a little: "I know."

Every time Mo Zilan saw him, he was as excited as a chirping magpie.No matter how dull he was, he had already noticed it.It's just that Mo Zilan suddenly pointed it out, he was a little unexpected.

After living two lifetimes, it seems that Mo Zilan rarely told him what he likes.No matter which path he chooses, Fu Qing said to him "you are suitable", and Mo Zilan walked on without looking back.It's no wonder that when he finally found that the magic way was more suitable for him, he would alienate himself.

It's even weirder when it comes to small things. When Mo Zilan asked him what he wanted for acting like a baby, he always said that he wanted it.

It seemed that he had thought about what he should like and what he should not like, and then he thought about whether Fu Qing would agree, before he dared to make the request.With a cautious look, there is no difference between the past and the present.

Fu Qing sometimes even has a headache.Isn't he some kind of beast that can eat people, trembling with trembling whenever he gets close, afraid of death without a place to bury him?

Fortunately, there is still a chance in this life to correct Mo Zilan's excessive nervousness.

Mo Zilan was still pillowed on his shoulder, his breathing trembled by the waterfall, and he threw himself on his body, which was extremely hot and humid, dyeing his fair skin a little red, which then faded away under the chill.

He said in his heart, you obviously don't even know a ten-thousandth of what I like about you.

Delicious dare not say.If he said so, his immortal would probably flee under the blue smoke without even shaking off the waterfall water from his body.

Mo Zilan: "The Immortal sent me away before, were you injured?"

Fu Qing shook his head.Before Yu Shaozi became immortal, he entrusted his two uneasy little apprentices to this big disciple. If Duan Qingchuan hurts anyone, he and Qin Lefeng will not be hurt.

But Mo Zilan murmured in a low voice: "Liar. Where's your spiritual power? Even though I'm a monster, I can sense spiritual power..." He hugged him tighter, as if holding the most precious and fragile thing in his arms. Treasure, muttering in his mouth, he was not sure what he was asking: "Xianzun, where is your spiritual power..."

Was it deprived by some rebellious apprentice?Did he still imprison you in the Demon Realm, destroy your most cherished cultivation world, and slaughter the Vientiane Sect, the source of your sect?He is good or bad, how can he deserve to like you.

"Brother wants to punish me for stealing spiritual wine, so I sealed my spiritual power, don't think about it." Fu Qing sensed the depression of that body, followed his figure, and rubbed Mo Zilan's wet hair.

Mo Zilan also drank the wine buried in the Little Spirit Realm in his previous life, and he never forgot it.At that time, the master found out and didn't punish him. He didn't pay attention in this life, and directly used Zui Qianxian as an introduction, and strengthened the bones in his body that belonged to the immortal way after his body size increased.Unexpectedly, it caused Master to suffer the crime of Lengbao.

Fu Qing's hand rested on Mo Zilan's head, feeling warm, like a scorching meteorite thrown into his restless heart.

The boy suddenly grabbed his hand, held it tightly, and said in a deep voice, "The waterfall is on top, don't stretch it."

This kid is in charge of the sky and the earth, and it's up to him.Fu Qing's temper was not very good and he said: "I told you, you are not a monster. Although the natural monster body is difficult to deal with, it must not be unsolvable."

Mo Zilan murmured, sounding disbelieving.He had given himself too much hope in his previous life, but in the end, they all ended in depression.If it's anything else, he can believe that Master can do it.It's just that if it wasn't for the fact that his demon breath was too strong in this life, Fu Qing couldn't even find out that he was a monster, so how could he solve it.

Although he couldn't hear it, the young man's dejected expression seemed to appear before Fu Qing's eyes.His throat felt hot.The method of Seizing the Heaven Forbidden Technique was lingering in his mind, he almost wanted to tell Mo Zilan directly that things were not as bad as you imagined.

But he felt a Ling Ran sword energy flying towards him, brushing past him, not hurting him, but forcing Mo Zilan who was pregnant with him to move a few steps.

The boulder-like cold waterfall poured down again, like the darkness when night fell, quickly swallowing people up.

Fu Qing nodded slightly: "Brother."

Duan Qingchuan in the distance glanced at Mo Zilan, his face still pale.Mo Zilan cast a vicious glance at him, then looked away again, as if caught by the sword master's aura.

The man in white got into the water, and following his steps, the water in the pool froze step by step, and blossoming frozen lotuses carved out of ice.When he got closer, Leng Pu's spirit entangled him friendly, and Fu Qing's spirit veins were obviously dimmed.

Duan Qingchuan paused for a moment, then stopped, a ice lotus formed in his hand, and pushed towards Fu Qing.

The ice lotus is white on the outside, but there are spots of bright red on the inside.Mo Zilan stared at it firmly, as if he was afraid that some kind of ice blade would burst out suddenly.

The ice lotus carrying Duan Qingchuan's aura slid carefree along the cold pool to Fu Qing's knee, and he picked it up with his hand.

Like the spring breeze melting snow, when the ice lotus touched his fingertips, it consciously faded away, revealing the delicate and beautiful stamens contained inside.

Warm and delicate to the touch, as if the silk product has been kneaded into a thin line.

Fu Qing knew it.Duan Qingchuan also gave him this thing in his previous life. It is brocade spit out by fire silkworms. It is attached to the magic weapon. Just a trace of it can resist the extreme cold.Duan Qingchuan brought him a lanyard, but it was not for him to sacrifice, but for him to make a lanyard for his safety wear.

He suffered from the cold air entering his body day and night, but relied on the cold air to suppress the puppet curse in his body.Duan Qingchuan has been looking for a way for him to relieve the pain without weakening the cold air, and he has been thinking about it and brought it back to him.

Fu Qing wrapped the spirit brocade around the Ping An Pei, and felt the coldness in his body relieved a lot.The curvature of the eyebrows also eased, and he thanked Duan Qingchuan: "Thank you, brother."

Duan Qingchuan is not a talkative person, he wants to leave when the things are delivered.Before leaving, I saw a lively messenger butterfly flying in from outside with an arc.

Yu Shaozi made this kind of spirit butterfly before, and only used it for himself and his three apprentices to communicate in the Exalted Domain.It goes without saying who the Lingdie came from.

When she sensed Duan Qingchuan's aura, Lingdie, who was flying towards Fu Qing freely, suddenly panicked and flew forward very quickly.

But he still couldn't escape, Duan Qingchuan fired a little sword energy, and the message spirit butterfly disappeared, revealing a few words written by spiritual power.Beautiful but not small, it is Qin Lefeng's handwriting.

Fu Qing noticed Duan Qingchuan's movements, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"Qin Lefeng's message," Duan Qingchuan calmly read out the first few words on the message Lingdie, "Duan Qingchuan is really not sure."

Duan Qingchuan just contacted Qin Lefeng, learned about the bet, and retrieved the spirit brocade that was temporarily held by Qin Lefeng.Unexpectedly, not long after he left, Qin Lefeng began to send messages to Fu Qing.Every word and every sentence was meant to ridicule him.

Fu Qing froze for a moment, with a touch of gloating in his eyes.His Senior Brother Qin didn't know what happened to him. He was caught on the spot when he said something bad about himself during the last teaching session.Chewing on Duan Qingchuan's tongue today, even Lingdie fell into the hands of the elder brother.

Duan Qingchuan was very gifted when he practiced swords when he was young, and he was able to comprehend the mysteries of heaven and heaven a little faster than his peers, but he never became famous.It was because of his bad aim that even standing in front of him, a single sword cut would deflect others.When Fu Qing started, Duan Qingchuan was already a sword cultivator in a famous town. There is no evidence for this. All he heard were a few words from Qin Lefeng and Yu Shaozi.

Mo Zilan on the side was a little puzzled: "Not sure?"

Fu Qing turned his head to look in the direction of Mo Zilan, and warned him not to talk too much.There was no seriousness on his face.

Duan Qingchuan himself responded instead: "It's really not sure."

It was true that he missed the target, countless ice blades stabbed in the air and scattered all over the ground, but none of them landed on Fu Qing.

Fu Qing replied to him lacking in confidence: "Senior brother is too modest."

If the person who was there at that time was Mo Zilan, he would have been tied into a sieve long ago.Duan Qingchuan turned his good intentions into mistakes, and Fu Qing, who has been favored, felt a little ashamed for some reason.

The cold waterfall falling on his body became smaller again, and it was Mo Zilan who walked over against the cold current again.This time, he kept the boundary and didn't stick to Fu Qing's body.

Fu Qing raised her head, as if she still wanted to drive him away.

Duan Qingchuan's complexion in the distance became more and more unkind, but Mo Zilan acted as if he didn't see it, and only whispered to Fu Qing: "I can't bear to see you frown."

Just now when Fu Qing turned his head, although he didn't have sorrowful thoughts, his brows were tightened due to the cold waterfall, and his lips were pale.

Under the washing of the cold waterfall, the clothes were all attached to the body, revealing a beautiful bone appearance.That little bit of red in the Lingjin seemed to envelop him in a glamorous way, making people want to get close to him, hold the fairy tortured by the cold in his arms, and comfort him with his own hot body temperature.

No matter what, Mo Zilan dared not reveal this selfishness, so he just kept to the bottom line and tortured himself sweetly.

He is always afraid.The closer you get, the more afraid you get.Cherishing the warmth he got, he was unrelentingly afraid of going up, but he was afraid that when he woke up from the dream, he would be left alone, bearing the deep hatred of his master.

Fu Qing pondered for a moment, then beckoned him to come over.

After noticing that the heat source was approaching, he calmly said: "You said you like me, so I will order you. It's cold, please prepare warm soup for me." After thinking about it, he added: " Three meals a day, even one less meal."

There was a little smile in Mo Zilan's tone.

He whispered: "The Immortal Venerable wants to send me away, and then tell the Sword Venerable something that I can't listen to. Just say it straight, don't bother to think about my feelings."

His mind was exposed, but Fu Qing didn't show any guilty conscience on his face, instead he said fiercely to the young man: "Do you dare not do it?"

"Don't dare," Mo Zilan sighed with a smile, and retreated to the side, "I'm most afraid of immortals."

Mo Zilan's voice was gradually covered by the overwhelming sound of running water, became blurred, and finally could not be heard clearly at all.

Fu Qing whispered to herself: "I'm afraid of you too..."

He thought it was impossible to hear this voice with a young man's cultivation base, so he put the words behind him after he finished speaking.

But he couldn't see it, because of his low and numb words, under the cover of the cold waterfall, a bright red crept up to the tip of the young man's ears.

The master was eroded by the cold air, and it was hard to see his unreservedness, but Duan Qingchuan did not.Mo Zilan couldn't stay here any longer.

But even after the cold waterfall, the words full of helplessness and connivance echoed in my mind, I am afraid of you too.

When Fu Qing refused to admit that he was afraid of him, Mo Zilan was angry at him for deceiving himself and others.But when he thought of Fu Qing admitting that he was afraid of him, Mo Zilan's heart felt like a knife, and he didn't dare to hear this sentence at all.

But why, when he really heard the master say these words, what he felt was not grief, but... ecstasy?

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