Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

"Yes."

Mo Zilan forced the corners of his lips to bend: "It's a bit believable."

In matters of destiny, what does it mean to be "somewhat believable"?Fu Qing wanted to scold him, but couldn't open his mouth.

Fu Qing finally sighed.No matter what Mo Zilan did, in the face of the cruel fate, he always felt more pity for Mo Zilan.

Fu Qing blinked her eyebrows, as if she was struggling for something, but finally told Mo Zilan the general content of the novel in detail.

Mo Zilan's body became more and more stiff in his arms, Fu Qing gently covered his head, sending him spiritual power to heal his injuries.

Mo Zilan's demonic aura was smoldering in his body, and when the water-like spiritual power entered his body, it melted away in an instant like a mud cow entering the sea.Fu Qing wasn't discouraged either, and still bit by bit the magic breath in his body.

"I'm jealous of my junior brother's natural luck, lack of strength and obsession." Mo Zilan seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be mourning, "I killed Qin Lefeng and seriously injured you. Before you die, entrust him with Your sword killed me, did you?"

"No." Fu Qing held his head and shook it, "Your brain is filled with water? That's just something in the novel."

"It's also fate." Mo Zilan shrank into Fu Qing's arms, looking straight at Fu Qing in the miasma that blocked his sight, "You pity me, you don't want such fate to happen. That's great."

"It's good." Fu Qing subconsciously refuted him, and then realized belatedly that there was no joy in Mo Zilan's "that's great".

Mo Zilan said calmly: "I have already said, if Master can take pity on me... please pity me a little more."

Fu Qing suddenly didn't want to look at him, but the scenery in the distance, whether it was vision or consciousness, had long been completely blocked by the miasma.Fu Qing suddenly realized that he seemed to be completely surrounded by Mo Zilan and had nowhere to escape.

I didn't plan to escape either.Fu Qing finally looked at him and said, "No."

"It's really not... From your point of view, the future of Destiny is not good." Mo Zilan raised the corners of his lips, his eyes were condensed, "You hate monsters so much, of course you want to prevent the seal of the demon domain from being broken. You don't hesitate to sacrifice yourself Demon, Master is really patient."

When Mo Zilan finished speaking, he had already closed his eyes.

If such words are exported, a beating is inevitable.

But Fu Qing just looked at him and sighed slowly: "No."

He tapped Mo Zilan lightly on the top of his head: "Don't always think that I want to harm you... I am different from other people you meet."

"what's the difference?"

Fu Qing lowered her eyes slightly, and found a fulcrum backward as if she was out of strength, and leaned her body up: "I died once, and I died hundreds of years later. I thought I was going to die, and when I woke up, I found that I was back in the past."

Mo Zilan's body suddenly stiffened, like a tall and straight stone.

Fu Qing has always been used to walking alone, walking alone, and rarely feels lonely.At this time, Mo Zilan was in his arms, but he suddenly felt a little lonely.Like a silk thread, it sticks to the body and cannot be peeled off, even if it is cut off, it cannot be shaken off, but it is harmless, and it can only pretend that it does not exist.

He sighed lightly: "Don't be so scared, I won't drag you to hell."

Mo Zilan reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, his mouth was a little astringent: "I'm not scared by you, it's just..."

It's just so confusing that I don't know where to start.

No wonder Master resisted him so much at first, it turned out to be his own fault.

He felt like he was walking on the edge of a precipice.On one side is the abyss, if you step into it, everything you have now will be shattered.On the other side is a swamp that chooses people to swallow. The road under your feet is smooth for the time being, but you don't know which step you take wrong, and you will sink into it.

The magic breath became stronger and stronger, making it suffocating.If it wasn't for Mo Zilan still being held in his arms, Fu Qing would almost suspect that he was left alone in a world without anyone else.

The young man in his arms grabbed his arm tightly, his voice hoarse: "Have you... met me in your previous life?"

"Of course." Fu Qing was a little depressed by the devil's breath, and didn't bother to think so much, so he just said what he had, "If it wasn't for that traitor, I wouldn't have died so early."

"Oh." Mo Zilan snorted, as if angry.

Fu Qing raised his head a little, staring blankly at the top of Mo Zilan's head.Memories of the past slowly came to the fore, and those who once felt unreasonable are now relieved a lot.

"I accepted him, but I failed to fulfill my master's responsibility."

"No." Mo Zilan interrupted Fu Qing, was silent for a while, and said slowly, "You are fine."

"How do you know I'm alright?"

"You are... very good." So good that it made him extremely painful and he couldn't stop, let alone live another life, even if he lived thousands of lives, his instinct, his reason, and his emotions would only recognize this one. people.

He wants to monopolize this person who has the whole world in his heart, but he can't let his mind belong to him alone.

Whenever he thought of this, Mo Zilan felt that his chest was empty and bloody, as if his heart had been gouged out with a thin knife.

He finally said: "You've been kind to a lot of people."

Fu Qing didn't take it seriously, and hugged him tighter: "Master is a person who is like a master and a father. I have a family of my own, but it disappeared later. But he didn't, but I didn't notice it. Alienated disciple..."

"No..." Mo Zilan struggled in his arms.

"In the end, he was separated from me, and it was my own fault."

"No—" Mo Zilan let out a desperate sob.He tried his best to tilt his head back, a piece of moisture stained Fu Qing's shoulders, whether it was tears or blood stains, "The mistake is..."

Mo Zilan opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be tightly blocked, and he couldn't say anything.

He couldn't tell how he fell into a demon, pushing him further and further away step by step.But he didn't want to make up an ignorant lie to deceive Fu Qing and steal the fragile peace, so he got stuck here, and out of tune notes slipped out of his throat.

Fu Qing raised her hand, rubbed it on his head in a strange way, and brushed away his blood-stained hair bit by bit.

Then buried his head in the crescent of his neck.

"I didn't know his fate at the beginning, but I just found out that he was born with a demon body by accident. It's just that cultivation is against the sky, and I have always been arrogant. Although I have been suppressing my physique for him, I didn't take this matter to heart. superior.

"It wasn't until I retreated once and saw through a few strands of heavenly secrets that I realized that he was the doomed devil."

Fu Qing paused for a moment, then continued: "I haven't made up my mind on how to deal with it yet. He suddenly lost his temper just after leaving the customs. I asked him the reason and didn't say anything. Later, I was busy looking for a way to break the destiny, so I ignored him. When he went back, there was already a problem with his xinxing."

Mo Zilan asked almost word for word, "What's the problem?"

"Headstrong, extremely paranoid." Fu Qingjing was quiet for a moment, and overturned what she said just now, "Maybe someone is obstructing it, and there may be some misunderstanding among us."

He sighed: "But I paid him back a lot later. I don't know if it can be considered even. It should be not even. If I cared about him more, I wouldn't have reached that point in the end... I owe him a lot of money." His whole life."

"To what extent?" Mo Zilan's voice trembled a little, as if his most secret memory had been pulled away, and it was not Fu Qing who was revealed to others, but him.

Fu Qing fumbled to wipe away the warm tears from the corners of his eyes: "You cried after you just said this, and if you say more, wouldn't you want to die on the spot? Don't say it."

It's funny to say, this is the first time he thinks that Mo Zilan is quite likable when he cries.

The previous feeling of loneliness was swept away by him, and there was even a faint smile in his heart.

Mo Zilan clenched his wrist tightly, although he couldn't see clearly, he could feel the hope on his face.

Fu Qing still just said: "Don't talk about it. Isn't it just that the master and the apprentice turned against each other, and I died unexpectedly."

Mo Zilan refused to speak, Fu Qing could only pull his stiff body back, as if he was going to be embedded in his blood.

"It's not that he killed me. I have no grudge against him, so I don't care about him anymore. You are enough to torture me. I never regarded you as a burden, a natural demon body...you are my apprentice, If others don’t love you, how can you be a teacher? You’re only angry if you love you.” Fu Qing continued intermittently, “Besides, you’re just a little stupid, a little stubborn...it’s better than those old-fashioned family members who don’t know how much."

Fu Qing was bound around his wrists, and could only feel the tears on his hands wiping more and more, but it was inconvenient to use force.With a twitch of his heart, he went down and gently pecked away the tears from Mo Zilan's face.

"It's not bad. The tears of a natural demon body are also salty..."

As soon as Fu Qing finished speaking, Mo Zilan seemed to suddenly realize something, like a live fish thrown ashore, he suddenly turned over and suppressed Fu Qing.

The hot and humid smell of blood rushed into the nostrils, and then attacked the taste buds.

Mo Zilan bit Fu Qing's lip fiercely, and the rhythm of attacking the city was a little anxious.The head was tightly restrained, and Fu Qing could even vaguely feel the shape of his fingers.

Fu Qing tilted his head up and let him do what he did, his throat turned several times, for some reason, the corners of his eyes became slightly hot, and a stream of tears flowed out.

He was weeping quietly, occasionally cooperating with Mo Zilan, gently brushing the tip of his tongue.

A small response is enough to start a wildfire.Wet and soft, intertwined, no one can withdraw alone.

As if the long breath had finally been used up, Mo Zilan left Fu Qing, both of them were breathless.

Mo Zilan's voice seemed to come from a distance, with a provocative and strange voice: "Master, I think..."

Fu Qing's body froze for a moment.The magic breath became stronger and stronger, he opened his eyes, but couldn't see Mo Zilan's figure.

So he stretched out his hand to explore, and unconsciously wrapped Mo Zilan's body lightly.

Mo Zilan could see clearly in the strong demon breath.

The three thousand black hairs were messed up long ago, falling down like a crow-colored waterfall.The clothes were also crumpled, and the neckline was slightly spread out, revealing some snowy white skin under the dark color.

And the slender but powerful arm was hooking him, anxiously trying to get him closer.

Mo Zilan blinked, but he seemed to be able to count how many eyelashes he had grown.

After going out, I still don't know what to do.He thought, just wish this moment was longer.

At this moment, a slight sword sound came from the ear.

It was just a faint sound, but it cleared away the magic breath from this side and split the mist in the altar.

It also cut off the beauty of a room.

Before Mo Zilan could react, he felt that the hand hooking him suddenly exerted force and pulled him into a warm embrace.

Fu Qing's voice was still a little hoarse: "It's okay, Master is here."

The author has something to say: The mental state was too bad a few days ago. I went to play games for a few days and took medicine.Thank you to the little angel who is still with me qwq