Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

In Zhuwu before, when Fu Qing talked about fate, Mo Zilan only asked if the protagonist was He Xiao.Of course Mo Zilan didn't like He Xiao, but it was impossible that he didn't like him to such an extent that he didn't even care about his own life, he had to care about others first.

Fu Qing looked at Mo Zilan quietly, with serious questions in her eyes: "You seem to know more than I imagined."

Mo Zilan leaned over, tugged at his sleeve, and pulled him to move forward.

Fu Qing didn't move, he couldn't move, as if he was being sucked back, he retreated a few steps, with a muffled sound of grievance in his throat.

There is also a face of grievance.Fu Qing was very angry and funny, but she was not in a serious mood.

He twitched again, and this time Fu Qing followed him obediently, without mentioning the matter of fate and soul deed.

Mo Zilan didn't like to say it, and he didn't like to press too hard, but he forgot about it today, and when he remembered it in a few days, he would still mention it from time to time.Mo Zilan had expected it a long time ago, and he was vague when he asked, so it passed.

After a few days of tossing around like this, the two of them entered the territory of Yangque Domain.

The Yangque domain borders the Yinque domain and is located in the south, with a vast sea of ​​fog connected to the southernmost end.The climate in the Yangque domain is hot, and the sects are intertwined. Some sects that use poisonous Gu have studied and controlled the monsters that seep out of the Yangque domain, but in the end, the entire sect was slaughtered by the backlashing monsters.

"The formerly prosperous Poison Sect now has only a side branch. Now the largest force in the Yinque Domain is the Hehuan Sect." Mo Zilan said, and glanced at Fu Qing, "Master, be careful."

Fu Qing glanced at him: "What rubbish are you talking about? There are thousands of sects in the world, which one is easy to deal with?"

"I did not mean that."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Master clearly knows what I mean."

"I didn't realize that you talk so much nonsense before." Fu Qing swept over with a wave of spiritual power, and put Xuexue in Mo Zilan's collar, "You talk a lot on the bed, and you talk a lot when you come out."

Mo Zilan took a slight breath, used his spiritual power to melt the snow, and wiped off the melted water with his hands.

Fu Qing ignored him long ago, went straight into the front shop, answered the code softly, and walked into the dark room inside the shop.

Many of Gui Yizong's outside informants remain anonymous, and many even hide in mortal villages and towns.When the two of them came, they disguised themselves a little in order not to attract attention.But Fu Qing's temperament is still like Qingxue's, which is very easy to attract attention, let alone in a place close to the Hehuan Sect.It was good intentions for Mo Zilan to remind him to be careful, but there were a lot of small thoughts in it.What's more, even if you really run into Hehuanzong, there is nothing to be afraid of.

With the sword in hand, it is the dragon's pond and the tiger's lair, so what is there to be afraid of.

Fu Qing's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a hand slipping into his collar.Mo Zilan's hands were warm, but he took a lot of cold water and sprinkled it on his collar.

The water droplets wet the collar, rolled down along the curve of the body, and wet the inner collar, revealing some skin color faintly while walking.

Fu Qing: "..."

Just about to meet Fu Qing's informant: "..."

The two looked at each other for a moment, Fu Qing came to his senses and coughed lightly: "Tell me about the search for Xianzhou."

While turning the water stains into snowflakes, he grabbed Mo Zilan's hands, wrapped them around, and warned him not to make trouble.

The informant looked at the two of them without any trace.The person who spoke was ordinary in appearance, but he had his own way in every action. He should be the nobleman in Guiyi sect who inquired about Xunxianzhou, so he should not be neglected.And the other one is close to him, looks like a junior, but the breath on his body is really depressing, and he can't take it lightly.

The informant pretended not to see the action of the two with a wink, and began to talk.

"Three months ago, a fisherman was swept into the sea of ​​mist by a storm surge, lost his way, and strayed into Xunxian Prefecture. According to him, he went straight north."

"Ah."

"Later, we invited a star master to walk the path he walked again. The star master had an epiphany halfway, and he still hasn't woken up. Now he has been picked up by the servant boy, and his whereabouts are unknown."

"En." Fu Qing replied calmly.

He has a little impression of this star master.In the novel that showed their fate, there was such a person who broke into the male lead's baby-making catastrophe, and used his flesh and blood to block the catastrophe for him.That person is an unborn Star Master.It was only after the male protagonist spent the spring evening with his granddaughter that he found out that this person had been unconscious since he went to Xunxianzhou, and he didn't wake up until the male protagonist's childbirth.

Presumably it has something to do with the way of heaven, even if this person wakes up, he is still a helper of the way of heaven, and will not help them do things that are against the destiny of heaven.

"We later invited another star master, but due to the delay, we didn't get too many clues. Only one star master said that he felt that there was something different in the southwest, and we had to go deep into the sea of ​​fog to find out. But deep in the sea of ​​fog There is no return, and he dare not go deep into it even if he says anything.”

"Any more?"

"No, the little one only knows so much."

"Okay, thank you." Fu Qing nodded slightly, handed over a spirit stone to the informant, and led Mo Zilan out of the dark room.

Mo Zilan said: "If Master presses me again, maybe he can spit out something."

Fu Qing shook her head slightly.These informants also have their own thoughts, and they only talk about it when they encounter problems, so as not to find them if something happens in the future.

Just now the informant's words were out of line, and he has been urging Fu Qing to find the first star master, also wanting to pass the responsibility on to others.

It's a pity that the timing and behavior of that person's waking up are all in the hands of heaven, and they can't help them.

In this city, mortals and cultivators coexist, and the streets are very lively.Fu Qing thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have any clue about the matter, but he was attracted by the wonton stall on the street.

The aroma of wonton soup spread to the tip of his nose, Fu Qing came back to his senses, withdrew his eyes and continued to walk forward.

"Master, do you want to eat?" Mo Zilan smiled and said, "If you want to eat, I will make it for you. They don't cook well."

Fu Qing paused: "Time is running out, forget it."

"It's nothing urgent." Mo Zilan squeezed his palm, "I'm fine, and you're fine too. Master go to the inn and wait for me for a while."

Fu Qing didn't stop, Mo Zilan quickly rushed out.

Long before they set off, Qin Lefeng arranged a place for them to live along the way.There was really nothing to do at this time, so Fu Qing walked to the inn.

Along the way, I actually met some disciples of the Hehuan Sect.For members of the Hehuan sect, the more gaudy they are, the lower their level.The one with the highest status, on the contrary, doesn't have a trace of vulgarity in his body, which makes people can't help but love him.The person Fu Qing met was surrounded by a group of Hehuan Sect disciples. He was a pitiful young man with a clear face.

The young man looked around with innocent eyes, and when he saw Fu Qing, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and then he stopped him curiously: "Hey, why are you dressed differently from the people here?"

In order to resist the severe cold of the Hanchuan Realm, Fu Qing's magic robes were covered with many small magic weapons to keep out the cold. In the eyes of the people of Yangque Region, it was indeed strange.

Fu Qing glanced at them: "Northern people, use this as an excuse."

The young man was a little surprised: "I haven't met a northerner yet. I wonder if this brother has time to tell me a few things about the north. It doesn't need to be too much, just a few words."

"No need, as a young master, it's not a problem if you want to hear about the affairs of the north. Don't make things difficult for me, a passer-by."

After finishing speaking, Fu Qing slightly nodded at him, turned and left.

When he was leaving, he heard the young man angry behind him: "It is said that the sword cultivators in the Yinque Domain are a group of idiots who don't understand the style, but I didn't expect to stay to this extent!"

Fu Qing was noncommittal and left on his own.

Mo Zilan's movements have always been neat, if he returned to the inn and found that he had not returned, he might have to make excuses again.

As Fu Qing expected, Mo Zilan returned before he arrived at the inn, holding a shiny jade bowl in his hand.

"Master has a smell."

Fu Qing asked, "What's the smell?"

Mo Zilan sniffed: "It smells strange."

Fu Qing glanced at him: "Virtue."

Then he told Mo Zilan about the boy he met on the road.

While listening to him, Mo Zilan dipped the wonton in vinegar and gave it to Fu Qing.

The wonton skin is thin and the stuffing is big, and the hot and humid heat is sandwiched with the sour aroma of vinegar, which makes people's index fingers twitch.Fu Qing leaned forward and took a bite, but his complexion suddenly changed.

He swallowed the wonton with difficulty, but tears unconsciously dripped from the corners of his eyes, sticking to his eyelashes and unable to fall off.

"Master, what's the matter?" Mo Zilan's concerned question rang in his ears.

Fu Qing reluctantly said: "I don't eat spicy food—"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone held his lips and squeezed a piece of cold ice into his mouth.

This traitor is deliberate.The spicy feeling has not subsided, and even the ice is painful.He held Mo Zilan's lips between his upper and lower front teeth resentfully, grinding out the bloody smell.

Mo Zilan quickly turned from defense to offense, attacking the city aggressively, as if he wanted to dye his own scent all over Fu Qing's body.

The ice cube melted during the contest between the two, and no one could hold it, so it dripped down together with the silver thread, staining a dark wet mark on the intertwined clothes.

After the kiss was over, both of them had bright red and moist lips.

Mo Zilan helped Fu Qing tidy up his clothes: "It's a bit spicy."

Fu Qing sighed: "Bold and rebellious."

He glanced at the wontons: "Are they all spicy?"

"Only that one." Mo Zilan said honestly, "Master is right, I am a daring traitor who deliberately tricks you into eating spicy food to take advantage."

"Not ashamed, but proud." Fu Qing pushed him away.

"There's really only that one, Master, don't waste the others." Mo Zilan grabbed his hand, stuffed the chopsticks into his hand, and led him to pick up wontons.

Fu Qing didn't resist for long, and tasted it with his strength.

"How about it?"

"good."

Mo Zilan sat down across the table with a smile on his face, and watched Fu Qing seriously finish the bowl of wontons with his face up.

When Fu Qing was about to finish eating, he asked: "Master, are you going to find the unconscious Star Master?"

Fu Qing shook her head slightly, and told Mo Zilan the reason for the star master's consciousness.

"Master, did such a thing happen in the previous life?"

Fu Qing hesitated for a moment: "I don't know as a teacher. In the last life, He Xiao almost never broke through in the Cold River Realm. I thought his chances were all abroad... I never thought that he also had love abroad."

When he saw the opportunity, he only paid attention to Mo Zilan's part, but now that he thought about it, he realized that he hardly knew what happened to He Xiao, the hero.

But Mo Zilan seemed to be pleased, his brows and eyes were filled with lazy joy.

Once the fear is gone, the child is like a lazy cat.Fu Qing subconsciously touched his head, and heard Mo Zilan ask again: "Then Master, do you want to find another star master?"

"No, go directly to the sea." Fu Qing gently stroked Mo Zilan's hair, "With a general direction, I can also come up with some clues."

Fu Qing slowed down his tone, and said with a sigh: "Your master also has astrology that can see through the secrets..."

The author has something to say: I am back, today is a sweet chapter.It should be nine o'clock in the evening these days.Is there anyone willing to give me a hug?

感谢在2019-12-2915:18:19~2020-01-1820:44:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Mandarine and Congtong 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 40 bottles of nine-color deer; 194565701 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!