The protagonist always wants to capture me

Lin Rong stared at the young man in a daze for a moment, and saw that the boy's usually clean smile was stained with a trace of evil spirit. Under this evil spirit, even the last trace of his face, which was only a third of the resemblance to Yu Zheng, was erased. He was inexplicable He calmed down calmly, raised his head to stare at the young man, the anxiety in his eyes disappeared, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Mo, come here and be safe."

Mo Nianzheng noticed Lin Rong's change, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes, which was replaced by regret. He raised his hand to let the people behind him back down, clapped his hands, and the strange beast approached Lin Rong and said, "Lin Rong Brother, aren't you curious how I recognized you?"

Lin Rong raised his eyes, fingered the black jade with dragon pattern on his waist, and said, "How else can I recognize it?"

"Oh, is that so?" Mo Nianzheng reached out and took the dragon-patterned ink jade from Lin Rong's hand, and the jade pendant that had been tied to Lin Rong's body for several days obediently let go, and returned to the owner's hand, " You must have forgotten that night, right?"

"You..." Lin Rong looked at Mo Nianzheng in surprise, recalled what Yuzheng said yesterday, and sneered, "If I hadn't kicked you off that day, I would have been the one who fell into the cold lake."

"It's my fault. I recognized the wrong person for a while." Mo Nianzheng lay half of his body on the strange beast's head, holding the antlers in his hands, and gently scratched, not caring about being seen the truth that day, "But How will you compensate me for my legs?"

"You tried to push someone, but you want compensation from me, Mo Nianzheng, you didn't wake up today, did you?" Lin Rong frowned, propped himself up and took a few steps back, he was really exhausted now.

"The person my brother likes is really eloquent." Mo Nianzheng let out a muffled laugh, "What should I do, I want to grab whatever my brother likes. Your name is Lin Rong, right? Rongrong, I really fell in love with you at first sight, Why don't you consider me?"

elder brother?

A trace of doubt flashed across Lin Rong's heart. Before he had time to think about it, he was irritated by the last sentence, grabbed Mo Nianzheng's collar and said, "Don't you like to snatch Xiaozheng's things? What do you mean by killing them after you snatch them?"

"You mean Yang Tian?" Mo Nianzheng slapped Lin Rong's hand away with a sneer, "That old man just sighs every day when he sees me, why don't I have what my brother has? Just because he is the prince's son? My father killed the whole family. I don’t even want to see what Yuli and Yang Xueer are, tsk, I really want to see how my brother knows the truth.”

Lin Rong was at a loss for words. Sometimes the author is the person who least knows how to speak. When the characters in the book stand in front of him, he really can't criticize anything. If Mo Nianzheng is really wrong, then the author Wouldn't it be even more unforgivable, he pursed his lips and said, "Yang Xueer is actually kind to you."

Mo Nianzheng had a weird face, licked his lips and said ironically, "She treats me well? Tsk, do you know how sick I feel every time I hear the word Nianzheng?"

Lin Rong clenched his hands tightly, and after a while he supported the tree and stood up, raised his hand and pressed Mo Nianzheng's head to rub: "You are still a child, you shouldn't think so much."

After finishing speaking, not only Mo Nianzheng was surprised, but even Lin Rong was frightened by himself, he withdrew his hand and put it beside him in embarrassment.

Mo Nianzheng stared at him for a while, and the corners of his mouth turned evil again: "It seems that it is impossible to draw you to my side. I am curious what my brother likes about you. Does it taste better?" As he spoke, he moved closer to Lin Rong, pinched Lin Rong's cheek with his hands, "It seems to feel good, but unfortunately I don't have the habit of breaking sleeves."

As soon as he finished speaking, he straightened up and sat on the back of the strange beast. The teenagers who had left earlier gathered around at some point. They lowered their heads and said, "Young Master Mo."

Mo Nianzheng's gaze was still on Lin Rong, and he just raised his hand when he heard the voice, and continued to say to Lin Rong, "I like to grab my brother's things, but there are always some things that I can't grab, tsk, I can't get them It’s better to fold the toy.” After a pause, he felt a little regretful, “Rongrong, I really fell in love with you at first sight.”

After finishing speaking, he said to the group of teenagers again: "This man will reward you."

Lin Rong rolled his eyes, did he just reward him if he said so, but what is Mo Nianzheng going to do, get rid of him?

When those young men came up to pick off his clothes, Lin Rong understood what they were going to do. With a surge of anger in his chest, he slapped the young man who was trying to pull his sleeve away with a palm. hand, said coldly: "You dare!"

"Senior Brother Lin, please offend me." Those teenagers had their own orders, and tried to approach Lin Rong expressionlessly.

Lin Rong was furious, but his spiritual power was exhausted and he was powerless to resist. He gritted his teeth and wanted to detonate the spiritual weapon in his hand.Mo Nianzheng stood aside when the purple-bellied golden python was fighting with Lin Rong. He had seen Lin Rong's methods before, and immediately the dragon-patterned ink jade he had been holding in his hand was thrown into the air, flashing With a few wisps of dim light.

Lin Rong only felt his hands and feet go weak, and he couldn't stand firmly, so he fell to the ground and said in astonishment, "You!"

"I've heard that Lin's junior sister is good at folk kung fu, so why don't I keep it?" Mo Nianzheng deliberately emphasized the word "junior sister", "Today I want to see whether it's junior sister or younger brother."

Unexpectedly, the dragon-patterned black jade that had been inspected by many people still had hidden problems. Lin Rong smiled wryly, and thought of Yu Zheng for a moment, but the latter was far away at the Red Gate, so how did he get to the Holy Medicine Valley.

"Hurry up!" Mo Nianzheng's eyes rarely showed strong resentment and cruelty.

"Yes, Young Master Mo." One boy grabbed Lin Rong's belt and pulled his clothes, and the clothes fell apart. There was a tear in Wen's disciple uniform, exposing the covered white chest.

Mo Nianzheng took a few glances, then patted the strange beast on the head, and disappeared into the grass.

Even if Mo Nianzheng was not there, the teenagers present did not dare to stop.The young man in green shirt who was closest to Lin Rong suddenly grabbed Lin Rong's sleeve and pulled it hard. The long sleeve was separated from the clothes abruptly, and the whole disciple's uniform was broken into three or four pieces. The young man present couldn't help swallowing.

The 12-year-old's body is not yet fully developed, but the slender, fair, well-proportioned body is indeed more beautiful than a girl's, especially Lin Rong's fox eyes, which have become brighter because of anger, are not deterrent at all, but provocative. Several teenagers in the ground responded.

"I didn't expect Senior Brother Lin to be prettier than girls." A boy said in a daze, and the boy in yellow shirt standing beside him pushed him away, "I'll come first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy in the yellow shirt pressed on Lin Rong and reached for Lin Rong's pants. Lin Rong gritted his teeth and wanted to kick the person on top of him, but he was so weak that he couldn't move.When the cloth trousers were ripped off and a pair of fiery hands touched her buttocks, Lin Rong closed her eyes in grief and despair, bit her lower lip tightly and waited for the next humiliation.

With a scream, Lin Rong felt his body lighten. He opened his eyes in surprise, and saw a pair of thin hands grabbing the young man in yellow shirt by the neck. Everyone saw a black shadow flashing in front of them. His body was lifted and his back hit a tree.

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly. A boy in white pinched the neck of the boy in yellow with one hand, lifted him a few inches off the ground, and glanced at the audience.

"Xiao Zheng!" Lin Rong heaved a sigh of relief in surprise, and hastily pulled the barely covering clothes aside to wrap himself, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.

What responded to Lin Rong was the muffled groan of the boy in the yellow shirt. A strong smell of blood permeated the air, accompanied by a faint fragrance. The dagger pierced into the abdomen of the boy in yellow shirt.

"Hmm" there was another muffled snort, the dagger was detached from the body of the boy in yellow, and a column of blood splashed red on Yuzheng's white clothes, she let go, and the boy fell down in response.

"Xiao, Xiaozheng?" Yu Zheng turned around, and Lin Rong saw his face clearly. With just one glance, his breathing stopped and he showed a horrified expression.

Yuzheng is still the same Yuzheng, but with a cold aura, if Lin Rong insists on describing it, it is like a ghost, the kind of creepy ghost with a chill all over his body.

The eyes covered by the disheveled hair were still so deep and charming, but they were magnified several times and even the pupils disappeared. The entire eyes, including the eye sockets, were pitch black. Just looking at each other made people tremble and unable to move.

This is the memory awakening of the Infant Clan!

Once the royal baby is overly stimulated or hurt, it will awaken its memory. During the awakening period, it will lose its mind. In order to ensure the safety of the royal family, it will emit a smell when awakening the memory, which will paralyze the people around it and make them unconscious and unable to move. , lasted for three days before dissipating.

"Don't be afraid, Rong'er." Yu Zheng squatted down and hugged Lin Rong's cheek gently, stroking the hair of the person in his arms with his hands, his voice was soft as if coaxing a frightened child, even if he lost his mind , but for Lin Rong he always had a trace of clarity.

"Xiaozheng..." Lin Rong's thoughts were interrupted, his eyes felt hot, his chin rested on Yuzheng's shoulder, and he repeatedly tried to raise his weak hand. Unknowingly, his tears fell down.

"Rong'er doesn't cry." Yuzheng noticed that his shoulders were wet, and his dark eyes flashed a look of bewilderment, as if his soul was struggling in it. Kissed away with teardrops.

Lin Rong's eyes widened, Yu Zheng stared at the moist eyes full of trust that had been staring at him all the time, and unexpectedly made a move that he would never do when he was awake.

As soon as his lips warmed up, Lin Rong looked at the magnified face in front of him in disbelief.Yu Zheng's expression was a little dazed, he pressed his lips against his lips and didn't know how to proceed to the next step, after a few breaths, he seemed to realize something to pry open Lin Rong's mouth slightly, probing, entangled, and sucking.

Lin Rong, who had too long a reflex arc, finally came to his senses. His hands and feet were stiff, his blood was surging, his whole face was flushed, and even the roots of his ears were flushed, but it also made Yu Zheng go one step further. Itchy, he let out a low moan, feeling that something was wrong in a daze.

Before he could figure it out, Yuzheng was already covering his body, and the only clothes used to cover his body were thrown aside. He was completely unable to gather the consciousness that had become a paste, and could only put his hands on his chest feebly. On the head that is constantly dawdling.

When a stick of fire hit his abdomen, Lin Rong looked at it blankly, and the consciousness that had been scattered into a ball suddenly condensed together and exploded into a ball.