The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

The accident happened too suddenly. In an instant, the surging spiritual power in Rong Ling's body turned into nothingness, as if it was sucked away by the bracelet.

She looked at Su Xuxu in disbelief: "You..."

Su Xuxu gently wiped away the blood from the corners of her lips with her fingertips, an incomprehensible smile appeared on the corners of her lips, and she put her slender fingers on Rong Ling's shoulders: "Why, isn't Ah Ling happy to see me?"

Even though she was still injured, she was furious, but her eyes were fixed on Rong Ling, as if she wanted to distinguish something from her expression.

Immediately, someone jumped off the carriage and knelt down on the ground: "The empress dowager forgives..."

Su Xuxu didn't even give it to the other party, she just said coldly: "You've done a good job, let's go down."

"But your injury, Queen Mother..."

"Don't worry..." Su Xuxu said, "Isn't there a doctor here?"

Rong Ling almost wondered if he heard something wrong: "You arranged this carriage in the first place?"

Su Xuxu didn't answer, but looked greedily at Rong Ling's original face that gradually recovered after his spiritual power expired.

Three years have passed, and ordinary people will definitely change their appearance, but Rong Ling is the same as three years ago, his skin is delicate and fair, and his eyes are still clear and cold.

Su Xuxu's eyes were full of stubbornness, she couldn't listen to anything else, she could only see Rong Ling's pink lips opening and closing, and she didn't know what she was saying.

In the next second, Su Xuxu kissed her fiercely, running over Rong Ling's lips like a raging wind.

Rong Ling, who had lost his spiritual power, was a little weak, and his physical strength was comparable to that of the injured Su Xuxu. With her shoulders imprisoned, there was nowhere to hide.

She was forced to bear Su Xuxu's kiss with her head up, her body was weak, and it was only in a daze that she realized that the surrounding streets and alleys were already empty.

It turned out that everything was planned by Su Xuxu, or because she was too careless, Rong Ling quietly clenched her powerless hands hanging by her side.

Between the teeth was the bloody breath in Su Xuxu's mouth, but she seemed to be unable to feel the pain, and gnawed on Rong Ling's lips insatiably.

It wasn't until the uncontrollable pain came from the chest that Su Xuxu let out a muffled snort, left Rong Ling's lips, and immediately vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Rong Ling subconsciously wanted to hold her hand to stop in mid-air, but when he was about to take it back, Su Xuxu grabbed it tightly.

"A Ling is a doctor, so you can't leave her alone?" Su Xuxu looked at her seriously, obviously seriously injured, but still calmly waited for Rong Ling's answer.

"The empress dowager has a body of ten thousand gold, and there are countless famous doctors in the palace. When will I be used?" Rong Ling said immediately.

As expected by Su Xuxu, the resistance and disgust in her eyes were undisguised.

She had already guessed what Rong Ling's expression would be like at this moment, but Su Xuxu's heart still couldn't restrain the pain. She tightened her five fingers on Rong Ling's wrist: "The imperial doctor is far away in the capital. Gong then asked other doctors from your clinic to come, but if their medical skills are not good..."

Faced with a naked threat, Rong Ling gritted his teeth, put Su Xuxu's arm on his shoulder, and led her back to the clinic.

Naturally, Su Xuxu's identity didn't need to be concealed anymore. The secret guards who followed her surrounded the pharmacy, and everyone inside knelt on the ground tremblingly to pay their respects. They wondered if they had done anything to offend the current queen mother these days. thing.

As for Rong Ling who was supporting Su Xuxu, they turned a blind eye to him as a stranger.

Rong Ling took Su Xuxu to his small room, put her on the bed, turned around and was about to leave, but Su Xuxu grabbed her wrist.

"Don't worry, Queen Mother..." Rong Ling turned back and sneered, "Now there are all your people outside, I don't even have the strength to resist, how could I run away, I just went to get you medicine."

She kept calling Empress Su Xuxu, but her hatred was hard to hide.

Su Xuxu froze for a moment, and let go of her hand.

Rong Ling walked out the door, went to the medicine shelf, took out the herbal medicine for treating internal injuries, and added medicine to relieve the headache.

By the time she realized her unconscious movements, the herbs had already been fried in the casserole.

The white mist curled up on the stove, Rong Ling couldn't help being a little dazed.

It's just that before she could sort out her emotions, a servant girl came in from the kitchen and urged: "Girl, you'd better go back quickly, as long as there are slaves here to watch."

Needless to say, it was someone sent by Su Xuxu, Rong Ling took a deep breath and went back to the wing.

Su Xuxu didn't rest in the room, but listened to the secret guard's report, and when she saw Rong Ling appearing at the door, she signaled him to back off.

Only Rong Ling was left in the room, standing far away, refusing to go forward.

Su Xuxu chuckled lightly, with infinite sarcasm in his smile: "Rong Qingshan really cares about you very much. She is clearly in danger, but she still wants to save you."

Rong Ling couldn't restrain his anger: "What did you do to her?"

"A Ling wants to know?" Su Xuxu raised her lips and raised the letter paper in her hand, "Why don't you come and see for yourself."

Rong Ling stepped forward without hesitation, and when he was about to reach out to grab it, Su Xuxu suddenly grabbed Rong Ling's wrist tightly, and pulled her towards him, ignoring his injuries.

Rong Ling lost his center of gravity, and when he fell between the beds, he still dodged Su Xuxu's injured body.

However, in a blink of an eye, the world was spinning, and the two had already changed their positions. Su Xuxu's ice-like face appeared above Rong Ling.

"Rong Ling..." Su Xuxu said word by word, "You and him are a husband and wife, living in the same room, can you really call me a dead person?"

After finishing speaking, Su Xuxu pressed Rong Ling's slightly parted lips.

Her movements were rough, like a beast caught in a trap anxiously trying to find a way out.

It was obvious that Su Xuxu was the one who was injured, but her jealousy and unwillingness gave her infinite energy, and firmly suppressed Rong Ling.

Even if the two of them didn't make it to the last step, there were all traces of Su Xuxu on Rong Ling's slender neck and collarbone.

Only in this way can Su Xuxu find a moment of peace of mind and realize that Rong Ling still belongs to him.

She is obediently in her hands, unable to run away, unable to escape.

The wheels of the carriage rumbled on the official road, kicking up countless dust.

In the compartment with the curtains closed, no one can see the spring light in it.

Rong Ling bit his lower lip tightly, for fear of being heard by people outside, so that he would not let himself make a sound.

Her eyes were watery, and the tails of her eyes were red after crying.

Su Xuxu only had three or two days to recuperate, so in order to avoid long nights and dreams, she returned to Beijing non-stop.

As for Rong Ling, he had no choice.

The carriage that originally belonged exclusively to Su Xuxu now had one more person, and suddenly became narrower.

Su Xuxu's body recovered day by day, and Rong Ling was even more powerless against her, turning his head into a fish on the chopping board to be flattened and rounded.

It is unavoidably hot in July, and even though the ice cubes in the bronze ice mirror in the carriage are constantly steaming, Rong Ling's long black hair soaked in sweat still sticks to the snow-white skin on the back of her neck, making her feel uncomfortable He frowned slightly.

Su Xuxu brushed her long hair away with slightly cool fingers, and gently rubbed her lips against her earlobes: "Why is Ah Ling still so hot even though she's already dressed so thinly?"

Rong Ling's mind was completely empty like fireworks exploding, he was so chaotic that he didn't know what day and night, and he didn't listen to her words at all.

Whether it was three years ago or three years later, she was completely defeated. She failed to escape from Su Xuxu's grasp, and instead incurred her even worse revenge.

That night, a group of people stayed at the post station.

The dark guards surrounded the inn, and Su Xuxu took Rong Ling into the best room.

Rong Ling found that after losing her spiritual power, her physical strength was no different from that of ordinary women, so the exhaustion of riding in the carriage made Rong Ling so tired that she couldn't even lift her hands.

Even things like washing up were done by Su Xuxu herself.

Of course, she didn't forget to get the reward from Rong Ling halfway through.

At night, there was the sound of squirrels everywhere, Rong Ling was sleeping on the inside of the bed, and Su Xuxu was sleeping outside.

Even when taking a bath, the bracelet on Rong Ling's wrist was not taken off.

She had tried countless times, but she couldn't take off the bracelet no matter what, it was as if a mysterious force had bound it to her wrist. No wonder Su Xuxu was so confident that she couldn't escape.

Even though Rong Ling was unwilling, he had to accept this fact.

Right now, she has more important things to do.

Rong Ling was very sleepy, but kept his eyes open and did not fall asleep.

When Su Xuxu's even undulating breathing came from the pillow, a silver needle quietly appeared on her fingertip.

This is the needle she used to give patients acupuncture and moxibustion in the past. It was pinned to the belt around her waist. Even though Su Xuxu touched it countless times, she never noticed it.

In the past three years, Rong Ling has been familiar with the methods of acupuncture and moxibustion. Because of his interest, he has asked many old gentlemen for advice.

I didn't expect it to come in handy now.

Without hesitation, she inserted the tip of the needle into an acupuncture point on the back of Su Xuxu's neck under the moonlight, and moved her index finger and thumb together, slowly pushing forward.

Stimulating this acupuncture point can make people sleepy. It was originally intended to paralyze the patient during treatment, and it is just right for Su Xuxu.

Rong Ling was careful, and after confirming that he had succeeded, he got up lightly.

The hidden guards were guarding outside the station, so it was impossible for her to escape.

But when she came here, Rong Ling noticed that the horse shed in the backyard was empty. While the horses were sleeping, she untied the reins tied to the stake, inserted a silver needle into the horse's buttocks, and gave a hard blow. Swing the whip: "Drive!"

More than a dozen frightened horses woke up from their sleep and instinctively ran out of the stable.

The first horse broke through the gate and ran out without looking back, while the horses following it ran off in all directions.

In the silence, the neighing of horses and the rattling of horseshoes were mixed together, and the dark guard immediately responded: "There is a situation!"

They hurriedly mounted the horses beside them and chased after them.

Taking advantage of the turmoil, Rong Ling ignored the stench and got into the straw stacks of the stable.

These stacks of straw were stacked almost higher than the warehouse, and the slender Rong Ling got in, his body was completely covered, and there was even room to sit down.

Rong Ling had been planning this plan for a long time. Every time she went to a post station, she would carefully look for an opportunity to escape.

Rong Ling knew that if he forced his way, he would definitely not be able to run away from these people, so he might as well use tricks to make them think that he ran far away.

Sure enough, Rong Ling stayed up all night, and when it was dawn, those hidden guards returned without any results, and then Su Xuxu reprimanded darkly: "A bunch of trash, even a living person can be lost by you."

After that, it was the news that Su Xuxu and the secret guard left the inn in a hurry, probably looking for her elsewhere.

Rong Ling was hungry and waited until midnight when no one was around, then crawled out of the haystack and slipped away from the backyard of the post station while there was no one around.

Before leaving, Rong Ling cut off half of his long hair with the guillotine used to cut grass for the horses in the stable.

If he disappeared, Su Xuxu would definitely post portraits everywhere to look for him.

But now that Rong Ling's hair is messy, she hastily coiled it with a branch, and the hairstyle will be completely different from the portrait.

Now that he lost his spiritual power, Rong Ling was even more vigilant.

Before dawn, she stole two drying clothes from the farmer's yard by the roadside, and kept the pearls on her belt as a reward.

Under the cover of the night, Rong Ling changed into coarse cloth clothes. Now her hair is disheveled, and a few handfuls of loess have been smeared on her face to cover up her snow-white skin. She looks like an out-and-out peasant woman.

Rong Qingshan is in Su Xuxu's hands, there must be people watching her in Yangzhou, Rong Ling has nowhere to go, so he has to go, the farther the better.

She hid in the mountains for a few days, drank mountain spring water when she was thirsty, picked wild fruits and caught pheasants to eat, and slept on trees at night to guard against wild animals.

Fortunately, with his experience in the demon world, these things are not difficult for Rong Ling.

After three or four days like this, Rong Ling reckoned that Su Xuxu's men had gone elsewhere to look for traces of him, and then went to the nearby city along the official road.

It's just that Rong Ling didn't expect that she would encounter trouble as soon as she came out.

The weather in July changed as it said, the sky was originally clear, but suddenly it rained heavily, and Rong Ling was almost drenched. Fortunately, there was a ruined temple not far away, and she hurried in to take shelter from the rain.

Rong Ling hurriedly built a fire in the temple to get rid of the wetness on his body.

Some places on the roof of the temple were still broken, and the rain leaked everywhere, but fortunately, the center of the house was not damaged, and Rong Ling was able to have a place to rest.

Even the fruit on the altar was still fresh, Rong Ling took a bite out of a plump and juicy pear without being polite.

She was alone, except for the sound of rain, the surroundings were quiet, but she didn't feel lonely.

Just as Rong Ling was sitting in front of the fire and was falling asleep, he suddenly heard someone outside talking loudly: "Damn God, I just came out to run an errand, and it rained so much."

"It's not..." Some people echoed, "We are all honest people who do this kind of dirty work. Stop talking nonsense, let's go and rest first."

From what Rong Ling heard, it should be two officials.

As the saying goes, no one can enter the temple, it would be fine if she was the only one, but when two men came suddenly, Rong Ling immediately became vigilant.

She couldn't eat any more pears. Looking left and right, she found that the temple was empty and there was no place to hide.

Just at this time, the temple gate that was originally dilapidated was about to be pushed open.

Rong Ling was desperate, and dodged to hide under the red tablecloth on the altar.

Through the gap between the tablecloth and the ground, Rong Ling could clearly see that the two men who came in had black boots with white soles and dark red hem, they were indeed officials from the imperial court.

"Huh?" One of them saw the fire in the center of the temple, "Why is there still fire?"

"Whatever, maybe it's just a passer-by." Another man said, unfolding a stack of scrolls in his sleeve and drying them not far from the fire, "This one has to go to the village Paste it everywhere, don’t let it get wet, you help me dry it together.”

"I don't know what happened to a poor girl, so do you need to search for it?" The official said while helping to dry it.

"You only dare to tell me this. When the queen mother made the decree, you knelt lower than me."

The two made jokes, and their words were all vulgar, and they gradually began to comment on Rong Ling's appearance in the portrait: "It's a bit pretty, if such a beautiful woman falls into the hands of bandits, I don't know what will happen."

"Anyway, if I'm a bandit, let's have a good time first, this life will be worth it."

Rong Ling suppressed his nausea, and only hoped that the rain would stop soon so that the two gods of plague would go away.

However, the sky failed as people wished, and the rain did not stop, so the two did not leave for a long time. At this moment, a mouse crawled in front of Rong Ling.

The little mouse rustled and didn't notice the huge Rong Ling. When it approached, it was startled by Rong Ling's ups and downs of breathing, and ran away screaming.

It ran cleanly, its tail dragging on the ground raised dust, Rong Ling was caught off guard, and sneezed: "Ah-choo—"

Now, even if she wanted to cover her mouth, it was too late.

The two officials stopped talking and looked at each other.

When Rong Ling came to his senses, the pair of black boots with white soles had already stopped in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the tablecloth was lifted, and the man was clumsy, causing the tribute on it to roll to the ground, and the disk was also smashed.

Rong Ling turned over and stood up from behind the table.

The mud on her face was washed by the rain, revealing a small fair face and delicate features.

When the two officials saw it, they were immediately happy: "It's really hard to find a place to find it. It's because the young man got promoted and made a fortune, so we found it."

The greed and dirty desires in the eyes of the two made no secret of it, and they approached Rong Ling.

Rong Ling kept backing away until her back touched the Sumeru seat where the Buddha statue was enshrined, and she had no way to retreat: "Don't come here!"

"Hey!" The fat official in front was very happy, "What are you afraid of, little beauty, it is fate that we meet, your fat grandpa, I will treat you well..."

As he spoke, he rushed towards Rong Ling with a ferocious expression, trying to pull her into his arms.

Rong Ling dodged to dodge, but the fat man nimbly chased after him.

She immediately shot at him without hesitation.

The official thought it was the woman's weak resistance, and didn't even hide. Unexpectedly, Rong Ling slashed at his neck with the fragments of the porcelain plate hidden between his fingers, cutting his throat like killing a chicken.

The fat man's eyes were wide open before he died, and he never thought that he would die like this.

Blood spattered out, and the remaining official was dumbfounded.

He's not the kind of lustful person who just thinks of the reward for catching Rong Ling, so he has no choice but to fight her.

This time the officer was careful and guarded, and with the knife in his hand, even though Rong Ling tried her best, she lost her spiritual power and finally lost to the opponent and was escorted back to the county government.

Originally, Yutian was still chatting with my concubine. My county magistrate heard that the person on the notice had found him, so he had to send someone to inform the high officials of the state capital.

On the other hand, the county magistrate was also a little worried about what to do with Rong Ling.

The Empress Dowager's order only said to find this person, but after finding this person, whether to serve him with good wine and good meat or to give him eighty boards first, the Empress Dowager did not give any instructions.

Fortunately, a qualified county magistrate must have a master who can slap his ass, and the master leaned into his ear and said: "As far as I know, the woman wanted by the Queen Mother this time is the same person as the one three years ago, and at that time A court official is also wanted."

"In my opinion, this woman must be the concubine of the harem who eloped with the courtiers. I just didn't explain it for the sake of the royal family's face. I'm afraid the queen mother will not spare her when she returns to the palace."

In this way, the county magistrate made up his mind to put Rong Ling, an undisciplined woman, in prison first, and then wait for the queen mother's order.

The chain rattled, the door of the cell opened, and Rong Ling, whose hands were bound, was thrown into it roughly by the soldiers.

Fortunately, thatch was still spread on the ground, so she didn't hurt from the fall.

Immediately afterwards, the cell door was locked.

Rong Ling never thought that he would end up in such a situation.

I don't know how many prisoners' cells have been imprisoned. There are all kinds of disgusting smells, and even the thatch emits a strong stench.

Even though Rong Ling was already starving, she didn't have the slightest appetite when the cold prison food arrived.

Anyway, he won't die of hunger for a while, so Rong Ling simply curled up against the wall and closed his eyes to rest, turning a deaf ear to the unpleasant words in the next cell.

The ankle chain was so heavy that Rong Ling couldn't move, and his body was losing heat little by little.

In order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, there was only one small window in the dungeon, and the light shining through made it difficult to distinguish whether it was sunlight or moonlight.

Gradually, Rong Ling lost all sense of the passage of time.

She was dizzy with hunger, and still refused to eat the dog food that the jailer sent her.

Even though it was mid-July, the dark dungeon was still extremely cold, the cold air pressed against the skin and penetrated into the cracks in the bones, Rong Ling wrapped his arms around his knees and hugged himself even tighter.

"Quack—" After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Rong Ling suddenly heard the cry of a crow above his head.

Wherever crows appear, it usually means that someone has died, and the smell of decay attracts them.

The sound fell to the ears of others, and it might be harsh and terrifying, but Rong Ling, who was dry-mouthed and unconscious, couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

She spread her hand, and the crow flew from the window to Rong Ling's hand, and continued to scream twice: "Quack——"

"Even you laugh at me." Rong Ling murmured.

The crow seemed to understand her words, flapped its wings, and looked at Rong Ling with brown and black eyes without turning away.

Rong Ling stretched out her fingers to comb the crow's feathers. Despite countless experiences, her fingertips were still white and shiny.

She seemed to be talking to herself: "Well, whoever calls me a crow should be the one to be unlucky."

This kind of thing that will be disgusted no matter where it goes, is different from the phoenix that is born with a holy light, and it is also different from the colorful peacocks. It is not even comparable to the free-range chickens raised by ordinary people.

But Rong Ling is a crow spirit, born with black hair, even in the demon world, she is the lowest level of despise.

Not to mention the ugly appearance of this kind of monster, getting involved with her would usually lead to bad luck, so Rong Ling had no friends since he was a child, let alone someone close to him.

As if to cater to Rong Ling's words, the crow pecked at her palm with its pitch-black beak.

The author has something to say: Haha, the mystery of why Rong Ling is always so unlucky has finally been revealed!

But there are still many worlds, Rong Ling will continue to grow, crows can also sleep with phoenixes (bushi)