The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

But this tactile sensation was so real, Rong Ling could even feel Ning Muxue's breath brushing against his cheeks, with some inexplicable emotion.

Rong Ling's eyes froze, and without thinking he reached out to push the person away.

The clinker, Ning Muxue, seemed to have guessed that she would act like this, and quickly pinned her wrists to the wall, sucking deeper and more greedily.

It was only then that Rong Ling realized that even though they were both women, there was still a huge disparity in strength between her and Ning Muxue, who was half a head taller than her.

She is like a piece of fish on a chopping board, ready to be kneaded.And Ning Muxue is the leader, everything is within her will.

Rong Ling's eyes burned with raging anger, and now he didn't even hide his hatred - he bit down hard.

Ning Muxue groaned, as if she had bitten her lip, and immediately, Rong Ling tasted the taste of blood.

Strangely, Rong Ling didn't taste the smell of blood, but a bit of cool sweetness.

She couldn't help licking the wound on Ning Muxue's lips bitten by herself.

In the next second, Ning Muxue's eyes darkened a bit, she turned her head and put the tip of her nose against Rong Ling's cheek, sharing the sweetness of her tongue.

Rong Ling frowned, and bit down hard again!

The blood that flowed out this time was far more than the last time, Ning Muxue's fingers trembled, and she let go of Rong Ling.

"Rong Ling..." In the silence, Ning Muxue felt that she had to say something, "Don't treat me like this, okay?"

Then there was a sound of "pa", and Ning Muxue was greeted with an extremely crisp slap, which almost used up all of Rong Ling's strength.

"Ning Muxue, you're disgusting." Rong Ling almost squeezed out the words between his teeth, and looked at Ning Muxue as if he was looking at some filthy bug.

"Disgusting?" Ning Muxue wiped off the fresh blood on her lips with her fingertips, "Rong Ling, I just love you too much..."

"Enough!" Rong Ling interrupted her, took a deep breath, "Ning Muxue, you crazy."

It's their business that Ning Muxue loves Gu Luan again, so why should she treat herself like this after becoming angry?

Apart from Ning Muxue being a lunatic, Rong Ling couldn't think of any other explanation.

Facing the undisguised disgust on Shang Rongling's expression, Ning Muxue let go of her hand in a daze, and took a half step back.

Those secret thoughts hidden in the heart finally came to light, and what they got was a disgusting evaluation.

Sure enough, she should have expected this day long ago, right?

Even if Rong Ling used to treat him differently from others, but he only pointed to the end, and why did he show joyful emotions all over his body like when he was with Gu Luan today?

She and him are real.

And she and her are people from two worlds, and they arrive at different destinations by different routes.

Ning Muxue lowered her head, her hands were weakly hanging by her sides: "I understand..."

After being silent for a while, she raised her dark eyes to look at Rong Ling, and said in a voice so low that only each other could hear: "Don't worry, I won't bother you again in the future."

Rong Ling still looked at her with a crazy expression on his face, and curled the corner of his lower lip in disdain.

"Rong Ling, I wish you happiness." After saying this, Ning Muxue turned around and left, leaving Rong Ling alone.

It was not until a long time after Ning Muxue's figure disappeared that Rong Ling, who had been standing against the wall, finally came back to his senses, and rubbed his temples that were sore from anger.

This is the so-called love?

It can make Ning Muxue, who was originally good-natured, become as if she was suddenly possessed by another person. At least in her previous life, Rong Ling had never seen Ning Muxue lose her composure like this.

It seemed that she did have a deep-rooted affection for Gu Luan, Rong Ling returned to the dormitory thoughtfully.

The others in the room had already fallen asleep, and Rong Ling entered the bathroom lightly, washed up carelessly, and saw that her lips in the mirror were extremely bright today, like a flower in bud, dazzlingly gorgeous.

Rong Ling frowned, and rubbed vigorously on his lips, the bright red was even more conspicuous to conceal it.

Rong Ling had no choice but to turn around and go back to bed to sleep.

Luo Wenwen, who was on the upper bunk, was already fast asleep, leaning out of the bed with her mobile phone in her hand.

As soon as Rong Ling turned over, she saw that her hand was slightly loosened unconsciously, and the phone fell down in a blink of an eye.

It's just a blink of an eye, even if Rong Ling wants to catch it, it's too late.

Rong Ling could almost guess how the sound would be amplified in the dark, and then wake everyone up.

However, the expected loud noise didn't happen, as if hearing Rong Ling's inner voice, a white light suddenly flashed in the darkness, and he held the phone.

Then, with that ray of light, he handed the phone to Rong Ling unsteadily.

Rong Ling caught it in disbelief, watching the light disappear before his eyes in an instant.

She got up and put the phone back on Luo Wenwen's pillow, then sat back on the bed, covering herself tightly with the quilt.

Rong Ling spread out her palms, and her thoughts moved slightly - a white light that was as pure as washing appeared in her palms again.

It turned out to be spiritual power!

Rong Ling couldn't restrain the astonishment and surprise in his heart, tried to control it with his thoughts, and found that this spiritual power was really sent by him, and when it was running, something seemed to flow out of Rong Ling's body.

Could it be that his fairy body and spiritual power also entered the illusion?

But this is impossible, the illusion is originally used to punish immortals who make mistakes, how could it be so caring?

What's more, such a pure and clean light is definitely not Rong Ling's natal spell.

Her natal spell is the same as the demon world she was born in, it is a thick black mist that cannot be dispersed.

For this reason, Rong Ling was often looked sideways by people in the fairy world. Although no one said anything in front of her, it was inevitable that there would be various discussions after her.

So this is not his spiritual power at all.

But no matter who it is, as long as it is in Rong Ling's hands, it is hers.

God helped her too, Rong Ling put away his spells, and curled the corners of his lips in the darkness.

It was probably because she hadn’t felt the use of spiritual power for too long, Rong Ling was so excited that she could hardly fall asleep, afraid of being seen by other roommates, she buried her head in the quilt, and summoned it again—the white light like a firefly, she relied on everything Wrapped tightly around her fingers, rubbing against Rong Ling's wrist like a spoiled child.

Rong Ling suddenly thought of something, and the smile on his face froze.

The person who drove her into the illusion seemed to have such brilliance in his spiritual power?

As soon as this idea came up, Rong Ling dismissed it immediately.

How could it be possible, the relationship between her and that person has long been incompatible, it was she who personally condemned her own crime, and it was she who personally drove herself into the illusion, if this spiritual power really belonged to her, as long as I'm afraid that he has already punished himself as a sinner for Tiandao at this moment, so how could he be so clinging to her?

Having said that, Rong Ling's lips clenched unconsciously, not in the mood to continue playing, and put away his spiritual power and closed his eyes to sleep.

That wisp of spiritual power seemed to sense Rong Ling's displeasure, and she obediently fell asleep on her back, without fussing at all.

Ning Muxue kept her promise, and she didn't say a word to Rong Ling for more than ten days, let alone waited for her to go to get off work and go to the cafeteria for dinner as usual.

Even when the two had to be on the same stage for the recording of the show, she always kept silent.

In the beginning, Rong Ling was unaccustomed to the sudden absence of chattering voices beside her, but within two or three days, this discomfort was forgotten by her.

After all, rehearsals are so busy, how can Rong Ling have time to care about these things?

Day after day of rehearsals made time unknowingly speed up, and it was the second performance in a blink of an eye.

Because this performance is live broadcasted, while attracting the audience, the pressure on all the contestants is much greater than before.

As long as it can be photographed by the camera, every trainee straightened his back, showed all his energy, and worked hard with every strand of hair.

Friday night at [-] p.m., Shine, Girl! "The moment the live broadcast of the second performance was officially launched, barrage flooded the entire screen: "Ahhh, mother Rong Ling is here!"

"Gu Luan's little wife is here..."

"Luo Wenwen rushes the duck!"

"Qi Ge, a talented creative girl, I like every song of yours..."

"Stop, Gu Luan's little wife, Gu Luan's girlfriend is here..."

"Where is Lingshuang Aoxue CP fan?"

Even if they couldn't see the picture on the screen, all the players knew that there were countless eyes looking at them at this moment.

Even if it was just a group dance at the beginning, everyone went all out. After several rounds of elimination, the remaining more than 60 trainees presented a stage with better effects.

However, the barrage is still controversial: "Did Ning Muxue fail to keep up with her actions? Trash will always be trash."

"Sure enough, the live broadcast can't be modified, and Ning Muxue's singing is at the same level as mine in KTV."

"The one in front is staring at Ning Muxue, is your master dead?"

"I like to watch it, but if I don't, Ning Muxue didn't beg you to read it."

"No way, no way, a bully like Ning Muxue still has fans, the Internet really has no memory."

"Inferior idols like Ning Muxue should be blocked, why should they still participate in the show?"

"Ning Muxue has already apologized, what else do you want?"

"Just the understatement on Weibo can be regarded as an apology. I laughed to death. Let me tell the fans. The key is that Ning Muxue doesn't think she is wrong."

In the barrage, Ning Muxue's fans were fighting with black fans, but Ning Muxue on the stage didn't know it.

At the end of the theme song dance, countless ribbons suddenly fell from the sky above the stage, flickering and spinning in the spotlight, outlining a bustling and dreamy scene.

There were exclamations and laughter everywhere, and almost all the contestants were running in circles among the ribbons.

Only Ning Muxue didn't move, looking in Rong Ling's direction through the crowd.

Rong Ling subconsciously spread out her palms to catch a strand of ribbon, with a smile on her lips that she didn't even notice.

The halo circulated, even though the players present were all fair-skinned and beautiful girls, in Ning Muxue's eyes, only Yu Rongling was shining.

It's a pity that this light never existed for her, and it was only a brief flash, which was enough to immerse Ning Muxue in a permanent dizziness.

Ning Muxue reluctantly retracted her eyes until her sight was blocked by others.

After the opening dance, the group competition officially began.

There are tens of thousands of live fans below the stage, and there are at least tens of millions of spectators outside the screen. Surrounded by this atmosphere, every team goes all out, and every contestant sheds every drop of sweat.

In the hot summer, everyone's blood is boiling, no matter on stage or off stage.

When Rong Ling's team came on stage, the audience and the screen barrage reached a climax unanimously and cheered together.

Originally, there was still a lot of voices, but when the prelude to the performance sounded, the scene instantly quieted down again.

Until this silence, Rong Ling's singing sounded, like a dragon escaping from the clouds, breaking through the humid and hot summer night, with a sharpness that no one could ignore.

The lights on the stage suddenly turned on, and other teammates came out in response.

Her singing turned into a light breeze, flew into the crowd and disappeared, and it was the turn of her teammates.

However, in just a short moment, when Rong Ling's singing sounded again, the scene erupted with unprecedented screams - she actually stood with Gu Luan who appeared on the stage at some unknown time.

The dance steps are staggered, Rong Ling seems to be wrapped in Gu Luan's arms, in fact, the two of them don't even have physical contact, every movement is inseparable, undercurrents are surging, Rong Ling still does not forget to slow down and sing, And Gu Luan cooperated without saying a word, and his movements were familiar.

Of course, the strength of Gu Luan's stage king should not be underestimated, and what is even more surprising is that Rong Ling's aura is actually comparable to him.

The two sides competed, and the scene was hit with fierce sparks.

Probably shocked by this surprise, after a brief silence, the audience and the barrage on the screen exploded at the same time: "Ah, Gu Luan, I can do it!"

"Mother Rong Ling won't allow you to do this!"

"Gu Luan can't!"

"Rong Ling, I can!"

"Ah, I'm dead!"

In such a warm atmosphere, the effect of the program was even better than the planner Mr. Liu had imagined. Just after the performance was over, this segment was cut and posted online: "Gu Luan and Rong Ling performed together, it's too eye-catching." .”

Even without mobilizing the water army of the program group, the trending search of #顾罗芳玲热舞# was topped by fans, viewers, and passers-by who heard the news.

Although the fans of both sides automatically block each other, Amway's own idol in the hot search, but can't stop the passers-by who say nothing: "Fuck! Brother Meng hit the good match on the public screen."

"It's all here, if you want to eat something exciting, I think Gu Luan and Rong Ling are very good, gentle instructors and smelly students, the contrast is too cute, I can even imagine how Teacher Gu coaxed me in private A scene where Rong Ling, who doesn't like to talk, is happy."

"Fuck (a plant), it's actually a bit of a treat, where can I buy your book?"

"Your text, I like it, your private message, remember to turn it off."

"I'm ready for traffic, is there anyone who can write articles? Jinjiang Haitang popo old Ford, I can do it!"

"Zhiluchao talked about the old city of Kurong, sisters, come together and contribute to this pair of CPs."

However, in just one night, the two's cp super chats poured into tens of thousands of people, and they jumped from no one to the number one position on the ranking list.And the original No. [-] was none other than the ever-popular Ling Shuang Aoxue CP.

Only then did someone realize something was wrong: "Hey, did Ling Shuang Aoxue be?"