The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Ma Xiaoping covered her head and face when she criticized her bad hospitality, and Rong Ling walked out and closed the bedroom door guiltily.

She who was always eloquent in front of Ma Xiaoping didn't think of a rebuttal.

Feng Xihui said warmly: "Auntie who is not in the way, let A Ling rest well."

The perpetrator turned out to be a good person, and Rong Ling was very wronged.

She pursed her mouth: "Yes, Mom, since Sister Wei is willing to do it, let her do it."

"I've spoiled you so much..." Ma Xiaoping said, but her voice stopped abruptly.

She stared round, and saw a string of red plum-like marks between Rong Ling's collarbone, which were faintly visible under the cover of pajamas.

However, Rong Ling didn't notice it at all, and grabbed a handful of candy from the fruit plate on the coffee table: "Mom, don't just talk, eat candy."

How can Ma Xiaoping eat? She squinted her eyes, looked at Feng Xihui who was choosing vegetables on the balcony outside, leaned closer to Rong Ling, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You have a date?"

Rong Ling was startled: "Mom, what are you talking about? I'm so busy every day, how can I have time to fall in love?"

Little did they know that Ma Xiaoping could see through her poor acting skills because of her guilty conscience.

She whispered again: "Even if you don't tell mom about your relationship, you have to wait until you get married to... you you you..."

Ma Xiaoping was in a hurry.

She knew that her daughter was promising, not to mention earning money, she was also one of the most beautiful in appearance, but she couldn't believe what a man said, how could she hand herself over before marriage?

But talking about it now is useless, Ma Xiaoping can only ask: "How did the other party meet? How old are you, how many people are in your family, are they local or out of town?"

Rong Ling was completely helpless by her question, but fortunately Feng Xihui walked in suddenly and asked, "Auntie, do you want to stay for dinner? What kind of food do you like?"

Ma Xiaoping just woke up like a dream. She remembered that she was here to deliver food, and she had to cook and pick up the children from school when she returned home.

She hurriedly stood up: "You don't need to be my fan Xiaowei, I'll go back right away, thank you for helping me take care of Tweety."

"It's okay." Feng Xihui sent her to the door, and there was a tendency to send Ma Xiaoping downstairs.

Ma Xiaoping hurriedly waved her hand to say no: "I'm leaving, Xiao Wei, please do your work first, so there's no need to send it off."

She walked away in a hurry, and the corridor was filled with the sound of Ma Xiaoping's hasty footsteps.

Feng Xihui turned back into the room, and Rong Ling was looking in front of the mirror before he realized the clue.

She blamed Feng Xihui with a busy face full of displeasure: "It's all your fault, now my mother found out, what should I do?"

"Auntie knows?" Feng Xihui asked.

"I only know half of it, and I don't know who the other party is."

Why does Rong Ling feel that Feng Xihui's tone seems to have some expectation?

She leaned over and said cautiously: "I'll have a discussion with you, can I not let my mother know about this?"

"Ok?"

Feng Xihui turned his head sideways.

It was difficult to discern the emotion in her dark eyes.

Rong Ling herself couldn't help but feel that these words were too scumbag, she put her arms around Feng Xihui's neck coquettishly: "Oh...you know, people of her age are not always able to accept such things .”

Rong Ling was afraid of scaring her.

Feng Xihui was straightening the toon, she washed her hands slowly, wiped it with a towel, and asked Rong Ling: "What kind of thing?"

Before Rong Ling could answer, her slender waist was already hugged.

Feng Xihui's kiss fell on Rong Ling's lips in a familiar way: "This kind?"

Her lips moved down: "Or this?"

How could Rong Ling speak, her lips were slightly parted, like a fish that was on the verge of suffocation due to lack of water.

This body is already very familiar with Feng Xihui's intimacy, as long as she gently teases it, it will be flooded.

We are all old couples and old wives, and there is no need to refuse or welcome.

Rong Ling stretched out his arms to wrap around Feng Xihui's neck, and his lips, which had been bitten so brightly red and glistening with water, moved closer to her ear, and whispered softly, "It's the one you want, that's the one."

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Rong Ling's lunch was over, so he could only have an early dinner.

Feng Xihui's craftsmanship is very good on the bed and under the bed. The toon sprouts picked before the Qingming Festival are chopped and mixed with tender tofu. Only a little sesame oil is needed.

The taste of toon scrambled eggs is also different, and the breath of spring is all hidden in it.

Rong Ling didn't have much strength, but he was still eating hard.

After all, the season to eat Chinese toon is only two weeks a year, and when the season is over, you can't eat it if you want to eat it. No wonder Ma Xiaoping has to travel a long way to send it here.

It was time for Feng Xihui to go back after dinner, and Rong Lingqian reminded her not to show her secrets in front of Ms. Ma next time.

It wasn't until Feng Xihui's assurance that Rong Ling was relieved.

It's a pity that paper can't cover fire, no matter how secretive Rong Ling is, he can't match Ma Xiaoping's thinking about this matter day and night.

One day, after sending her youngest son to school, Ma Xiaoping was sitting on the bus when she heard two middle-aged women chatting behind her.

"The times are different now, haven't you heard what Lao Li said, last time he sent himself abroad, tsk tsk, young people outside the family are not taboo about meat and vegetables, some men like men, women like women, what is this? Son?"

"The atmosphere has corrupted these people outside."

Ma Xiaoping pricked up her ears, listening to it as a strange talk, and heard one of the women's words turn around: "But there is a saying, it is much better for a woman to really be with a woman than to get married and take care of a man. It's not impossible to take care of each other..."

"I dare not say that, two years ago I heard that a rabbit was caught..."

Ma Xiaoping is not a fool, originally she was eavesdropping on gossip, but after listening to it, she recognized it.

Thinking about her own Tweety, she has never seen her get along with boys since she was a child, and she has never been fooled by a man like a girl from another family.

Ma Xiaoping was originally secretly thankful that her daughter was calm and sober, but now that she figured it out, she was suddenly struck by lightning, and she couldn't recover from sitting in her seat for a long time, and she didn't even notice when she sat and stood.

Still at the terminal, the conductor reminded her that Ma Xiaoping just woke up like a dream and got off the bus with the vegetables she bought.

After going back for a whole day, Ma Xiaoping thought about it more and more. After dinner, she gritted her teeth and went to Rong Ling's house.

Rong Ling came back from get off work, had just taken a shower, was turning on the TV and reading a book as the background sound, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Hearing Ma Xiaoping through the door, Rong Ling opened the door: "Mom, why are you here?"

Ma Xiaoping didn't answer, and walked in with a heavy heart.

The clothes just received were neatly stacked on the sofa, and the teacups on the tray were placed upside down around the teapot.

When Ma Xiaoping used to live in the village, Ma Xiaoping went to the house of Third Grandma Rong Ling, and the educated youth Wei Yijia cleaned up like this.

Ma Xiaoping immediately confirmed it, with a solemn expression on her face: "Tell me honestly, is your partner your sister Wei?"

Rong Ling was stunned for a moment, but she nodded without refuting.

Ma Xiaoping's eyes turned red immediately: "How did this happen? I knew that you shouldn't have been allowed to get close to her back then. This person looks serious. Who knows what's going on in his heart. Now a good child has been taken away."

"Listen to me, Mom." Rong Ling hurriedly explained, "Sister Wei and I are voluntary."

"Really!" She was very sure, "Don't you know me yet? If I'm not willing, who can fool me?"

What Rong Ling said made sense, but Ma Xiaoping calmed down instead.

Originally Rong Ling thought she was going to say something serious, but Ma Xiaoping just took a deep breath: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."

She added: "You two also pay attention, don't let other people know."

Now it was Rong Ling's turn to be stunned: "This is what you want to say?"

"What else can I say if I don't say this?" Ma Xiaoping rolled her eyes, "If I tell you two to separate, will you agree? Anyway, it's useless to talk too much, I can only remind you here. When you mature Now, you will naturally know what to do and what not to do."

It seems that although Ma Xiaoping does not recognize herself and Feng Xihui, she accepts the facts.

Rong Ling's mood turned cloudy in an instant, she stepped forward and took Ma Xiaoping's arm: "Mom, don't worry, Sister Wei is very good to me, don't you see it in her eyes?"

Ma Xiaoping snorted softly and ignored her words.

Now that Ma Xiaoping knew about it, Rong Ling took her home with more confidence and boldness.

At first Ma Xiaoping was lukewarm towards her, but as time passed, she would take the initiative to call Rong Ling to bring Wei Yijia to her home for dinner.

Rong Ling couldn't help but wonder if Feng Xihui had cast some magic on Ma Xiaoping.

At the end of the year, the family will go back to their hometown to worship their ancestors.

People who worked outside during the Spring Festival returned home in a swarm, with big bags and small bags, and the station was crowded.

Rong Ling didn't notice that Feng Xihui, who was beside her, quietly used her spells to open a path, and she kept walking without being squeezed.

When he arrived in town, Rong Ling bumped into an old acquaintance again.

It's not such a coincidence, it's just that the driver's parking place happened to be in front of Chen Haojie's house.

The small house that his family used to have was knocked down and built into a small three-story brick building.

After getting out of the car, the scene in front of the building was not so harmonious. Sun Xiufang, who was so bitter in Rong Ling's memory, even wiped her tears and confronted another younger woman.

While crying, she kept muttering: "I have lived most of my life, and I have never been wronged so much. My son should do what I want him to do. It's your turn to point fingers?"

The woman was not to be outdone, she covered her abdomen with her hands, and looked at Sun Xiufang: "Then why doesn't your son spend the rest of his life with you? I will marry him, and he will be part of my family. You are an outsider, what qualifications do you have?" I don’t care where my money goes.”

Sun Xiufang was so choked that she couldn't speak a word.

If he wasn't in a hurry, Rong Ling really wanted to grab a handful of melon seeds and watch them slowly.

But it didn't matter if I didn't watch it. On the second day, Ma Xiaoping went to the town to go to the market, and met acquaintances for a chat. It was difficult to wonder what happened in the town.

It turned out that the woman who confronted Sun Xiufang was none other than Chen Haojie's daughter-in-law who had been married for more than half a year.

In the college entrance examination that year, Chen Haojie, whose grades had fallen to the bottom, didn't even pass the preliminaries.

Sun Xiufang asked him to go to a junior college, but Chen Haojie didn't go, but went south to work.

Originally, he had been out for six or seven years, and Chen Haojie didn't seem to have any plans to come back. Sun Xiufang was in a hurry, and desperately called him back, and forced Chen Haojie to meet the person introduced by the matchmaker.

Now, the object was considered successful, but Sun Xiufang invited the Great God to come back.

At the beginning, there was nothing wrong with each other, but after her daughter-in-law became pregnant, the conflict broke out.

Sun Xiufang saw that the woman relied on her pregnancy to force her to do this or that, but after a few words of yin and yang, the other party stopped doing it.

The public says that the public is right, and the mother-in-law says that the mother-in-law is right. It is in vain to make the neighbors watch the fun.

I heard from people in the town that Sun Xiufang is not easy to mess with, and her daughter-in-law is not a fuel-efficient lamp. I'm afraid the days will still be lively.

This is life. Sun Xiufang, who used to be proud because her son was sensible and her husband was obedient, is now like a leaky balloon, deflated little by little.

Ma Xiaoping was terrified when she heard it, but after returning home, she felt that Wei Yijia's behavior was good.

At least she could tell that the child's heart was towards her daughter, and if it were a different person, she might not be as nice to Rong Ling as she was.

From then on, Ma Xiaoping would not overtly or secretly persuade Rong Ling and Wei Yijia to break up, but accepted their affairs with a normal mind.

Over the past few years, Rong Ling's clothing brand has gained a firm foothold in the market, and the Internet company he founded with his classmates has gradually improved.

Compared with the physical industry, such as clothing, which can only make a fortune after selling a fortune, as long as the Internet products are successful, they will occupy the national and even the world's market.

As the millennium approached, Rong Ling's company officially went public.

As one of the founders, she holds nearly 50.00% of the shares. IV.

Rong Ling didn't dare to count her current worth, otherwise she might be reluctant to leave this world.

But now that she has shares, a house, and cash, her adult brother is obedient and obedient, and one of her two younger sisters has become a professor, and the other has entered the company's senior management with Rong Ling's support. She has no reason not to leave.

According to the system's plan, Rong Ling would die in a shipwreck during the event organized by the company.

Before leaving, she looked at Feng Xihui lying beside her pillow: "Are you sure we will meet again in the next world?"

"Hmm..." Feng Xihui inserted her fingers into Rong Ling's long black hair, and kissed her forehead, "I will wait for you..."

With Feng Xihui's promise, Rong Ling felt much more at ease.

She couldn't help wondering, could it be that Feng Xihui was an emissary sent to her from heaven to accompany her through difficulties?

But this emissary is sometimes too much...

Rong Ling didn't notice for a moment, and Feng Xihui's kiss moved to another place.

Rong Ling couldn't help it, she raised her head, revealing her slender and fair neck, as if to make it easier for Feng Xihui to find a place to bite.

After decades of getting along, the tacit understanding between the two is self-evident.When his mind was blurred, Rong Ling stared at Feng Xihui's face in a daze.

She was already over thirty, but her face didn't even have a single wrinkle, instead it was a bit more frost-worn.

Only when looking at herself, there is a hint of softness in those calm eyes.

Gradually, Rong Ling didn't have the mind to think about things, and was completely driven into sinking by Feng Xihui.

The storm on the sea came unexpectedly, facing the people around screaming and trying to grab something with their hands in vain, Rong Ling's reaction was much calmer.

Falling into the surface of the icy sea water, Rong Ling was instantly engulfed by the surging sea water with a fishy smell.

For some reason, some unprecedented memories appeared in Rong Ling's mind.

In a peaceful sea, the girl reached out to pick up another partner who was almost drowning, and leaned over to breathe for her. The white sand beach was invaded by waves one by one...

The familiar headache struck again. Over the years, some broken pictures would appear in Rong Ling's mind from time to time.

Obviously she should have experienced these things, but in those memories, it was as real as if she had experienced them herself.

A white light shone in front of his eyes, and Rong Ling completely left this world.

When he opened his eyes again, seeing the dilapidated roof in front of him, Rong Ling realized that he had come to a strange world again.

Before he had time to think, the system suddenly said: "Host, hold your breath!"

Rong Ling hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and nose, holding his breath and stopped breathing.

Da da da.

There was the sound of heavy footsteps behind him.

Rong Ling smelled a disgusting stench.

Behind her was the wooden door of the hut, and the other party was obviously approaching the door.

Before Rong Ling could figure out what was coming, she suddenly felt a thrust from her back.

Fortunately, the wooden door was locked but not pushed open.

The movement of the visitor was very rigid, pushing the door every now and then.

Following the opening of the wooden door, Rong Ling could feel the strong stench surrounding him.

The smell is like meat that has been rotting all summer long, and the juices seem to be dripping on the ground, and mosquitoes are buzzing around the carrion.

The door was pushed for a while, and the unknown thing outside finally gave up, and walked in other directions with dull steps.

Rong Ling fell softly on the ground, and began to receive information from the system about the world.

The second he received all the information, Rong Ling wanted to give up.

This turned out to be a world where all animals turned into zombies.

No one knows where the zombies come from, but as long as they are bitten by a zombie, they will also turn into zombies, and neither humans nor animals are spared.

First, the city broke out, followed by railways, flights, and waterways, and the whole world was gradually occupied by zombies.

The one wandering outside Rong Ling's gate just now was a zombie.

Rong Ling was one of the few remaining humans after the zombie outbreak.

These people rely on radio to spread information, huddle together for warmth, and gradually build large and small shelters against zombies.

The original body that Rong Ling wore was on the way to the shelter.

In the original world, the original body experienced hardships and failed to reach the shelter, but died on the way.

On the one hand, it was true that she was unlucky to be besieged by zombies, and on the other hand, she was unlucky to meet a teammate named Bai Lucong.

Bai Lucong is not a pig teammate.On the contrary, she is very useful.

In the last days, the remaining human beings have awakened their abilities one after another, and Bai Lucong's ability is infinite storage space.

A team, no matter how many experts there are, but without supplies, it will be difficult to move an inch under the siege of zombies.

The original body was picked up by Bai Lu's team after today.

There were originally five people in the team, plus three men and three women behind Yuan, there were six people.

At first, Rong Ling was very grateful to Bai Lucong for being willing to lead his team. Even she, who didn't have the ability to awaken, always stood in front of Bai Lu to block the attack of zombies for her.

But as time went by, Rong Ling felt something was wrong.

Bai Lucong was really too delicate, so delicate that she didn't look like a person in the last days, every time she scratched her skin, she would cry in pain.

Often unable to walk, let the boss in the team carry it - who made the two of them a couple.

Not only that, Bai Lucong is still a sick beauty, coughing and fever at every turn.

Several times, other partners in the team were almost besieged by zombies in order to find medicine for her illness.

But as long as she shed a few tears delicately and coughed a few times, no one would be willing to blame her.

Rong Ling didn't take it seriously at first, until one snowy night, Bai Lu who was lying on the hospital bed coquettishly said that she wanted to eat cake.

Where can I find cakes at this time, even if there is a cake shop, all the things in it have been looted, only the shelter can make this thing.

But when Bai Lu spoke, Captain Meng Zhan went out to look for cakes as it was his duty.

As a result, he disappeared on that snowy night and never came back.

For the same reason, teammates left one by one.

Rong Ling was the last one. She died not far away from the iron gate of the shelter.

The wave of zombies came, and those who entered first hurriedly closed the door, and then released their weapons at the crowd of zombies.

Bai Lucong, who was usually unable to lift his shoulders or resist, resolutely abandoned Rong Ling and hid in the shelter at that time.

Before she died, Rong Ling even saw a faint smile from the corner of her lips.

After receiving all the information from the original world, Rong Ling couldn't help it, his fist hardened.

Before Rong Ling had time to ask the system what the mission of this world was, she suddenly heard the sound of the back door being knocked open.

Panting heavily, the foul smell poured into the house again.

A zombie with blue eyes and white bones exposed under the skin waddled in.

Rong Ling didn't expect that the zombies would suddenly come in through the back door. Now that she has no abilities, her only choice is to escape as soon as possible.

It's a pity that it was too late, and the zombies were already coming towards her when she sensed the breath of a living person.

There seemed to be zombies walking outside the door.

It was a farmhouse, and there was a hoe just by the door.

Rong Ling gritted his teeth and grabbed the hoe.

At the moment when the zombie was about to pounce, she aimed at the zombie's brain and dunked it hard. The long and flat hoe blade was embedded in the zombie's brain, and it stopped moving and fell to its knees.

With a blow to the head, Rong Ling suddenly gained confidence for some reason.

There are a lot of zombies wandering around, if there is one, there will be a second, and they will all rush into the hut.

Rong Ling leaned his back against the wall, clenched the hoe tightly in his hand, and used all his strength in every attack.

The head on the neck of the zombie was knocked to the ground by her, and the disgusting blue juice sprayed out.

Rong Ling suppressed his nausea, not daring to stop.

One after another zombies fell before his eyes, and Rong Ling's eyes gradually turned red.

kill them...

This was the only thought in Rong Ling's mind.

Some zombies have just mutated into humans, and their eyes are not numb, but frightened.

But Rong Ling could only watch them fall in front of him.

A soft heart will only hurt herself.

The blood of these people was still bright red, and could even splash high.

Blood, endless blood, Rong Ling could no longer tell where he was.

The pictures in front of her eyes began to overlap and blur, and she seemed to go back to a long time ago, and there were endless killings and countless blood.