Slag Gong crying and begging for my forgiveness [Quick Transmigration]

In order to punish Chu Jiangli for committing crimes, Nan Xing manipulated the poison every day to make him miserable, and Chu Jiangli became more and more obedient. After more than ten days like this, he felt that it was no fun, so he stopped punishing him.

On this day, due to the sudden warmth and coldness of the spring day, Nan Xing's body became colder again. He finally remembered the hot spring repaired in the back mountain, so he asked people to bring things to soak in the hot spring.

Fo'er has been on mission these few days and is not by his side, Nan Xing guesses that it is probably Yu Nie's mission.

Those who followed were just some ordinary servants, and when they got to the place, he let them out.

When Nan Xing passed by, he saw that a separate courtyard had been built in the original hot spring, with a place for rest and entertainment, hanging some expensive calligraphy and paintings, and growing some flowers.

The original hot spring has also expanded a lot. Nan Xing walked into the courtyard and marveled at the beautiful scenery.Fo'er actually transplanted the big peach tree that was far away from the edge of Jueming Palace. Just in time for spring, the whole hot spring pool seemed to be shrouded under the huge peach tree.The pink petals are boiling and slowly falling, coupled with the smoky water mist, it is so beautiful that it is like a fairyland.

Nan Xing stepped on the low bank and drenched the water with his feet, the temperature was just right.

He hung the plain robe on the bracket on the shore, stepped on the repaired underwater steps, and carefully explored the depth.

Nan Xing’s setting in this world is that he doesn’t know how to use water. Most of the hot springs are shallow, at most they don’t reach Nan Xing’s chest, but some places haven’t had time to fill in the shallows. Nan Xing has seen the map of the hot springs and knows where the deep water areas are.

The hot spring is so comfortable. Nan Xing sat on a flat rock under the water, took off his mask, untied his hair belt, washed his face with his head buried in his head, rested his head on the wooden pillow deliberately repaired by the bank, and let his long black hair Floating in the water like seaweed.

He tilted his head and saw his hazy reflection on the water surface. The right side of his face was white and flawless, and the flesh that had been damaged by frost had completely recovered now. Only the end of his right eye was a little abnormally red. Although the eyeball had not deteriorated, it still It is also difficult to recover, showing an opaque gray-green color.

He reached out to catch the two falling peach blossoms, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and the needle-like coldness had already nailed to the back of his head.

"do not move."

He felt a sword, a very special sword, pointing at the back of his head, missing his life by half an inch.

The voice of the person holding the sword was deep and cold, a voice Nan Xing had never heard before.

Nan Xing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly became interested.

He suddenly sank his body down, and ran forward as if frightened, and the other party jumped into the water to catch him.

The man was very skilled and quickly caught him. He seemed to see that Nan Xing could not swim, so he deliberately threatened him to stand on the edge of the deep water area, hugged him from behind, covered his mouth, and asked: "Who are you?"

Nan Xing said "Muhhhhh" twice, and pretended to struggle twice, like an ordinary person with little strength.

The man let go a little and said, "Don't shout, or I'll kill you!"

Nan Xing hurriedly nodded, he took a breath, and said in fear: "I haven't done anything bad, young hero, don't kill me..."

The other party paused, took him to a shallower place, and said, "Turn around."

Nan Xing turned around slowly and saw the man.

The man holding the sword was actually a very good-looking young man.

He covered his face, revealing a pair of sword-like eyebrows and eyes. His body is long and the hand holding the sword is very slender. He is a handsome and handsome gentleman who can be known just by looking at his body. Bingxue, this person is most likely Yuejian.

Nan Xing has obtained the plot line of Yue Jian, and knows that he is a well-known jade-faced gentleman in the world, with noble conduct, chivalrous, and handsome appearance. At this time, A7 also immediately reported the identity of this person to Nan Xing, and this person is indeed Yue Jian.

After two months, Yuejian came to Jueming Palace to rescue his evil friend Chu Jiangli, and it was exactly this time.

Nan Xing soaked his body in the water, with a look of embarrassment and fear, and cautiously said: "I, can I go ashore and put on clothes..."

Nanxing is looking at Yuejian, and Yuejian is also looking at Nanxing at the same time.

He even felt that it was not real at this moment, like a nightmare, a nightmare like being entangled by mountain spirits and ghosts.

This person is so beautiful.

The pink peach blossoms in the sky are slowly falling, and he is in the water with white mist, his long black hair is messily draped on his suet-like skin, his pair of phoenix eyes are misty and panicked, exquisite and beautiful like a fairy, Ecstasy-like beauty.

This is obviously a man, whether it is body or face, he is not feminine, but after seeing it, he can't think of other soft and beautiful words other than beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, etc., as if he was born to be held in the It is easy to feel compassion for the beautiful and precious treasures that are lovingly cherished in the palm of your hand.

Yuejian has never seen such a beautiful person before, and Leng Yuexin, who is known as the number one beauty in the martial arts world, is no more than one-thousandth of the person in front of her.

Yue Jian looked away, he said: "Go ashore first and get dressed, I'll ask you something, you answer me, then I'll let you go."

Nan Xing went ashore wearing the thin plain clothes, with a thin belt around her waist, her fair and delicate collarbone and long neck could not be covered, her wet black hair was spread loosely on her shoulders, and the thin plain clothes were quickly covered. The wet hair was soaked in water, revealing his snow-white skin and thin bones.

He didn't realize how attractive he was at this moment. He saw Yuejian's red line of fortune telling. This red line was twice as big as Chu Jiangli's. It was scarlet and bright, transporting incomparably delicious energy .

Nan Xing calmed down, like a kind reminder, and whispered to Yue Jian: "Young Xia, come up quickly, go away, someone will come soon, go away!" He showed a very faint smile, "If you don't leave, run away It won't fall."