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

There were hurried footsteps outside the courtyard gate, and the sound of piercing through the air was like a sharp sword. The person who came was Buddha's ear who had not been seen for a few days.

Fo'er saw Yuejian and immediately wrestled with him.

Fo'er's martial arts are so high that even Nan Xing can't tell how deep he is. He doesn't have any weapons in his hands, and Yue Jian can't stand him with just one move or two.

Yue Jian was quickly subdued, and Fo'er stomped on him heavily, and he was determined to kill with every gesture, the cold killing intent in his eyes remained undiminished.

Nan Xing shouted: "Don't kill him!"

Fo'er slowly clenched his fingers into fists, his joints creaked, and finally put his hands into his sleeves, and he ordered the guards: "Hold him."

After finishing speaking, he went to talk to Nan Xing.

Nan Xing was still on the shore just now, Fo'er and Yue Jian had already flown more than ten zhang during the fight, and Fo'er arrived in front of Nan Xing using lightness kung fu.

Nan Xing warned him in a low voice: "This is my new toy, don't spoil me."

Yuejian over there was held on the ground by the guards of Jueming Palace, he looked up and saw Fo'er in front of Nanxing.

Nan Xing turned his back to him, wearing thin plain clothes, his long black hair was dripping wet, his jade-like feet stepped on the stones covered with petals, he raised his head slightly and spoke to Fo'er.

Fo'er was half a head taller than him, cold and silent like a dangerous sharp knife, Yuejian even saw Fo'er reaching out to touch Nan Xing's face.

"It's none of his business! I'm coercing him!" Yuejian shouted.

Although he has a deep hatred with Jueming Palace, he doesn't want innocent people to suffer because of him.

Fo'er didn't seem to hear it, he stood in front of Nan Xing like an elm tree, a few petals of flowers fell from his shoulders after standing for a long time, his eyes were half closed, his long eyelashes were stained with a little mist, and all the killing intent just now faded away.

"Master's face is healed."

Nan Xing let him touch him. When his face was at its worst, Fo'er was the only person he had seen. Fo'er would apply medicine for him, but turned around and threw him into the cold cave.

Fo'er just touched it lightly, then withdrew his hand.Nan Xing said to him: "Find out the identity of that person, and don't call me master in front of him, don't tell him who I am, lock him up first and don't hurt him, I'm very interested in this toy."

"Yes."

After Nan Xing finished speaking, he left.

Fo'er walked up to Yuejian step by step, he condescended to look at Yuejian for a moment, took off the cloth covering his face, and said his name accurately: "Yuejian."

Yue Jian pursed her lips: "One person does the work and the other is responsible. I came to Jueming Palace to seek revenge. I just forced that young master to lead the way for me. He is innocent!"

"Really?" Buddha's ears were full of murderous intent, "Why don't you die? Someone! Take him down!"

……

Chu Jiangli went as usual today, and went to wait outside Nan Xing's study in the afternoon. Nan Xing had the habit of taking a nap, and he needed Chu Jiangli to warm his bed in order to fall asleep well.

But he waited for a long time, but he still couldn't wait for Nan Xing. Probably because he was used to being bullied these days, Nan Xing lost interest in torturing him, and suddenly he didn't want him to warm his bed anymore. breathable.

When I went out, I met people from the punishment hall hurried over from the back mountain, and they escorted a person.

The man's hair was disheveled, he couldn't see what he looked like, he was beaten badly.

There were too many miserable people in Jueming Palace, Chu Jiangli had no interest in these people, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a confidant of Fo'er holding a sword in his hand.

That is the well-known gentleman's sword in the rivers and lakes——Ling Xianjian.

It's Tsukimi's sword.

That night, Chu Jiangli planned to sneak into the execution hall, but he was discovered by Fo'er before he touched the back door of the execution hall.

So Chu Jiangli immediately went to complain, and blew the wind in his ears while warming Nan Xing's bed.

"I heard that the assassin caught today is the well-known Yuejian from Xinjian Villa. This person fell into my hands last time. I didn't expect that he was secretly let go by Fo'er. I don't know what the relationship between the two is. Now he is locked up again. The punishment hall, I'm afraid..."

Nan Xing looked at him meaningfully, and smiled slowly: "Why don't you and Fo'er take turns guarding him from tomorrow on, how about it?"

Chu Jiangli suppressed the intention of succeeding, and said obediently: "The master of the hall caught him, and his subordinates meddled in it. The master of the hall may not be happy."

"Why don't you like it? If you lose someone, you two should come to see him." Nan Xing laughed, "It is said that this month I met the dream lover of the children of Jianghu. I have seen it, this seat should have a chance to have a good meeting."