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

Early spring night.

Finally, there was a heavy rain, the sky was thundering and lightning, Nan Xing was shocked by the strong wind, he stood under the eaves, the fine raindrops splashed by the heavy rain wet the corners of his clothes.

He shivered and was cold.

He turned his eyes to look at the person under the eaves, and saw a young man over eight feet leaning against the corner of the door, his black hair was wet by the rain, he had a long body, a handsome appearance, and a pair of dark blue eyes In the dark night, it is like translucent glass, like a dormant beast.

This is Chu Jiangli.

Chu Jiangli is indeed the son of luck, both in body and appearance, are excellent.

Nan Xing looked at the man who was kneeling in the rain and was beaten bloody.

It turned out that he had already arrived here, and Chu Jiangli quietly let Yue Jian away, and blamed the incident on a subordinate who often worked for him beside Nan Xing. According to the original track, the subordinate would be beaten to death by the furious Nan Xing. But Chu Jiangli was safe and sound.

Seeing Nan Xing looking at him, the boy immediately asked respectfully, "Master, what's the matter?"

Nan Xing took a step back with a smile, and then swung the whip on his right hand like a swimming dragon. Chu Jiangli was beaten to pieces by the long whip full of internal energy, and fell into the rain with a "bang", and he was drenched instantly. Head full and drenched all over.

Nan Xing approached step by step, he stopped at the edge of the eaves, where the rain was coming, and looked down at the young man who was getting up in disbelief with a look of disbelief.

"Master?" Nan Xing lightly touched the whip, tore off a piece of flesh on the whip, and bounced it away in disgust, "What qualifications do you have to call me master if you don't even look down on individuals?"

Nan Xing looked at him coldly, "Call Master."

At this time, A7 issued an alarm: "Please pay attention to the behavior of the host, A7 has detected that this world has a very strong execution ability to obliterate heresy."

It turned out that Nan Xing had very complicated feelings for Chu Jiangli. Nan Xing had a bad life both when he was young and as an adult. So when he met Chu Jiangli who had a similar fate to himself, Nan Xing regarded him as another self. What I didn't get was put on him, which is why Chu Jiangli planned that Nan Xing fell in love with him so easily.He loves another ideal self.

Nan Xing directly ordered: "Check the degree of heresy in my behavior."

A7: "The behavior of the host is being detected. A7 detects that the host's behavior is 0.5% different from the inertia of the original character. It is within the tolerance of this world, and it is judged as normal behavior."

Nan Xing smiled, as expected, he just deliberately tested the standard for character behavior to be judged as heresy, and the answer he got was very surprising.

As long as his behavior conforms to other people's perception of him, it means that as long as others think he is normal, he is normal.And he was not judged as a heretic who just directly confronted the protagonist's attack, that is to say, in Chu Jiangli's eyes, Nan Xing would suddenly turn his back on him and beat him with a whip.

It turned out that in Chu Jiangli's eyes, he, the master who rescued him from the watchtower, taught him martial arts, and recognized him as an apprentice, was just the same as the eyes of outsiders, a moody and unpredictable devil. .

Haha, great!

Nan Xing in this world is originally a distorted and moody devil. His small tenderness and inexplicable concern are just a whim in the eyes of others, and it is more likely to be just a way to play tricks on people.

As for Nan Xing, who followed his crazy mother, his father who raised him as a gu, and his adoptive father who instilled him with a distorted view of the world, his three views have long been broken, and his behavior itself is very abnormal.

That being the case, Nan Xing will implement it to the end.

Nan Xing flicked his whip and waved forward, Chu Jiangli thought Nan Xing was calling him, so he hurried forward two steps, who knew Nan Xing said: "Fo'er."

Fo Er, one of the eight main hall masters of Judgment Palace, the hall master in charge of criminal law, Nan Xing's most ruthless biting dog, with ruthless methods and decisive killing, is the most convenient eagle dog used by Nan Xing. After Nan Xing became the palace master, he decided to Most of the credit for Minggong's ability to maintain balance lies with Fo'er.

It's a pity that this dog is not a dog loyal to Nan Xing, he is Yu Nie's eyeliner next to Nan Xing, monitoring every move of the medicine man Nan Xing, on the fifteenth of every month, when Nan Xing has no courage to enter the Hanyu Cave, Fo Er will Send him in personally.

His martial arts were higher than Nan Xing's. I don't know why Fo'er was beaten to death by Nan Xing this time in the original trajectory.

Maybe it was also instructed by Yu Nie, after all, this is a very obedient dog.

When Fo'er heard Nan Xing calling him, he still had no expression on his face, only responded as dryly as a piece of wood: "Master."

Nan Xing said concisely: "Get lost!"

Fo'er looked up at him, then disappeared in front of Nan Xing with his bloody flesh.

Fo'er will still be useful in the future, so he can't die now.

Outside the eaves, Chu Jiangli was kneeling on the cold bluestone floor in the torrential rain. The heavy rain hit him, and he was already soaked. There was a long whip mark from his chest to his waist, and the long whip cut him. The heavy black clothes hooked his flesh, leaving a scarlet bloodstain. His hair was stuck to his handsome face, he was in a state of distress, but he had a pair of eyes looking up, blue pupils seemed to be sharp. The light is like a wolf cub in the desert.

Very good, with good eyes, successfully attracted his attention.

What Nanxing is best at is pulling out the thorns from the thorny roses one by one, smoothing the sharp corners of the stubborn stones, and taming the ferocious beasts into the most obedient and loyal dogs.

I'm so excited just thinking about it.

what.

Nan Xing whipped forward, and Chu Jiangli was rolled under his feet. He was dragged from the heavy rain to the eaves, and the water dripping from his body dragged the originally dry floor. He knelt down on one knee, Soon a puddle of water gathered.

Nan Xing looked at him slightly, he threw the long whip aside, his right hand gathered internal force, showing a translucent blue energy, Nan Xing's right hand slowly approached his Tianling Gai.

Chu Jiangli's hair stood on end at this moment. He was too familiar with Nan Xing's action. He had seen him stretch out his right hand to cover the caps of those traitors countless times. The person who was roaring one moment turned into a skeleton the next. .

what to do?Want to resist?But Nan Xing's internal strength is unfathomable, and his martial arts are weird. His current martial arts are only top-notch, and he is not Nan Xing's opponent at all. If he resists, he will die faster.But just sit and wait?

Nan Xing really wants to kill him?He found out that he let go see Yue Yue?

Chu Jiangli thought about it calmly, no, he didn't leave the slightest trace, Nan Xing couldn't find it.

Then just because he didn't think well of others, Nan Xing wouldn't kill him, no!He only accepted him as an apprentice in the entire Jueming Palace, how could he be easily killed with such careful training!

He bet, bet that Nan Xing would not kill him!

However, Nan Xing's hand got closer, like a poisonous snake, Snake Xinzi had already licked the tip of his nose, his scalp was numb, all the muscles in his body were screaming to escape, his head desperately ordered: don't move!Don't move!

Soon, Nan Xing's hand fell on the top of his head, and the warm temperature passed into his scalp. At this moment, even his bones were softened, and he didn't know whether it was rain or sweat, dripping down his face.

"Done."

Nan Xing's low, clear and hoarse voice sounded above his head, and he couldn't understand what Nan Xing was saying at this moment.

Nan Xing said again: "The hair is dry."

Only then did Chu Jiangli realize that Nan Xing had dried his hair with internal force.

He was drenched in cold sweat, but his hair was dry and dry, as if a head was forcibly placed on a wet body, absurd and funny.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief, because at this moment Nan Xing's hand suddenly touched his face.

The force was very light, and all his attention was on these hands. Just now, these hands were placed on his celestial cap in a posture of brutally executing a traitor, drying his hair with internal force, and now they touched it again suddenly. his face.

These are a pair of very pale and slender hands. His wrists are as thin as if they would break if they were folded. The knuckles are distinct and can be described as slender. It is the first time that Chu Jiangli has paid attention to Nan Xing's hands so seriously. These hands are covered with blood. His hands are surprisingly beautiful.

But he didn't have the heart to appreciate the beauty, because those hands were coldly pressed against his face, too cold and soft, like cartilaginous animals, like snakes, cold and dangerous, poisonous.

He also hated when others touched him, his skin got goosebumps, and he resisted his instinct not to avoid these hands.

He heard Nan Xing ask with a smile, "How old are you?"

Chu Jiangli held his breath, he didn't know what Nan Xing wanted to ask, but he could only answer obediently: "Eighteen or nineteen, I don't remember the age."

"what."

Nan Xing laughed, this laugh was even a little brisk, and there was an inexplicable hint of excitement.

There was something wrong with Chu Jiangli.

He felt that Nan Xing was looking at him. Nan Xing was wearing a golden mask, which covered his entire face. His eyes and the corners of his mouth were half hidden under the mask, and others could not see his expression.

But he knew that he was looking at him. Over the years, Nan Xing had looked at him like this many times, looking at him very intently, with offensive and disgusting eyes.

It's as if the elders are very disgusted by the secret and dirty thoughts of the young people.

How old is Nan Xing?he does not know.He only knew that he was like this when he first met, and he is still like this now, probably a wretched old man hiding under a mask.

He is his master in name, but who knows why he adopted him?

He never believed in charity for no reason. He worked as a low-level handyman in the watchtower for two years, and he had seen too many such men.

Nan Xing patted his face, his movements were very gentle, even his voice was gentle, "Good boy, do you know what's wrong?"

Chu Jiangli quickly gave the answer: "Master, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't..."

A loud slap interrupted his answer, and his face was burning with pain.

Such loud and decisive, capricious, Chu Jiangli was stunned by this slap, and then he heard Nan Xing say angrily: "I told you to call me master! I don't listen to what I say, get out and go to the punishment hall to receive the punishment!"

After a while, the people from the torture hall really came, Chu Jiangli was detained, and when he was very far away from Nanxing, he gritted his teeth angrily.

The touch on his face was still touched just now, the cold temperature seems to have not disappeared, as if sticking to his skin for a long time, like a ghost sticking a piece of skin on his face, he wished he could rush into the river immediately. He rubbed his face violently to get rid of the disgusting touch.

In the past, Nan Xing just looked at him intently, but today was the first time he touched him, and even touched his face.

Damn, I don't know what kind of dirty thoughts this old man has.

But at the same time, he thought of Nan Xing's scolding today.

"Called Master", like those people, they all called him Master.

He lost his only unique identity in Jueming Palace, and there was an inexplicable panic in his heart.

Will he become a dog under his feet like those people in the future?

He clenched his teeth tightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his lips because of his excessive force.