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

A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Nan Xing's mouth, forcibly breaking through the acupoints of Fo'er Dian made his blood flow almost backwards, and he had already suffered internal injuries.

The Buddha in front of him spit out blood, his hand tightly grasped Nan Xing, and Nan Xing couldn't break free even at the end of his strength, Nan Xing cried: "You let me go!"

Voices gradually sounded outside the house.

"Senior Brother Yuejian is here, Senior Brother Yuejian is finally back!"

"Fo'er went into that room!"

Nan Xing hurriedly broke away from Fo'er, but within a few steps, Fo'er grabbed him again. A sharp knife was stuck in his chest. Nan Xing knew the location very well, and his heart was already hurt.

But Nan Xing didn't expect that he still had such great strength, Nan Xing's martial arts were not low, so he couldn't break free from this situation.

Fo'er pressed Nan Xing's hands and held him in his arms. His wound bled more and more during Nan Xing's struggle and fighting. He was really like a monster who knew no pain and would not die. He flew out with him. , into a fire.

Nan Xing saw Yue Jian in countless blurred figures among countless torches.

He is travel-laden, holding the Lingxian sword.

Nan Xing opened his mouth, he wanted to call out to Yue Jian, telling him to run quickly, lest he be killed by the dying Fo Erfa, or he wanted to see Yue Jian's flustered expression, anxiously looking for his lover as if he was favored.

But he saw Yuejian's eyes clearly from the firelight.

He had never seen such cold eyes that he could not speak a word.

Yue Jian was in the sky full of gunpowder smoke and fire dust, holding the Lingxian Sword, exactly the same as when he first met, the sharp point of the sword pointed directly at his throat.

Nan Xing heard him shouting loudly, full of hatred: "Nan Xing, the demon leader of the Demon Cult, and Fo'er, the minion, sneaked into Xinjian Villa to kill people and set fire to them, committing a heinous crime! All heroes follow me to catch the thief!"

Ah, so he already knew.

It's just that he went to Bei'an, so he knew somehow, maybe he came back quickly to kill him, the devil.

In his nightmares, there have been countless scenes of Yuejian revealing his identity. This time, just like the nightmare staged, there is no suspenseful hatred.

Fo'er was bleeding all over his body, he put his arms around Nan Xing and whispered in his ear: "Look... I'm right, but I can't kill him now, I'll take you away..."

It was as smooth as every time I carried him to the Hanyu Cave in the past, but the speed gradually slowed down, and there was blood all the way. Foer was exhausted and took Nanxing to hide in a tall forest.

Fo'er's body gradually became cold, he leaned against the thick tree trunk, but his hand was still firmly grasping Nan Xing.

He panted for a while, and took out something from his bosom with trembling hands, Nan Xing looked at it for a long time before he realized it was a piece of jade pendant of excellent quality.

"This is my mother's jade pendant. My mother's name is Sheng Rong, and they call her Mrs. Sheng... Take the jade pendant to the Buddha King Temple, find Mi Kong, and ask him to protect you..."

"Why..." Nan Xing's voice was hoarse, "It's all like this, I killed you... why did you protect me..."

Taking his last breath, he took him away, and even thought out a way out for him after he died.

How could such a thing happen in the world.

Fo'er smiled lightly, this was the second time Nan Xing saw him smile today, from that year to today, he finally saw him smile, such a silent and cold person, his smile was extraordinarily warm.

Fo'er touched his face lightly, "...that year when my mother ran away, my father married my mother's concubine sister as the mistress in order to anger her, and then redeemed a woman from the brothel as a concubine. There is a child in the room...you may be too young to remember, my surname is Li, you called me big brother when you were a child..."

Nan Xing was stunned.

When he was young, he followed his mother. There was a rich merchant who took his mother as his concubine. The rich merchant's surname was Li. He vaguely remembered that the mistress of the Li family was jealous and often treated him harshly. His mother was weak and timid, and never dared to stand up for him. His brother treated him well.

The eldest brother of the Li family often took him to play, and often brought him many toys and snacks, and often helped him avoid the troubles of the mistress.

Also the first to protect him.

When he was a child, he thought that if he could be a rich young man, safe and secure, with his parents and elders doting on him, then it would be enough to spend his life like this.

He used to be the eldest brother who rarely gave sincerity and warmth in his memory, he was yearning for and recalling countless days of suffering, and it turned out to be the Buddha's ear who stood by his side every day.

And the one who was wiped out was actually the Li Mansion where he stayed in his childhood.

"...I said at the time that I wanted to take you to my grandmother's house so that my aunt would not bully you. Later, my aunt made a big fuss about it and kicked your mother out... Soon I heard that your mother went crazy and then died You are gone, your whereabouts are unknown... I was extremely regretful at the time. Later, I saw you in Jueming Palace..." Fo'er held Nan Xing's hand tightly, "My Li family was wiped out by Leng Shangqiu...Xing'er, You are my younger brother, the only family member I have in this world..."

Nan Xing's tears flowed unconsciously, he choked up and shouted: "Why don't you say anything, don't tell me anything! Why do you always make me cold and painful, make me take that disgusting medicinal bath, and force me Look at those disgusting things! You can kill whoever you want, and do whatever you want! Have you ever asked me! You always don't tell me or tell me, make me afraid, let me be afraid, you do this big brother !"

He hated and feared at the same time, he seemed to hate Foer, hated him for being as cold as an elm tree, hated him for keeping silent, and even more hated him for hiding such a secret, and he didn't know anything like a fool. I don't know why, why God treats him like this.

But he was also afraid of the speed at which Fo'er's blood flowed down, and the icy touch between his fingers.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry Xing'er...I was cheated, by your adoptive father...he said...he said..." Fo'er panted urgently, holding onto Nan Xing tightly, "He said you were sick ... said that Yuejian is your medicine...but who knows...it's the opposite...he lied to me so hard..."

"What did you say! Explain clearly what you mean! You are not allowed to die!" Nan Xing's eyes were wide open, and the tears in his eye sockets rushed out and fell on Fo'er's face, drop by drop along with Fo'er's blood, " You can't die! You don't want to die, why do you always scare me, you can't die..."

Nan Xing's voice gradually faded, he held Fo'er's face, put his forehead against his forehead, looked at Fo'er's eyes that lost light, and murmured, "Don't leave me alone, big brother..."

The fire light gradually brightened, and there was a lot of voices. Nan Xing hugged Fo'er's body, and the bright yellow fire light illuminated his tear-stained face. He was surrounded by countless torches and people who couldn't see his face clearly.

"Caught it! It's the big devil, Nan Xing!"

"Fol is dead! Great!"

They cheered excitedly, like hunters hunting monsters. Nan Xing touched Fo'er's face that was getting colder, as if the big monster standing in front of him had died, and the little monsters were left alone, waiting for the hunter to dismember him. .

Nan Xing tore open his sleeve robe, twisted it into a rope, and drew out the sharp knife he had personally stabbed in Fo'er's chest. He tied Fo'er's body on his back, held the blood-stained knife, and stood among the crowd. The center of the siege.

Pointing at everyone with the tip of a knife, he yelled fiercely: "Who will be the first to die!"

……

Too many people died that day.

Fo'er wiped out Leng's family in Xinjian Villa.

The well-known Yuejian Shaoxia in the rivers and lakes of Xinjian Villa summoned all heroes to besiege Nanxing, the big devil of Jueming Palace.

During this siege, many heroes met the notorious devil Nan Xing for the first time. That legendary fierce and vicious devil turned out to be a rare beauty.

The beauty only held a thin knife and carried Fo'er's tall corpse on her back, forcibly fighting a bloody way out of the encirclement.

Everyone said that as long as there is no Buddha's ear in the Judgment Palace, any sect can be broken with some troops, but Nan Xing, the master of the Judgment Palace, is just a fake show.

Unexpectedly, this beautiful palace lord has become the nightmare of many heroes.

Someone once saw him as beautiful and moving, and wanted to take advantage of this siege to take him back and raise him as a slave, but the blood was poured over the sky, and the sky was like a blood rain, and the corpses piled up all over the mountains and plains. Evil ghosts, no one survives wherever they go.

Nan Xing relied on the blurred movement of the figure, as long as there was something moving, his knife would pass by.

The heroes were almost scared out of their wits, and finally someone discovered the anomaly.

"His eyes don't seem to see! He's lost! Hurry, hurry, put out the torches!"

The surroundings quickly darkened, and he couldn't even see the road. He ran forward a few steps, and bumped into a tree. He staggered back, his black hair all scattered, thin and embarrassed, as if he was at the end of his strength.

But people came close to grab him, and as soon as his blade passed, all the people around died.

He hurriedly ran forward, everyone was exhausted with fright, no one dared to approach him anymore.

It was fourteen already, and the internal force in Nan Xing's body was draining rapidly, his whole body was screaming in pain, but he couldn't die, he couldn't die so easily.

Foer, who knew his past and all his unbearables, who carried all the tenderness and courage of his childhood, and all the hatred and resentment of his youth, is dead, killed by him himself, and the body is on his back .

Even if he died, he couldn't die here. If he died here, maybe both of them would be flogged, hung on the city wall for three days and three nights, and their bones would be ashes.

Even if you die, you have to die with dignity.

He wants to move forward, he wants to leave, and no one can stop him.

"There is a cliff ahead, he can't see it, so let him jump off the cliff by himself."

"Brothers have died too much, stop chasing them!"

"The way to die is revenge, Yuejian Shaoxia, stop chasing him!"

Nan Xing couldn't hear or see anything, and he killed all the living things he encountered. He stood on the edge of the cliff and moved forward without hesitation.

In the middle of nowhere, it was like thunder, and someone hissed his name: "Nan Xing!"

The orange fire light gradually brightened, Nan Xing turned his head slowly, he saw Yue Jian, Yue Jian seemed to be shouting something in a panic.

Nan Xing straightened the Buddha's ears on his back blankly and indifferently, then turned around neatly, and jumped down without hesitation.

The author has something to say: Good morning, sisters!

As promised before, the next chapter is a side story of Foer~

I can weakly say... Is Fo'er's ending the best of those... shivering and crying.

Everyone may be upset, but sisters, don’t forget, this is going to be worn soon~

Don’t say anything, give my sisters a soft hug, it’s not too painful to be good, think about it, this is a fast wear, I believe I will balance well~ give me a warm hug~ touch your head!

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Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: the lively monkey-faced sparrow, 1 eleven ponds; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of salary from the bottom of the pot; 1 bottle from Xiaoguai and Mo Sansui Mengmeng; thank you very much for your support Support, I will continue to work hard!