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

The Buddha King Temple is on Wuyue Mountain in the southeast.

Nan Xing hid Fo'er's jade pendant in his bosom. He looked at the jade pendant carefully, and the word "Rong" was engraved on it.

Fo'er's mother's boudoir name is Sheng Rong, and Leng Yuexin's mother is Mrs. Sheng.

He was in Xinjian Villa at that time, and he occasionally felt that Leng Yuexin's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat familiar, but now that he thought about it, he was actually somewhat similar to Fo'er.

The two were actually half-brothers and sisters.

That day at the back mountain of Jueming Palace, Leng Yuexin invited Mi Kong out of the mountain with her mother's kindness. At that time, I heard those people said that Mi Kong had fought with Fo'er, but he left after a few moves. I noticed that Fo'er should be similar in appearance to the benefactor.

He doesn't believe anyone's words now.

He had to find someone, someone outside the incident, to get the information from the other party's mouth.

Going to the Buddha Temple turned out to be the best choice.

It's really ridiculous, the Buddhist sect that he avoided before has become his shelter, and he wanders around like a lost dog.

After leaving Xuanmingjiao, he felt his inner strength began to recover slowly. Before leaving, he took some gold, silver and jewelry from Xuanmingjiao, bought a horse on the way, bought a black power fence, and put on a black suit. Ride east.

When I was hungry, I bought some steamed buns and pasta, and stayed in an inn for one night, and if I was unlucky, I spent the night in a ruined temple.

That day when I was buying steamed buns in a small teahouse in a remote village, I happened to run out of money, so I had to take out a precious jewel in exchange for food.

The store didn't have pig jewelry, so they had to find some money to make up for it.At this time, Nan Xing happened to come to drink tea, holding a sword and wearing good clothes. They were people from the Jianghu.

Looking at Nan Xing through the covered gauze, she was actually looking at the portrait of Mi Pan.

He hastily put on the pasta and pork and quietly got on the horse through the back door.

After walking on the remote mountain road for a few days, Wuyue Mountain was getting closer and closer. Unexpectedly, I encountered bandits in a valley.

Nan Xing didn't want to get too entangled with bandits, and he didn't want to kill people to leave traces. He scattered the money exchanged from the city into the river, and those bandits were excited to pick up the money. Nan Xing took the opportunity to hurry up.

After working so fast for a few days, he finally arrived at the foot of Wuyue Mountain, but he was surrounded by people before abandoning his horse to climb the mountain.

Hundreds of martial arts masters and more than [-] archers on the cliff were already ready, obviously they came prepared.

The leader was a young man, and the man's tone was very polite: "Your Excellency is in a hurry, and you are so dusty. I have been entrusted by someone to invite you to come to the manor as a guest. I wonder if you will show me your face?"

Nan Xing: "Who are you?"

The man was about to introduce himself when Nan Xing spoke up.

"Reward your face?" Nan Xing pulled out a sharp whip from the saddle, "Are you worthy?"

The man became angry from embarrassment: "Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine!"

"Punishment wine? I will teach you what is punishment wine today!" Nan Xing sneered and gave him a whip.

The whip struck like a swimming dragon, the man was unable to dodge in time, and was instantly knocked to the ground by the strong force, that whip took half his life!

He spat out blood, and said fiercely: "Come on! The master only said to catch the living! He didn't say he wouldn't hurt him! This man is very skilled in martial arts, everyone, be careful!"

"A group of ants—"

Nan Xing was riding on the horse, and with a wave of his long whip, the place where he passed screamed endlessly. He rushed forward on the horse, and the sharp arrows on the cliff were smashed by his whip.

Everyone present is no match for him.

Suddenly, his horse howled wildly, and then fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Nan Xing immediately flew down to the flat ground, he held a long whip and looked around vigilantly, "Who! Sneaky and hiding! Come out!"

Before he finished speaking, a stone flew to his face, and the strong wind blew up his fence. He quickly dodged, but suddenly his chest hurt, and his body suddenly collapsed. He knelt on one knee and vomited. A mouthful of blood.

Those people gathered around quickly, Nan Xing looked towards the direction of the stone, and saw that the long hair was exposed, but when he looked carefully, it was empty and disappeared.

The sword was on his neck, and the young man who had just been whipped by him pinned him viciously: "I'll tell you what fine wine is right now!" Let's see what kind of thief..."

Before he finished speaking, he was already stunned.

Under the fence is Nan Xing's absolutely beautiful face.

Nan Xing said weakly: "You... who are you, where are you taking me..." Nan Xing spat out another mouthful of blood as he spoke.

The lifeline in his chest was blocked, and he lost all his internal energy for a moment.

The weak beauty who vomited blood actually added a bit of color, as if she was about to disappear in the next moment.

The man was stunned for a long while before he hesitated: "I, I am Jiang Xun, the son of the head of the Qingshan School...you, how are you? I will take you back to find the doctor right away!"

Nan Xing's face was pale, and his voice was pitiful: "Are you going to lock me up in the prison van and take me back..."

Jiang Xun looked at the prison carriage, it was not suitable for a weak beauty to stay there, not to mention that beauty looked at him pitifully, he quickly said: "I, I have a carriage!"

Jiang Xun's carriage was originally at the same speed as everyone else, but then it went slower and slower. His subordinates felt that something was wrong, so they asked, "Master?"

Jiang Xun's voice came from the carriage: "Go get some water, we are a little thirsty..."

There were some strange movements in the carriage, like slight or heavy breathing. Hearing this, the subordinates remembered that the captured beauty was also in the carriage, and felt that asking more questions might disturb the young master's good business, so they did not dare to approach.

Gradually, the carriage fell for half a mile.

In the carriage, Nan Xing sat on the man's chest, tightly covering his nose, and watched with his own eyes that the lame swallowed his last breath before letting go of his hand, blood seeped drop by drop from the bottom of the car, the driver didn't notice it.

Nan Xing searched for some wound medicine and money from this man, and started looking for keys from him again.

His hands were bound with chains nailed to the wooden frame of the carriage.

Nan Xing did not find the key, so he could only use the knife he found from Jiang Xun to dig out the chain bit by bit from the wooden groove of the carriage.

He was just a hair away from digging out the chain when the carriage stopped suddenly.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted suddenly, and the dazzling sunlight came in, causing Nan Xing to narrow his eyes.

"Someone died at your hands again..."

A hand came in from outside.

……

Nan Xing was locked in a room. There was no light outside the room, and the windows were sealed. Nan Xing couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

A few lanterns were lit in the room, and it was dim. Nan Xing's eyes could not see too far in this light.

His hands and feet were covered with cold iron chains. He stepped on the soft carpet with bare feet and touched the metal ring around his neck. There was also an iron chain on the ring, and the other end of the iron chain was dead. Nailed to the wall, Nan Xing pulled out the nail again and again, but he couldn't pull it out.

His internal breath was empty, without a trace of internal strength, and the acupuncture points on his chest were bruised from being hit by the stone, and his chest was still tight.

The clothes on his body were changed to a soft plain one. His long hair was not tied up with any hair accessories, and it was spread loosely on his shoulders, reaching to his waist and abdomen, and the tail to his thighs. He walked around in the dim yellow room like a very Killed the wild ghost locked in the gourd by Taoist priests.

Except for a bed, a table and two chairs, the whole room is just some fluffy gauze curtains. There are no windows or doors, but the air inside is smooth, obviously there are vents.

It was a bit cold in the room, but fortunately the mattress was soft, and the quilt was also soft and thick, Nan Xing sniffed the quilt, apologized, swayed and threatened Pan to wrap it up.

When he was a little hungry, he heard the sound of the door opening.

It was the sound of the stone door, the sound of the mechanism opening the door and starting heavy objects, Nan Xing threw away the quilt and hurried forward.

He looked staggering, rice pong, huanhe, bloated, common vulgar, and came privately.

Nan Xing sneered: "I won't eat."

The food was placed on the table, and he stood motionless, blocking the light from a lantern.

The whole room became even darker, and Nan Xing couldn't even see the Yuexi Ranch clearly.

Yue Baolai looked at him anxiously: "If you don't eat, you will die here."

Nan Xing laughed: "What? Want revenge? Come on, kill me! If you kill me, you don't need to waste food!"

He suddenly rushed up and grabbed Nan Xing's lapel, pressed him against the wall, and stared at him fiercely: "Do you think I dare not! I just want to know what enmity you have with me , It’s actually brought me to this point! It’s so fun to play me as a plaything in the palm of your hand!”

"Playing?" Nan Xing raised his head and laughed so hard that tears came out, "So you think I'm playing with you... Hahahaha... I'm so stupid that I also played with myself..."

⒍月跹雄の⒍, Nan Xing laughed unsteadily, with tears streaming down his face, the icy chains on his body jingled, like a chained monster with no end in sight.

There was a sudden sourness in his heart, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tightly, and told himself over and over again that the man in front of him was a master of manipulators, you see, Jiang Xun was just trying to catch him. In a blink of an eye, he was hooked to his soul and killed him.

How deceitful he is.

How cruel is his heart.

But such a cruel person, why would he cry?

He couldn't help but wipe the tears off his face with his hands.

At this time, suddenly the stone door opened again, and Nan Xing's eyes widened slightly.

He watched the crocodile come in with a bowl of medicine, facing the moon ΦKukeke saddle ⒃ his medicine was ready. "

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