Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing this, Mu Xing didn't understand: Mu Rong definitely knew about it.

And looking at Mu Rong's attitude towards him since he was a child, I am afraid that he has already decided to take his own life to meet this curse.

So outsiders are actually right.

Mu Rong was indeed biased.

It's just that it's never the youngest son.

Mu Xing even guessed after knowing the truth: Was the birth of the original body calculated?

He sat there thinking for a long time, the cat demon in the middle couldn't control the resentment in his heart several times, turned into sharp claws and tried to attack Mu Xing, but he couldn't hurt him at all.

The cat demon was so angry that he scratched the sofa with his paws.

Mu Xing came back to his senses and looked at the pale grieving ghost.

He asked: "Do you know how to break that secret technique and save you?"

Ling Nu was stunned and stared at Mu Xing suspiciously, not believing it at all: "Why are you asking this? Do you want to let me go?"

Mu Xing nodded, and said calmly: "Of course, it was the ancestors of the Mu family who did such a thing that was inferior to a beast. If I can help, I will definitely help you."

The green eyes of the cat demon flickered, staring at Mu Xing probingly, as if thinking about the authenticity of his words.

After a while, he said maliciously: "Do you know how much I hate the Mu family? If I get free, the first thing I will do is kill all of you Mu family!"

When he said this, there was murderous intent in his eyes, and no one doubted the truth of his words.

Mu Xing thought for a moment in embarrassment, and then said: "I will stop you when the time comes."

The cat demon rolled his eyes, and nodded in agreement readily.

The Mu family looked stupid.

At that time, if he really helps him escape from the seal, for the sake of this matter, he will spare his life.

Others, hum, still want to kill.

He told Mu Xing that his bones were buried in a place called Mount Jiaoming, because it was a secret technique performed by the ancestors of the Mu family with their own blood, so it needed the blood of the Mu family to unravel it.

He didn't know how to break the curse, only the Mu family knew.

He looked directly at Mu Xing.

Mu Xing spread his hands: "Don't ask me, I don't know either."

The cat demon was furious: "Are you kidding me?"

Mu Xing said: "I really don't know, my family didn't tell me anything, they just gave me a black jade unicorn, and asked me to die."

Hearing this, the cat demon looked him up and down for a while, then snorted, and sneered: "My uncivilized fellows all know how to protect immature cubs, but your family is really cruel."

Mu Xing suddenly asked him: "According to what you said, your soul is sealed in the black jade unicorn, and it can come out once every 50 years. How long can you stay? Can you hurt other people when you are outside?"

The slave was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Every time I come out, I can't control the resentment in my heart, and I follow my breath to take revenge on the Mu family, the resentment calmed down a little, and it was soon suppressed by the Moyu Qilin. "

He was not sure about Mu Xing's question.

As he spoke, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He had been chatting with Mu Xing on the sofa in the living room for over an hour.

Under normal circumstances, his reason would have been swallowed by resentment long ago, but this time, apart from the fact that his heart was still full of resentment, he was actually able to control himself.

Ling Slave is very clear about his situation, his resentment will only get stronger every year, it was impossible to suppress before, and it is even more impossible now.

Then the problem could only be with the Mu family in front of him.

Aside from the fact that this person's surname is Mu, Ling Nu feels very peaceful by his side. He only felt this feeling in the old monk who adopted him back then.

The old monk is a real eminent monk, this person?

Ling Nu looked at Mu Xing in confusion.

Mu Xing didn't understand what he meant, glanced at the time, and suddenly asked: "Can you control it tonight? I'll take you to find someone tomorrow."

Ling Slave subconsciously asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Look for my dad." Mu Xing said, "He must know what's going on and the solution to your secret technique. If you want revenge, it's good to find him."

There must be innocent people in the Mu family, such as Yuanshen, such as Mu Qiong who also doesn't know these things.

But among the innocent people, Mu Rong was definitely not included.

Knowing what the ancestors of the Mu family had done, he still enjoyed the wealth bought by blood with peace of mind, and ruthlessly sent his youngest son to die in order to maintain this outrageous formation.

He deserved the cat demon's revenge.

Hearing what he said, the spirit slave said in a strange way: "He is your own father? You took me to find him like this. What is the difference between this and taking his life? Didn't you say that you have been righteous all your life?"

Mu Xing said calmly: "It's true that he is my blood father. But first of all, there is no father-son relationship between us. Secondly, since he gave me the black jade unicorn without telling everything, let me die for the wealth of the Mu family. At that time, I will not owe you the grace of childbearing."

"I'll take you to him. He owes you something. I have a clear conscience."

Mu Xing rubbed his stomach, and suddenly changed his style: "Can you eat things from the world?"

Ling slave:?

Half an hour later, Mu Xing opened the door and came in with two bags of real takeaway.

A large table was set up for the barbecue, and there was also a large portion of Maoxuewang. The bright red pepper was sprinkled on the bright red soup, and the spicy aroma rushed straight to the nostrils.

Even if he becomes a demon and a resentful soul, the spirit slave is still a cat in essence.

He has sneezed seven or eight times since these things were put on the table.

Mu Xing had already started to pick up the skewers, and said, "I've been chatting with you in the middle of the night for so long, I'm already hungry, so I'll have a taste. You've become a monster, so there shouldn't be so many taboos, right?"

The tip of Lingnu's nose moved slightly. Although the smell was pungent, it was indeed quite fragrant.

He has not tasted human food for many, many years.

He has been imprisoned in the Moyu Qilin. Before he came out every 50 years, his whole thoughts were controlled by resentment, and his mind was full of revenge and torturing the Mu family. He didn't even wake up.

He said suspiciously: "Don't think that if you bribe me with these things, I will show mercy when the time comes."

Mu Xing laughed: "Don't think so much, I have a lot of money, I just treat you to a supper."

The vigilance and calculations in this little cat demon's heart were written all over his face.

She looks shrewd and cold, but is actually very simple.

No wonder he was so miserably deceived by the ancestors of the Mu family.

Thinking of this, Mu Xing's eyes flashed with disgust: A person's badness can indeed refresh his cognition.

The spirit slave finally couldn't control it, stretched out a paw and grabbed a string of beef skewers, and put it in his mouth.

He was so hot that his eye sockets turned red all of a sudden, but he couldn't bear to spit it out, so that his pale face was flushed a little more.

Mu Xing quickly opened a bottle of iced happy water for him: "Can't you eat spicy food then? Drink some water."

Holding the cold soda can with one hand, Lingnu stuck out the tip of his tongue out of curiosity, and tasted it.

A bit weird, but delicious.

Mu Xing stood up: "I'm full, I'm going to wash up. You eat here slowly, and you can go to bed after eating."

Ling Nu stared blankly at him showing his back undefended, and actually left like that.

Isn't he afraid that he will leave now to do bad things?

Aren't you afraid of his sneak attack?

Does he know that his spirit slave is here for revenge!

There is a great hatred on his body, and it takes the blood of the Mu family to wash it away!

But the Mu family really didn't seem to care at all.

Ling Nu's ears were sharp, and he could hear the sound of running water in the bathroom. After a while, the sound of washing disappeared, and the sound of gentle footsteps walked towards the bedroom.

The quilt was lifted and someone lay down.

Breathing gradually stabilized.

He really didn't have the slightest defense against him.

Ling Nu sat on the sofa in confusion, subconsciously stuffed the grilled wings into his mouth, chewed a few times, and suddenly realized: "Does he look down on me!"

The only answer to him was the sound of shallow breathing in the bedroom.

Ling Nu sat blankly for a while, black mist kept rising in his green eyes, and seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force.

He didn't eat anymore, stood up lightly, his pale body turned into a small cat, and approached the bedroom where Mu Xing rested soundlessly.

He stretched out his paws and pawed at the void near the door several times, but finally didn't go in, lay down against the door, and slowly closed his eyes.

The ball of light sleeping in Mu Xing's sea of ​​consciousness woke up at some point. It looked at the kitten curled up at the door, looking pitiful.

The light group looked at it for a long time, and there was a flash on the chubby body, and suddenly countless strands of black mist gushed out from the furry body of the spirit slave, all of them entered the bedroom, and entered the light group in Mu Xing's sea of ​​consciousness.

The kitten in his dream looked much more relieved, probably, he could sleep well tonight, and would never fall into bloody and painful dreams again.

Ling slave sleeps lightly and wakes up early.

When he woke up, Mu Xing hadn't gotten up yet.

Ling Nu stood up from the ground in surprise, and was surprised that he fell asleep.

Not only fell asleep, he didn't even have a nightmare, and he wasn't haunted by those grievances.

He slept the most comfortable sleep in 500 years, and felt that the resentment in his body seemed to be much less, and the hostility was not so heavy.

He walked to the balcony of the living room in a good mood, and the morning sun fell on his body.

Wraith cannot feel the warmth of the sun, not only can't feel it, but the sun will burn his body like fire, making him very uncomfortable.

But Ling Nu didn't care.

He hadn't seen the sun wakingly for hundreds of years.

When he was still alive, he liked lying in the sun, in the grass, and lazily basking in the sun.

If there were any small flying insects or birds thinking that he was asleep and flying past him in peace, he would jump up cunningly and catch them.

He doesn't eat them either, just for fun.

He kept fiddled with them, and when they stopped moving, he let them go, and then put the little toys that were flapping their wings and escaped under his paws again.

Every time the little master scolded him for being naughty, he ordered the nanny to fetch water, wash his paws carefully with a clean handkerchief, and secretly took out a small dried fish from his sleeve.

Ling Nu nimbly jumped onto the reclining chair, closed his eyes and lay on his stomach, ignoring the discomfort on his body, pretending that he was still that carefree kitten.

A blanket suddenly fell from the sky, covering him thickly.

The Ling slave couldn't see, and turned around in the blanket in a daze.

He heard Mu Xing's voice: "Look what I found, a kitten that almost burned itself in the morning!"