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

It's like a scene in a dream.

There was a fog in the mountain forest, and in the ancient forest that covered the sky and the sun, only a little light could leak through. Between the fog and the light and shadow, there was a ghost perched on the ancient tree.

Nan Xing was wearing a moon-white robe, and his long hair was tangled around the old tree, like a beautiful demon on the tree. The white spirit butterfly swayed between his eyebrows, and the cold white light shone on him. His long eyelashes gradually stained his porcelain white skin and light crimson lips.

He is so beautiful that it almost does not belong to the world, as if it will shatter if touched at the slightest touch, it is an extremely precious treasure that must be carefully touched in the palm of the hand.

He met him here.

Du Ruoxian climbed up the tree, climbed to Nan Xing's side, and called him softly: "Nan Xing, Nan Xing, wake up, why are you here?"

why here?Wasn't he taken away by that bitch Zhang Chuanqiong?

Did Zhang Chuanqiong treat him badly, so Nan Xing escaped?

Nan Xing had eaten the unknown juice fed by the evil god, his body was numb and he hadn't fully recovered, and then he used all his strength to escape, and his leg was amputated by himself, so he was very tired and found a comfortable place to recuperate.

Soon he heard someone calling him.

Nan Xing opened his eyes and took a sudden look, thinking that the evil god was chasing him, he panicked and fell back from the tree.

Du Ruoxian jumped down immediately, went to look at Nan Xing, and asked nervously, "What's wrong with you? Did you fall somewhere?"

南星这才看清，是杜若仙。

How could Du Ruoxian be in this deep mountain?

Du Ruoxian looked carefully at Nan Xing, and saw Nan Xing's leg bleeding!

He lifted the corner of Nan Xing's skirt and said in a panic, "How could this happen!?" Nan Xing's leg seemed to be cut off by something, and the blood was still dripping. His voice became sharper, "Is it Zhang Chuanqiong!"

Nan Xing said: "I met a monster on the road and got injured accidentally. It's okay, just take a few days of cultivation and it will be fine."

Du Ruoxian said, "How can it be okay! You're hurt so badly!"

As he spoke, he hugged Nan Xing.

He has read the book and knows how to cure ghosts.

Nan Xing frowned and struggled for a while, then stopped moving again.

Following Du Ruoxian, he could eat offerings and gather sun, so he could recover faster.

He sniffed Du Ruoxian carefully. For a moment, he seemed to smell the smell of the monster, but he didn't seem to.

And Du Ruoxian's yang energy became stronger.

Nan Xing had lost interest in him before, and Du Ruoxian's yang energy was not much left, and eating was boring. Now I don't know what he did, but the yang energy in his body is gradually full, especially now that Nan Xing is weak and needs nourishment. Make Nanxing salivate.

Du Ruoxian had already bought a small villa on the edge of this mountain forest. The Zhuangzi had just bought it not long ago and it hadn't been properly furnished.

But now that Nan Xing is here, he can't let it go.

Hastily spent money to buy new furniture, moved precious flowers and plants, and more importantly, bought a set of high-quality offerings.

In the evening, Haosheng had already built a shrine, lit incense, and made an offering to Nan Xing.

Du Ruoxian laid out a soft cushion, and Nan Xing leaned on it, devouring the incense.

Du Ruoxian asked someone to make high-quality cold food for Nan Xing to eat, and Nan Xing ate all the food in one go just when he needed it.

Du Ruoxian accompanied Nan Xing after eating, and then stayed with him in the enshrinement room, and lit the incense again when it was about to run out.

Through the smoke, he saw Nan Xing who was recuperating. He squatted beside Nan Xing, took Nan Xing's hand, and sniffed it on the tip of his nose.

Nan Xing frowned: "What are you doing?"

Du Ruoxian chuckled, lowered his eyes and kissed the back of Nan Xing's fair and jade-like hand, and then replied: "I like you so much, I want to kiss you."

Nan Xing's eyes inadvertently showed a trace of disgust, but it was often like this between him and Du Ruoxian, and he accepted the kiss. Du Ruoxian climbed up the cave, and he sat next to Nan Xing, and sniffed again.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Nan Xing smells so good, just looking at and smelling it like this, I can't help but want to hug him and kiss him.

He sat beside him for a while, Nan Xing suddenly turned his back to him, he moved his hand, and couldn't help but embrace Nan Xing in his arms, holding Nan Xing on his lap.

Nan Xing said unhappily, "What are you doing?"

Du Ruoxian's heart beat irregularly, a little excited and a little eager, he hugged Nan Xing's waist tightly, as if he wanted Nan Xing to be embedded in his arms, and eagerly kissed Nan Xing's snow-white jade-like nape.

Nan Xing was very uncomfortable being kissed by this way of kissing. Although he is weak now, he doesn't want to adopt Yang.Moreover, what Du Ruoxian did was not a gentle way of harvesting yang, as if he wanted to control him and violate him more absolutely, and eagerly devoured him into his stomach.

Nan Xing struggled slightly to express dissatisfaction, Du Ruoxian didn't seem to know, but instead turned him over and hugged him, already kissing his chin.

I don't know if it's because my mind is getting clearer recently or what, and I don't know if I was licked by that monster today or what, I always smell the smell of that monster vaguely, but it doesn't look like it is on my body, on the contrary, it looks like it was from my body. It came from Du Ruoxian's body, Nan Xing sniffed it carefully, but it was not there.

Nan Xing said dissatisfied: "I don't want to..."

Du Ruoxian seemed to be kissing too seriously, muttering something, didn't hear Nan Xing's repulsion, but bit Nan Xing's lip and kissed him deeply.

After being kissed for a while, Nan Xing finally couldn't help but grabbed Du Ruoxian's hair and slapped him.

He seemed to be unable to bear Du Ruoxian more and more.

Du Ruoxian was instantly sobered up by this slap.

The gold-rimmed eyes on the bridge of his nose were also crooked.

He doesn't have myopia, but in order to look more like a cultural person, he wears a pair of glasses with a gold chain to please Nan Xing.

Du Ruoxian was stunned for a moment, her eyes were red, afraid that Nan Xing would not like him, she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry! Did I make a mistake just now?"

When Nan Xing came back to him this time, his temper seemed to be getting worse and worse, and he didn't want to talk to him more and more.

Could it be that this time Nan Xing was brought back by Zhang Chuanqiong, and that Ye Tianshi said something bad about Nan Xing!

So Nan Xing doesn't like him anymore!

他心里狠狠的给张川穹记了一笔！

Nan Xing stared at him, a little disgusted, "You have a smell in your mouth."

Similar to the scent of wood, the smell of living green vines is very similar to when it was licked by the evil god today.

gross.

Du Ruoxian felt numb all over as if struck by lightning.

Could it be that he has bad breath? !

Du Ruoxian quickly turned her back, took a breath and sniffed.He didn't smell it himself, not only nothing, but also a very fresh fragrance.

But Nan Xing is a ghost, will his sense of smell be more sensitive?

Du Ruoxian blushed up to the neck, and said to Nan Xing, "I'll go out for a while."

Quickly go outside to rinse your mouth.

He took the toothbrush and carefully brushed it inside and out five or six times, and then looked at it in the mercury mirror.

He even found that his hair was also messed up, and there were a few furry threads on his shoulders, looking very untidy.

He stared at the mirror in a daze for two seconds, and suddenly burst into tears.

How to do how to do!Nan Xing must have disliked him, he made such a big embarrassment in front of Nan Xing, what expression did Nan Xing just have?

Seems like he's disgusting?

It's over, he's going to be hated by Nan Xing.

Du Ruoxian cried alone to the mirror with a handkerchief, crying as if she heard something talking.

"Idiot! Why cry? If you like him, you want him. He can't resist you!"

杜若仙愣了一下，仔细听，好像没听见什么。他左右看看，也没有什么东西。

That voice seemed to come out of his head?

He felt it carefully, could it be his own thoughts?

Impossible, this stupid dog-like voice and fool-like thoughts couldn't have come out of his head.

Du Ruoxian didn't care, but subconsciously suppressed that voice in a corner to tell him to shut up.

He wiped away his tears, took a bath carefully, changed his clothes again, sprayed on perfume, and mustered up his courage before going to Nan Xing.

He was afraid of being rejected by Nan Xing, so he didn't dare to climb up to Nan Xing's exclusive platform to get too close, but he didn't want to get too far away, so he moved a small stool, sat next to the chair, and quietly accompanied Nan Xing for a while, Only then did he try to talk to Nan Xing.

Du Ruoxian said cautiously: "Nan Xing...I see that your body is a little weak, do you want to pick up the sun to make up..."

Nan Xing lowered his eyes slightly to look at him, and said, "I'm afraid my body won't be able to take it anymore, so I'll eat offerings for a few days first, and let's wait a few days."

杜若仙的心情瞬间从阴云密布到万里晴空！

That being said, Nan Xing still doesn't hate him!

That's great, he will definitely perform well these few days and try his best to win back Nan Xing's heart!

……

Zhang Chuanqiong is very embarrassed these days.

His body didn't know what was going on, and it became weaker and weaker.

The little ghost in his hand was killed by the evil god who hijacked Nan Xing. He went down to the canyon to find Nan Xing, but he ran into Mu Ran and Qin Qin again.

Seeing that Nan Xing was not by his side, Mu Ran and Qin Qin became murderous, and the two ghosts joined forces to kill him.

He might be able to fight with Nan Xing by his side, but without Nan Xing, he can only deal with one of them. Qinqin and Muran join forces, and he can only die.

Now Nan Xing is more and more ill, and he saw with his own eyes that the rattle on Nan Xing's ear was bitten by the evil god, so he has no way of knowing where Nan Xing is.

There are two ghosts chasing and killing him day and night.

他没有喝水也没有吃东西，还被两只鬼打伤了内脏，身体几乎要崩溃，他的速度越来越慢，终于在一个小林里被追上。

He said with a wooden smile: "If Nan Xing is not around, you are a waste!"

This person is actually Nan Xing's obsession!

Nan Xing did not reincarnate for so many years because of such a good-for-nothing, and was willing to be driven by him!

He also suffered so much!

And this person actually wanted to use Nan Xing as his soul, and wanted Nan Xing to die!

brute!

Zhang Chuanqiong's body was already dehydrated, and what he saw in front of him was almost gray. His ears were screaming sharply, and his wooden words were like a big saw cutting through steel, causing his ears to almost bleed.

When he was young, he followed his master to the rivers and lakes. The master said that he had worked hard all his life, wandering around alone and helpless, even if he died, he would die a violent death.

But not only did he not die unexpectedly, but he also lived a good life. He took in so many little devils, snatched his life back from death countless times, and made a lot of money, bought a big house, and lived the life of a rich man.

Master is a half-baked charlatan, what does he know?Even if it's life, it's nothing more than that. Didn't he survive time and time again?

This time, it was just a hurdle, and he would definitely be able to overcome it.

He was very hard.

Qin Qin looked at him coldly: "Where is Nan Xing?"

Yes, he hasn't found Nan Xing yet.

The rabbit he said he was going to bake for Nan Xing hadn't been baked yet.

How can he die?

Zhang Chuanqiong released all his little ghosts to fight against Qinqin and Muran.

He staggered back two steps, his eyes were getting darker and darker, and finally he summoned a wisp of soul from his pocket.

This is the spirit of the Southern Star Lingtai.

也是唯一能知道南星在哪里的牵扯了。

He used this handle to control the little ghosts and make them obedient. If the ray of soul goes out, the little ghosts will also die.

As long as he touches this strand of soul, Nan Xing will feel it, and he can also feel Nan Xing's position at the same time.

But this strand of soul is very fragile, and Nan Xing will be very painful if it is heavy.

So Zhang Chuanqiong just touched it carefully.

Who knew that as soon as he touched it, the wisp of soul seemed to disappear, but slowly, slowly dispersed!

"No, no! What's going on!" He yelled in a panic, his voice trembling, and he got up, "Don't, don't! Why is this happening!"

He hurriedly went to catch the dissipated souls, trying to gather them together.

But the soul is scattered faster and faster.

If this strand of soul is scattered, Nan Xing's soul will also be wiped out.

He used this threat every time before, but he never really tortured Nan Xing with this strand of soul.

Nan Xing has always been very obedient.

But he has experience, has tortured other little ghosts, and crushed this strand of soul, he knows the severity.

The strength just now will definitely not make the soul dissipate.

But the soul dissipated.

When it dissipates, Nanxing is gone!

Like a lunatic, he quickly drew a spirit-gathering formation on the ground and danced like crazy, trying to catch this strand of soul and gather it again.

But his strength was too little, and the spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted.

He finally shouted in despair: "Mu Ran! Don't beat me! I give you my life, and I don't want anything. Come and help me, the spirit of Nanxing's spiritual platform is about to dissipate!"

When Muran and Qinqin heard that it was Nan Xing's spirit, they quickly stopped and went to help gather the spirit.

In the end, with the joint efforts of the two ghosts and one person, the soul was finally saved.

Zhang Chuanqiong held the strand of soul and wrapped it with the remaining spiritual power to protect him.

He was terrified, his clothes were soaked with sweat as if he had been drenched in rain, and his whole body was completely cold.

His hands are still shaking now.

Qin Qin looked at him coldly, thinking about how to keep Nan Xing's soul and kill Zhang Chuanqiong, but she looked at Nan Xing's soul carefully, and said suspiciously: "No, this is not the spirit of Lingtai..." She After pondering for a while, he murmured, "It's a bit like a ray of fetal light, the main memory..."

Qinqin poked lightly with her hand, piercing the aura that protected the fetal light.

Zhang Chuanqiong's eyes cracked with fear, thinking that the souls that had gathered with great difficulty were about to dissipate again.

Unexpectedly, the soul spread out and turned into a membrane to wrap around Zhang Chuanqiong.

Zhang Chuanqiong froze on the spot, and said hoarsely after a long time: "What is this..."

Qinqin said coldly: "It's Nanxing's half ray of fetal light, so that it can be used as a membrane to protect you. If someone wants to kill you, this thing will take a fatal wound for you. How can you..."

He Dehe was blessed by Nanxing.

Zhang Chuanqiong slowly opened his eyes wide, and it took him a long time to figure it out.

He thought he had captured Nan Xing's soul, he thought he had Nan Xing's handle, he thought he had subdued Nan Xing and driven Nan Xing.

But it turned out that he got nothing.

He didn't get the handles that could control Nanxing.

Never had him under control.

On the contrary, Nan Xing still kept a strand of his soul to protect his life.

For so many years, Nan Xing was by his side, protecting him time and time again with all his might and loyalty.

for what?

It seemed that what Nan Xing said was to protect him.

It turned out that it was not driving him, but protecting him willingly.

Zhang Chuanqiong trembled slightly between his fingers, and lightly touched the membrane in front of him.

It seemed that something passed through his fingers, and countless pictures flickered in his mind.

a long time.

a long time.

他痴傻一般的怔怔的，而后惊讶、而后悔恨。

Then slowly, tears welled up.

He finally burst into tears.

Nan Xing is always foolishly forgetting this and forgetting that, not remembering anything.

He said he forgot.

He said he couldn't remember the past.

It turned out that his memory was here.