After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

After returning back, Shen Jimo gave Mao Mao a good verbal lesson, but it kept wagging its tail and staring at him, which made him feel embarrassed to say anything.

Sighing helplessly, Shen Jimo had no choice but to give up.

Carrying the cat to the cat litter outside the house and putting it away, he reminded again: "Do you know that you can't enter my house through the window? Otherwise, see if I won't beat you tomorrow."

The cat can hear similar words every day, and it doesn't care too much. It rubs his palm and meows, and then obediently returns to the cat's nest to lie down.

Seeing that it was rare to listen to him like this, Shen Jimo thought that his education had worked. He was overjoyed, fetched some water into the house, heated it with magic power, and sat down in the bathtub with peace of mind.

Since he became pregnant, he seems to be really lazy. He gets sleepy very early every night, so that he doesn't bother to take a bath and change clothes every day. Basically, the problem of bathing is solved by body cleaning.It has been a long time since I lay comfortably in the tub like this.

Lying lazily on the side of the tub, letting his body soak in the warm water, Shen Jimo was so sleepy that his eyelids clenched again.In a haze, he seemed to see a black figure printed on the door, and panicked for no reason. At this time, it was too late to open his eyes. His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't wake up. , It is even more difficult to enter a deeper sleep.

The black figure went directly through the door and came to him, the black robe fell on his hand, and then he heard the cat demon who had never made a sound in his dreams: "Shen Jimo, are you really It's not good at all." The voice was cold and somewhat hoarse, but it was an unfamiliar voice.

Shen Jimo's heart was beating extremely fast, and he tried to open his eyes and look up at the man's appearance, but his body seemed to be out of his control, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move an inch.

The cat demon seemed to understand his thoughts, and squatted down to look at him, as if afraid that he would still not be able to see, pinched his chin with his middle index finger, forcing him to look at him, "Shen Jimo, long time no see, you Don’t you miss me at all?”

Shen Jimo raised his eyes with great effort, but it still didn't help. All he saw was a cold smile on the corner of his lips.

"Still unclear?" His thoughts seemed to be under the control of the cat demon. After saying this, Shen Jimo heard him chuckle and continued: "It doesn't matter, I will let you You remember me." As he spoke, he slowly approached Shen Jimo's ear, and sucked his earlobe into his mouth, his hoarse voice was somewhat magnetic, "I will use my way...to make you unforgettable forever mine."

After finishing speaking, there was a sparse and light sound, the sound of someone entering the water, the cat demon pinched his chin from behind and forced him to turn his head to kiss him, his eyes turned cold.

After the kiss was over, he let go of Shen Jimo emotionally, entered him, kissed gently behind his ear, and murmured: "Shen Jimo, you must always remember the feeling at this moment, this is your husband The bliss bestowed on you cannot be replaced by anyone."

Shen Jimo involuntarily grasped the edge of the tub, and physiological tears gradually appeared in his eyes.

Really...fuck husband, fuck bliss.

When he woke up the next day, the sun was shining brightly. It was rare this time that he didn't meet the cat's eyes. Before Shen Jimo could rejoice, he only moved a little, and felt the pain in his waist as if it was about to be broken.

"Hiss..." Shen Jimo frowned and rubbed his waist. He tried to get up several times, but all failed.

He looked at the top of the tent in a daze, stretched out his hand, and carefully looked at the skin on his exposed arms. After confirming that it was all right, he slowly relaxed, gathered a ball of spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and approached his waist.

When he came out of the house, it was already noon, and the cat was rarely asleep in the nest, looking satisfied.

Shen Jimo frowned and glanced at it, then sat at the stone table beside him in distress.

Is it really that difficult to get pregnant?Can't stand up straight every morning?

After touching his lower abdomen, Shen Jimo immediately lay down on the table, "How can you be so troublesome?"

Hearing the words, the cat moved its ears, swaggered up, jumped onto the stone table, rubbed its head against Shen Jimo's arm, and swept his face with its tail.

Shen Jimo seriously suspected that the cat wanted to pee on his face, so he quickly sat up straight and looked at it seriously, "Don't defecate anywhere."

"Meow~" the cat meowed softly at him, trying to get closer again.

I haven't eaten since last night, must be hungry?Touching his stomach, he seemed to be a little hungry. Taking advantage of it being noon, he simply got up and went to the dining hall with the cat.

He caught a lot of fish with pickled cabbage, gave the fish to the cat, and ate the pickled cabbage himself.

Seeing the cat eating with gusto, Shen Jimo was also happy, he couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, put his head on one hand to watch it eat, and said with a smile: "Maomao, do you think I look like this pickled fish?"

The cat slowly raised its head to look at him, and meowed for some unknown reason.

Shen Jimo smiled and said, "It's sour, vegetable and redundant."

Since childhood, the protagonist and the villain are more talented than him. Among the four senior brothers, he is obviously the senior brother, but he is the worst one in the division. He was originally a dead character, but he was alive because of the system mission. Come down, the task is finally completed, and I can't go back. Isn't this redundant!

The point is...

Rubbing his stomach, Shen Jimo curled his lips. Soon, he will give birth to another little pickled fish.

The expression in Mao Mao's eyes was dark, and he jumped on him, rubbed his head against him, and then stretched out his tongue to lick his chin, acting like a spoiled child, rubbing until Shen Jimo couldn't stand it.

He smiled and pulled the kitten off his body, patted it on the head, "Okay, they are all big cats, don't be coquettish." Then he put it back on the table and let it continue to eat, "Afternoon I'm going to Shangluo, will you know the way back later?" He didn't want to take the cat with him again, and he was in the embarrassment of yesterday again.

When the cat heard this, he stopped eating, sat on the table, and looked at him without blinking.

Shen Jimo didn't understand what it meant, but there was nothing to discuss about it, so he said: "Oh, whether you like it or not, eat it quickly, and I'll take you back after eating, and then I'll go to Mingyue Gate."

Maomao is not happy, and refuses to eat anything.

Thinking that there are still so many files that have not been processed, Shen Jimo is not used to it, so he packs the unfinished fish back and puts it next to its nest, "You can have fun here in the afternoon, eat fish when you are hungry, obediently Do you know when I come back?"

The cat refused, and bit his trouser leg, refusing to let go.

Shen Jimo frowned, and simply used his spiritual power. When it let go, he turned around and disappeared in place as a wisp of smoke. The voice came from a distance, "I'll be back at night, you have fun."

Mao Mao looked at the empty place and frowned, only to hear a 'bang', a slender figure appeared in the place where Mao'er stayed just now.

He slightly hooked the corners of his lips, his deep eyes were full of coldness, and the red mole under his right eye was so beautiful, "Shen Jimo, you really owe it."

When Shen Jimo arrived at Mingyue Gate, Shang Luo was no longer there, but before yesterday's office work, he left a note, which read:

Brother, I have to go out beforehand, don't be too tired, wait for me to come back at night.

Shen Jimo smiled and crumpled up the note and threw it aside. He looked at the piles of documents that had been reduced yesterday, and piled up a few piles of documents today. He was very helpless, "It seems that I will work until midnight again today."

In modern times, Shen Jimo hadn't participated in the work yet. Before wearing books, he was always afraid of work and feared that he could not do it well. But now, looking at the large pile of processed documents, he suddenly found that his work ability seemed to be the same. Not too bad?

Looking at the moon in front of him again, Shen Jimo stretched his eyebrows, "It's time to get off work after a busy day, right?" As he said that, he packed up the desk and took a piece of paper to leave a note for Shangluo.

Before writing, the door was suddenly pushed open with a 'bang'.

Shen Jimo was startled, and quickly looked up, only to see Shang Luo was covered in blood, and fell down by the door with a tired face.

With a sudden tightening in his heart, Shen Jimo rushed forward, "Shangluo!"

Shang Luo raised his eyes when he heard the words, and saw him rushing towards him, his tightly pursed lips slowly raised, but he couldn't withstand the onslaught of darkness, and finally lost consciousness when Shen Jimo ran to his side .

"Shangluo..." Shen Jimo frowned and pulled him into his arms, reached out and patted his face, calling his name over and over again, but the person in his arms was silent.

It's not that he doesn't know medical skills, so he can only feed him with his own blood, hoping to save him some pain, and then sent the sound transmission talisman to Elder Xuanji.

Picking up Shang Luo and putting him back on the cabinet couch, Shen Jimo anxiously waited for the arrival of Elder Xuanji.During this period, Shang Luo twitched in pain many times, and his heart twitched with it. His heart ached so much that he could only feed him with his own blood over and over again, but the effect was minimal.

Obviously only a quarter of an hour has passed, but Shen Jimo seems to have waited as long as a spring and autumn. Just when he was about to get impatient, Elder Xuanji finally came.

"Elder Xuanji, come and have a look, what kind of injury did he suffer?" Shen Jimo pulled Elder Xuanji to the bedside, and without any explanation, he pulled off the clothes on Shang Luo's chest, revealing the ball lingering in Shang Luo's heart Show him the black air, "What is this? It has been lingering in his heart forever?"

Seeing this, Elder Xuanji frowned, made a silent gesture to Shen Jimo, and then carefully caught Shangluo's pulse, while observing his face, "Yintang is black, his lips are purple, and his chest is still lingering." A lingering miasma, this is..." Elder Xuanji's eyes darkened, he reached out and turned over Shangluo's skirt, and found that besides these, there were many similar wounds, all of which were bubbling out. With black air.

"It was injured by the demons." Xuanji put Shang Luo's hand back under the quilt, and looked at Shen Jimo with a serious face, "And it's a very powerful demon."

A very powerful demon?

For some reason, Shen Jimo immediately thought of Feng Qiyu, but...Feng Qiyu has been away from Xuanlingzong for a long time, and has long since disappeared, so how could it be him?

Shaking his head to rule out this possibility, he frowned and looked at Shangluo, feeling more and more anxious.

Could it be... the Demon Lord?

In the original text, the previous Demon Lord had plans to attack the realm of comprehension, but Feng Qiyu usurped the position before the plan was completed.

Could it be because he changed the plot, so the subsequent plots become different?

Thinking of this, Shen Jimo hurriedly looked at Elder Xuanji, and said hastily: "Could it be Demon Lord? He..."

But Elder Xuanji didn't wait for him to finish speaking before he made a gesture of resignation, and took out a medicine from his arms, "Now is not the time to discuss who did it, but to save his life." He looked up Xiang Shen Jimo, with a serious face, "Now only you can save him."

"How to save?" For him, as long as it can save Shangluo, he is willing to do anything.

"Use your blood and flesh, plus 52 precious elixir spirit herbs." Elder Xuanji's eyes flickered, and gradually sank, "The elixir spirit herbs are not the problem, the problem lies in your flesh and blood."

"This is not a problem, as long as you can save Shangluo, you can let me bleed as much as you want." Shen Jimo rolled up his sleeves and exposed his white arms to Elder Xuanji's eyes.

Elder Xuanji glanced lightly at his arm, took out a bowl from the side and handed it to him, "One or two bowls of meat, three bowls of blood, you go!"

"Okay." Shen Jimo took it without hesitation, and let the blood out.

But it's easy to let the blood out, but it's difficult to cut the flesh on his body. Shen Jimo gestured with the knife for a long time before he did it on the inside of his left arm.

Because he is not very good at estimating the weight, he deliberately cut a little more, which made him gasp in pain, but for the sake of Shangluo, he endured it.

When Shen Jimo handed him the things that Elder Xuanji needed, he himself was sweating from the pain and his face was pale.

Elder Xuanji glanced at the thing, frowned, took out a pill from his bosom and handed it to him, "Swallow it."

Shen Jimo swallowed it obediently and didn't ask other questions.

"You take these things down and let the little disciples in the pharmacy boil them. Remember not to add water." He handed a pack of medicines and what Shen Jimo gave him just now to Shen Jimo, and said seriously, "Use spiritual power It maintains the liquid state of the blood and cannot allow it to coagulate."

"Okay." Shen Jimo nodded, before he even had time to cover his injured hand, he quickly flew towards the pharmacy with the things in his hand.

To use spiritual power to maintain an object that is supposed to solidify is a very high requirement for the control of spiritual power. Most of the little disciples in the pharmacy have low cultivation bases, and they can't do it at all. After thinking about it, Shen Jimo Still not at ease, let others come, he can only do it himself.

Just poured the blood and medicine, the strong smell of blood made him vomit again and again.

Frowning and looking at the scarlet in the medicine jar, Shen Jimo resisted the feeling of vomiting, lit a fire with spiritual power, and then used the other hand to make a trick to control the medicine jar to prevent the blood in it from coagulating.

Faced with the nauseating smell of blood, Shen Jimo was really uncomfortable. Coupled with his tired body, it was really miserable.After finally finishing the medicine and handing it to Elder Xuanji, he couldn't bear it any longer, rushed outside and vomited wildly.

Elder Xuanji fed the medicine to Shangluo spoon by spoon, and only asked Shen Jimo a few words of concern when he came in.

Shen Jimo was worried about Shang Luo, and his eyes kept wandering away from Shang Luo, looking a little absent-minded.

Elder Xuanji also noticed it, and turned his gaze back to Shang Luo, "It's all right, you can go back to rest, after all, your body is also..."

Shen Jimo knew what he was referring to, scratched his cheek in embarrassment, smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm not that..."

"Go back and rest! I'll be here tonight, nothing will happen." Elder Xuanji interrupted him at the right time, "He will probably be in a coma for about three days, and you will have to guard him tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If you don't rest well today, how will your body be able to bear it tomorrow?"

He was implicitly hinting at his pregnancy, Shen Jimo felt awkward talking to him, and finally looked at Shang Luo on the couch, he finally couldn't hold back Elder Xuanji, bowed to him, and quit the cabinet.

At that time, the first crowing of a rooster happened to come from a distance.

It turns out that the sky is almost dawn...

Shen Jimo looked at the moonlight in the sky, and then slightly relaxed his tense body, sleepiness and pain also swept over him.

Frowning and looking at the blood-stained sleeve shirt on his left arm, he didn't dare to open it to see what was going on inside, so he had to speed up his pace and return to Lihuaju.

In Lihuaju, Mao'er was squatting at the door and looking forward to it. From a long distance away, he saw Shen Jimo coming against the wind. He was overjoyed and quickly jumped up and crashed into his arms.

He thought...he was going to spend the night with Shangluo again!

Fortunately not.

Shen Jimo was caught off guard, and was afraid that the cat would fall to the ground, so he could only reach out to catch it. In the process, it was inevitable that the wound would be pulled, his heart trembled in pain, and he took a light breath.

When the cat fell into his arms, it smelled the strong smell of blood, and carefully poked its head out of his arms, searching for the smell and found the wound, but saw a deep red.

It frowned at the blood-stained sleeve, didn't dare to touch it with its claws, and couldn't ask him what was wrong, so it could only meow anxiously at him over and over again.

Shen Jimo has always felt that it is quite spiritual, and this time is no exception. He knew that the cat was probably worried about him, so he quickly stretched out his hand to smooth its fur, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's just a small wound."

But Mao'er couldn't listen to his words, and stared at the blood-red sleeve, his brows gradually turned cold.

Shen Jimo couldn't see its expression. After carrying him back to the house, he put it down and took out gauze scissors to treat the wound.

Because the blood stayed in the arm for too long, it had slowly scabbed over, and the clothes stuck to the wound, and he grinned in pain just by pulling it lightly.

Although he couldn't see the edge of the wound yet, looking at the thick circle around his arms, Shen Jimo knew that the place where the flesh had been gouged out must have changed beyond recognition. Just thinking about it, he felt disgusting. Before he had time to think too much, he rushed out and vomited at the door.

Mao'er looked back at him with deep eyes, suddenly jumped off the table, walked slowly behind Shen Jimo, and transformed into a real body.

Shen Jimo felt that there was someone behind him, and he had a murderous air.He didn't dare to look back, his left hand was so painful that he couldn't move it at all, if he fought with others at this time, his chances of winning would be half as low as usual.He was thinking about how to outwit him, but for no reason he felt drowsy, and his eyes turned black.

No... It's a cat demon again, isn't it?

Shen Jimo thought sadly, and then sleepiness swept his whole body.

Feng Qiyu gently caught his fallen body, Min lips looked at him coldly, passed his hands through the bend of his feet, picked him up horizontally, and carefully placed him on the bed.

Shen Mou looked at the left arm, he sucked the scissors over with one hand, quickly cut off the clothes on Shen Jimo's arm, and carefully uncovered the clothes that had stuck to the flesh, even if Shen Jimo groaned in pain, He didn't feel soft-hearted when he made a sound, and pulled it off in one go.

The wound without the scab immediately began to bleed again.Even though Feng Qiyu had thought about what his wound looked like countless times, the moment she actually saw it, she still couldn't hold back her heart trembling.

"Where is he worthy of what you have paid for him?" Looking coldly at Shen Jimo's frowning face, he deliberately put emphasis on the movements of his hands as if blaming him.

"Uh..." Even in his sleep, Shen Jimo still breathed out in pain.

Feng Qiyu never softened her heart, sprinkled the medicine on the wound, and said sarcastically, "Just remember the pain, this is the pain he gave you." Then she whispered: "I didn't even hear you screaming like this Work hard."

After he was fully bandaged, it was already broad daylight, and he definitely couldn't do anything with his appearance today.

Feng Qiyu lowered her head and kissed the center of his brow, feeling distressed in the end, "Be good and sleep well, and it won't hurt when you wake up." After speaking, there was another bang, and she changed back, nestling in Shen Jimo's arms.

Shen Jimo didn't sleep well this time, his body was like a big furnace, extremely hot, he woke up before noon, and then he realized that he had a fever.

Stretching out his hand to touch his hot forehead, he wanted to find some heat-dissipating medicine to take, but when he thought of the one in his stomach, he gave up.

It's not too early to see the sky, Elder Xuanji has not slept all night, he should be tired from this meeting, he should go to take over.

Leaning over to touch the kitten sleeping beside him, Shen Jimo said softly: "I'm going to Shangluo for the next two days, remember to be good at home by yourself!"

Mao'er looked at him coldly, and was about to declare his dissatisfaction when Shen Jimo disappeared beside the bed in a wisp of smoke.

This fool!

Maomao looked angrily at where Shen Jimo was standing just now, his eyes were so cruel that they could kill.

When Shen Jimo came to Mingyue Gate, Elder Xuanji was no longer there, and standing next to Shangluo was a young disciple of Mingyue Gate.

He bowed to Shen Jimo when he saw him, "Hello, Senior Brother Shen."

Shen Jimo nodded at him, and looked at Shang Luo on the bed, "Shang, Master Master, is he better?"

The little disciple followed Shen Jimo's gaze and shook his head, "I don't know, but Elder Xuanji said before leaving that as long as today and tomorrow pass, nothing serious will happen."

"Oh..." Shen Jimo sat down by the bed, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll guard here, you step back first!"

"Yes." The little disciple saluted him again and retreated.

Shen Jimo didn't have a good rest last night, and today he had a high fever, so he couldn't keep up his spirits, so he dozed off after sitting by the bed for a while.But because he was thinking about Shangluo in his heart, he dozed off uncomfortably, until he heard hoarse voices from the person on the bed, finally swept away his doze.

"Water, water..." Shang Luo spoke before he recovered his sanity.

Shen Jimo woke up suddenly, and hurried up, "Shangluo, what did you say? Say it again?"

"Water, water..." Shang Luo squirmed his chapped lips and spoke slowly.

"You want to drink water, don't you?" Shen Jimo hurriedly ran to the table beside him to pour a glass of water, then went to the bed again, helped him lean on his shoulder, and slowly fed the water into his mouth.

The water gradually entered, and Shang Luo slowly opened his eyes. He was not surprised to see Shen Jimo in front of him. He pulled his lips and said weakly: "Senior brother."

"Shangluo, are you awake? How do you feel? Is there any pain?" Shen Jimo was ecstatic in his heart, and at the same time he did not forget to send a sound transmission talisman to Elder Xuanji while asking him.

Shang Luo shook his head vigorously, "No problem."

Seeing his exhausted appearance, Shen Jimo had no choice but to put him back on the bed again, "If you are tired, take a rest first! Elder Xuanji will be there in a while."

Shang Luo nodded, closed his eyes and soon fell asleep again.

After Elder Xuanji arrived, he simply poked around on him, and then smiled gratifiedly, "I thought his body would not wake up until tomorrow, but I didn't expect..." He looked at Shen with bright eyes. Jimo, "The body of medicine is truly unique in the world."

Shen Jimo also smiled with him, but didn't understand what he meant.

"Looking at him like this, he should be able to wake up tonight! After a few days of recuperation, he will almost recover." Elder Xuanji packed up his things and left here.

Shen Jimo looked at Shang Luo's sleeping face happily, finally put down the big stone in his heart, turned and returned to the outer pavilion.

Looking at the extra stacks of documents that had not been processed in a day, Shen Jimo secretly groaned in his heart.

Shangluo, get well soon!Otherwise, the brothers will be overwhelmed by these documents.

Shang Luo woke up in the middle of the night, Shen Jimo was still correcting the documents at that time, when he suddenly felt a huge black shadow looming behind him, he hurriedly turned around, only to find that it was Shang Luo, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly pulled him to sit down , "Are you able to walk already? Elder Xuanji is truly rejuvenated."

Shang Luo glanced lightly at the pile of approved documents, curled his lips and said, "Brother, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Jimo shook his head, and pinned the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears, "You and I, brothers and sisters, why bother to say thank you? It looks like a birthright."

Shang Luo smiled, looked directly at him, and said nothing.

I was a little embarrassed to be seen by him, Shen Jimo hurriedly looked away, and when he was about to open his mouth to find something to talk about, Shang Luo suddenly reached out and stroked his cheek, "Senior brother..."

Shen Jimo's heart tightened for no reason, just when he was about to get up and flee, Shang Luo suddenly held him down with another hand, and the hand that was floating on his cheek suddenly pressed against his forehead.

"Senior brother has a fever." Shang Luo frowned suddenly, as if a little angry, "Did you have a fever since morning?"

This... how did he know?

Shen Jimo just wanted to say no, but Shang Luo took the lead and said: "I'll go find Elder Xuanji." After speaking, there was no one in sight.

Shen Jimo's outstretched hand didn't even have time to touch the corner of his clothes.

I always feel that Shangluo's cultivation seems to have improved to a higher level...

Seeing Shang Luona shut the door hastily in the future, Shen Jimo was happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

Shangluo went back and forth, and brought someone with him when he came back, but it took less than half a stick of incense.

Lifting Shen Jimo from his seat, Shang Luo winked at Elder Xuanji, then entered the cabinet, and put him on the bed, "It should have been burning since the morning, Elder, please take a look."

In fact, Shen Jimo really wanted to say that it was just a small fever, and there was no need to stir up people like this, but Shangluo didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

"He is pregnant now. I have checked what is said in the book. It seems that you can't take medicine casually during pregnancy."

The one on the left is pregnant and the one on the right, Shen Jimo was speechless for a while.Not giving him the right to speak, he simply shut up and stopped talking, just staring at the two people in front of him.

Elder Xuanji frowned and felt his pulse, then touched his forehead with the back of his hand, and then said seriously: "It's the fever caused by the wound last night, take some medicine and you'll be fine." Then he went to take Shen Jimo's hand again , rolled up his sleeves, looked at the wound that had been bandaged, and put it down after seeing that the bandage was okay, and continued: "I will prescribe a side medicine for you to take once, and your wound is also You need to change the medicine frequently, can't you be careless?"

Shen Jimo nodded.

On the other hand, Shang Luo looked at his wound that had been hidden in his sleeve in a very complicated way, and waited until Elder Xuanji left before sitting on the side of the bed, holding his left hand very carefully, and pouring his spiritual power into it.

Seeing his stupid behavior, Shen Jimo chuckled, "Elder Xuanji said that spiritual power doesn't have the ability to regenerate the medicine body, are you stupid?"

Unexpectedly, when Shang Luo looked up at him, his eyes were already red.

He reached out to touch Shen Jimo's cheek, held his injured hand and touched it carefully under his lips, "I'm sorry, brother...I made you suffer." Just like when he was a child, he threw himself into his arms.

Shen Jimo hugged him funny, and patted him on the back like coaxing a child, "It's none of your business, it's my wish."

"Why are you being so kind to me?" Shang Luo buried his face on Shen Jimo's shoulder and said sullenly, "I don't deserve your being so kind to me at all."

Shen Jimo patted his hands on the back, stretched out his hands to grab his shoulders, lifted him up from his shoulders, and looked directly at him, "Fool, of course it's because you are my junior!" "I am not good to you, who is good to me?"

Shang Luo looked at him, tears gradually filled in his eyes, and buried him in his arms again, this time without saying a word.

Shen Jimo felt a little wet on his shoulders, and chuckled, "They're all grown-ups, why are you still crying? Stop crying."

But Shang Luo stubbornly refused to raise his head, and buried himself on his shoulder, sniffing the faint scent of medicine from his body, feeling extremely at ease in his heart.

He refused to get up, so Shen Jimo followed him.

Neither of them spoke again.

After a long time, when Shen Jimo felt that Shang Luo had fallen asleep leaning on his shoulder, Shang Luo's muffled voice came from his shoulder:

"Brother, let's get married!"

Hearing this, Shen Jimo's heart skipped a beat, and when he opened his mouth to refuse, Shang Luo spoke again:

"Look, we all have children, shouldn't we give them a home?" He slowly raised his head, looked directly at Shen Jimo, and naturally stretched his hand to his lower abdomen, "Give senior brother a title, let This kid was born rightly."

He's not a woman... What name does he want?

Shen Jimo's eyes moved slightly, and he moved his body quietly to avoid Shang Luo's hand on its belly, scratched his cheek with his index finger in embarrassment, and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Shang Luo didn't force him, and withdrew his hand calmly, "I won't force you, you can think about it slowly, and give me an answer when the time comes." He looked down at his stomach again, "It's just... I hope Don't make me wait too long."

Shen Jimo held the quilt tightly with his hands, and slightly lowered his eyes to look at the ground beside the bed.

Do you even need to think about it?He is not the heroine, how can he follow the heroine's plot line?

Shang Luo also knew that he was in trouble, so he immediately changed the subject: "It's already late today, brother, please stay here!"

"I..." He was about to speak, but Shang Luo raised his hand to cover his lips, and said with a smile: "You sleep here, don't worry, I'll sleep next door."

So far, what can he say?

Looking at Shang Luo's leaving back, Shen Jimo was in a mess.

What plot line is this going on?Why, as the author of the original work, do I feel so strange?

Lying on the bed at night, he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Shen Jimo suddenly thought of his cat. He didn't go back all day today. I don't know if it is in a hurry?

There was a flash of anxiety in his heart, Shen Jimo got up lightly, said sorry to Shang Luo through the wall, and then left here.

And Shang Luo, who was sleeping in another room, slowly opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes slightly cold.

Shen Jimo saw his cat waiting in front of the door from a long distance away, and felt guilty.

He descended slowly, expecting it to rush towards him like in the past, but it didn't.

There was a hint of joy in the cat's eyes when he saw him, but immediately, it was covered with a layer of coldness, and looked behind him furiously.

Shen Jimo looked back in doubt, and saw Shang Luo also slowly falling down beside him.

Shang Luo stretched out his hand to caress his bangs that were blown by the wind just now, with tenderness in his eyes, "Brother came back so late, why didn't you tell me? It will make it easier for me to find for a while."

Um?Didn't he follow right after he fell?Where is it easy to find?

Shen Jimo looked at him suspiciously, "I..."

"I knew that brother couldn't do without Ewhaju, so I'll come back and sleep with you." Shang Luo covered his lips lightly, smiled softly, and kissed him on the lips through his hands, "It's late, we Hurry up..." Go to sleep, before the words were spoken, a murderous aura came from the side.

Shang Luo pushed Shen Jimo aside to avoid Maomao's attack, his tenderness faded away, he looked at the black cat coldly, and said sharply: "I've seen you have problems for a long time, why? Don't you plan to sacrifice your real body? "As he said that, he summoned the Chengying Sword and flew towards the cat.

Seeing this, Mao Mao hurriedly flew to dodge, but was injured by the sword energy that followed, and a drop of blood fell from the air, which happened to land on Shen Jimo's cheek.

He reached out to wipe the blood on his cheek, and when he looked up again, the black cat just now had turned into a slender figure, standing in front of him.

"Qi Yu..." He spoke slowly, forgetting everything else for a while.

Feng Qiyu turned her head when she heard the sound, and licked the corners of her lips at him, "Shen Jimo, long time no see."

As if his heart was suddenly gripped by a big hand, Shen Jimo was so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe. He looked at Feng Qiyu, and the scenes in the dream followed.

"Shen Jimo, I want you to remember me in my way."

"Shen Jimo, does it hurt? That's right. Remember, it's the pain from Shangluo."

……

All kinds, all kinds, it turns out that they are not dreams, but real?

Before she could distinguish, Feng Qiyu in front of her suddenly reached out and hugged him into her arms, then lightly jumped onto the roof, looking coldly at Shangluo below, "Today I will take him away."

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability." Shang Luo did not show any weakness, and once again held the sword and went forward, showing his murderous aura.

The strength of the two of them is comparable, and while protecting Shen Jimo while following Shang Luo's moves, Feng Qiyu seemed to be struggling and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

Shen Jimo finally came back to his senses at this moment, he hurriedly looked away from Feng Qiyu's face, and looked anxiously at Shang Luo, "Stop Shang Luo."

Shang Luo paused when he heard the words, but ignored his words, and counterattacked even more fiercely.

Feng Qiyu was taken aback in her heart, but she hadn't seen him for more than a month, she didn't expect his cultivation to rise so fast, so she had to let go of Shen Jimo and go all out to deal with Shang Luolai.

Shen Jimo stabilized his figure at the side, watching the two of them fighting fiercely, he quickly summoned his sword and joined in.

He threw Shang Luo's sword flying with his sword, and his brows were rarely cold, "Shang Luo stop."

Shang Luo clenched the blade of the sword in his hand when he heard the words, but he didn't listen. He held the sword again to avoid Shen Jimo, and attacked Feng Qiyu.

Seeing that Shang Luo couldn't make sense, Shen Jimo could only block Feng Qiyu's sword again, and looked at each other coldly, "Qi Yu, stop quickly."

Feng Qiyu frowned slightly, and before she could stop, she saw Shang Luo attacking towards her again, so she had to clenched her sword again and charged forward.

Shen Jimo looked at the two people who were inseparable from each other, and was very anxious in his heart. When he was thinking about how to stop the two of them, Shang Luo suddenly shot, and pierced Feng Qiyu's left shoulder with lightning speed. .

Not only Shen Jimo, but even Feng Qiyu felt it was strange