After being forced to whitewash the villain [Transmigration Book]

When he opened his eyes again, another Shen Jimo was standing opposite him with a smile.He opened his lips and said slowly: "What I want in my heart is to taste the hot bowl of wontons that mother gave me again."

It turned out that in the eyes of some people, what he longed for was so simple.

Suddenly, Shen Jimo's heart hurts so badly that he can't control his spiritual power, and it is transmitted directly from the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

The catastrophe was still going on, but the golden light that enveloped him faded. Shen Jimo guessed that its power was limited, and it was probably reaching its limit at this moment.

There was no room for hesitation, he could only summon his sword again before the golden light disappeared, and stood ready.

Maybe it was because the Heavenly Tribulation was making too much noise, even though he had hidden his aura, Shangluo still came to find him.He was blocked by the golden light in the area outside the Heavenly Tribulation, looked at Shen Jimo worriedly, and called him softly, "Senior Brother..."

At the critical moment, Shen Jimo couldn't be distracted, so he didn't turn his head when he heard the voice. He stared at Tianlei's movement and frowned seriously: "Shangluo, get out of here, the farther away from here the better. When I get through this calamity safely, I will Look for you."

But Shang Luo didn't want to, and even tried to get close to him, anxiously said: "The power of the catastrophe is no small matter, senior brother... how can you bear it now? I can help you!"

There are seventy-seven and forty-nine thunderbolts in total. Shen Jimo doesn't know how many thunderbolts he has struck down when he entered the sea of ​​consciousness, but he knows that Shangluo cannot be involved.

Turning back fiercely, Shen Jimo frowned tightly, "Shang Luo, listen to me, the thunder disaster is no small matter, it is not something ordinary people can bear, you listen to senior brother..."

Before he finished speaking, a thunderbolt struck from the top of his head, and there was only a sound of "thunderbolt", which exploded beside his ears. The golden light on the top of his head suddenly dispersed, and a small, tarnished bead slowly And fall.

Is this the thing that has carried the catastrophe for him for so long?

Shen Jimo stretched out his hand to take it in surprise, before he could take a closer look, he felt that it was warm and comfortable in his hand.

Putting it into his arms casually, Shen Jimo hurriedly held the sword to defend against the next catastrophe.

At that time, there was no barrier to block Shangluo's way, so he jumped into the sky tribulation area without hesitation, holding the sword and blocking the attack of the sky thunder together with Shen Jimo.

That day when the thunder struck Shen Jimo's sword, the hand holding the sword immediately felt a tingling sensation. Before the feeling disappeared, Shen Jimo hurriedly grabbed the thunder spirit that was in the thunder that day, and let it Intertwined with one's own spiritual power.

As an outsider, Shang Luo can only hold the sword to ward off disasters for him, and he cannot take the thunder spirit of other people's catastrophe for his own use.

Looking sideways at Shen Jimo's tightly pursed lips, Shang Luo suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand without a sword, held Shen Jimo's wrist, and said softly: "Brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time. That’s how we fought side by side.”

Shen Jimo was taken aback for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, he shook his hand lightly, and said lightly: "There will be a chance in the future."

"I hope so!" Shang Luo withdrew his hand a little disappointed, and once again met the catastrophe with both hands holding the sword.

Shen Jimo drew Lei Ling into his body again and again, and he was out of breath at the moment, but he couldn't relax, he could only hold on and continue to endure the baptism of the catastrophe.

"Quick, they are here, surround them for me!"

A melodious female voice suddenly came out from the forest, as soon as she finished speaking, many disciples of Xiao Shengmen poured out from all directions in the forest, but within a short time, they were surrounded in the center, Ren Qingqing walked slowly from behind the group of people. out.

Shen Jimo frowned and glanced at them lightly, but he had no intention of entangled with them, and focused all his attention on Tianlei.

Ren Qingqing looked at Shen Jimo arrogantly, hooked his lips and sneered: "Shen Jimo, tell me, did you steal my treasure, the Dragon Ball from Xiao Shengmen?"

Hearing the sound, Shen Jimo also turned cold, raised his sword to resist the thunder, and said coldly: "What kind of dragon ball, I have never seen it, please don't spitting blood, Miss Ren."

Normally, if someone dared to say something like that to her, she might have been furious long ago, but now Ren Qingqing was extremely calm when she heard this, and laughed instead, "I still don't admit it, we all saw it just now, Linglongzhu The Buddha's light emanates from here."

Only then did Shen Jimo realize belatedly that what Ren Qingqing was talking about might be the bead he kicked in his arms just now.

Could it be that the one who had carried the thunder for so long just now was not the medicine given to him by his master, but the little bead just now?

Shen Jimo was very surprised, he didn't know how the bead got on him, but at this moment he couldn't allow him to explain or trace, so he could only say with a cold face: "I don't know what you're saying What, I didn't steal your treasure, don't slander me."

Ren Qingqing couldn't stand anymore, she snatched a sword from the disciple beside her, and was about to rush into the Heavenly Tribulation Area, but fortunately Xue Ning stopped her in time.

Xue Ning frowned and looked at her worriedly: "He is suffering a catastrophe right now, don't go in, let's talk about what's going on after he is done with the catastrophe!"

After hearing his words, Ren Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she looked at Xue Ning with a smile, "What does he have to do with me? I only know that he should be punished by Xiao Shengmen for stealing my treasure. I'm going to arrest him now and make amends in front of my father." After speaking, she left without hesitation, holding her sword.

"Alas..." Xue Ning was careless for a while, and he had no choice but to go forward with his sword.

Seeing this, the other disciples could only follow one by one.

"The disciples of Xiao Shengmen obey the order. Shen Jimo of Xuanlingzong stole the treasure of my Xiaoshengmen sect. Now I order you as the young master of Xiaoshengmen to arrest Shen Jimo immediately and take him to my father's house." Apologize in front of you."

Shen Jimo didn't intend to get entangled with them, but the matter has come to this point, but he can't let him not think about it.

Frowning and clicking his tongue softly, Shen Jimo had to turn his attention back to those disciples who suddenly attacked, and continued to explain: "I didn't steal the treasure of the noble sect, please don't make trouble for no reason."

Ren Qingqing didn't listen, she kept smiling, and only when the two of them approached, she smiled lightly and said: "Let you know what will happen if you offend Miss Ben."

Shen Jimo: "..."

If he knew it would cause such trouble, he shouldn't have been nosy in the first place.

Angrily, he blocked Ren Qingqing's sword shield, and another thunderbolt struck, but Shen Jimo had no time to block it with his sword, so he could only turn his back and plan to take this thunderbolt for life.

This day the thunder actually landed on him, but to his surprise, he didn't feel any pain, and the thunder spirit entered his body autonomously without being pulled by his spiritual power.

Maybe this is the effect of his master's medicine?

Shen Jimo was overjoyed, he was no longer afraid to face the sky thunder, and it was much easier to deal with Ren Qingqing.

However, I don't know if it's because the medicine only works once, or the power of the sky thunder is stronger. When Shen Jimo faced the sky thunder again for the second time, he was struck by the sky thunder so that his whole body became numb, and even his heart felt numb. It hurts slightly.

Fortunately, he didn't remove the spiritual power to protect the baby.

Shen Jimo sighed inwardly, and after a while, he clenched his sword tightly again.This time he didn't dare to slack off anymore, while dealing with Ren Qingqing, he was also always on guard for the next thunder coming.

Shang Luo was in a hurry. He wanted to approach Shen Jimo many times but was blocked by the attacking disciples. He became anxious and clenched the Yingying Sword in his hand again and again. He wanted to kill many times but was blocked. He pressed down one by one.

For the sake of Xuanlingzong, he can't...

Closing his eyes and then opening them again, he looked at Xue Ning in front of him, and said coldly: "Is this how your noble family treats us?"

Xue Ning pursed his lips, remained silent, and attacked again.

"Tsk..." Shang Luo clicked his tongue impatiently and wrestled with him again.

It was already very difficult to bear the thunder calamity, but now Ren Qingqing came to make trouble again, and he couldn't really do anything to her, Shen Jimo was extremely irritable.I don't know if it was because of too much movement, or because he was upset, but even his stomach started to tingle slightly.

As soon as his stomach hurt, he became even more annoyed, and he even became stronger with his moves. Ren Qingqing was defeated, and immediately shouted: "What are you doing? Hurry up and catch him!"

Those who listened to the words in front of Shangluo immediately changed their targets and attacked Shen Jimo.

Shen Jimo's heart was extremely dry. Although the fetal image had been stabilized for more than three months, Feng Qiyu was gone. He was really afraid that something would happen to the baby in his stomach, but facing such a group of people, for the sake of Shangluo couldn't take it seriously either, he was really anxious and helpless.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a person suddenly fell from the sky and landed beside him.

It was a somewhat short figure. He was hunched over, but his movements were smooth and smooth, and he quickly repelled all the people around him.

Shen Jimo stared at him blankly, his heart beat faster involuntarily.

Although the other party deliberately wore a hood to cover his face, Shen Jimo knew that this was the grandma, the original owner's biological mother.

"Be careful with the catastrophe, and leave the rest to me." Her voice was still a little hoarse, but Shen Jimo felt inexplicably at ease, her eyes turned red unconsciously, and an inexplicable feeling rose from the bottom of her heart .

He knew that this was the original owner's mood, and he had no way to speak out for the original owner, nor could he stop the throbbing in his heart from spreading. The only thing he could do now was to quickly endure the catastrophe, and then serve the original owner and his mother. Looking for a chance to get along with each other, there are some words that only make sense if he says them in person.

No longer distracted by other things, Shen Jimo clenched the blade again, looked up at the sky, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and whispered: "Come on!"

Immediately, a more violent sky thunder struck again. Although he was struggling, he could barely bear it.

The first 49 thunders of Qiqi 48 thunders, each one will be more powerful than the previous one, but they can also be blocked by their own strength, which is not too difficult. The most difficult thing is the last sky thunder, It must use its physical body to bear the catastrophe. When it is born, it will become a fairy, and when it dies, its soul will be wiped out.

But in the face of the last thunder brewing in the sky, Shen Jimo didn't feel a trace of fear, his chest was beating extremely fast, which was the longing for the future.

He believes that he can succeed, not fail, and he has this strong feeling.

Seeing that the last thunder was about to fall, Shen Jimo was ready and closed his eyes silently.

"Well……"

Suddenly a muffled hum came into his ears, and his heart throbbed involuntarily. His body instinct passed his brain first, he opened his eyes quickly, and stretched out his hand to catch the crumbling body.

Grandma's body fell into his arms, and the perpetrator was slowly exposed in his sight.

It was Ren Qingqing's first time to kill someone, the hand holding the sword was still trembling, and there was an expression of disbelief on his blood-spattered face.

I don't know if it was because Shen Jimo was looking at her, she hurriedly discarded the sword in her hand, shook her head and waved her hands and said, "I didn't intend to kill her, it was she who wanted to stand in front of you, it was she who refused to move, yes She didn't dodge my sword, it's her problem, it has nothing to do with me..." She was explaining sophistry, with a crazy and terrified expression.

Shen Jimo looked at her coldly, and suddenly felt that she was hateful and pathetic, but at the moment he didn't care about her, because Grandma's hand was holding his hand tightly.

When he lowered his head, he saw that Grandma's veil had fallen aside, and she was looking at him with tears in her eyes.

Shen Jimo opened his lips and wanted to call her mother, but he couldn't do so. He felt panicked. Looking at her in front of him, tears welled up involuntarily, "I'm sorry..." He said, not knowing why The mother who couldn't scream still apologized for him occupying her son's body, or implicating her in the death of the catastrophe.

Yunzhu held his hand tightly, but shook her head: "I know, I've always known, you are not my son."

Shen Jimo looked at her in shock, speechless for a moment.

Yunzhu let him go slowly, looked at the sky, and murmured: "He is my son! How could I not recognize him? But I know you are not him, but every time I see you , but I still can't help it, I want to get close to you, I want to make up for the regret I had for my son back then..."

Shen Jimo burst into tears, but he hugged her tightly but didn't know what to say, he could only repeat the word "sorry" over and over again.

Yunzhu slowly put her eyes on Shen Jimo, looked at him as if praying, and continued: "I have been following you for so many years, and I have always wanted to ask you a question, but I have no courage to ask you. Now... if I don't ask again, there may be no chance..."

"You ask..." Shen Jimo choked up and sobbed softly.

Yunzhu slowly raised her hand, touched Shen Jimo's heart, and slightly curled her lips, "Is he still here?"

Shen Jimo was taken aback for a moment, and the tears flowed more violently. He nodded again and again and said: "Yes, he has always been there. One day he will come back, mother..."

"Really?" After hearing the answer she wanted, Yunzhu finally showed a satisfied smile, and the hand on his chest couldn't hold it anymore, and slowly dropped.

It turns out that there are some regrets that really cannot be fulfilled.

Shen Jimo was holding Yunzhu's body, crying so hard, but the last thunder did not give him too much time to grieve, and fell from the sky.