The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

Lianji was trembling, trembling, and the sense of satisfaction and enjoyment filled his whole heart.

His kindness and feelings are firmly locked in the most secret corner of his heart.

He seemed to hear the answer he wanted to hear.

"Qingming, tell me, do you want to be the most honorable and holy son of my Moon Lotus Temple?"

"Enjoy the love of the world, enjoy the worship of the disciples of the gods, and worship you as a god, which is their hope for survival."

Qingming is ignorant, but he yearns for, yearns for and admires Lianji, he doesn't want to be the person he said, he just wants to be the person who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him and make him proud.

Lianji stretched out her hand and stroked Qingming's hair. Today is Qingming's 15th birthday.

In the past 15 years, Lianji has accompanied him every step of his growth, and witnessed the first time Qingming spoke, learned to walk for the first time, was moved for the first time, and was hard to say when he was about to become a man for the first time.

There are more and more believers in the temple, and people who want to become disciples of the Moon Lotus Temple are flocking to them, and Lianji is also getting more and more busy. The number of meetings presided over the affairs of the temple is only a handful, and endless thoughts spread.

Lianji color protects Qingming very well, preventing him from seeing the ugliness in the world.

On this snowy mountain that is covered with snow all the year round, frozen and untouched by the mortal world, the Moon Lotus Temple is the home of Qingming. He is the most respected person in the entire Moon Lotus Temple. The treasure that grew up.

The premise is that in the past, he was.

"This is the choice I made for you. I ask you, are you willing to be the noble and holy son of my Moon Lotus Temple?" Lianji asked again, staring into clear eyes with embarrassment.

It seems that as long as Qingming doesn't answer, he won't stop asking.

"Qingming just wants to be with Master." Qingming hugged his waist. At that time, Qingming's height could only fit Lianji's beautiful chest, and all he could hug was his waist.

A pair of cold hands pushed down Qingming's hands around his waist, the face that was still smiling turned cold, it was Qingming's eyes that he was afraid to see.

"Master, aren't you happy?" Qingming carefully grabbed Lianji's wide sleeves, trying to find Lianji's hand, but when he finally found it, he was coldly brushed off by the person in front of him.

"It's my God Lord." Lianji said coldly.

It seems that only when the answer he answered dissatisfied the master, the master would let him call him Lord God.

"If Qingming is willing, will Master be happy?" Qingming asked cautiously.

Qingming raised his head, those clear eyes looked timidly at Lianji's pure, clear but frozen pupils.

He only heard the most precious person in his life answer him.

"I will not force Qingming to do anything that Qingming does not want."

That pair of extremely good-looking hands caressed Qingming's face, and asked again. "So Qingming, would you like it?"

"Then Qingming is willing to be the holy son of the disciples, willing to be the most devout disciple of the Lord God." Qingming nodded, watching Lianji's cold eyes gradually warming up, and the smile that he cared about. It bloomed before his eyes again, and he felt that this choice was the most correct decision he had ever made in his life.

His whole body was also lit up.

"Qingming is an obedient child." Lianji hugged Qingming into his arms with embarrassment, and said word by word.

There are memories in the memory again, it seems to be caught in another reincarnation.

The past picture overlaps with the present moment, but the protagonist in the story has been reversed, and the person in front of him is not the person in front of him.

The man who brought Lianji's beauty to this world, the man he respected the most, and hated so much in the end.

It's just that this person has already lost his life under his great sword, and turned into a wisp of a lonely ghost, who is beyond redemption.

"For sex, are you willing to inherit this throne and become the holy son of the Moon Lotus Sect?" the man with fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes looked kindly at the young Lianji Seki and said.

"I will, master."

Lian Jise respected this man very much.

"For sex, he is an obedient child."

"My Moon Lotus Sect is called the Demon Sect by the world, for sex, and the magic flower of my Moon Lotus Sect is the Moon Lotus. Do you know the legend of the Moon Lotus?"

"The legendary God of Joy is divided into two, a male god and a goddess. The combination of the two can protect all living beings in the world, bless new life, and pass on from generation to generation. In order to punish him, the lord of the gods turned him into a snake and his lover into a moon lotus. As long as the person connected with the moon lotus will become filthy, but the snake will guard the moon lotus. Let anyone get close to him, or it will release its poison, and our duty is to protect the Moon Lotus, for sex, you understand?"

Do you understand? Do you understand?

It was his father who broke the rules and ruined him.

The full moon set, and the whole night was tormented until the sun rose but was covered by clouds, and there was still no ray of sunlight.

Qingming never closed his eyes all night, and still has two legs.

He was lying on the statue, besides him, Lianji was the only one in the main hall.

Tick ​​tock tick tock.

White dew dripped from the statue of the Deity of Joy, and there was no dry place where it was.

The bell rang again, there was the sound of the silver bell on Lianji's seductive robe and the inlaid divine bell.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

Jingle, Jingle, Jingle.

"Qingming." The voice that frightened him and made him violently rang in his ears.

Lianji walked up to Qingming in embarrassment, he looked down at Qingming who was in a state of embarrassment, blue, purple, red and white were painted on his body like paint.

He stretched out his hand to him, that hand was as pure as jade, clean and slender.

Qingming has found herself, her own self from the lost.

Qingming moved his fingers, but his expression was still numb. He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't utter a word, his throat was stuck and stuck, and he could only utter some broken foam scales when he wanted to speak.

"Qingming, do you regret it?"

What is this demon asking, and what does he regret?

"If it was someone else who picked up Qingming back then, if it was someone else who picked you up." Lianji said embarrassingly.

Once, when he knew that he was picked up by Lian Ji, when he knew that there was no taboo between them, how happy he was.

"However, you escaped once. Just like 19 years ago, the one who took you was someone who could redeem you, but now, it's gone."

The corners of Lianji's mouth raised inadvertently, it was a sly smile that was bound to win. "Do you regret it?"

"Say, if you say you want to leave this seat, this seat will let you go." He stretched out his hand to embed Qingming's face again, making his own shadow appear on Qingming's irises.

"I'm leaving..." Qingming tried his best to say what he wanted to say, but in the next second, Lianji's lustful voice came from above.

"The person named Xi Feng and the other three are resting in my temple. I will entertain them well, including those from the Brotherhood and...the whole of Yongchang."

"I said before that I will not force Qingming to do anything you don't want to do. As long as Qingming says she doesn't want to, I will not."

Qingming smiled desperately, and he replied that nothing was important anymore.

"Look, look at the appearance of the pure and noble son of my temple at this time."

He let go of his hand, Qingming's head hit the ground heavily, and Qingming let out a cry of pain.

Lianji dragged him seductively, and he was dragged to the edge of the pool in the temple, asking him to see his own appearance through the reflection on the water.

Don't look, he doesn't want to look.

"do not want!"

"Be obedient, Qingming, look at yourself, and see how beautiful you are now."

The spell sounded again, and the bells sounded, jingle, jingle, jingle.

Qingming opened his eyes, and saw a decadent boy looking at his own reflection on the calm water. His hair was wet and stuck to his red and white skin. Dark traces.

He doesn't look anymore.

"Be obedient and take a good look."

Lianji pushed him into this puddle of holy water, and he couldn't stand up, let alone swim, wave after wave of holy water covered his head, pouring into his nose, ears, and mouth inside.

He was washed, washed clean.

There was another plop, as if something jumped down.

He is cleaning him.

The filthy place where he was tortured was all washed away by the water, and the cold holy water washed his soul, and the filth fell into a pool of water.

In the fall again, the sound of water flowing in the holy pool continued.

The people who took the holy blood bestowed by Master Lianji, the plague was cured, and many people even prepared gifts and went out early in the morning to go to the Yuelian Branch Hall to pay back to Master Lianji.

In the stockade of the Brotherhood.

After hearing the rumors that the people who took the holy water given by Master Lianji were cured, many people who were still in pain became eager to try it.

"I don't want to drink it! I want to drink the holy water of Master Lianji!"

"My daughter-in-law and I have been drinking your broken medicine for a few days, and the condition is not much better! You quack doctors! You are the one who delayed our condition!"

"If only we drank the holy water! Let's get out!"

The person who said this was the aunt who accompanied her daughter-in-law to see a doctor, but she herself was also infected with the plague.

She was sitting cross-legged on the sickbed, and red spots had already appeared on her body, but they had gradually faded under the treatment of Song Shixuan and Tan Lao.

"Mother, the doctors don't charge us for medicine. They are taking care of us these days. We shouldn't be ungrateful." The aunt's daughter-in-law Liu said in a low voice. She knows her mother-in-law's temper, and she dare not disobey her on weekdays. The meaning, but her life was saved by Dr. Song and Dr. Tan, she still mustered up the courage to persuade her mother-in-law.

Before she was helped by Dr. Song and the kind-hearted people from the Brothers Gang, she could feel that her condition was already very serious, but now she vomited blood less frequently, and she was not as out of breath as before.

"You money-losing bastard with a foreign surname, you turn your elbows out!" The aunt slapped her legs a few times angrily, with a messy face, she stretched out her hand and said viciously to Mrs. Liu's head.

"Doctor Song, today, you have to give us an explanation, why don't you let us out of the village!"

Some patients who had the same idea as this aunt also began to join in, obviously forgetting that these days they are hungry and have food to eat, and when they have nothing to do, there are a few people from the brother gang, Axi, who perform shows for them to amuse them. happy time.

All they remember now is why they trapped them.

"Big brother……"

Xing'er hugged Dai Shaojin tightly, being terrified by these people who suddenly changed their faces.

She didn't understand why when the plague broke out just now, everyone was still so cheerful, and how the uncles and aunts who were grateful to each other became like this overnight.

Dai Shaojin held Xing'er in her arms. After several days of nourishment for her small body, she still couldn't grow any flesh and was extremely weak. But fortunately, Xing'er was out of danger and she was able to recover for a short time. Getting out of bed and walking around is no problem.

"Hey! When that shit Master Lianji didn't come to Yongchang Mansion, why didn't you make a noise and want to go out?! On the contrary, you ate more than anyone else!" Dai Shaojin shouted at these people, pulling her neck in dissatisfaction. , if he hadn't raised his fist for consideration of others, he would have almost failed to fight some troublemakers, Yanjing Xiaobawang is not just talking.

Song Shixuan stood in front of Dai Shaojin and explained to the common people.

"Everyone! If Master Lianji's holy water is really effective and there are no problems, Shixuan will not stop the folks. The ancestor of Shixuan is a doctor who is known as a wandering doctor. When there is a result, Shixuan will tell the folks them!"