After the rebirth, the master takes orders and asks him

A sharp pain hit his hand.

Xie Jincheng almost gritted his teeth, holding his numb hand with tears in his eyes, he bent down and lay beside Yunrong.

it hurts!

【What is he wearing! ? 】

The system replied [Yaosha, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, the spiritual power you hit on him was bounced back. 】

Xie Jincheng gasped and said:

【…Say it earlier next time, if I am stronger, I might hurt myself to death. 】

He kept using his spiritual power to suppress the pain, but it didn't help, the pain was still so clear.

The system told him that this was a sequela left by the self-explosion in his previous life, which would make his pain feel different from that of ordinary people.

Xie Jincheng is not a weak person, but physical tears are uncontrollable.

While he was gasping for breath, Yun Rong who was lying next to him suddenly moved.

Xie Jincheng froze in fright.

Surrounding himself tightly, holding the reincarnation grass in the palm of his hand like a life-saving grass.

Is this person just pretending to sleep?

He was just waiting for a reason to kill himself now?

Yun Rong let out a soft sigh in the darkness.

"do not move."

In the night, there was a faint and soft light, which didn't seem to emanate from Yun Rong's hand.

That hand has always only held a cold sword.

He was lying on his side, with his right hand protruding from Xie Jincheng's body, and holding Xie Jincheng's only injured right hand, he gently repaired the injury on his hand bit by bit with spiritual power, suppressing the pain.

Xie Jincheng leaned against him, as if he was in his arms.

He didn't dare to move until the injury on his hand was completely healed, Yunrong waved his hand lightly, and covered the two of them with a quilt with a faint fragrance of gardenia.

"Go to sleep."

Yun Rong's hand didn't take back, it was lying on his hand.

"...Okay, okay."

Xie Jincheng broke out in a cold sweat.

Why didn't Yunrong kill him?Do you think it is too cheap to let him die so easily, and want him to live a life worse than death?

Or what is he trying to use himself for?

Xie Jincheng suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Chu Ci wanted to use the secret formation of the sect to eat away at his luck cultivation base to help his ascension. Yun Rong as an accomplice must also agree, so in this life, he must also want to follow Chu Ci's practice by keeping himself.

That's why he won't kill himself now, because it's still useful to keep himself.

Knowing that Yunrong had no intention of killing, Xie Jincheng became more courageous. Thinking that the Chunjun sword had not yet been obtained, he turned over and faced Yunrong face to face, staring at his chest in the dark.

If he didn't keep it close to his body, then Chun Jun could only be included in the Lingfu.

"Master, isn't it uncomfortable for you to sleep wearing clothes?"

As long as Yunrong takes off the shark yarn, he can take out the Chunjun sword from the Lingfu.

But Yunrong looked at him: "You haven't taken off either."

Xie Jincheng took off his clothes and threw them under the bed. Before Yunrong refused to reach out to his waistband, he said obediently:

"Teacher, help you undress."

Yun Rong lay down and let him do whatever he wanted, as if he didn't care about Cai's affairs.

Layers of clothes were slowly loosened under Xie Jincheng's hands, from the coat to the underwear, leaving only the bare skin slowly.

The naked white chest was exposed in the air, Xie Jincheng's hand stroked it, and suddenly felt a long uneven scar on the smooth skin.

He fixed his eyes by the moonlight, and the scar about the length of a finger was falling on the rib.

He was stunned, didn't care, and continued to touch the Lingfu intentionally or unintentionally.

"Master, I want to see your Chunjun, okay?"

If Yun Rong disagreed, he would probably die if he did it.

Yunrong: "Okay."

After hearing this, the little sword spirit asked Yun Rong: "Does he want to use me to kill you?"

Yun Rong said lightly: "He can't take it out."

Feeling the powerful heartbeat under his hand, Xie Jincheng directly poked in with his spiritual hand.

Yun Rong's eyes opened suddenly, and the little sword spirit hidden in the Lingfu shivered with fright, and shouted timidly:

"Master... I'm afraid."

The Lingfu is the most vulnerable place, as long as Xie Jincheng destroys it with spiritual power, Yunrong will not die but will be seriously injured.

But seeing Yunrong let him in so reassuringly, Xie Jincheng felt that it was not that simple.

How could he be so stupid as to put his life in his hands so easily?If you really do it, maybe you will die in the next second.

Xie Jincheng touched Chunjun, held it by the hilt, and sent his own spiritual power into it with great force.

A dazzling light illuminated the room.

Xie Jincheng pulled out the pure Jun sword so easily.

Yunrong's usually calm eyes loosened, like waves on a calm lake.

The Pure Jun Sword can only be afforded by those who are heartless and ruthless. Therefore, all the elders of the Punishment Hall practiced the way of ruthlessness, and the Pure Jun Sword is the standard to test whether they are qualified.

It turned out that Xie Jincheng in this life really didn't like him anymore, and really wanted him to die.