I am the villain of infinite reincarnation

Bright red sword cuts appeared on Bai Song's body.

The wound did not heal as quickly as before.

Instead, streams of blood flowed out, wetting his clothes.

His immortal body has exceeded the common sense of this world and has not taken effect.

Ning'er looked at Bai Song who was crazily cutting wounds on his body.

He didn't care about crying, and hurried forward to stop him.

"I don't hate you anymore, can't I hate you if I don't hate you?"

"Don't do this, you are my father's hope."

Bai Song didn't say anything to Ning'er, so he stopped what he was doing.

Instead, he sped up a little and muttered.

"Joining Guangzong alone, how can you not have wounds on your body?"

"These wounds are not enough. If you want to deceive Lu Zhi, you need more wounds."

With a puff, Bai Song directly inserted the sword into his abdomen in front of Ning'er.

"what--!"

Ning'er let out an exclamation, stretched out her hand and subconsciously covered her mouth.

Thorn edge~ Bai Song pulled out the sword from his abdomen and threw it on the ground.

Said to Ning'er with a pale face.

"Come and help me, let's go back to Lu Zhi's camp."

"okay!"

Ning'er carefully supported Bai Song and walked towards Lu Zhi's camp.

On the way, Bai Song reminded Ning'er repeatedly.

"Ning'er, remember, your identity is no longer Zhang Jiao's daughter, but Zhang Jiao's maid."

Ning'er nodded understandingly.

In Bai Song's arrangement, Ning'er's parents are a pair of very ordinary farmers.

They have been living in Guangzong.

After the Yellow Turban soldiers entered Guangzong, her parents were brutally killed.

Because of her beautiful appearance, she was lucky enough to be kept by the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Send it to Zhang Jiao's side as a maid.

Ning'er, who is responsible for killing her father and mother, always wants to kill Zhang Jiao.

Until Bai Song's arrival, Ning'er saw the hope of revenge.

With the help of Ning'er, Bai Song successfully approached Zhang Jiao and took off his head.

But when he fled, he was discovered by the Yellow Turban soldiers.

After a life and death breakout, Bai Song was seriously injured.

She was quietly rescued from Guangzong by Ning'er.

In the court tent.

When Lu Zhi heard the report from his subordinates, Bai Song withdrew from Guangzong.

Ignoring the other generals, he hurried out to meet him.

Looking outside the tent, Bai Song was covered in blood.

Lu Zhi stepped forward and personally helped Bai Song up.

"Master Lu, luckily, Zhang Jiao's head is here."

Pale and weak, Bai Song lifted Zhang Jiao's head in front of Lu Zhi.

When Lu Zhi saw it, he was overjoyed.

Shush to Bai Song and ask warmly.

"It can be said that the nephew has made a great contribution. I will personally present the table to His Majesty to ask for the credit for the nephew."

"Thank you, Master Lu!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Song's eyes suddenly went dark.

The whole person was unconscious in Lu Zhi's arms.

Seeing this, Lu Zhi hurriedly shouted.

"Quick, send the military doctor quickly."

Speechless all night, passed in Bai Song's coma.

Lu Zhi's camp was full of laughter.

The big problem surrounding them was completely solved.

However, people in Guangzong City were panicked.

The death of Zhang Jiao made all the Yellow Turban soldiers at a loss.

.........

Cough cough~ Bai Song coughed twice, and opened his eyes weakly.

What catches the eye is a big tent tent.

At this time, he was wrapped into a rice dumpling with three layers inside and three layers outside.

Ning'er, who had been waiting for Bai Song all night, heard the sound of coughing, hurriedly leaned over and asked with a concerned face.

"How are you? Are you okay! Tell me, why did you hit yourself so hard?"

Bai Song looked at Ning'er's tired face and faint dark circles under her eyes, and smiled "hehe".

A smile appeared on his mouth, and he said weakly.

"If you don't do this, how can they trust me."

"It's because you haven't slept all night, go and have a rest."

Ning'er shook her head silently: "I'm not sleepy, I can't sleep in this place."

"It's really hard for you!" Bai Song stretched out his hand to caress Ning'er's face.

He knew that Ning'er was still brooding over Zhang Jiao's death.

What happened that day, to Ning'er, it was as if the sky had collapsed.

"Sleep! Come and sleep beside me, and leave the rest to me."

As Bai Song said, he moved away from the bed and pulled Ning'er onto the bed.

Just as Ning'er lay down next to Bai Song, a loud voice came from outside the tent.

The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and Zhang Fei rushed in rashly.

"Brother! Are you alright!"

"Ouch!"

Zhang Fei saw this scene as soon as he came in, and quickly covered his eyes with his hands and said.

"Brother, I didn't see anything, you continue."

"You guys continue."

While talking, Zhang Fei slowly exited the tent.

Outside the camp, Guan Yu looked at Zhang Fei who had withdrawn again, and asked in doubt.

"How is the third brother? Is the eldest brother okay?"

Zhang Fei glanced around with a pair of copper bell eyes, and quietly pulled Guan Yu aside.

After speaking in his ear, Guan Yu showed an expression that he understood.

"Will they misunderstand?"

Lie down beside Bai Song, Ning'er asked with a flushed face.

"What do you think? If you misunderstand, just misunderstand! The most important thing now is to rest." Bai Song said indifferently.

Ning'er smelled Bai Song's body.

I don't know why my mind suddenly calmed down.

Not long after, he fell into a deep sleep.

From time to time, a snort came out of his mouth.

Hey - Bai Song let out a silent sigh.

He took another girl's heart away invisibly.

In the afternoon, Ning'er woke up from her sleep.

Looking at Bai Song beside him.

She got up from the bed shyly and came to the ground.

"Wake up!" Bai Song said with a smile on his face.

"Well, nothing happened after I fell asleep?" Ning'er asked shyly.

"What do you think?" The smile on Bai Song's face became wider and wider.

Ning'er quickly checked the clothes on her body, and was relieved to see that they were intact.

"Since you're awake, go out and call Lu Zhi and the others in!"

"They have been waiting outside the camp for a long time."

"Ah!" Ning'er exclaimed in surprise.

Shyly said: "Didn't they all see it?"

"That's right!" Bai Song nodded seriously.

"You lie on my bed and sleep, they all saw it, you will never escape from my side in this life."

Ning'er's face flushed when she heard that.

Looking at Bai Songjunlang's face, a trace of shame rose in his heart.

"Go out and call someone!" Bai Song urged.

"Oh! Good!" Ning'er turned and walked out of the tent.

Within a few minutes, a burst of noisy footsteps sounded outside the tent.

Led by Ning'er, Lu Zhi and others walked into the tent and came to Bai Song's side.

Looking at Bai Song wrapped into rice dumplings, Lu Zhi took a step forward and asked with concern.

"Nephew, how do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, Master Laolu is worried about me." Bai Song said pretending to be weak.

Lu Zhi said with a look of relief: "It's fine if there's nothing to do, it's fine if there's nothing to do!"

"Nephew, please rest assured, I have expedited Zhang Jiao's death by [-] li and reported the truth to His Majesty."

"In a few days, the imperial court's reward will come, and there will be no less credit for my nephew at that time."

"Thank you, Master Lu!"