Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

The little baby's face was buried deep in his neck, and the tears fell hot on his shoulders. Xiu Jin froze in place and did not dare to move.

Then I heard the little doll sneer and say: "If you can't finish it from beginning to end, it means we are destined but not destined, just let me go and become an ordinary disciple. Don't make me sad."

"..."

Xiu Jin's eyes trembled slightly, and the swelling and pain hit him again. He couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster and his breathing became heavier.

Rong Mo was right, he really should do that.

The weight in his arms was very light, so light that it seemed fake. Only when he increased the intensity did he feel a hint of reality.

Don’t want to let go…

For some reason, the thought of the word "let go" made his heart twist like a knife, as if something was about to be pulled out of his heart, including the skin and flesh.

He didn't even dare to think about it.

Xiu Jin's eyes were as thick as ink, and her long eyelashes covered the surging emotions in her eyes for a long time, breaking some shackles, and said softly: "Okay, I will accompany you to grow up, and accompany you to see thousands of mountains and rivers, until you no longer need me"

"..."

He succeeded, using retreat as an opportunity to advance had a miraculous effect, and Rong Mo's eyes were filled with joy.

After Xiu Jin said these words, it was as if some taboo had been touched, and the spiritual energy in his body surged uneasily.

Blackbird watched Xiu Jin's face change slightly, turning a little pale, and sighed heavily.

Sin ah.

There is a price to pay for abandoning your own way.

Rong Mo was completely unaware of Xiu Jin's strangeness. He looked at Na Jie lying in his hand and frowned in confusion.

"Hasn't the apprenticeship ceremony been given already?"

Xiu Jin scrubbed Rong Mo carefully and said it gently, "some people's meeting gift"

Blackbird couldn't help but pity those guys who were bleeding profusely. He couldn't remember their names even if they lost their treasures.

It seriously suspected that Xiu Jin went there on purpose to coax his wife with other people's treasures.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, I really can’t see it.

Rong Mo was curious about the things inside and fiddled with them in his hands.

Xiu Jin paid attention to the little baby's expression and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The little guy is really hard to coax.

After that day, Rong Mo and Xiu Jin ceased fighting, and a long period of time passed without any other progress.

Several months have passed since the day he arrived at Juyun Peak, and Rong Mo has never appeared in front of anyone.

There are endless rumors about him, and they gradually become mysterious.

He heard all this from Bai Tuanzi.

Rong Mo occasionally used spiritual talismans to contact Duan Nanshi and secretly asked Wu Xu to send some pills to Duan Nanshi.

Bai Tuanzi can't deal with this kind of behavior.

The Tianxuan Sect's sect competition is held every four years. After the sect competition comes the apprenticeship ceremony. It was an awkward time for Duan Nanshi to enter Tianxuan Sect. He had to wait for three years before he could become an inner disciple or a direct disciple.

Now he is just a small outer disciple, the world line is in a period of peace, and there are no important plot points.

Rong Mo took advantage of this period of time to heal his injuries and could break through the seal and restore his demonic body at any time.

But Rong Mo didn't do that. He wanted to grow up naturally beside Xiu Jin like a child.

In fact, it was to hook up with Xiu Jin.

Rong Mo planned a series of strategy plans for Xiu Jin, which was the most comprehensive in any world.

The little baby stood outside the window, secretly looking at the figure stretched by the candlelight, showing a determined smile.

Three years passed in a flash.

Peak courtyard

Rong Mo got dressed early in the morning and tied up her hair. She stood in front of the mirror and tied herself into a high ponytail, tied a ribbon, put on a silver hairpin, and played with the bangs on her forehead.

The baby fat on his face has faded away, and he no longer has the cute bun face, but his face still looks a little childish.

From a little baby to a bright young man.

His peach blossom eyes also took shape, and his smiling face looked more and more like his original appearance.

Reaching out to pick up the wine jar on the table, Rong Mo opened the door and went straight to the waterside pavilion in the backyard.

From afar, I saw a plain white figure melting into the mountains and rivers.

Rong Mo slowed down and looked at Xiu Jin, dressed in a white robe and looking graceful in the world. He held the chess book in one hand and the chess piece in the other. His gestures were not like the scenery that should be seen in the human world.

He waited aside for a while, Xiu Jin was immersed in the endgame and didn't notice him.

The stone chamber was repaired, calligraphy was practiced in the building, chess was played in the pavilion, three points and one line, and the repairs were repeated over the past three years.

Sometimes he wondered if he was keeping an empty shell. In fact, Xiu Jin's soul had ascended and was no longer here.

Rong Mo held the wine jar tightly and walked over, placing it on the stone table. He successfully interrupted Xiu Jin's movements and raised his eyes to look at him.

He sat in front of Xiu Jin and smiled, "Master, the wine I brewed will be unsealed today. Can you give it a try?"

Xiu Jin's eyes fell on the rare white porcelain he found from the shop, and his thin lips slightly curved, "Chilu fruit is not used like this."

Neither is his white porcelain...

Rong Mo curled his lips and almost blurted out the word "old antique". He raised his hand and tore open the wine seal, "It doesn't matter how he uses it, it just tastes good, right?"

After speaking, he took a deep breath.

"Cool!"

Xiu Jin looked at the carefree young man, shook his head and laughed, then picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

The wine has a mellow aroma, sweet but not greasy, and the sweetness has subsided and is slightly sour. It is indeed different from ordinary wine.

He just took a few sips and then put his mind on the chessboard again, but this time, the pieces didn't fall for a long time.

He could always smell the sweet aroma of wine and the faint floral fragrance of the boy.

Xiu Jin frowned and finally put the chess pieces back into the box.

He raised his eyes to persuade Rong Mo not to be greedy for too much, but he met the young man's sparkling peach blossom eyes.

Seeing Xiu Jin looking over, Rong Mo's cheeks turned red and he laughed silly, "Master~"

"..." Xiu Jin frowned and stood up, snatched the wine jar from Rong Mo, and held the person in his arms, "I'll take you back to your room."

"Don't...", Rong Mo murmured, his eyes always on Xiu Jin.

He was still much shorter than Xiu Jin, so he could only hug Xiu Jin's waist.

Xiu Jin froze in place, lowering her head and rubbing her little face against his chest lovingly.

"Master, is the chess record as good as mine?"

"No"

Chess is a dead thing, how can it be compared with Rongmo?

The young man showed a satisfied smile, and the hand around his waist continued to tighten, and his voice was soft and pleasant, "I know better than chess games, master, why don't you come and see me..."

"you're drunk"

"Not drunk..." Rong Mo raised his little face, his eyes floating, and his eyes were as bright as crystal.

Xiu Jin's heart skipped a beat. From the moment Rong Mo came out to become a young man, he didn't dare to look any further. Every time he saw someone, something strange would always arise in his heart.

He looked away and pursed his thin lips nervously.

The young man clung to him restlessly, stretching out his little hand to touch his face. Xiu Jin looked panicked for a moment, and dodged the outstretched hand. A dissatisfied groan came from her ears, "Master...do I disgust you?"

"How could I hate you?"

Rong Mo clutched Xiu Jin's robe tightly, looking at Xiu Jin's evasive gaze, he mouthed, "Why are you avoiding me if you don't hate me?"

“Nothing”

"Lie", Rong Mo plunged into Xiu Jin's arms, "I want to go to the lotus pond to appreciate the lotus."

"You need to go back and rest." What reward can you get if you are so drunk?

"Go!" Rong Mo started drinking like crazy and refused to give up. He held Xiu Jin's arm and shook it, "Take me there, woo woo, woo."

"Okay, okay, let's go"

Xiu Jin couldn't bear Rong Mo's tears, so she bent down and wiped the tears from her face, stretched out her hand to hold him in her arms, and skillfully protected Rong Mo's back with her hands.

When he came to the lotus pond, Rong Mo jumped off him and sat down beside the stone platform in a daze.

Worried that Rong Mo would fall into the water, he quickly followed her.

Xiu Jin raised her hand and touched her hot face, and coaxed in a low voice: "Can we go back after a while?"

It had been a long time since he had coaxed Rong Mo. The young man was well-behaved and quiet beside him, but the way he looked at him made him a little overwhelmed.

The young man hugged his knees and tilted his head to look at him, his wet eyes reflected his shadow. The lotus flower was not as beautiful as the young man, Xiu Jin was dazed for a moment.

He sat on the ground in Rong Mo's sight and reached out to gather Rong Mo's clothes.

The stern face looked ethereal under the influence of alcohol and seemed to disappear at any time.

A bit of bitterness welled up in Rong Mo's heart, and she pursed her lips to feel better. She stopped looking at Xiu Jin and turned to look at the lotus in the pond absently.

Staring until his eyes were a little sore, he blinked and leaned his head on Xiu Jin's shoulder. Feeling uncomfortable again, he moved and lay on Xiu Jin's lap.

Xiu Jin's body tensed up and her breathing became shallow, for fear of disturbing Rong Mo.

The young man huddled up, showing a pitiful expression, like an abandoned cub, feeling uneasy and whispering his name in his sleep.

He raised his hand to smooth Rongmo's wrinkled eyebrows, and his fingertips unconsciously traced the young man's eyebrows. His silent eyes were no longer as clear and bright as before.

If you cultivate your mind every day, your mind will eventually become chaotic.

...............

Rong Mo was woken up by Bai Tuanzi. His head was swelling with pain. He struggled to open his eyes and saw the familiar pear-shaped ceiling.

"Damn...fruit wine can also be intoxicating." Rong Mo's voice sounded like he had just woken up from sleep, and his eyes were a little dazed.

"How did I get back?"

"How else could I have come back? Xiu Jin carried you back." Bai Tuanzi had a little spiritual pet hanging on his tail.

It was the pet egg that Xiu Jin gave him three years ago. It had been incubated by Bai Tuanzi. It broke out of the egg two years ago, and hatched out a white pony with a fiery red mane.

Rong Mo stretched out his hand, and the little pony's red eyes lit up, and he immediately let go of Bai Tuanzi's tail and pounced towards Rong Mo.

"Jiujiu~"

"Pfft", Rong Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud. The things around him were really strange, the white dumpling duck quacked, Xuebao drank milk but not meat, and the foal imitated the croaking of birds.

He held the foal in his hands and rubbed his cheek, "Jiujiu, have you missed me?"

"Tweet!"

The foal nodded, hooves raised in excitement.

Bai Tuanzi's jealousy skyrocketed and he snorted coldly. He was the first beast around his host. Why didn't he touch the turtle? Woohoo.

Don’t even think about other beasts that it doesn’t have!Bai Tuanzi tugged on Rong Mo's sleeves and shouted loudly: "Stop playing around. Aren't you going to meet Duan Nanshi in the sect competition in three days?!"

Yes, I almost forgot about the real thing.

It's time to go out and see the world.

Rong Mo opened the quilt and noticed the clothes on his body, and was stunned for a moment.

"Xiu Jin changed my clothes?"

"Yeah, you smell like drunk. Who else can serve you besides him?"