How to Become a White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

The breeze blew, and Bai Tan regained consciousness for a little bit. He poured himself a drink, and suddenly became very excited about poetry. He stood up, raised his wrist, and signaled to Chang'e in the Moon Palace from a distance, "Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and we will form three people..."

After finishing speaking, he was so bold as to gulp down his drink, but his figure was even more shaky, staggering to support the stone table, and fell limply on it. Because of the wide sleeves of his robe, a jade pendant fell out accidentally, and it was about to fall. shattered on the granite floor.

A slender, powerful hand with well-defined joints stretched out unexpectedly, and it happened to catch the jade pendant in the palm.

Jiang Rong looked down and saw that the jade pendant was shiny and transparent, with warm tentacles, and the patterns and styles were very familiar. It was clearly given to the other party ten years ago by him, but he didn't want to be treasured until now, so he couldn't help showing a little dazed expression on his face. Feelings.

At the same time, the boy who was supposed to be in a deep sleep had already opened his eyes, his black pupils were burning, and he was staring at Jiang Jing without blinking. Very sweet and drunk, really very beautiful.

Jiang Rong quickly took a step back as if being burned by flames, facing Bai Tan sideways, exposing the right half of his face with high eyebrows, handsome features, deep eyes, smooth and sharp lines, and his thin lips tightly pressed against each other. Together, showing a frightening chill.

Just a profile face makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Bai Tan sincerely admired: "The landlord has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix, and the appearance of the sun and the moon. If he hides in the dark all day long, he will really let him down."

"The appearance of the dragon and the phoenix, the surface of the sun and the moon?" Jiang Rong repeated with a sarcasm in a stern tone. Before he was 15 years old, these eight words were well-deserved for him.

As for Jiang Rong after the age of 15, he is just a walking dead.Every time I dream back at midnight, I can't help but recall that my hands are bloody and dirty, which is really disgusting.

As time goes by, I don't even want to see my own shadow.

Ever since he met Jiang Rong in Yanzilou, Bai Tan has become more and more aware of the other party's retreat, and he is a little confused, so he just really doesn't want to deal with him anymore. Tonight's behavior is also intentional to force him. It's an alliance of life and death. You can't always let yourself be blindfolded with black ribbons in the future, can you?

Furthermore, their plan is to seek to usurp the throne, Jiang Rong is destined to be the emperor, no matter what, he must show up in front of the people, so as to unite the hearts of the people and win the support of the people.

Indecisiveness is by no means a trait that an emperor should have.

The hands hanging under the stone table were clenched quietly, and the round and neat nails dug into the flesh fiercely. Bai Tan knew that Jiang Rong had a knot in his heart, and he had been trying to help him untie it, but he couldn't figure it out. After all, it is necessary to prescribe the right medicine.

Therefore, even though he knew in his heart that doing so might touch the reverse scale of the other party, Bai Tan still didn't show any flinching emotion.

Just kidding, he bet all his wealth and life on Jiang Rong, no matter what kind of psychological shadow the other party has, this doctor Bai Tan is definitely a cameo!

Thinking of this, Bai Tan couldn't help but raised his head and smiled: "Has no one ever praised the landlord's appearance as far superior to others?"

The boy's eyes were as clear as water, cleansing people's hearts. Jiang Rong only felt that he had nothing to hide under the gaze of the other party.

Fortunately, Bai Tan saw the opportunity quickly and pulled Jiang Rong's sleeve nimbly, "What is this? Since I invited you to watch the moon, the landlord appeared here, presumably he has already promised, and I didn't ask you for a souvenir. Forget it, the landlord actually wants to leave without saying goodbye? He will be punished with three glasses of wine!"

Jiang Rong was silent, his figure was almost condensed into a statue under the moonlit night, after a long time, he finally stopped avoiding, turned around completely, and the mace mask covering the left face was completely exposed to Bai Tan's sight.

The shape of the mask was strange, the color was dark, and the carved patterns were flourishing and weird. It was vaguely made of bronze that had not seen the sun for a long time.

A thick air of darkness rushed towards his face, as if an invisible palm had grabbed his throat severely, Bai Tan was suffocating his breath.

Jiang Rong was like a demon who had just crawled out of the depths of hell, with a gloomy aura that could not be ignored, like a poisonous vine, almost wanting to choose someone to eat.

Bai Tan complained: Is this the so-called domineering spirit?

Jiang Rong was imposing, approaching step by step, the bright moonlight sprinkled from the gaps in the mottled leaves, hit the weird fang mask, twisted into a terrifying shape.

The man stopped in front of Bai Tan, his voice was weird and hoarse, like a night owl weeping, "Look at this face, look carefully, and tell me, is it disgusting?"

The bronze mask almost completely covered his left cheek, but because of his height, Bai Tan could clearly see the opponent's lower jaw, and the hideous and messy scars extended from the edge of the mask, thin and dense, criss-crossing, like a white peony. root system.

What a face it was, half as handsome as a god and half as ugly as a devil.

To be honest, the strong sense of oppression on Jiang Rong made Bai Tan very uncomfortable, as if he didn't dare to take a breath, and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he knew that at this moment, he couldn't.

Therefore, Bai Tan not only stood there without moving, even the smiling and kind expression on his face did not change at all, he asked instead: "Why do you feel sick? A little bit of flaw?"

In other words, buddy, you don't rely on your face for food, and the throne under Jiang Hongduan is still waiting for you to pry it. How can you be cowardly at this time?

Jiang Rong stared deeply at the young man in front of him.

Bai Tan said again: "The landlord has heard such a passage before, the heaven will send a great mission to the people, you must first pain your heart and mind, exhaust your muscles and bones, and starve your body..."

The young man's tone is gentle and his voice is clear and clear. These words are eloquent, and each word penetrates into the deepest part of Jiang Rong's heart. The cold blood gradually warms up, making people feel the long-lost kindness and trust.

For Jiang Rong, white sandalwood is undoubtedly special.

When they met by chance when they were young, Bai Tan rescued Jiang Rong, who was down and down like a bereaved dog at that time, and became his savior.

At that time, Jiang Rong was high-spirited and full of ambition, he hadn't tasted the cold dew of human feelings, the world was cold, he hadn't struggled on the edge of life and death many times, his hands were not stained with blood, and he regarded human life as worthless...

Even though he suddenly learned that his whole family was buried in the fire, he still stubbornly retained his last hope for the world, risking his life, and released Bai Tan who accidentally found him.

For the next ten years, despite the wind and rain, licking blood on the edge of a knife, wandering in front of the gate of hell time and time again, obliterating the good nature little by little...

That heroic and upright Jiang Rong had long since died in countless times of betrayal and ambushes.

It can be said that Bai Tan witnessed Jiang Rong's last kindness.

Just like a watershed, the Jiang Rong ten years ago is very different from the Jiang Rong ten years later.

Therefore, Jiang Rong could use anyone without hesitation, but after recognizing Bai Tan, he never dared to reveal his true colors.

It's ridiculous that he has many crimes and acts recklessly, but he is actually afraid.

Bai Tan sighed lowly: "A man was born in troubled times, he should take the world as his own responsibility, and carry a three-foot sword to achieve invincible merit. What does it matter if he is beautiful or ugly?"

The young man's words were like a sharp scimitar, cutting straight through the haze hidden in Jiang Rong's heart, like enlightenment.

He was already in the abyss, so he naturally yearned for the light even more. Bai Tan's words were equivalent to salvation for Jiang Rong.

Jiang Rong suddenly felt that he seemed to have picked up the most precious treasure in the world, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. He strode forward and hugged Bai Tan into his arms. , half a smile but not a smile, it made people shudder, "I remember what you said, but I hope you can also remember every word in your heart, don't, don't forget..."

Otherwise, how can I deal with the beast in my heart?

The other party's breath sprayed on his ear and neck, and Bai Tan shrank his neck quite uncomfortably. No matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never been so close to anyone except being held in his arms by Ruan Bai when he was a baby. Although I felt something was wrong, I never thought about it.

Bai Tan will probably never know, but at this very moment he was marked with a personal mark by the devil, destined to be entangled endlessly for life after life.