Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

The Valley of the Dead is full of bones, and when Fu Qing entered, he had to step on a few of them.

The overwhelming coercion crushed his spiritual consciousness, and countless invisible hands spread their teeth and claws beside him, like a pot of vicious and sticky ink, splashing all over his body.

Qingyan was annoyed by the stickiness, the blade trembled slightly, and let out a clear sword cry.

The remnant soul who was vicious just now, obediently like a weak dwarf rabbit, obediently gave way to Fu Qing.

The sword pendant shook lightly, and was soon held back by a slender white hand.When the target he was looking for appeared at the edge of his field of vision, joy flashed across the eyes of the owner of the hand, and soon he lowered his eyes slightly.

On a small mountain, there are scattered bones, only a small piece of stone wall is as clean as new.Mo Zilan was lying there, his exposed neck and limbs were covered with shockingly large wounds, some of which were stained with sticky black blood.

The child's face was pale, and there was only a hint of anger. Fu Qing even wondered if his approach would scare his soul out of his body.But fortunately, although the breath is weak, it is still there.Fu Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Qing squatted down beside Mo Zilan and performed a healing technique.

The spiritual power fluctuated, and Mo Zilan frowned slightly, as if he was reliving the painful memories when he was injured.

Even the eyelashes were struggling, and after a breath of struggle, Mo Zilan slowly opened his eyes.

At that moment, the madness in his eyes plunged into Fu Qing's heart like a bucket of ice.

But soon, Mo Zilan's eyes were replaced by blankness.He murmured: "Don't waste your spiritual power."

Fu Qing's knuckles stiffened.In an instant, the absurd idea that Mo Zilan was born was born.

Mo Zilan's growing vitality reassured him.

Mo Zilan blinked his eyes, and smiled lightly: "I'm fine, I just fell asleep. These wounds are skin wounds, they look ugly, but they're almost healed."

At this moment, Fu Qing's hanging heart had dropped, and a little nameless anger was born again.When he glanced at Mo Zilan, he paused slightly.

Since he was reborn, this was the first time he saw Mo Zilan's face clearly.

Her complexion was pale, her lips were bright red, and her eyes were dark with a moist gleam.The black clothes and red stripes on his body are the color scheme that Mo Zilan has always liked.He looked only on the thin side, but when he hugged him before, Fu Qing almost thought he was hugging a few dry sticks that were on fire.

When he got along with Mo Zilan in the previous life, the child had already grown up and was raised well. Fu Qing was extremely satisfied with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was able to be strict with him without any burden.

In comparison, Fu Qing really felt that Mo Zilan in front of him was just a child.It is so fragile that it can be crushed with a slight pinch.

But he still raised his airs and asked, "Why are you sleeping here? If I don't come, you will die here?"

Mo Zilan seemed to have been made bold by him before, not only did he not show any shame, but he smiled faintly.

He said: "Because only in the dream, you will always be with me. As long as I close my eyes, I will dream that you are gone."

"..." Fu Qing didn't quite understand, dreaming that he was gone, how could Mo Zilan be so happy.

"In the dream, there was the back of the immortal, but when I opened my eyes, I couldn't even get the back."

Mo Zilan turned his head slightly, and asked Fu Qing with a smile: "Can you tell me that I am not in a dream right now?"

Mo Zilan's eyes wandered and he didn't dare to look at Fu Qing.Even seeing a little disgust on Fu Qing's face would break his mind.

He endured it for a long time.He is going crazy.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would dream of Fu Qing dying in his arms in his previous life.Before he could do anything, Fu Qing would suddenly push him away again, scolding him for deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors, and being treasonous.

The hatred in Fu Qing's eyes in the dream brought Mo Zilan close to collapse.

But once he woke up and found that Fu Qing was not by his side, his world really fell into endless darkness.

So Mo Zilan preferred to fall asleep rather than wake up.It would be better if five years had passed, and it would be better if Fu Qing still remembered him, so that Master would come back to find him.

In the previous life, Xie Chi also threw him into the Valley of the Dead, but not so early, and Mo Zilan later sneaked out by himself.But in this life, Mo Zilan is more pleasing to the eye looking at these poor dead people in the valley of the dead than watching Wanxiang sect disgusting himself outside.

Fu Qing didn't say a word for a long time.

Mo Zilan could almost hear his own heartbeat.He began to wonder whether the master was going to say "disgusting" to him in the next moment, or simply left him and walked away.

Finally, there was a sigh.Subtle, elongated, like a tremor from the soul.

Fu Qing said calmly: "How did you enter the Valley of the Wicked?"

Mo Zilan pursed his lips: "If you want to come in, just come in."

Mo Zilan's attitude was far from the cautious attitude towards him before.Half a month may be able to change a lot of people, but for the stubborn Mo Zilan, it may not be effective.

Fu Qing then conjectured: "You think I'm a sweet dream?"

Mo Zilan was silent.

But soon, he looked at Fu Qing and smiled more cheerfully: "Yes, otherwise, why would you appear in such a dirty place?"

Fu Qing really has nothing to do with him.When he should be staying, he is too shrewd, but when he should be smart, he is as stupid as a three-year-old child.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Mo Zilan's hand.

Fu Qing's hand has always been extremely steady.The slightly cool body temperature was ironed into Mo Zilan's heart through the touching palms.

He was slightly taken aback, and then heard Fu Qing say: "You are not dreaming. There should be no feeling in a dream. If you still don't believe it, just try."

The original comfortable touch has become a hot potato.Give Mo Zilan another [-] courage, but he didn't dare to try again, he retracted his hand as if getting an electric shock.

"I offended the Immortal Venerable...how could the Immortal Venerable be here?"

Mo Zilan's reaction made Fu Qing feel a little funny, but his tone became more serious, he withdrew his hand from holding Mo Zilan and said, "I am asking you."

The cool temperature disappeared, Mo Zilan suppressed the trace of regret in his heart, and explained to Fu Qing truthfully.

He made Xie Chi think that he was just an insignificant child, and even had no talent for cultivation because he was infected by demon energy, and intentionally or unintentionally revealed to him that Fu Qing didn't care about his own life... After that, he threw it away neatly Into the valley of the dead.

Mo Zilan kept it a secret, he didn't dare to say that he wanted to enter the Valley of the Dead, so he said that on purpose.He didn't dare to say that he thought Fu Qing would not come back in a short time, so he did something to Xie Chi.

Because as he was talking, he had already sensed Fu Qing's anger, and he didn't dare to touch this man again.

It is a great contempt to treat the person whom one confesses to come in this way.Xie Chi probably thought that Fu Qing would never find out about this, so he acted recklessly.

Fu Qing calmed down a little, and felt something was wrong.If he really didn't care about Fu Qing's confession, he would just let Mo Zilan be freed, why bother throwing him in the Valley of the Dead?

Fu Qing searched around with his spiritual sense, except for the remnants of those who had threatened one party shivering in fright, but found nothing special.

There should be something hidden about this matter, but it should be discussed in the long term.

Fu Qing: "I'll take you out, don't talk too much when I see Sect Master Xie later."

Mo Zilan was very guilty now, he obediently responded, and followed Fu Qing out of the Valley of the Dead.

Fu Qing heard that Mo Zilan's breathing was a little unsteady, and thought that his injury had recurred, so he looked down.

But I saw the child with crooked eyebrows, quietly sweetening alone, like a child stealing a very delicious candy.

"So happy?"

"Because I saw a living immortal." Mo Zilan tried his best to suppress his smile, but he couldn't get rid of the joy in his eyes.

This sounds a little creepy.Fu Qing said calmly: "I'm just here to send Dingfeng off."

It means, if I give you the whip, I still have to go.

Mo Zilan was immediately discouraged, his eyes cast a gloomy shadow.

It's a bit interesting to change your face.Because the object was Mo Zilan, Fu Qing felt less guilty about teasing the child, and it was more funny.

So there was a little warmth in his eyes, and the lines on his face were much softer.

Like a winter pond reflecting the warm sun.

He stared blankly at Mo Zilan who was sneaking a peek.

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Seeing Fu Qing appearing with Mo Zilan covered in bruises, Xie Chi already understood.

There was a little surprise on his face: "The child was seriously injured when he came, so I handed him over to the doctor in the sect. Now it seems that he hasn't healed yet?"

This word is also a temptation.See how much status this child has in Fu Qing's heart.If he kept asking, it was considered important; if he didn't ask, it didn't matter much.

Fu Qing's reaction was very flat: "That's true. The medical trainee has neglected his duties, so I have to ask my master to pay more attention."

Then the topic changed: "I'm here this time because of something else. Please wait a moment, uncle."

Fu Qing pinched a Jue, and all parts of Xie Chi's body suddenly shimmered.Only two distinct dark spots appeared on the left arm.

Xie Chi subconsciously wanted to hide, but after an instant of weighing, he still stood where he was, letting Fu Qing's spiritual power wander through his body with a frank appearance.

But Fu Qing sighed, and said softly: "It really is so."

When he left before, he felt that there was something abnormal about Xie Chi's body, and he knew it as soon as he checked.

Then, a cold light flashed.

Fu Qing pulled out a soft whip from the storage ring, and hit Xie Chi without stopping.

It was so fast that it was almost impossible to see the phantom, only the whistling of the wind whistling in the ears.

The pain of the soul being torn apart spread from the left arm to the brain, and then to the heart.

When he came back to his senses, he had lost feeling in his left arm.

Fu Qing cut off his left arm.Not sex, but soul.

Fu Qing's tone remained unchanged: "The devil's poison has entered the body, and there is no way to control it with this method. The monster is cunning, so be careful when you remove the devil."

His whip cut off the soul of Xie Chi's left arm, and completely trapped the poison in that part.

But the soul is weak and sensitive, and it is difficult to recover. If this blow cut off his left arm, Xie Chi might feel better.

His face was pale, but he still had a pale smile, thanking Fu Qing.

"I'll go back and ask Sect Master Qin for some pills to nourish my uncle's soul. Before that, I have to find a doctor to take care of him and remove the poison."

Xie Chi nodded with a pale face, but Fu Qing seemed to say unintentionally: "Don't look for the previous one."

Whether it was unintentional kindness or intentional irony, Xie Chi couldn't tell for a while, so he could only smash his teeth and swallow his blood, and forced himself to thank Fu Qing.

Fu Qing glanced at him, bid farewell politely, and led Mo Zilan away, without taking the initiative to mention Mo Zilan's affairs during the whole process.It seemed that he just felt that Mo Zilan was too unimportant, so he didn't stop him from following.

When Mo Zilan left, he glanced at the pale Xie Chi sarcastically.Although this matter has nothing to do with him, seeing that hypocrite Xie Chi was in doubt and forced to pretend to thank him, Mo Zilan was not without relief.

It's just that he hid his comfort well, lest the master see his embarrassment.

Speechless all the way.

After leaving the boundary of the main peak of the Eastern Vientiane Sect, Fu Qing suddenly spoke.

The cold voice floated in the air and filled Mo Zilan's ears heavily.

"See how I use the whip?"

Before Mo Zilan could speak, Fu Qing said again: "If you want to use this pair of whips, you must first learn this move...to make it better than me."

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