Rebirth and wait for death

atmosphere: "Ah Ning, even though you refuse to accept me, I still don't want you to have an accident. Before you can protect yourself, let me stay by your side to protect you, okay? When you have the ability to protect yourself, come At that time, no matter who you like, I have no complaints, I will immediately disappear in front of you and never appear again."

His eyes were too sad, even full of despair, Chu Ning was very uncomfortable to be seen, and always remembered the appearance of Mo Fan in his previous life when he died.

At that time, he was imprisoned by Mo Fan with spells, unable to move all over his body, and Mo Fan looked at him with such sad and desperate eyes. Gradually, his eyes lost their vitality, and he died in front of him.

After closing his eyes, Chuning suddenly felt a little sore in his eyes.

Watching Mo Fan die at that time, he cried uncontrollably, and later he lost his memory about Mo Fan, but every evening, the moment Mo Fan died, he would feel very sour and uncomfortable in his heart, and the tears would also Flow out uncontrollably.

It was precisely to find out why he was like this that he left government affairs and went to meet the old national teacher. Who knows, he would never go back after this trip.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on that familiar yet unfamiliar bed.

Therefore, facing Mo Fan like this, Chuning really couldn't say no to him, so he could only silently nod his head.

"I promise you." He lowered his eyes and said, not daring to look at Mo Fan, "But when I have the power to protect myself, I will leave. For a while, you can't be too intimate with me."

"Okay, I promise you." Mo Fan's voice was very calm, no emotion could be heard.

looking for trouble

Faced with Mo Fan's calmness, Chuning felt a little guilty. Looking at Mo Fan's calm face, he wanted to say something to persuade him.

However, after trying several times, he couldn't say anything.

What can he say?What Mo Fan wanted, he couldn't afford.He didn't want to wrong himself to be with Mo Fan like in his previous life, and he didn't want to squander Mo Fan's feelings like in his previous life.

In fact, he deserves better.

Chu Ning said these words in his heart, lowered his head, but felt very sour in his heart.

The right hand is holding the chopsticks tightly, and the left hand is hidden in the sleeve and clenched tightly.

Delicate breakfast and delicious snacks were placed on the table. Although he was still hungry, Chuning suddenly lost his appetite.

"Eat more when you're hungry," Mo Fan's gentle voice rang in his ears, and at the same time he picked up chopsticks and side dishes and put them in his bowl, "This tastes good, eat more."

The dish was indeed delicious. Although it used ingredients that Chuning had never seen before, it tasted very good. Chuning picked up several chopsticks.

Silently looking at the dishes in the bowl, Chuning understood that Mo Fan picked up a few more chopsticks for him on purpose, just like in his previous life.

Opening his mouth, Chu Ning really wanted to say that you don't treat me so well in the future, but in his heart, Chuning was very happy that when everyone abandoned him, there was at least one person who cared about him meticulously.

Such concern makes him nostalgic.

There are not many people in this world who are sincere to him, Xiaowanzi is one, and Mo Fan is also one. Besides, Chuning can't think of anyone else who would treat him as well as Mo Fan.

When he just woke up, he once asked Mo Fan what happened to Xiaowanzi, and the answer he got was that Xiaowanzi was also brought out, but Mo Fan didn't want him to get involved in right and wrong again, so he gave him a sum of money , let him earn a living.

Chu Ning knew that Mo Fan didn't want to bring Xiao Wanzi this burden, but in his heart, he didn't want Xiao Wanzi to continue to be burdened with him, and thought that it might be good for Xiao Wanzi to live an ordinary life.

So later, Chuning didn't mention Xiaowanzi again.

Now that I think about it again, I feel it.

Glancing secretly at Mo Fan, Chuning clenched his left hand tightly, thinking selfishly, well, in that case, it's better to talk about it later, when he can protect himself.

Thinking of this, Chuning also had an appetite again, and together with Mo Fan, it didn't take long to finish the food on the table.

At the beginning, both of them were very gentle, but then somehow they robbed each other.

After finishing breakfast, Chuning looked at the mess on the table, feeling a little shy.As a prince, etiquette is very important. When in the palace, every move must be in accordance with etiquette.

This was the first time Chuning lost his composure in so many years, but he was not in a bad mood, so he was really happy.Although these things were considered too rough compared to those in the palace, Chuning found them extremely delicious.

Well, even the top chef in the palace can't cook such a delicious taste.

It's just...it seems to eat a lot.

Stealing a glance at Mo Fan, seeing that his attention was not on her side, Chuning stretched out his finger and secretly poked his bulging stomach.

It seems... I really ate too much.

Mo Fan intentionally looked to the other side, but actually kept secretly paying attention to Chuning's actions. Looking at his cute actions, Mo Fan almost burst out laughing, but he remembered Chuning's temper, so he didn't really laugh, otherwise Chuning should have laughed. I became angry from embarrassment.

After having a delicious breakfast, they made an agreement. Both of them were in a good mood, but when they walked out of the restaurant, there were already many people gathered outside.

Dozens of thugs stood respectfully on both sides of a sedan chair, and beside the sedan chair stood a middle-aged Confucian scholar in a silk shirt.

This Confucianist was well-grown, but he had a haughty look on his face, which made people not like him when he saw it.

And this person looked at Chuning and Mo Fan's probing eyes, which made them very unhappy.

Looking at the thugs beside the sedan chair, Chuning frowned and his face became very ugly.

He recognized it, the clothes of these people were the same as those who blocked him before!

So, these people are in the same group as those just now?

Subconsciously looked at Mo Fan, but saw Mo Fan raised the corner of his mouth, his expression suddenly became very dangerous, Chuning was intimidated by his aura, his heart trembled, and subconsciously wanted to back away, but Mo Fan held his hand .

Feeling Mo Fan's warm but strong palm, Chuning's heart also calmed down, and his fear towards him gradually disappeared.

Mo Fan was very satisfied with this, so he smiled at Chuning, bent his head and whispered in his ear, "It's okay", and then looked at the thugs and middle-aged scholars, but Mo Fan's face was downcast, his eyes It also became icy cold, and the whole body was full of dangerous aura.

Chu Ning was not afraid. Looking at Mo Fan's changes, he knew that someone was going to be in trouble.

In fact, he was also very angry about what happened just now. If he was still the prince, he would have to use his status as the prince to send someone to find out the culprits and torture them to death one by one.

Because he is no longer a prince and has no honorable status, Chuning originally didn't want to pursue it further with the attitude that more things are worse than less things.

Who knew that he didn't want to pursue it, but others didn't want to just let him go!

Looking at Mo Fan beside him, Chuning smiled coldly. Since these people are looking for death, he doesn't mind sending them on their way!

Mo Fan didn't want to talk to these people, and was about to make a move, but who knew that the car curtain moved, and the people inside came out.

What came out was a man in his fifties with a big belly and a fleshy face.

The man stepped out of the sedan chair, sized up Chuning and Mo Fan with mung bean-sized eyes, and interest suddenly flashed in his originally cloudy eyes.

Chuning hated the way this man looked at him, frowned, pulled out his right hand held by Mo Fan, grabbed the hilt, and wanted to draw the sword.

Mo Fan held down his sword-drawn hand.

"Let me come, just watch."

Chuning frowned, a little unwilling.

"I don't want these people to get your hands dirty." Mo Fan's voice was very gentle, but he was undeniably forceful. He said, and pushed back the hilt of the sword with his hand.

Seeing Mo Fan's stubbornness, Chuning had no choice but to twitch his lips, step back, stand aside with his sword in his arms, and urged, "Then hurry up and clean your hands, so you don't get blood everywhere."

Mo Fan couldn't hold back his smile anymore: "Jun Bao is satisfied."

The next moment, he turned around and looked at the person opposite, his whole person's demeanor changed, if it was said that he just made people feel dangerous before, now his whole person gave people the feeling of hell Shura.

The people on the opposite side had also seen blood and dead people, and even tortured many people to death. Seeing Mo Fan's appearance now, they felt a strong fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Quick, kill him quickly!" the man with a big belly said, his expression panicked. He thought that Mo Fan was extraordinary, and wanted to tie him back and torture him slowly, but now he only wished that his subordinates could kill him.

Is this still human?This is not human at all!

Freak

Chu Ning held the sword in his arms and stared at Mo Fan without blinking. He saw his figure flickering and turned into afterimages, but those guards who looked tall and mighty were completely vulnerable.

There was a bloodthirsty sneer on Mo Fan's face, his eyes were icy cold, the eyes he looked at Master Zhou and the others were looking at ants, and he didn't pay attention to these people at all.

These guards were all carrying sabers, and they all drew their sabers at the same time as Master Zhou gave the order, but before the sabers were cleared, Mo Fan's men had already arrived in front of them.

Surprised by Mo Fan's speed, panic flashed across the faces of these guards. The knives in their hands seemed to be stuck in the sheath, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull them out.

Mo Fan smiled mockingly, his left hand was behind his back, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and only one index finger was extended.

The guards didn't understand what Mo Fan wanted to do, but they saw Mo Fan's fingers strike towards his heart like lightning.

He wanted to hide, but his legs seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he couldn't move at all. He could only watch helplessly as Mo Fan's slender index finger touched his heart. is suffering severe pain.

One after another, Mo Fan's figure flashed