The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Because he was preoccupied with things, it was rare for Rong Ling not to sleep until dawn when he was extremely tired, but instead woke up in a daze in the middle of the night.

Bai Zhen was still on her bed, next to Rong Ling, her breathing was slightly undulating, and she was sleeping soundly.

The room was pitch black. Although Rong Ling couldn't see clearly, she could still feel the cool breath of her breath enveloped the surroundings all the time.

Maybe... now is a good time, Rong Ling suddenly thought.

During the countless times of fierce intercourse with Bai Zhen, Rong Ling accumulated a lot of spiritual power from Feng Xihui.

Although these spiritual powers can't hurt Bai Zhen, maybe they can penetrate into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Just doing what he said, Rong Ling moved closer, his forehead touched Bai Zhen, trying to use the spiritual power in his body.

But she wasn't too sure, because even if Bai Zhen didn't have Feng Xihui's memory right now, she would still subconsciously resist being invaded by others, so she might not succeed.

In the previous life, when Rong Ling was forcibly invaded by Xie Qingwan into the Sea of ​​Consciousness,? Because of excessive repulsion,? The pain caused was hard for her to forget.

However, at the moment when the sea of ​​consciousness was pierced by spiritual power, Bai Zhen didn't react at all, but the hand around Rong Ling's waist tightened a little bit, and his chin rested on her shoulder, as if subconsciously pampering her movements .

This is an expression of complete trust in the intruder, more like a welcome.

Rong Ling paused, seeing that she hadn't woken up, so he continued.

She vaguely remembered that when Bai Zhen drove herself into the illusion, a Shangxian who was present sighed, "It turned out to be Baiyelian."

Lilies...

Following these three words, Rong Ling searched in Bai Zhen's or Feng Xihui's sea of ​​consciousness.

In the memory belonging to Feng Xihui, an old man's voice suddenly sounded: "Immortal Venerable likes this Baiyelian?"

Rong Ling's searching spiritual power stopped at this moment, and he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

Beside the Tianchi Lake surrounded by fairy mist, an old man with white beard stood side by side with Feng Xihui, looking at the lotus flowers in full bloom in the pool.

That lotus flower is as pure and flawless as snow, with overlapping petals, standing among the green duckweeds, it is not a vulgar thing at first glance.

"Tong Lao thought too much." Feng Xihui said, "I just think that this flower seems to be a little different."

At this time, she was completely different from the blind man Rong Ling picked up in the world. Although she had the same cold appearance, the awe-inspiring aura around her was as majestic as the sea. A bone-chilling chill.

The immortal known as Tong Lao did not dare to neglect: "I don't know something, this flower is called Bai Ye Lian, it is born in the water of the gods, and it bears a flower every hundred years, and it takes ten thousand years to give birth to a flower. Here comes a shining divine flower."

"Hmm..." Feng Xihui replied lightly, as if he was not very interested.

But she was willing to talk to her, and Tong Lao was overjoyed: "This flower has been cultivated in the divine water for a long time, and it has its own temperament. It is said that ordinary fairies can't even touch it, let alone pick it off."

Feng Xihui was noncommittal: "Grasses and trees have no intentions, so why ask for a beauty to break them."

"Hehe..." Tong Lao laughed twice, "Immortals have a high opinion, but you are a descendant of the Feng clan, and you have seen many rare treasures, so it is not enough for you, but I heard that this flower has the effect of reborn, and the living You can become a fairy if you serve it, and a saint can become a saint if you serve it..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xihui seemed to suddenly become interested: "Really? What if it's a demon?"

Tong Lao didn't understand why she suddenly asked this: "This... I have never heard of it..."

However, Feng Xihui didn't seem to need his answer, and had already raised his sleeves, easily picked off the lily lily that was said to be unattainable, and allocated some divine power to refine it on the spot.

Although Feng Xihui looks cold, it is actually of the blood of the Phoenix family, and it is the fire phoenix family that survived from ancient times. She is amazing with the magic fire. During the refining process, ten of the original petals faded away. Nine, only the ten petals in the center of the stamen are left.

The petals are arched, the fragrance is pleasant, and it turns into a lamp.

"This..." Tong Lao looked straight at him, "It turned out to be a lotus lamp."

The artifact refined from the lily lotus can weave a charming illusion and envelop anyone in it.

Seeing this, Rong Ling understood that it was this thing that had been suppressing him all this time.

It happened that she didn't have much spiritual power left, so she hurriedly withdrew from Bai Zhen's sea of ​​consciousness.

No wonder I experienced no more or less illusions in my previous life, exactly ten worlds, which turned out to be exactly the same as the number of petals.

It's a pity that she missed the opportunity in the first two worlds, and didn't even see the shadow of the lily lotus, but since it is a divine weapon, even if there are only eight petals left, the mana is extraordinary.

What Rong Ling has to do is to seize the opportunity and collect them all for his own use.

It's just that she doesn't know if the petals of the lotus lamp will appear, or when they will appear, unless... She is always by Bai Zhen's side, carefully observing her changes, and waiting for the opportunity to catch the trace of Bai Yelian.

Rong Ling's eyes darkened, and he fell into deep thought.

But Bai Zhen, who was holding her in his arms, didn't notice it at all. Instead, the tip of his nose gently rubbed against her neck, sleeping soundly.

Rong Ling's skin that had been rubbed couldn't help itching, she stretched out her hand and pushed, but instead of pushing him away, she was held even tighter.

Forget it, anyway, it was not too bad this time, coupled with the soreness in his waist that hadn't faded away, Rong Ling had to give up.

She yawned and suddenly felt a little sleepy too.

Anyway, this kind of thing can't be figured out for a while, so it's better to sleep for a while before talking about it.

Rong Ling had no choice but to settle for this position and close his eyes again.

In the second half of the night, Rong Ling had nothing to worry about, but slept soundly, until she felt a strange touch on her lips, and she had no choice but to wake up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, what she saw was that Bai Zhen was looking down at herself, and that touch came from her fingertips constantly groping her lips.

"Are you awake?" Seeing her staring at him in a daze, Bai Zhen, who was already in a good mood, became even happier, and lowered his head to kiss the corner of her lips, "Good morning..."

Rong Ling hurriedly stretched out his hand to push the person away: "Are you annoying..."

Bai Zhen has long been accustomed to this, so he grasped her wrist with ease, and said softly, "Why are you bothered?"

Bai Zhen wished she could stick with Rong Ling day and night, as if they should be like this.

Even though she was stared at by Rong Ling at this time, the red mark left by her crying last night still made the blood in her body boil a little bit.

After getting along for a long time, Rong Ling was very familiar with Bai Zhen's expression at this time, she hurriedly wanted to withdraw her hand and stay away.

But it was too late, Bai Zhen had already taken a step ahead of her, and the fiery kiss fell again.

This time, it was much more vicious than the previous casual good morning kiss.

Rong Ling was so breathless from the kiss, his eyes glistened with water, and he had to rest his hands on Bai Zhen's shoulders: "It can't be done, it really can't..."

Her waist is still so sore, if it continues like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to walk, and she won't be able to meet people.

Rong Ling had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Bai Zhen felt that Rong Ling this morning was unbelievably soft, like a fruit-flavored hard candy suddenly turned into a fragrant and sweet fudge, which makes people unable to put it down.

She wanted to see whether Rong Ling was just acting like a baby or lying, or if she really couldn't do it.

It's a pity that before Bai Zhen could move, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open: "Ling Ling, it's time to get up and have breakfast..."

Seeing the two people entangled on the bed, Chen Xiu's eager voice stopped abruptly.

Originally, Rong Ling didn't seem to be in a good mood when she came back yesterday, but Chen Xiu felt a little guilty about her, and went upstairs to urge her because she wanted to get closer to her, but she didn't expect to bump into this scene.

It's just that the undressed bodies of the two were just covered by the mattress, and in Chen Xiu's eyes, it became evidence that the two sisters were so deeply in love that they slept on the same bed.

In this regard, Chen Xiu was naturally happy to see the results.

She knew that Ling Ling was a child with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart. On the surface, he ignored Bai Zhen'ai, but in the end he still accepted it.

Chen Xiu was overjoyed: "It's okay, you two sisters have a good rest, and you can wake up after you have had enough sleep."

With that said, she exited the room as fast as she could cover her ears, and closed the door intimately.

Under the quilt, Rong Ling's whole body was stiff, and Bai Zhen's hands clenched into fists unconsciously, he gritted his teeth and looked at the perpetrator.

Even Bai Zhen didn't expect such a situation to happen suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, and then stroked Rong Ling's back lightly, as if coaxing a child: "It's okay, I'm gone, don't be afraid..."

Rong Ling didn't want to hear her half a word, so he got up from the bed and got out of Bai Zhen's control.

The moment his toes touched the carpet, Rong Ling staggered and almost fell to the ground because of his weak legs.

She couldn't hold back and scolded Bai Zhen again, then went to the closet to find the clothes she was going to wear today and changed, and finally left the bedroom without looking back.

For breakfast, Rong Ling put his head down and just ate the porridge. The most beaming person was Chen Xiu, who was so happy from ear to ear.

At the end, she also announced an important thing: "By the way, we just go back to our hometown to worship our ancestors in a few days. Xiao Zhen and Ling Ling will go back together. Besides, it is our hometown after all, and you two children should go back too." have a look."

"Okay..." Bai Zhen didn't refuse.

Rong Ling took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, but said nothing.

"Lingling?" Chen Xiu asked tentatively.

To be honest, Rong Ling has no interest in this so-called festival ceremony.

Today the staple food of the Rong family's breakfast is lily lotus porridge. She looked at the thinly torn petals in the bowl, and couldn't help sighing: "Okay..."