Help!Too much sprouting [Quick Transmigration]

Consciousness gradually became erratic, like a flat boat floating in the vast sea, drifting away towards the distance.

The sea breeze stirred up layers of waves, and the sound of the waves slapping still echoed in my ears.

Fang Chenxi only felt that his body seemed to be pushed up, then fell back heavily, and then fell into a strong and powerful arm.

A trembling hit, as if the soul was about to come out of the body.

A burst of white light hit his eyes, and he seemed to see a scene of lush greenery in a trance. A young man in red pushed the door and entered...

This scene seems a bit familiar, where did I see it?

Soon Fang Chenqi knew that this was not his hallucination.It's that his soul is really out of body and is gradually leaving this world.

The scene in front of him was the message that this new world was sending him, that is, the reincarnation memory of his previous life.

"Go out..." With the sound of a pottery bowl being smashed, a weak but still gritted his teeth alone voice came from the room.

Said it was a juvenile voice, but in fact it was just because the person who spoke happened to be a child.Perhaps it was because he had just woken up from a serious illness and his voice was still hoarse.

The child seemed to be very wary of the unfamiliar environment around him, so his whole body was tense, and even the sword attack that he sent out was sharp but weak.

The young man who had pushed the door in with a medicine bowl was knocked over by the opponent's attack.

The porcelain bowl shattered and the concoction splashed everywhere.The dark brown soup was splashed on the young man's clean white boots, just like filth falling on the white snow, it was very dazzling.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the young man in red felt a little manic and depressed for some reason. He just wanted to take revenge and utter stabbing words.

But when he saw the scarred and blind man on the opposite side, he looked like a miserable child.All the bad emotions at the moment were forcibly suppressed, and even the stinging words that came to his mouth were swallowed back.

The young man in red said, "I saved you. Is this how you treat your savior?"

His voice is like the sound of a cold stone hitting a jade pan, with a hint of crispness and sternness, but it is so mellow, it seems that all the depressed emotions will become quiet and calm under his tone.

The boy seemed a little taken aback when he heard what he said.He can't see, his vision is dim, so he can only react with the beast's perception of danger.

But at this moment, there was a burst of fragrance of medicine floating around, and the other party was also a demon.

The young man seemed to be slightly shaken by the vigilance of the young man in red. His lips parted for a while, and finally he said dryly: "Sorry..."

"Hey." The young man seemed to chuckle in a low voice, but he didn't respond to the apology.Instead, he bent down to pick up the fragments on the ground, and said coldly: "I rescued you just to see how pitiful you are as a child. If you make trouble for me, go as far as you can. Dead and disabled Whether it is eaten by wild animals is none of my business."

When he heard the words "eaten by wild beasts", the boy seemed to have paused slightly.Then he seemed to finally remember that when he was struggling to survive under the beast's mouth, he seemed to have indeed sensed a powerful and gentle force that wrapped his whole body in it.Then, before he passed out, he fought off the beast and saved him from dying.

Aware of the young man's stupefaction and silence, the young man did not continue to say anything to provoke the other party.Instead, he put the packed pottery bowl fragments into his hand, turned around and walked out of the house.

He took a few steps out of the door, and he couldn't help coughing a few times in a muffled voice.Coughing made her body tremble, and the palm of the hand holding the shard of the pottery bowl was also cut and bleeding, with bright red glaring traces.

Just like the eye-catching stain on his clean white boots, it is annoying.

A gust of wind blows from the forest, making the leaves rustle, and the fragrance of medicine brewed in a slow fire wafts leisurely in the mountains and forests.

The young man simply rinsed his palm, then filled a bowl of soup and brought it back into the room.

This time the boy in the room didn't overturn the medicine bowl again, he still seemed to be on guard, and there was still his sword with a broken edge that he picked up from somewhere not far from his hand.

When the young man rescued him, the child was also extremely wary.Even though the person has fallen into a coma, he still holds the sword that can defend himself tightly in his hand.

It's the same when he wakes up now. Although the sword is not in his hand, it is still within easy reach. It seems that as soon as the opponent makes a move, and he senses the danger in front of him, he immediately protects himself.

A cold smile flashed in the eyes of the young man in red, as if he hadn't noticed the boy's intentions.

He sat on the side, tapped the edge of the bowl with a spoon, and signaled the boy with impaired eyesight to look up and "look" towards him.

"Newly decocted medicine." The young man spoke without any emotion, and his tone was extremely cold, "Take it by yourself and finish it well."

As he spoke, he didn't give the young man any time to think, but put the medicine bowl directly into the young man's hand, so that he could teach him to drink it by himself.

Unlike the boy's scalding body temperature due to fever, the young man's fingertips were slightly cool. The moment he touched the boy's hand, the latter seemed to be obviously stunned for a moment.

Then he sniffed the scent in his nose and asked, "Are you injured?"

He was indeed injured, and it was the broken pottery bowl that cut his palm.

"You have a good nose." The voice was still clear, and it was impossible to tell whether the words were complimenting the other party or sarcasm.

The young man always faintly felt that the other party seemed to have inexplicable hostility towards him, but he didn't know where that feeling came from.

So the boy attributed everything to the moment when he just woke up, and for no reason attacked the young man who was supposed to be his savior.As a result, the other party was in a bad mood, and even had a slightly bad attitude towards him.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." The young man held the medicine bowl, looked towards the source of the sound, and apologized, "It was when I just woke up that I offended you."

The other party suddenly apologized to him for no reason, and his attitude was sincere, but there was also a faint anxiety that he was afraid of being abandoned.Like a wounded little beast in the territory of the big beast that took it in, it carefully put away its claws and claws, trying to appear safe and harmless, so as to continue to be protected by the big beast that took him in because of its kindness.

Hey, don't say it, it's quite interesting.

The young man in red seemed to have a faint feeling of compassion in his heart. He lowered his eyes to suppress the coldness and coldness in his eyes, stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while, call me after drinking."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then heard a big movement beside him, it was the sound of the stool moving across the floor.

He immediately came back to his senses, looking for the sound of air flow caused by the movement of his body, he "looked" over and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man in red who was about to walk to the door seemed to have paused when he heard the words, clasped his fingers on the door and then fell down.

He chuckled, "My name is Su Luoheng."

It just so happened that another gust of wind came from outside the window, bringing a gust of coolness in, blowing the white veil over the boy's eyes.

"Su Luoheng..." He seemed to silently read the name of his savior, then raised his head, and once again solemnly thanked him: "Thank you for saving me."

The young man didn't respond, but only slightly forced his fingers on the door to reveal a white section.Then he hummed as if dispensable, opened the door and walked out.

In the next few days, the boy also specially cooperated with Su Luoheng's treatment of him.

He seemed to be extremely guarded except for the first day, but he followed the doctor's orders pretty well after that, and he was quiet and obedient and did not cause trouble.

Although Su Luoheng's face was cold and his heart was cold, but sometimes when he saw the young man's harmless and docile appearance, the slight chill in his eyes would subconsciously dissipate, as if he was entangled in something in his heart.

Every night he would wake up profusely from a nightmare, and when he saw the young man lying on the opposite hospital bed, a murderous intent flashed through his eyes that had only dissipated the cold during the day.

There were silver needles emitting cold light all over her fingers, and Su Luoheng stood beside the boy's bedside as if she was desperate for life.

The cold moonlight reflected the young man's pale to bloodless face, Shura standing beside the bed lowered his eyes, and then fell on the other's fragile throat, as long as he gently inserted the silver needle into it , knowing the life of this person, then he will be able to take revenge...

Pushed by an invisible force, the silver needle slowly slipped out from between the fingers, and approached the boy's throat bit by bit, as long as he took one step...just one more step, he could kill him completely.

A drop of blood suddenly appeared in the line of sight, like burning fireworks that directly stimulated Su Luoheng's eyes.

As if her sanity had been awakened in an instant, Su Luoheng withdrew her hands abruptly, and put all the silver needles back into her sleeves.

Then he seemed to be escaping from something, and left the room in a state of embarrassment.

Behind his unknowing back, the young man who had been sleeping to death slowly tightened his hands.

After dawn, Su Luoheng, who came back covered in cold dew, coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell forward the moment he entered the room.

The young man who heard the movement was startled, and hurriedly asked: "Mr. Su, what's wrong with you?!"

The other party didn't respond at all, and the boy was unable to walk around because of his legs and feet, and he couldn't even see him.But judging from the movement made by the other party before, the young man guessed that Su Luoheng fell down and passed out in an instant.

He gritted his teeth, struggled and fell off the bed, and crawled towards the unconscious man following the smell of blood.

In the end, I don't know where this young man got his strength, but he struggled to stand up by himself, and even used all his strength to help Su Luoheng, who was unconscious, from the cold ground.

As a result, when he was about to reach the bed, the young man was short of energy and blood due to the serious injuries in his body, and he seemed to be drained of all his strength in an instant, and fell forward with Su Luoheng.

At the moment when he stumbled and fell down, the young man was worried that he would hurt the opponent, so he put himself under the young man at the very moment, so that the other party would not fall too hard.

However, he had calculated the timing correctly but miscalculated the position. The moment the two of them fell on the bed, the young man's lips touched his lip stickers with a trace of coolness.

Lips and teeth collided, and there seemed to be a hint of blood on the tip of the tongue.

And Su Luoheng frowned unconsciously because of the sudden bump, then his eyelashes trembled and swept across the young man's cheeks, and slowly opened his eyes...

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