It is said that Master is a recipient [Quick Transmigration]

Not long after, Ting He gave Zhan Yungui good medicine, and Zhan Yungui deliberately jumped twice on the spot to show that he was not seriously injured.

"You man, just finished applying the medicine, don't..."

Ting He was about to say that he would return to Zhanyun, but the candles in the woodshed were extinguished in an instant, and a cold and dangerous aura suddenly appeared in the yard outside the woodshed.

It was Zhan Yungui who first found out that something was wrong, he protected Ting He behind his back without saying a word, and looked out the window coldly.

I saw a few black figures looming faintly in the open space in the courtyard in front of the door.

"That is……"

Ting He never expected, but just after coming down from Lingqi Mountain, he unexpectedly saw the figure of the ghost clan again in his own mansion.

"Master, don't come out of the room, the subordinates should go out and have a look first."

Zhan Yungui lowered his expression, and slowly walked out of the room while Ting He said "be careful".

In the courtyard, there were three places where black shadows appeared. They were vague, like a nightmare in the dead of night, or like groups of jet-black shadows. Under Zhan Yungui's cold gaze, they gradually transformed into three strange figures.

"Subordinate Jia sees my king." The black shadow in the middle knelt down and knelt down at the same time, bowing humblely and respectfully.

"..." Zhan Yungui was silent for a while. Although he knew his true identity from his memory, it didn't mean that he really wanted to meet these people, or... the ghost clan.

And he is the seventh son of the ghost emperor of the ghost domain, the king of the ghosts in front of him.

"What are you doing here?"

"King, after you disappeared, the subordinates and others searched everywhere, and finally found your trace today. Please return to the ghost capital with your subordinates and revive our clan!"

Yijia's voice was deep and deep, and every word he said was very heavy and urgent.

It's a pity that Zhan Yungui was unmoved: "Go back, I still have things to do here, and I won't go with you."

"King!" The first-class ghosts panicked suddenly, and the master who had finally found him didn't want to go with them, what happened.

"My lord, all the ghosts in the Evil Ghost Realm can't live without your leadership. Apart from your subordinates, there are countless loyal ministers waiting for your return, my lord! You and your subordinates..."

"Okay." Before the ghost could finish speaking, Zhan Yungui interrupted it with a bit of anger: "Is it because it's been too long, and this king's words have no prestige, and you don't even listen to it?"

There are still people he cherishes here, how can he leave at will?

The oppressive aura emanating from Zhan Yungui's body made the first-class ghosts unable to lift their heads, and only had fear for their king in their eyes: "No, my subordinates dare not!"

"Hmph, then get out, don't let this king see you again! When the time comes, this king will naturally return to the ghost realm."

Zhan Yungui hit a stick first and then gave a candy. As for when is the right time, that is up to him.

Sure enough, when they heard that Zhan Yun was returning, they would go back. Although the first-class ghosts still hesitated in their hearts, they finally accepted their orders very respectfully.

"and many more!"

Suddenly remembered something, Zhan Yungui stopped the three ghosts who got up and was about to leave, narrowed his eyes slightly, and gave other orders softly...

On that side, Ting He waited in the firewood room for a long time, but didn't see Zhan Yun coming back, so he couldn't help but open the door a little, squatted down, held the edge of the door with both hands, and poked his head out cautiously.

"Yungui."

After dealing with the last ghost in the courtyard, Zhan Yun returned to take back his sharp sword, lightly suppressed the lingering hostility between his brows, and then looked in the direction of the sound.

Ting He was wearing a light pink skirt, like a cluster of peaches blooming in spring, pitifully pulling at the edge of the door and looking at him.

Seeing Zhan Yungui looking at him, Ting He blinked: "Is everything done?"

Lifting his foot and stepping over the corpse of the ghost clan that was lying on the ground, Zhan Yungui walked up to Ting He and looked at Ting He from top to bottom: "Master Hui, everything has been dealt with."

Ting He nodded, and tentatively looked behind Zhan Yungui, where he saw a group of ferocious ghosts.

"There are so many..." Ting He clicked his tongue secretly, and there was not much fear in his tone.

However, gray-black particles began to slowly float in the air, which were the dust that the ghost clan turned into after death.

Seeing those particles of dust floating towards him, Ting He, who was a bit of a clean freak, subconsciously stood up, but because of squatting for a long time, his legs were numb, and he fell forward with an unstable center of gravity.

Zhan Yungui opened his hands reflexively, and was thrown into his arms by Ting He.

"Master, please be careful."

Zhan Yungui's worried words came from above his head, Ting He supported the opponent's arm, shook his numb calf, and a bold thought came to him——

"Yungui, I want to take a shower and change clothes, so you can carry me." Ting He raised his head and looked directly into Zhan Yungui's eyes, with an attitude of saying nothing.

Zhan Yungui's eyes flickered, and his voice became hoarse involuntarily: "Master, your body is precious, how dare your subordinates..."

As for the sun in his heart, how dare he easily tarnish it.

"I don't, I want you to carry me!" But Ting He relaxed his body even more, leaned against Zhan Yungui's arms, and put all his weight on Zhan Yungui's body.

Zhan Yungui has nothing to do with Ting He's acting like a rascal.

In desperation, she had no choice but to bend her body, then passed her left hand under Ting He's armpit, and hooked Ting He's knee with her right hand, and with a little force, Ting He was easily hugged.

Passing through many corridors, ignoring the shocked eyes of people looking at them, Zhan Yungui carried Ting He to the bathroom.

Inside, servants have prepared medicinal baths at any time.

Gently put Ting He down, Ting He opened his hand obediently towards Zhan Yungui.

Seeing this, Zhan Yungui opened his mouth, but swallowed all the words.

During the dressing process, Zhan Yungui remained expressionless and remained motionless.

After taking off Tinghe's shoes, Zhan Yungui picked up Tinghe again and put him in the tub.

After doing all this, Zhan Yungui saluted respectfully, then left the room and stood silently at the door.

However, the tense jaw and the nails that were almost clenched in the flesh showed that he was not in a calm mood at the moment.

In the bathroom, Ting He curled his lips in the direction Zhan Yungui was leaving: "Tsk, why didn't you understand at all this time."

The heating is dense, and the fragrance is lingering.

Ting He unknowingly soaked in the bathtub for more than half an hour, and finally was hugged out of the bathtub by Zhan Yungui, who had not been summoned for a long time.

Leaning lazily on the side of the bed, Ting He was wrapped in a loose and comfortable nightgown, and his whole body was steaming wet.

After soaking in the bath for too long, his cheeks turned pink, like a ripe peach, which made people want to take a bite.

Ting He's peachy eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Zhan Yungui who was kneeling on the ground and wiping the water droplets on his calf, he just wanted to move again after he failed.

"Yungui." Ting He called softly, "Thanks to you protecting me on the mountain this time, I was spared from this disaster. I want to repay you. Do you...do you want anything?"

There is a hint of temptation in the words, just a light poke, and the window paper can be broken.

But Zhan Yun continued to wipe without looking up: "As the young master's guard, it is my duty to protect the young master's safety, and there is no need to repay at least."

"No need to repay?"

Ting He didn't come and gave a chuckle, the smile reached his eyes, the moonlight coated him with a layer of light, shining on him like a moon palace fairy.

He raised his other leg, and his toes brushed upwards from Zhan Yungui's abdomen little by little, the movement was slow, with a hint of something special.

Finally, it stopped in front of Zhan Yungui's chest, and the soles of his feet lightly pressed against his chest.

Zhan Yungui suddenly stopped wiping, raised his eyes, and stared intently at Ting He's eyes.

His eyes were deep, and there seemed to be a mixture of various emotions in his eyes, condensing into a scorching black color.

Ting He raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "But I want you to ask for something."

"What should you do?"

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"I became popular after wearing a cannon fodder vase [Entertainment circle]"

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Wen Jiu accidentally transmigrated into a book, and found that he was dressed in countless black materials, his acting skills were terrible, and he had a pretty face, but he still shamelessly sucked himself and the male protagonist CP's cannon fodder in the entertainment industry.

At that time, the little manager was looking at him with a sad face: "Brother Jiu, we will join the group soon, but you can't even remember the lines, what should we do..."

Wen Jiu, winner of many awards in his previous life, smiled calmly: "Isn't it just acting, I can learn now."

Ever since the cast of "Ink Sword" announced the starring role, there has been a lot of negative comments on the Internet, and Wen Jiu has been asked to quit the crew, otherwise he will never pay for the bad movie.

Until the crew released a set of stills and extras——

In the photo, Wen Jiu has long hair and shawls, riding on a horse with half-open skirts, narrowed phoenix eyes slightly, and his gestures are full of style, just like a delicate cat.

Everyone: ... Who is this special person?

A little bit more, it is said that Wen Jiu shot it himself, without any substitute.

Everyone clicked on the video with a skeptical attitude: ......... Damn it!This leg, this waist, this sword dance is simply amazing! !

Later, a racing driver with superb driving skills, a first-class figure skating athlete, a chef looking for a foreign country... Wen Jiu is all there.

There was an upsurge in the audience of the Newcomer Best Actor Award Presentation Stage.

Fans: "Ah, Xiao Jiu, what else do you know!!"

Wen Jiu looked embarrassed: "I won't have children."

CP fans: "Woo woo woo, when will you lick your CP with Jiang Ye again?"

Wen Jiu immediately remained expressionless: "I don't know him well."

Jiang Ye: ...

After the award ceremony.

Jiang Ye laughed back angrily, and bullied Wen Jiu in his arms: "You don't know me well? Don't you want to play our CP?"

Wen Jiu was so bullied that his eyes turned red, and he bit him with his teeth: "Bastard!... Can you fucking hurry up, I won't be able to catch it..."