In love with the ghost king

Yao Chi was only angry, ignored him, and said after a while: "He bullied him, and I want to vent my anger on him."

He spoke ambiguously, Chu Sheng only knew that one was Song Qi, and couldn't tell who the other "he" in this sentence was.

Meng Jing's face was calm, and he said indifferently: "You want to vent your anger on others, so you pumped out his soul and imprisoned his body? You also hurt so many ghosts of this king. It's better now, and it's cheaper for others."

Yao Chi weakened: "That can't be my fault, alas... Ah Jing, what should we do now?"

"Go and chase." Meng Jing put down a sentence.

Yao Chi cast a spell and left aggrievedly, but after a while, he came back immediately, and then said aggrievedly: "Don't forget to take a look at him for me..."

"Get out!" Meng Jing couldn't bear it anymore, "Nonsense!"

After seeing off Yao Chi, who had a demonic spirit, Meng Jing walked towards this side, but his footsteps were sloppy and he looked very tired. When he walked to Chu Sheng, he suddenly stopped.

Chu Sheng was wondering when he felt that one of his hands was being held. Meng Jing turned his face away and said in a low voice, "Ah Sheng, let me lean in."

Damn, it happened at this time.

Meng Jing held Chu Sheng so tightly that he didn't have time to think. Before he could reply, Meng Jing felt that Meng Jing had lifted some of his body weight towards him, and with the other hand, he threw a medicine towards Zhu Kefei. In the past, the reply was succinct: "Feed him."

At this time, several people already understand seven or eight points in their hearts, so there is no need to ask more questions.

Zhu Ke reached out to catch it, fed Chi Qing, and said dissatisfiedly to Meng Jing: "You are too arrogant." Looking from my own angle, I can only see Meng Jingyin's face in the dark, and Chu Sheng was very close.Zhu Ke only thought that they had a good relationship, and complained a few more words in his heart.

Meng Jing ignored her, only gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "It's not heavy, just take care of her."

A thin layer of sweat formed on the palm of his hand, and when he looked at Meng Jing again, a few beads of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead, sliding down his pale face and dripping into his neck, but the light in the dungeon was dim, and he couldn't see it unless he was close. from.

Chu Sheng frowned, feeling a pain in his heart: "Ah Jing..."

"Nothing." Meng Jing replied.

Chi Qing also gradually cleared up his thoughts, and hesitantly called out in a daze: "Ah Jing... Young Master?"

Meng Jing helped Chu Sheng stand for a while, and then squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Meng Jing is fine."

Chi Qian was still in the midst of the accident just now and didn't come back to his senses: "The one just now was..."

"Yao Chi."

Standing aside, Zhu Ke couldn't bear it any longer, and asked back, "Demon Lord?"

"Ah."

Zhu Ke couldn't help asking again: "Why is he pretending to be you?"

"Fun."

Zhu Ke couldn't help but asked again: "What's so fun?"

"My pleasure."

Bamboo stopped talking.

Knowing that his little junior brother is actually the ghost king, Chi Qing felt a little sad and happy, and a little more afraid - he didn't know what tone to use to talk to Meng Jing.

Meng Jing felt extremely uncomfortable all over, but he still ordered: "You are injured, I will let them show you before leaving."

As soon as the words fell, he summoned two ghosts to support Chi Qing.

Meng Jing ordered: "Take the guests to rest and let Dr. Ruan go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he stopped the ghost who was about to leave again, gritted his teeth to make his voice look unharmed: "Send the order, don't let anyone in for a while." Turning his head to Chi Qian and Zhu Ke, he said: "You also go together. "

The two ghosts responded and helped Chi Qing to leave. Before leaving, Chi Qing thanked him solemnly, and was returned by Meng Jing's calm "no need".

When everyone left, the surroundings returned to silence.

"Ah Jing, you..." Chu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes wide, reached out to support Meng Jing, and was startled again, as if a ball of flames were attached to his wrist and arm, which was extremely hot.Suddenly, his wrist tightened, and he saw Meng Jing grasping himself, unable to stand still, his lips pursed into a line: "Ah Sheng..."

Chu Sheng was stunned for a while, only to feel that his hand was getting tighter and tighter. His heart was beating like thunder, and he helped Meng Jing to sit down slowly. He drew out his hand and said, "I'll call the doctor."

"Don't go!" Meng Jing grabbed Chu Sheng, held him tightly, and buried his head in his arms: "Asheng...don't go..."

Chu Sheng's heart was pounding, and his mind went blank for an instant.

Meng Jing was burning hot all over, and he repeated over and over again vaguely: "Please, don't go."

"Okay, I won't go." Chu Sheng agreed, wanting to help Meng Jing up and take him outside, as if coaxing a child, "Then I'll take you to the doctor."

"Don't." Meng Jing grabbed Chu Sheng's lapel with his hand, and forcibly tore his lapel into shreds, without hurting Chu Sheng at all, but he had already felt Meng Jing's pain, "Ah Sheng, You don't go."

His words were choked up, and Chu Sheng's chest was wet.

"Ah Jing?" The hand holding Chu Sheng became tighter and tighter, as if to crush him, but he only felt that Meng Jing's whole body began to tremble violently, as if he was enduring great pain, he couldn't help Coaxed softly, "Lie down, I'll take a look for you."

Over the past few hundred years, he has been injured often, sometimes so badly that he can't bother the Yaoxian—and the pain is so painful that he has no choice but to ask for others rather than himself. Xian borrowed a few books and taught himself, barely read.

Chu Sheng felt that Meng Jing had let go, and tried to kneel down slowly, and helped him into his arms.

Looking down again, Meng Jing's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, his eyes were scattered, and he seemed to have lost focus. His hands tightly grabbed Chu Sheng's cuffs, desperately trying to pull him, and said in a low voice: " Don't go... Ah Ning."