After the rebirth, the national teacher became popular with metaphysics

A living soul cannot leave the body for too long.

During such a period of rushing back from the Lan family, even with the blessing of the Requiem Talisman, Xie Xuanqing's soul body was still uncontrollably weak.

Rong Jing subconsciously injected a spiritual power into him, and then Xie Xuan gently held his fingertips: "Wait—"

Butler Chen was still standing downstairs, but Xie Xuanqing was still in the state of a living soul at this time. Except for the celestial masters and some ordinary people with extraordinary talents, ordinary people generally would not be aware of his existence.

Xie Xuanqing also verified his guess in the Lan Family Secret Realm before, so when facing Rong Jing at this time, there is no need to avoid anything, and said with a smile: "Mr. is injured, I should take care of myself first." Better."

After recalling all the complicated emotions after recalling all the memories, what Xie Xuanqing cared about for the first time was the blood stain he saw on Rong Jing's lips before.

When he regained consciousness, Rong Jing had already summoned Karma.

But even if he didn't see the confrontation between Rong Jing and Yuan Xiu at the beginning, based on Xie Xuanqing's understanding of Yuan Xiu, and the breath he felt from Yuan Xiu after waking up, his husband started to deal with each other... ...and there are bound to be some difficulties.

Although Yuan Xiu still lost in the end, Xie Xuanqing was still a little unhappy when he saw Rong Jing's unconsciously pale face.

If he is also a celestial master... Will Rong Jing not have to force herself so much?

It's a pity that whether it's the last life or this life, he doesn't have any talent in the way of metaphysics, and the only thing that can be said to be useful is his fate.

His eyes darkened slightly, Xie Xuan lightly suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and still stopped Rong Jing's movements with his hands.

His tone can be said to be gentle, and even because he recalled the memory of his previous life, his expression unconsciously carried a feeling of gratitude.

However, his actions are indeed tough and persistent.

Rong Jing stared at him for a few seconds, and finally took back the spiritual power in her hand.

The injury on his body is indeed not serious, but for ordinary celestial masters, it is already an extremely dangerous state.

When the spiritual power was withdrawn, the slight tightness in the chest became lighter.Rong Jing couldn't help but frowned.

Xie Xuan watched his expression carefully, and finally couldn't help touching his brow with an illusory palm.

Rong Jing came back to her senses in an instant: "...?"

"At that time... did it hurt?" Xie Xuan asked lightly.

What he asked was not only whether it hurt when Rong Jing spit out his heart, but also wanted to ask him, when he was faced with the thunder punishment from the heaven... did it hurt?

There seemed to be extremely complicated and turbulent emotions hidden under the calm eyes.Rong Jing and him looked at each other, paused, and replied: "It's okay."

Can't tell if it hurts or not, it just feels good.

Xie Xuan repeated his answer in a low voice, and then smiled: "Is that so...that's good."

Seeing this, Rong Jing pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a while.

However, Xie Xuanqing had calmed down his emotions at this time. Seeing Rong Jing's expression, he changed the subject with a smile and said, "By the way, sir, don't you want to help me get back into my body?"

When he was taken away by Yuan Xiu with the summoning spell, his consciousness was already on the verge of blurring. Xie Xuan lightly recalled the condition of his body when he left the soul...it should be okay?

Rong Jing also reacted, looked at his somewhat illusory soul body, and gave a soft "hmm".

One person and one soul walked towards Xie Xuanqing's room side by side, butler Chen stood downstairs in a bit of confusion watching Rong Jing disappear at the top of the stairs, thinking——

Was there anyone else on the stairs just now?Why does Master Rong seem to be talking to someone...

But where is Rong Jing's identity, Steward Chen thought about it for a while, and put this strangeness behind him.

Xie Xuanqing's room was next to Rong Jing's room, approaching the door, Rong Jing instantly felt the power of the almost broken formation coming from inside.

With a slight frown, Rong Jing stretched out her hand and pressed the doorknob.

With a "creak", the dark door slowly opened.

What caught the eye was the pattern pattern inspired by the summoning spell used by Yuan Xiu.

In fact, the formations that Rong Jing set up for Xie Xuanqing before are full of protective power. If the summoning spell used by Yuan Xiu is not too overbearing, and the blood of Xie's blood collected by the Lan family is far beyond Rong Jing's expectations Yes, Xie Xuanqing may not necessarily be taken away by Yuan Xiu directly.

Although Yuan Xiu's move... it just hurt him.

After all, if Xie Xuanqing's evil spirit hadn't been blocked for a moment, Yuan Xiu might have been able to escape with most of his strength.

At that time, it may be even more difficult for the special department and even Rong Jing to deal with it.

Lowering her eyes, Rong Jing put away the shattered power of the formation in the air, and then looked in the direction of the bay window opposite the door.

A tall body was lying on the bay window in an extremely quiet and slightly twisted posture, black hair fell down with his movements, vaguely covering his facial contours.

A faint, weak vitality was implicated in that physical body and Xie Xuanqing's soul.

Xie Xuan looked at his body half-twisted lying on the bay window, his fingertips seemed to be still clinging to one of the formations he felt earlier set up by Rong Jing, for a moment he said: "..."

Rong Jing was calmer than Xie Xuanqing herself. She looked for a moment at the position where Xie Xuanqing's fingers landed, and then walked over and forced Xie Xuanqing's body...

Spread out on the ground.

Xie Xuanqing: "..."

Although, he has been exercising and participating in fighting all year round, and his muscles are indeed a bit heavy to carry.

Rong Jing's figure is indeed not bad, with a layer of beautiful and smooth muscles attached to his arms, but he was injured just before, Xie Xuan was silent for a moment, then said silently: "Should I just lie down like this?"

Whether it's the previous life or the present life... Xie Xuanqing has tried to leave the soul for the first time.Xie Xuanqing asked based on his experience, remembering a certain soul leaving incident that Rong Jing had dealt with in the previous life.

"Yeah." When he said this, Rong Jing also remembered the scene at that time.

That's not such a difficult thing to deal with.

But maybe it's because the time spent with Xie Chong is too long, the two are often together, so the memory becomes extremely deep——

That was the first metaphysics event he met with Xie Chong after they got acquainted.

A peasant woman held a baby in her arms, begging passers-by to save her baby in panic and desolation.

"She's just sick, please, save her...she's not a ghost child, he's just sick..."

The peasant woman's voice was like weeping blood, and it was clearly still winter, but she was only wearing a thin and large patched skirt.

The biting north wind instantly blew through the thin layer of fabric, revealing her rough, withered arms that were blue and purple from the cold.

The swaddle in her arms was also extremely thin, and the child's pale face was wrapped in a layer of dirty black linen, as if she felt her mother's wail from the chest, her eyelids moved, and then revealed A pair of dark eyes with full sockets.

"Giggle, giggle," a laugh suddenly came out of the swaddling baby. The child was obviously only four or five months old, but the voice that came out of his mouth was old and hoarse, with a strong sense of ominousness.

Some pedestrians passing by were sympathetic and wanted to go over to see what happened to them. Seeing the baby's behavior now, who would dare to stay any longer?

He quickly broke away from the peasant woman's retention, and quickly disappeared at the end of the path.

"What a ghost child..."

"A poor man, too."

It's just pitiful. In this chaotic world, there are countless monsters, monsters, ghosts and sprites. They are just trying to find peace in this chaotic world. Who dares to care about these gossips involving ghosts?

The peasant woman watched in pain as the figure of the passerby disappeared at the end of the path, and an irritable man in common clothes walked out behind him: "You woman, how long are you going to embarrass yourself by hugging this damn thing! The sorceress has already said, this is Ghost child, give her to me quickly, and I will bury her in the back mountain tonight, otherwise it will bring disaster to the village, and you will have to pay for it with a few lives!"

As he said that, he was about to grab it with his hands. The peasant woman had just given birth and was still weak. She was surrounded by him and almost fell to the ground, and the child in her hand almost fell to the ground.

A pair of cool, extremely slender hands suddenly stretched out.

Rong Jing slowly picked up the child, Xie Chong watched his movements, and bent down to help the peasant woman up.

"You are……"

The two are handsome and noble in appearance, and their temperament is even more extraordinary.After seeing Rong Jing and Xie Xuanqing, the man and the peasant woman were a little apprehensive.

The peasant woman's gaze fell all the way to the baby in Rong Jing's hands.

It's not like she hasn't seen the young master of a rich family before. In this troubled world, having money and power means the right to speak.

The peasant woman saw with her own eyes that a young master of a rich family trampled a child to death just for fun, and in the end, he only threw a few coins to the child's parents as compensation for his life, and laughed and rode the horse away.

Although the child held in Rong Jing's hands was sick, it was the child she had worked so hard to conceive in October... How could she not be nervous?

The man greeted Rong Jing and Xie Xuan lightly, then glared at the peasant woman again.

I said earlier that I wanted to throw this ghost child away, but this woman stopped her. If she really provoked someone...it would not be enough to compensate her if she was killed.

The peasant woman trembled when she received the man's look, but she finally mustered up her courage and said, "Thank you two young masters, my child..."

She stretched out her hand in a whisper, Rong Jing gave her a faint look, but still returned the child.

He and Xie Chong passed by here just now, but they happened to see the whole thing in their eyes.

With Rong Jing's eyesight, she can naturally see that the child in the peasant woman's arms is not some ghost child, but an ordinary baby who accidentally lost her soul and was later taken over by a passing ghost.

At this time, the baby's living soul was following behind the mother, because the past was a thing of the past, and everything disappeared after reincarnation. looking at his body.

And the ghost occupying the baby's body is not trying to seize a physical body so as to live obediently, but holds hatred for the world, and targets everyone who comes close indiscriminately.

At this time, it was lodged in the baby's body, facing the bewildered and loving mother, it let out the very weird and frightening giggles before.

Then in the next second, its laughter was caught in its throat.

Those pale, amber eyes stared at it quietly, and the slightly cool fingers fell on the baby's supposedly tender cheeks, which were roughed by the cold wind at this time.

An indescribable sense of danger rose from the bottom of his heart, Yinhun carefully hid his soul body deeper into the child's body, and finally Rong Jing used his spiritual power to grab it out of that fragile body.

The peasant woman couldn't see the existence of ghosts, she stared at Rong Jing's movements nervously, but for a moment she couldn't think of stopping it.

Others said that her child was a ghost child, but she was normal when she was born, she could cry, laugh, and cuddle up to her, and her small body was warm. How could such a child be a ghost child?

But one day, she fell ill and had to give the child to her mother-in-law to take care of her.

The mother-in-law has disliked the child as a girl since she was born, but after all, she is so old, she took it after scolding a few times.

However, when her illness was cured, something went wrong with the child.

Her father-in-law, mother-in-law and her husband all said that her child was a ghost child, and even the whole village began to point fingers at her child.

She could only beg her husband not to abandon the child, and she could only guard the village entrance day and night, in front of the door, hoping that a doctor would pass by and show her the child.

But the opinions of the villagers became more and more serious, and the husband's family also began to treat her harshly because she hurt her body during childbirth, and at this time held the child and refused to throw it away.

At the moment when she was pushed down by her husband, a thought flashed through the peasant woman's mind.

Since everyone said her child was a ghost child, she might as well take the child to die. It would be just right for the ghost mother to bring the ghost child.

But now, seeing Rong Jing's movements, she lost the thought for a moment, and just stared blankly at the child in her arms who quietly closed her eyes: "Young master, you..."

"Is there a place to put the child down?" Rong Jing asked.

His appearance is extremely handsome, and his temperament is even more noble and mysterious.The snow-colored fox fur surrounded his cheeks, setting him off even more like a fairy.

Not to mention his extremely eye-catching, brilliant and thick silver hair.

The peasant woman's heart pounded when she heard his question, but she quickly responded, "Yes, yes!"

Regardless of the anger of the man around her and the look of the father-in-law who came out of the thatched hut when he heard the movement, the peasant woman took the child in her arms and was about to take Rong Jing inside in a hurry.

"Wait, who are you and what are you doing?"

The shrewd father-in-law subconsciously blocked their way, Rong Jing glanced at him indifferently, but walked in directly.

Xie Chong did not avoid it.It's just that he looks stern, and when the smile on his face fades, he looks even more imposing: "This old man, don't bother... My husband is better off."

He and Rong Jing had only met each other not long ago, and it was not easy to call him by his first name at this time, so he chose a middle name of Mr. Rong Jing.

But after thinking about it in his heart, Xie Chong felt that such a title was very suitable for Rong Jing.

The shrewd father-in-law was stunned by Xie Chong's aura, his mouth moved, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing this, Xie Chong ignored him and walked into the hut.

At this time, the peasant woman had put the child on the bed smoothly.

It was a troubled time, and their family had no ability. The peasant woman used to embroider for a living, but she was injured after she became pregnant, and she had to take care of the child's family. She hadn't picked up needlework for a long time.

At this time, the beds in the house were also piles of earth, and things were messy and complicated.Seeing Rong Jing walking in with her nonchalantly, the peasant woman was unconsciously ashamed.

"Young master, look..." She pushed the patched sheets on the bed away, and asked while rubbing her hands.

At this time, Xie Chong had also come to his side, Rong Jing thought for a while, but took the infant spirit on the ground into his hand, and then lightly drew a trace of dragon energy on Xie Chong's body: "For the time being, borrow Come and use it."

Xie Chong didn't know what he was going to do, but he glanced down at Rong Jing, but smiled and said: "Mr. Rong just do it."

The process of sending the baby spirit back to the body was not too difficult. Xie Chong saw Rong Jing's slender fingers grabbing in the air, as if he had caught something, and then he whispered a few incantations.

It was as if there was a warm breeze blowing through the room, and the dull atmosphere was swept away.

Xie Chong seemed to vaguely see the shadow of a baby lying down on the swaddling clothes on the bed following Rong Jing's movements, and the next second, "Wow——" a baby's cry sounded, and the baby on the bed opened its eyes, but It's back to normal.

The peasant woman stared blankly at the child on the bed, and after a while, she held the child in her arms with trembling hands and coaxed it softly.

When the child's crying subsided, she remembered the existence of Rong Jing and Xie Chong, knelt down and said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you two elders, thank you two elders for saving my child."

Rong Jing lowered her eyes, but avoided her gift, and stretched out her hand to pull her up.

"Your child was just shocked for a while, and there is nothing serious about it. It doesn't have to be like this."

"I'll just say, she definitely doesn't belong to a ghost..." the peasant woman said with tears in her eyes.

However, at this moment, the man and the shrewd father-in-law had already walked in. Seeing the behavior between them, they immediately yelled and cursed: "Why are you leading people into the house so politely!"

They didn't dare to speak to Rong Jing and Xie Chong, so they vented their anger on the peasant woman.

Rong Jing didn't quite remember what happened afterwards, but Xie Chong coaxed him out, then leaned over and said something to the peasant woman.

A few years later, Xie Chong came to the throne, and when he and Rong Jing walked through the busiest street in the imperial capital, they saw a peasant woman and a five or six-year-old girl, smiling and buying a pair with a peddler. Root candied haws.

Perhaps it is no longer possible to call her a peasant woman.The dress was not brand new, but it was clean and fit well. The little girl beside her was also dressed very warmly, and there was a feeling of closeness between the two of them.

No disease, no disaster, and being dependent on your parents and daughters until old age, for a peasant woman, it is the best second half of life.

Thinking about it now, Rong Jing suddenly asked: "What did you tell her at that time?"

Xie Xuanqing was observing how it would be more appropriate for him to lie down, but now he came to his senses when he heard his question.

Smiling slightly, he looked at Rong Jing's delicate face that was slightly raised, but suddenly lowered his head and placed a light kiss on his lips.

The soul body has no substance, but as a celestial master, Rong Jing can feel a breath of the soul body.

The cool and strange touch fell on the lips, Rong Jing blinked, and didn't even realize that it was a kiss.

However, Xie Xuanqing had already laid down on his physical body at this time, he subconsciously performed the soul summoning technique, and then Xie Xuanqing, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes.

Rong Jing met his gaze, pursed her lips, and remembered what he did in the form of soul body just now, she couldn't help frowning: "You..."

"I said, her husband is not a good man, and the child was deliberately carried out by the grandfather to scare her soul away, so she asked her to take the child away as much as possible." Xie Xuan said softly, "Sir, didn't you just want to remind her like this at that time?" Is it?"

It's just that his Huaiyu is more delicate after all. Although the man and the old man look shy, they are actually fleshy. Xie Chong didn't want the other party to hate Rong Jing, so he coaxed him out, and then reminded the peasant woman himself.

After speaking, he slipped a piece of silver into the child's swaddle. It was not worth much, but it was enough for a mother and daughter to settle down for a few years.

Slowly speaking of the arrangements he made at that time, Xie Xuanqing looked calm, and then moved his right leg carefully: "..."

The body has been lying on the bay window for a long time... the legs are numb.

He considers himself cryptic.But Rong Jing's eyes fell on his leg in just a moment.

Patriarch Xie couldn't keep the smile on his face: "Huaiyu..."

A deep voice came from beside his ears, calling his unfamiliar but familiar words.Rong Jing's eyes froze slightly, but she turned her gaze back.

Just waiting for Xie Xuan to breathe a sigh of relief, Rong Jing continued to look down at him and asked, "What did you mean just now?"

Xie Xuanqing has affection for him, Rong Jing naturally knows it.However, he and Xie Chong have been together for several years, and they have always been called close friends.

Now that Xie Chong's memory has awakened, Rong Jing has already thought about whether Xie Xuanqing will also erase the kind of affection for him, but the action that Xie Xuanqing made with his soul just now wiped out Rong Jing's feelings. This conjecture is directly broken.

His husband still cared and asked him directly.

Xie Xuan sighed lightly from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't regret what he did in a daze just now.

As far as Xie Xuanqing is concerned, Rong Jing has only been away for less than a day.But in Xie Chong's eyes, countless years have passed between him and Rong Jing.

In the last life, Rong Jing left the human world when he was 25 years old. In the following 40 years, Xie Chong never saw each other again, not even in a dream.

He could only pray day after day for the design proposed by Rong Jing's master to work. He imagined that Rong Jing lived in a world he didn't know, where life was wanton and there was no danger.

The emotion carried in the memory is too heavy, and he didn't realize it when he was in the soul state. Only when he returned to the physical body, Xie Xuanqing felt how deep the despair and pain left over from the previous life were.

"Can't you guess, sir?"

Bowing his head and smiling, the blood circulation on his legs was finally smooth. Xie Xuan stood up lightly from the ground, regardless of his unsightly appearance at the moment, patted his palm, and spoke softly, and said to Rong Jing face to face.

"Whether it's Xie Chong in the previous life or Xie Xuanqing in this life, I like you, Huaiyu."

Whispering his own address in a low voice, Xie Xuan raised his head lightly and looked at Rong Jing quietly.

Although he had already guessed the result, when the other party really said it so bluntly, Master Rong wanted to escape.

However, at this time, he was wounded. Although Xie Xuanqing also hurt his soul, but his body was superior, he was directly blocked in front of him.

"Huaiyu... what do you think, Mister?" Xie Xuan asked lightly.

After turning the offensive, it was clear that Rong Jing was the one who questioned him first, but at this moment, he was looking at Rong Jing, and he was bound to ask an answer.

"Speaking of which, my husband didn't answer me before. At that time, did you prefer me to be Xie Xuanqing, or Xie Chong?"

Each of his questions became more acute, and each made Rong Guoshi more difficult.

After a moment of silence, Rong Jing finally raised her head under Xie Xuanqing's deep and nervous eyes: "I don't know."

He still gave the same answer as before, but his expression was more lively than before.

Frowning slightly, Rong Jing said: "I hope you are Xie Chong, and I hope you are still Xie Xuanqing."

Xie Chong represents his past in Dazhao. No matter what his feelings for Xie Chong are, the memory of this identity in his heart will never be erased.

Xie Xuanqing can be regarded as the person with the most profound karma entanglement in this era, but at the beginning he came into contact with Xie Xuanqing, but it was also because of Xie Chong.

Later, after he deduced that Xie Xuanqing was the reincarnation of Xie Chong through the reaction of Zhou Tian Gua and Tian Dao, he gradually blurred the difference between the two.

Until now, until today, as far as Rong Jing is concerned, they are still alone.

"You are them, aren't you?"

Xie Xuanqing did not expect Rong Jing to answer him like this.

He has indeed accepted the fact that he is Xie Chong's reincarnation, and he also knows that he is Xie Xuanqing.

This feeling is extremely subtle, but with an indescribable sense of harmony, as if things should be like this.

But he accepted his own identity, but still couldn't help but brood over the question whether Rong Jing was more inclined to Xie Chong or Xie Xuanqing.

At this time, Rong Jing's answer directly shattered all his assumptions.

He neither bluntly said that he was partial to Xie Xuanqing, nor bluntly said that he wanted Xie Chong more.

He just said, you are them, aren't you?

Xie Xuanqing's Adam's apple moved up and down, but he skipped the question and continued to ask: "Then Mr. hasn't answered me yet. I have liked Mr. for two lifetimes...do Mr. like me?"

Xie Xuanqing once said such words to Rong Jing. At this time, he recovered the memory of his previous life. As the founding emperor of the country, Emperor Zhao, who was respected by countless people, had the deepest emotion before his death... Pity.

I regret why I didn't confide the love in my heart to my sweetheart back then, and I also regret that they separated too early, and I don't know whether they will meet again after reincarnation.

But in the end, his wish worked.

Rong Jing traveled through hundreds of years to come to this era, and he happened to recover the memory of his previous life.

Under the impact of the emotions of the two generations, Xie Xuanqing expressed his feelings again.

Rong Jing met his deep eyes.

There was a palpable tension hidden in those two-way quiet, deep eyes.

The complex and strong love is hidden in it, and just a little touch will cause the other party's emotions to surge.

The tips of Rong Jing's ears started to feel hot unconsciously, and even her cheeks were dyed with a light powder.

Turning away her gaze calmly, Rong Jing frowned, and still said calmly: "...I don't know."

"Why doesn't sir always know..." Xie Xuanqing couldn't help but sighed.

Rong Jing pursed her lips when she heard his words.

Indeed, at first glance, his answers seemed too perfunctory.

But he really doesn't know love in the world, especially when Xie Xuan lightly awakened the memory of his previous life, and Xie Chong's figure was on his body again, Rong Jing was even more at a loss.

He has always known that Xie Xuanqing is very likely to be the reincarnation of Xie Chong, and has always vaguely regarded them as one person.

But when faced with the exact facts, this subconscious thought seemed a little caught off guard.

Xie Chong is a close friend, but Xie Xuanqing has affection for him——

No, according to what Xie Xuanqing said just now, Xie Chong also has affection for him, but for Rong Jing, it broke his fixed thinking.

...going from best friend to lover?

It doesn't seem ready.But Rong Jing felt her heart carefully, and she didn't seem to be very resistant.

In the end, the answer he spoke could only be a somewhat vacillating "don't know".

Rong Guoshi rarely felt guilty and guilty, but before he could say anything, Xie Xuanqing's hand came up again.

Only this time, his soul body returned to his physical body, and the warm fingertips felt vivid to the touch, which took Rong Jing's attention away in an instant.

Warm breath fell on his cheek, Xie Xuan called "Sir" softly, seeing that Rong Jing still didn't make a sound to stop him, he lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

Compared with the kiss of the soul body, the presence of this kiss is undoubtedly more vivid now.

The wet lips overlapped, and Xie Xuan lightly kissed Rong Jing's slightly pursed thin lips, and asked again: "Now? Do you understand now, sir?"

Kissing naturally carries the meaning of intimacy, even though Rong Jing is ignorant of human love, she also knows that such an act of intimacy should not happen between close friends.

But when Xie Xuan kissed him just now, he clearly knew that the other party had all the memories of the previous life, and remembered everything that the other party had experienced with him.

But he still never refused because of "Xie Chong".

The fine and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and Rong Guoshi answered with an honest "um", then hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his chin, and lightly touched Xie Xuanqing's lips in response. Rubbed.

Compared with Xie Xuanqing's previous light kiss, Rong Jing's move is even more imperceptible.

However, Xie Xuanqing put all his heart and soul on the young man in front of him at this time, and any change in him was in Xie Xuanqing's eyes.

That tiny, almost non-existent response is naturally infinitely magnified in this kind of concentration.

For a moment, Xie Xuanqing only felt a messy and noisy heartbeat in his chest, so loud that he almost felt that Rong Jing would also be frightened by his heartbeat.

The only sound left between the eardrums was the slight breathing sound of the two of them entangled.

Just when Rong Jing felt a little embarrassed and frowned slightly and wanted to step back, Xie Xuanqing finally recovered.

He was almost greedy, but he restrained himself and lowered his head to kiss Rong Jing's lips again.

I don't know if it was because of his illusion, or Rong Jing's injury was very serious, Xie Xuanqing tasted a little blood on Rong Jing's lips.

After a pause, Xie Xuan gently kissed Rong Jing's light-colored lips, then slowly got up again.

"I'm so happy, sir," he said at last.

Rong Jing's eyelashes trembled. Although she forgot to take a breath and her cheeks turned red, she still maintained her composure: "...um."

However, Xie Xuanqing made more and more progress, brushing the corners of Rong Jing's lips lightly with his fingertips, wiping off the water stains on it.

He smiled and said, "What does Mr. mean? Are you unhappy? Or...haven't figured it out yet?"

Rong Jing: "..."

"Don't you feel pain?" After a few seconds of silence, Rong Guoshi used the traditional method of changing the subject and asked.

The soul is damaged, even if it returns to the physical body, the pain of the damaged soul will be reflected on the physical body.

Xie Xuanqing's soul had not only endured the pain of Yuan Xiu's use of blood to stimulate memory, but also was summoned by the other party directly and simply and domineeringly with a summoning spell. Still getting a little bleak.

This shows that the damage to Xie Xuanqing's soul is not slight, and he can hold on until now without showing any emotion, which is considered astonishing perseverance.

Patriarch Xie, who was suddenly exposed by his sweetheart: "..."

"Sir, you are really..." He sighed, but he couldn't say he was in a bad mood.

Slightly raised the corners of his lips, Xie Xuan lowered his eyelashes lightly, but said in a low voice: "It does hurt."

In fact, it's more than a little painful.

The soul almost endured the tearing pain, and now it is reflected on the body, Xie Xuanqing's hands are trembling slightly from the pain.

Rong Jing glanced at it, only to realize that just because she wanted to send her soul body back to her body, those requiem talismans were taken off directly.

Without the nourishment of the Requiem Talisman, the pain from the soul is naturally more vivid.

Regardless of whether Xie Xuanqing was trying to be pitiful on purpose, Rong Jing frowned, took out a few requiem talismans, and handed them over.

Xie Xuanqing couldn't help hissing lightly, and reached out to take it.

Then following the movement of receiving the requiem talisman, he quietly and carefully inserted his fingers between Rong Jing's fingers.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." He said, "If the husband kisses me again, it might be fine."

Rong Jing, who was immediately grabbed by him: "..."

Suddenly I felt a little regretful.