The whole division is begging for my forgiveness

Xiaojing: "..."

Lin Jinghong spat out a mouthful of blood, took two beatings in a row, and still didn't learn how to behave, he yelled without fear: "You son of a bitch! I won't let you go!"

Before the words fell, Luo Suxuan wanted to give him another sword.

Xiaojing looked at Lin Jinghong's face, and for some reason, his heart felt so stuffy.

Subconsciously hugging Luo Suxuan's arm, he hurriedly said, "Stop beating him! If you think he's too noisy, can't you just block his mouth?"

Luo Suxuan didn't say anything, but just stared at Xiaojing, trying to find any trace of strange emotion on his face.

But no, there is no other emotion but pity.

It seems that Xiaojing didn't think of anything, but was kind-hearted by nature.

After a while, Luo Suxuan let go of Xiao Jing's hand, and said calmly: "It's up to you, just shut his mouth."

After Lin Jinghong heard this, he cursed again: "How dare you! Ugh!"

With quick hands and quick eyes, Xiao Jing stuffed the unfinished big meat buns into Lin Jinghong's mouth, not forgetting to warn him: "If you continue to speak wild words, I will not be able to help you!"

"No no no!"

Lin Jinghong was so angry that his eyes widened, and he struggled vigorously to bind the spirit rope. If he hadn't been bound, he would have wished to cut the two people in front of him into pieces.

The sky is now bright, and the fire set by Cuihua last night burned down the Chang family.

Along with those who burned the Chang family, there were also many murderous corpses under Luo Suxuan's hands.

He intentionally captured Lin Jinghong and lured Lin Jinghong's elder brother, in order to ask for something.

It is said that when Lin Jing returned to the Wuji Dao Sect, the Sword of Fate was lost, and only a whisk was still in his hand.

Now he is hiding in the Lin family, held by the head of the Lin family day and night, and wants to use this to see things and love them.

Luo Suxuan didn't take it seriously, he just wanted to get back Lin Jing's whisk and help Xiao Jing change back to the original Lin Jing, so as to retrieve his lost memories for many years.

He knew that the people from the Lin family would catch up in a short time. Before that, he still had one thing to do.

Luo Suxuan transformed into a soul-inducing bell, shook it lightly, and the ground under his feet trembled violently, cracking several gaps.

Seventeen or eighteen murderous corpses crawled out of it, each with a yellow talisman on their forehead.Controlled by Luo Suxuan, she staggered and walked in front of him.

Seeing Luo Suxuan using sorcery again, Lin Jinghong was gagged by the steamed stuffed bun, and still made an angrily moaning sound.

Luo Suxuan glanced at him coldly, then fixed his gaze on Xiaojing's ankle, and said softly, "You were injured, why didn't you tell me?"

"How did you know?"

Xiao Jing always felt that he was hiding it very well, and he didn't dare to show it at all in order not to worry A Niang.

Walking is enduring the pain of the wound.

In the end, Luo Suxuan actually discovered it.

Luo Suxuan said: "The next time you get hurt again, remember to tell me. Only children who can cry can eat sweets, remember?"

Xiaojing nodded with a half understanding.

After that, Luo Suxuan didn't intend to treat Xiaojing's wound on the spot, and felt that he should hurry and find a place to stay for the night.

Suddenly, he grabbed the vines in the distance and cast a spell to weave them into a hammock.

Then it was dragged by four murderous corpses.

Luo Suxuan said: "Your legs and feet are inconvenient, go up and lie down, they will carry you away."

Xiaojing resisted a little, it was the first time he saw a Taoist priest carrying a corpse.

Anyway, I feel a little cautious.

Moreover, the height of the hammock is a bit high.

Xiaojing had injuries to his legs and feet, so he couldn't jump up at all.He was embarrassed to let Luo Suxuan carry him up, so he could only lower his head and stare at the tip of his shoe.

Luo Suxuan seemed to be aware of his embarrassment, and suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his waist, and lifted him up.

Before Xiaojing could react, he was lifted up and sat firmly on the hammock.

The four murderous corpses stood upright, supporting him very firmly.

Xiao Jing whispered apologetically: "I'm sorry for the trouble, the four walking dead brothers. When my foot injury is a little better, I'll come down immediately and walk by myself!"

"No need, you just sit honestly. They are corpses, not living people, so naturally they won't feel tired."

After a pause, Luo Suxuan smiled for the first time, "Besides, being able to carry you away is a blessing they have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Luo Suxuan didn't feel wronged himself, and stepped on the head of the headed murderous corpse with a tap of his toes.

Then, in a posture that ordinary people can't do, he sat cross-legged on top of the murderous corpse.

When Lin Jinghong saw it, he couldn't help rolling his eyes up again, thinking, what are you pretending, who doesn't know how to guard against corpses?

Their Lin family is not only excellent in swordsmanship, but also a master at guarding corpses.

Immediately, he was ready to stand on top of the murderous corpse and hurry on his way.

Unexpectedly, Luo Suxuan didn't have the idea of ​​letting him guard the corpse at all, so he held one end of the spirit binding rope that bound Lin Jinghong in his hand.

As soon as he moved forward, it was like walking a dog, Luo Suxuan scolded lightly: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and follow the murderous corpse?"

Lin Jinghong refused to give in, and kept his back straight.

Luo Suxuan was not used to him either, so he sneered and chanted a mantra with his fingers, and the group of corpses started to move, walking crookedly forward.

Once the group of corpses left, Lin Jinghong had no choice but to follow them.

But he stood stiffly and did not move.

Later... Luo Suxuan simply dragged him away.

Anyway, in the wilderness and mountains, the road is rough and difficult to walk, and there are strange rocks everywhere, and it is not Luo Suxuan who is in pain.

Seeing Lin Jinghong being dragged away, Xiaojing wanted to beg for mercy, but knew that Luo Suxuan would not agree.

Then he lowered his voice and tried to persuade him with kind words: "Young master Lin, you should follow the corpses, otherwise you will be ground into a pile of mud by the mountain road before your elder brother comes over."

"Humph!"

Lin Jinghong thought to himself, Xiaojing begged him on his own initiative, not because he wanted to give in to Luo Suxuan, he just gave Xiaojing a favor.

In this way, he just got up.

Reluctantly being led by the rope, he followed the corpses forward.

Originally, Lin Jinghong thought that Luo Suxuan's treatment of Xiaojing was just a whim and a whim.

It's the same as treating the furnace that he once imprisoned|imprisoned, picking. Yang. Replenishing. Yang, just play around.

It's just an old prostitute who fell in love with Xiao Jing's beauty.

But what surprised Lin Jinghong was that Luo Suxuan treated Xiaojing quite... How should I put it, he was quite caring.

Knowing that Xiaojing was injured, he asked the murderous corpse to carry Xiaojing away. The sun came out at noon, and the scorching sun made the ground hot.

Luo Suxuan didn't know what sorcery was used to make those murderous corpses no longer afraid of the sun.

As far as Lin Jinghong knew, most of the murderous corpses were afraid of the sun.

Not to mention walking under the sun, even if it is swept by the sun, it will be burned by the flames. If it is serious, it will be annihilated in flying ash in an instant.

Lin Jinghong wanted to ask many times how Luo Suxuan did it.

But he felt that even though he was a Taoist cultivator who became a monk halfway, he was also the young master of Linjian Villa.

The eldest brother is the well-known head of the Lin family villa, and the second brother is the most outstanding student of the Wuji Taoist Sect for a hundred years.

How can I be willing to degenerate myself, pull down my identity to discuss with an evil cultivator who does nothing. Evil. No. How to let the fierce corpse walk in the sun?

Lin Jinghong squinted at Luo Suxuan, his face full of hatred and sorrow.

He was dying of thirst, God knows why the sun is so big.

However, Luo Suxuan had been sitting on top of the murderous corpse with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

It can be said that Luo Suxuan fell asleep, and he seemed to have eyes behind his back. He ordered the murderous corpse to break a large banana leaf and put it on top of Xiaojing's head.

Avoid Xiaojing from burning his skin due to the scorching sun.Even patiently stopping every once in a while.

He ordered the murderous corpse to carry Xiaojing to rest under the shade of a tree.He also patiently asked him if he was thirsty or hungry.

Let's say Luo Suxuan was not asleep, Lin Jinghong was led away by him, his throat was almost smoking, and he was burned by the scorching sun, Jun's face was flushed, hot sweat dripped down, causing the scars on his face It hurts.

Due to lack of water, the lips were pale and chapped, with several bloody openings.

Lin Jinghong couldn't help licking and licking his lips, tasting the bloody smell in his mouth.

Although it is said that he spent several years of hard life hiding outside with his mother when he was young.

But that was also a long time ago.

Since A Niang was killed by the Hehuan Sect, the Lin family took him back.

Not only let him be the young master of the Lin family, but also provide him with delicious food and drink, and the two older brothers dote on him.

He has been pampered and pampered all these years, where has he suffered such a crime and suffered such a hardship?

Lin Jinghong stared bitterly at Luo Suxuan in front of him, seeing him slowly open his eyes, and with a light jump, he fell from the top of the murderous corpse to the ground.

He didn't even look at him at all, and went straight to the shade of the tree. Seeing Xiaojing clutching his right ankle, Luo Suxuan frowned, squatted down, and made a gesture to take off his shoes and socks to have a look.

Xiaojing hurriedly retracted his feet, shook his head and said, "Don't look! I'm fine, it doesn't hurt!"

"Don't move, take your hands away."

Luo Suxuan said in a deep voice, pushed Xiao Jing's hand away, held his right foot, and took off his shoes and socks.

The boy's slender and snow-white calf was exposed, but the ankle was wrapped with a white cloth, but blood still gushed out.

"Can this not hurt?"

Luo Suxuan raised her eyes, and her deep eyes stared straight at Xiaojing's face.

"It doesn't hurt... hiss."

Xiaojing shrank his feet in pain, and hurriedly said: "Don't press! It hurts a little!"

"I've never been injured before, so I don't bring wound medicine with me. If I walk two miles further, I'll almost enter the market town. I'll buy some medicine for you then."

In order to raise Xiao Jing's right leg, Luo Suxuan simply knelt down on one knee and put his foot on her own.

Xiao Jing was taken aback. Although he didn't read much, he still understood the truth that a man has gold under his knees.

He waved his hands quickly and stammered, "Get up, get up!"

"Heh, I never imagined that Luo Suxuan, a well-known evil cultivator in the cultivation world, would seduce and abduct young and beautiful teenagers like this in private!"

Although Lin Jinghong was tied up like a rice dumpling and his face and mouth were slashed, he still rolled his eyes and said sarcastically: "It's really a declining world, shameless, and moral degradation!"

After hearing this, Xiao Jing was about to say something, but Luo Suxuan said without even raising his head: "Xiao Jing, don't talk to fools, or it will lower your intelligence. Go and cut off his tongue, and he will I dare not scold you anymore."