After rebirth, the villain just wants to spoil his wife

When Ying Jiu woke up, his expression was in a trance for a moment. He didn't know when it was, but the pain behind him showed what he had experienced last night. Ying Jiu woke up instantly, and then blushed.

Although it is not the first time he has done that kind of thing with his master, it is the first time that the master vented completely unilaterally, and there is no comfort at all. Last night, the master was very gentle, which also made him experience the joy brought by it. happy.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and Nangong Ren walked in.

"Wake up."

Nangong Ren walked to the bedside: "Can I still get up, it's time for lunch."

Did he sleep so late? Ying Jiu's face was hot, and he nodded indiscriminately: "Your subordinate, get up now, hiss~"

Even though Nangong Ren was gentle enough last night, the place that wasn't suitable for Cheng Huan was still injured after a night of torture. Ying Jiu moved too fast just now and accidentally pulled the wound, and immediately gasped in pain.

Nangong Ren immediately pressed Ying Jiu's body: "Don't move, I'll help you get dressed."

The master helped him dress not once or twice, from the panic when he opened the incense card, to the calmness now.Yingjiu didn't refuse, and cooperated with his master to get dressed, but shoes and socks have always been Yingjiu's bottom line, no matter what the master said, he just refused to let the master help him put them on. In his opinion, carrying shoes for others is the most inferior talent I will do it, if it is boudoir love/interest for the master to help him dress, then it is absolutely unacceptable to wear shoes and socks.

After Ying Jiu finished wearing the shoes, Nangong Ren covered Ying Jiu's eyes with a three-finger-wide strip of black cloth, and slapped the two ends on the back of Ying Jiu's head.

Ying Jiu didn't know, so she lightly touched the cloth strip covering her eyes with her finger: "Master, this is..."

"Zuo He said that your eyes are not suitable for exposure to strong light, and deliberately soaked this cloth with medicine for more than a month, which is good for your eyes."

Ying Jiu smelled a faint scent of medicine, which probably came from the cloth strip.

"In the future, except for rest at night, don't pick it off casually."

"Yes, my subordinates remember it."

After a simple wash, the servants set up lunch, most of which were light and nutritious. Nangong Ren also asked someone to prepare two soft cushions for Ying Jiu to rest on. Embarrassed again.

Just halfway through lunch, Qianying came to report.

Nangong Ren avoided Qianying's gift, and Yingjiu immediately put down his bowl and chopsticks, with his hands resting on his knees, nervously at a loss. Qianying is his boss, and he is a strict and selfless existence at the gate of death. Many shadow guards are afraid of it. The sect master, including Ying Jiu, is no exception. Even though he is no longer a shadow guard, he has no less fear and respect for Qianying.

Ying Jiu was even afraid that the sect master would call him a charmer in the next moment, and then send him to the torture hall to receive his punishment!

In fact, Qianying just glanced in Yingjiu's direction inadvertently, and there was no unnecessary action. After all, whoever the master favors has nothing to do with him, even if this person is his former subordinate.

"Everything has been done according to the order of the palace master. Wu Ning has been locked in the dungeon, waiting for the palace master to send him."

Nangong Ren gently stroked Ying Jiu's clenched hand with one hand under the table, opened the other's fingers and stuffed his own hand into Ying Jiu's palm.

Ying Jiu was slightly startled, and then understood what the master meant. The master saw that his nervousness was comforting him. Ying Jiu's heart was as sweet as eating a candy, dispelling the nervousness, and holding the master's hand back.

"What did the old thing say?"

"When the subordinates brought people to arrest Wu Ning, Wu Ning shouted that he was wronged and asked to see the Hall Master. He wanted to confront the Hall Master face to face."

Nangong Ren sneered disdainfully: "I don't have the time to spare, I will leave this matter to you to handle Wu Ning, you can kill or cut as you like, by the way, how about Wu Lin?"

Last night, Nangong Ren's substitute was a shadow guard from the death gate. He couldn't see anything clearly. The shadow guard left before Wu Lin woke up the next day. Wu Lin naturally thought that he had a relationship with him last night. It was Nangong Ren who fell the phoenix, but Qianying locked him into the dungeon together.

Nangong Ren's expression was light: "At any rate, your subordinate has been married to someone for one night, so I rewarded Wu Lin to your subordinate."

"The subordinates think it's not right, so Wu Lin can tell at a glance that he was coerced by Wu Ning. If he doesn't cut the grass and root it out, it's hard to guarantee what he will do in the future."

Nangong Ren said coldly: "If he can't even control a trash, he will be a shadow guard for nothing."

There is no doubt about the fighting power of the shadow guard, and it is more than enough to deal with Wu Lin. With the vengeful personality of the palace master, he doesn't want Wu Lin to have a better life, just in case Wu Lin's martial arts must be abolished.

"Yes, my subordinates obey."

"If it's okay, you can go down first."

"Yes, my subordinates retire."

After Qianying left, Nangong Ren lightly squeezed Ying Jiu's face, and it felt quite good.

"Afraid of Qianying?"

The gentleness of the voice is completely different from the indifference and coldness just now.

Yingjiu nodded.

"You are a member of this seat, what are you afraid of him doing?"

"The master of the sect has high martial arts skills, and is a role model and role model for his subordinates and others."

To put it bluntly, the sect master has strong martial arts skills and is unselfish, we are all afraid of him.

Nangong Ren also knew that Qianying was a living king of Hades, not only the shadow guards at the gate of death were afraid of him, but even Zuo He and Luo Antong were afraid of him, Ying Jiu was also a shadow guard, so it was reasonable to feel awe of Qianying.Nangong Rensui stopped being entangled in this and comforted Ying Jiu a few words, and continued to serve food for others.

After lunch, the servants cleared the dining table. Nangong Ren spared time to accompany Yingjiu when Wu Ning had something to do. It was a bit windy today, and the two of them put all kinds of chilled fruits beside the shade of a tree. Nangong Ren Holding Yingjiu with one arm, feeding fruit into the man's mouth with the other.

After a while, Ying Jiu asked a question that he had always wanted to ask in his heart.

"Master, you sent Wu Ning away, but you found evidence of his collusion with Lishamen?"

After all, Wu Ning is the master of Suzaku Hall, if there is no definite evidence, he can't move easily, but the master was still dealing with Wu Ning last night, why did he arrest him today.

"The old man was so shrewd that he didn't leave any evidence," Nangong Ren said disdainfully: "It's just evidence. He thought that I can't do anything about him? He wants the evidence and I just give it to him."

Yingjiu understood in an instant that the so-called evidence must have been forged by the master. Now that he knew that Wu Ning and Li Shamen had colluded, the only thing left was to prove it. It is indeed the master who forged the evidence to convince the other party. The master is such a special person. A person who doesn't play cards according to common sense.

But although the evidence is false, it is true that Wu Ning betrayed his master, and it is not wronged him.

Nangong Ren had a dream. He dreamed of his previous life, the burning sky palace.

How long has it been since he had this kind of dream? When he was reborn, he fell into the nightmare of his previous life every three days. Only by hugging the people around him could he gradually calm down his fear, and then gradually he could no longer dream. In the previous life, he thought he had got rid of the nightmare of the previous life, but he didn't expect that after a while, he dreamed back to the previous life again.

Nangong Ren knew it was a dream, but he couldn't wake up. This time he floated in the air like a ghost, and saw the whole view of the Qiongtian Temple. The fire was devouring the Qiongtian Temple bit by bit. The sound of fighting and the impact of weapons resounded across the sky, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of burning was disgusting.

Nangong Ren was wandering around, seeing all the tragic scenes without any disturbance in his heart. He had seen this scene too much, and he had already become numb.He came to a place again, this place he knew, it was the place where he took Nine Returns to Qingfengyuan when he was just reborn.

The same dilapidation, the same darkness, and there is no warmth at all under the faint light of the fire.

Nangong Ren saw Ying Qi rushing over and stuffed a bag of things into Ying Jiu's hands.

"Lishamen brings people to attack, you leave quickly!"

Ying Jiu firmly grasped Ying Qi's wrist, and asked eagerly, "Where's the master?"

"I broke up with the master, and now I'm going to look for the master, Ying Jiu, it's useless for you to stay here, you can go away while no one is paying attention."

Ying Jiu was originally an abandoned shadow guard, even if he left, no one would find out.

Ying Qi dragged Ying Jiu to a safe place.

"Ying Jiu, it's not worth putting your life here, so leave now!"

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to catch up with Ying Jiu, Ying Qi selfishly wants Ying Jiu to live well.

Nangong Ren looked at Ying Qi who turned to leave, and at Ying Jiu who was stunned on the spot, Ying Jiu was still holding tightly the money bag Ying Qi gave him, Ying Qi was afraid that he would escape at this time After leaving, he didn't have any money, so he deliberately gave Yingjiu his money bag.

Nangong Ren also fell into a moment of confusion, his first reaction was that Ying Jiu didn't leave, he came back again.

Indeed, Ying Jiu failed Ying Qi's kindness and did not leave.

When the screen turned, Nangong Ren saw Ying Jiu holding a bamboo stick and stumbling in the vaulted palace full of corpses.

Suddenly tripping over a corpse, Nangong Ren subconsciously wanted to catch Ying Jiu's fallen body, but Ying Jiu went straight through his body and fell to the ground.

As if feeling something, Ying Jiu groped for the corpse that tripped him, Nangong Ren saw the appearance of the corpse, it was Ying Qi.

Nangong Ren remembered that Ying Qi from the previous life voluntarily stayed behind after joining him to give him a chance to escape, and then never came back.

Ying Jiu and Ying Qi had known each other since they were teenagers, they were companions and brothers, and even best friends, just by touching the corpse's cheek, Ying Jiu confirmed that this person was Ying Qi.Ying Jiu sat paralyzed on the ground, and sat next to Ying Qi's corpse with a dazed expression. He didn't shed tears or even feel sad. The Qiongtian Palace was in crisis. As the master's personal bodyguard, this was the best destination. He deserved to die. He just had a A little bit regretful, regretful that Ying Qi took care of him for so many years, but he didn't have time to formally thank humanity.

Ying Jiu held one of Ying Qi's hands, the hand that belonged to Ying Qi had already turned cold, Ying Jiu murmured to herself "Ying Qi" in a very low voice, as if afraid of waking her up Who is average.

Nangong Ren felt bad, seeing Ying Jiu like this made him very sad, and at the same time, he envied Ying Qi a little bit. In the past few years, Ying Qi had been with Ying Jiu, and Ying Jiu still had Ying Qi's place in his heart. He, Nangong Ren, was the bastard who hurt Ying Jiu.

Nangong Ren reached out and held Ying Jiu's hand holding Ying Qi, his forehead touched Ying Jiu's head and said softly, "It's all right, Ying Jiu, everything has started again."

The picture suddenly changed sharply, Nangong Ren held the lifeless Ying Jiu in his arms, his pupils shrank unbelievably, as if rebirth was just a dream, he returned to reality, Ying Jiu died!

"No, no, ah—!!"

Nangong Ren's voice was hoarse, and his voice burst through the sky with unwillingness and despair!

The author has something to say:

Which one sounds better, cloth strips, cloth silk, or cloth tape?I feel that any one of them is a bit of a play (laughing and crying)