After rebirth, the villain just wants to spoil his wife

"How could I put you in danger."

Nangong Ren hugged him into his arms and let Ying Jiu's head rest on his chest, "If it wasn't for Ying Qi who is closest to you and knows your every word and deed best, I would never let him pretend to be you to prevent mistakes. , the increase will make you worry."

Saying this, Nangong Ren felt jealous for no reason.

"With the Disguise Technique of the Thousand-faced Scholar, Ying Qi will not be easily seen through. He will be fine except for suffering."

Ying Jiu shook her head vigorously in Nangong Ren's arms, "This subordinate is really not worried about Ying Qi. In the subordinate's heart, the master is the most important thing."

Yingjiu has a dull personality and can't say nice words, let alone love words. This almost confession is his true feelings, without any impurities.

In Nangong Ren's ears, these words were undoubtedly the sound of nature.

"You really think I'm the most important."

Nangong Ren removed Ying Jiu from his embrace, and looked at him in surprise.

Ying Jiu nodded solemnly.

Although I knew that Yingjiu liked me, and Yingjiu's heart must be all about me, but hearing Yingjiu say this sentence with my own ears, I always feel different. She hugged her tightly in her arms, her face filled with satisfaction.

"Xiao Jiu is also the most important in my heart."

Nangong Ren is domineering and has a strong desire to possess. He only hopes that Ying Jiu will only have him in his heart, and he doesn't like anyone approaching Ying Jiu. His heart only allows him to accommodate Ying Qi who has a good relationship with Ying Jiu. Considering Ying Qi's many cares for Ying Jiu, he probably doesn't even have such a heart.

Ying Jiu blushed slightly, the initial panic gradually disappeared under the care of the master.

The two cuddled together in silence for a long while, feeling a little quiet about the years.

"The subordinate also wants to do something for the master."

Being protected and pampered by her master all the time, Ying Jiu felt that she was useless, and even gave birth to the illusion that she would be rejected by her master sooner or later.

Nangong Ren let go of Ying Jiu, not paying much attention, "What you have to do now is to protect yourself and take care of yourself, I don't need you."

Ying Jiu was extremely disappointed when he heard this, "This is the last thing a shadow guard should do as a master. The shadow guard must put his master first in everything."

Nangong Ren looked at Ying Jiu strangely, "Ying Jiu, do you still think of yourself as a shadow guard?"

Ying Jiu said nervously: "What is it that a subordinate is not a shadow guard?"

He doesn't know anything, and he can only be the master's shadow guard. The master doesn't think he is useless, so he shouldn't let him go. Ying Jiu looked at the master with dull eyes, showing a bit of sadness and grievance.

Looking at Ying Jiu's expression, it was obvious that people were thinking about it. Nangong Ren felt that he hated iron and steel, and knocked on Ying Jiu's forehead. The force was not light or heavy, but a red mark appeared on Ying Jiu's forehead.

"When I carried you all the way back to Qingfengyuan from this seat, you are not just a shadow guard. You can't change your words for a while. You like to call Master I Yiyou. I think that sooner or later, I will make you change your mind and give you a guard." In addition to thinking about your loyalty these years, the title is afraid that you will develop some inferiority complex for no reason, but in my heart, you are my lover, the other half of the master of the Qiongtian Temple, not some shadow guard, you understand What, Ying Jiu."

Ying Jiu's face was already red like a shrimp, her hands were buttoning up her clothes nervously, and she couldn't even speak, "How can my subordinate He De... just... dare not even think..."

The other half of the owner of the Qiongtian Temple is the head of the house, and Ying Jiu even Xiao feels guilty even thinking about it. Even if the owner loves him so much at this time, he still has never dreamed of that position.

"No, you have to think about it, and you have to think about it. Except for you, Ying Jiu, no one is qualified to walk side by side with me."

Ying Jiu's heart was pounding, it turned out that a person's heart can beat so fast and so passionately, it seemed as if it was going to come out of its mouth to express the most enthusiastic loyalty and love to the master he swore to be loyal to for the rest of his life, In this moment, Yingjiu's world seemed to have color again, it was the master's confessed love for him, he felt it.

"Why should you be so nice to your subordinates?"

For the first time, Ying Jiu took the initiative to get into the arms of her master, her eyes were moist and her voice was choked.

Nangong Ren hugged the man in a daze, he was not kind to Ying Jiu at all, he found out that Ying Jiu was good only after reliving his life, Ying Jiu had died once in exchange for treating him sincerely in this life, he couldn't do that He told Ying Jiu that he always felt ashamed of Ying Jiu.

"Because you deserve it!"

It was worth Nangong Ren's protection even at the cost of his life.

Ten days later, Nangong Ren went to Lishamen with Feiyu Zhuang's secret technique, but he was not afraid, and went alone.

When he arrived at Lisha Gate, Nangong Ren saw Jing Hongtian and Mei Hanxue, he still didn't say a word of nonsense, took out a blue book that looked quite old, and showed Jing Hongtian and Mei Hanxue a look.

"I want to see Ying Jiu."

Jing Hongtian and Mei Hanxue stared at the secret skill in Nangong Ren's hands with bright eyes, but they also knew that if Nangong Ren could see that Ying Jiu was safe, the other party would not hand over the secret skill easily. Method.

So Jing Hongtian ordered people to bring Ying Jiu without saying a word.

At the same time, Ying Qi, who was pretending to be Ying Jiu in the dungeon, was in a daze. Jing Xiao was a pervert, and he came to torture him for fun. It must be bloody by now.

The regular knocking sound suddenly sounded, the sound was very subtle, and people who hadn't heard this kind of sound too much would easily ignore it. This is the special code word for the shadow guards at the gate of death.

Ying Qi cheered up, and used his internal force to break the rope that bound him. They all thought that Ying Jiu didn't have the internal force of an ordinary rope to restrain Ying Jiu, so they didn't use a more secure chain, but they didn't know that Ying Jiu was Ying Qi. As long as you use a little internal force, you can break free.

Ying Qi tore off the cloth strips covering his eyes, unexpectedly dealt with the two guards, dragged his injured body forward, and met a few more guards on the way, but unfortunately the guards in the dungeon were not very good at martial arts In this way, even if Ying Qi is injured, he can easily deal with them, but the wounds are inevitably involved in the movements, and Ying Qi is sweating coldly in pain.

Walking out of the dungeon, Ying Qi didn't expect that it would be the sect master who would meet him, and Ying Qi felt that his wound hurt even more.

"Sect Master."

Yingqi wanted to kneel down and salute, but Qianying quickly pulled him up on his back, "Leave here first."

Qianying flew away with Ying Qi on his back, but Ying Qi was lying on the door master's back, his body was stiff and he did not dare to move, the injury on his body really hurt even more.

On the other side, a person from Lishamen hurried over and whispered a few words in Jing Hongtian's ear. Jing Hongtian's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Nangong Ren with unkind eyes.

"What is the meaning of the palace master Nan?"

Nangong Ren took a sip of tea leisurely, with a look of distaste on his face, "I don't understand what Master Jingmen means by this."

"You sent someone to kidnap Ying Jiu."

Nangong Ren pretended to be shocked and said, "What! Someone took Ying Jiu away? If I have this ability, why would I have to go to such lengths to steal Feiyu Zhuang's secret skills to make this deal with you? Now that Ying Jiu has been robbed and whereabouts I don’t know if it’s because of Master Jingmen’s dishonesty, but I don’t even think that I will hand over this secret skill.”

How could a duck with its beak let him fly, Jing Hongtian narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You can't help this!"

As soon as the words fell, Jing Hongtian and Mei Hanxue had a tacit understanding and attacked Nangong Ren at the same time. The three of them fought from the hall to the courtyard. The law is thrown upwards.

"Lishamen is really a good bandit, so what if I give you this secret skill!"

At this moment, Jing Hongtian and Mei Hanxue couldn't care about Nangong Ren any more, and their eyes followed the secret skill that was thrown into the sky. The two jumped up and reached out to catch it, but Mei Hanxue got it first. Secret skills.

Mei Hanxue couldn't wait to open the secret technique, but it was blank without a single word. Only then did the two realize that they had been fooled.

Nangong Ren had long since disappeared, but the other party's wanton laughter came from the air, "Do you really think that I will be so stupid as to bring the real secret skills? Yingjiu is fine, if there is any mistake, this account This seat must be counted on Li Shamen's head!"

With an extremely ugly face, Jing Hongtian snatched the fake secret skill from Mei Hanxue's hand, and turned it into powder with internal force as if venting his anger.

After Ying Qi was brought back, she recuperated in a hospital in Feiyuzhuang. Ying Jiu came to visit Ying Qi after learning about this.

"It's all skin trauma, it doesn't matter."

"This bottle of wound medicine may be more effective, you take it."

Ying Jiu handed Ying Qi a porcelain vase engraved with blue and white. He always felt that Ying Qi was more or less injured because of him. If Ying Qi hadn’t pretended to be him, he wouldn’t have been tortured by Jing Xiao’s revenge. Ying Jiu felt guilty. .

Just looking at the appearance, you can tell that it is a valuable wound medicine. Ying Qi took it and put it on the tip of his nose, and immediately understood it, "Qiong Lu?"

Yingjiu nodded.

Qionglu is a holy medicine for treating trauma. Not only is it rare and precious to make medicinal materials, but it also takes a lot of time to make. The Zuohe Sect Master of Shengmen may not be able to make a bottle of Qionglu in a few months. This medicine is precious. As far as I know, Ying Qi was only fortunate to have been awarded Qionglu once, so he knew the taste of Qionglu.

"This medicine is so precious, you should keep it for yourself."

Ying Qi wanted to return Qiong Lu to Ying Jiu, but Ying Jiu shook her head and refused, "I don't need such a good medicine at all, it would be a waste to me."

He accidentally bumped this bottle of Qionglu and scratched his hand, so the owner nervously used such precious Qionglu to medicine him, and then even gave him Qionglu as a reward in case he It's very urgent to use it again, but Qiong Lu is not useful for such an insignificant injury. Ying Jiu has been carrying it with her very preciously, but she has no intention of using it.

"Thanks."

Ying Qi no longer shirks, and accepts Qiong Lu.

At this moment, Qianying strode in with a bowl of medicine in his hand, and when Ying Qi saw Qianying, he became extremely nervous, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

"Sect Master."

"Drink medicine."

Qianying put the medicine bowl in front of Yingqi.

"Yes."

Ying Qi didn't dare to talk nonsense, let alone delay, took the medicine bowl and gulped it down, not even caring about the strong bitterness.

However, Ying Qi was not the only one who was nervous. As soon as Qian Ying entered the door, Ying Jiu sensed the aura of the sect master. He was also nervous and at a loss, holding the cane tightly in his hand and not even daring to lift his head.

"Sect Master."

Qianying glanced at Ying Jiu, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but no one saw him wearing a mask, "You are no longer the Shadow Guard of the Gate of Death, you don't need to call me the Gate Master anymore."

If counted strictly, Ying Jiu could still be considered half of his master, Qianying couldn't help but twitched the corners of his eyes.

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