The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

After Qianmian's figure disappeared, Xie Jinghong sat alone in the quiet and quiet hall, tapping on the armrest of the throne with his fingertips.

Hero to save beauty?Heck, Master would be fooled by such a clichéd scheme?

Xie Jinghong didn't take it seriously, he pondered for a moment, and then gently stroked the cloth under his palm.This is the clothes that Shizun took out from the Qiankun bag with him, maybe... it was worn by Shizun.

Thinking of this, his eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but hugged his sleeves into his arms, curled up on the throne, and sniffed lightly in satisfaction.

Lin Konglu saw this scene through the short-range live broadcast of the system, the tips of his ears turned red, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

This little pervert, ah no, is this little devil so... idiot?

But when Xie Jinghong came to see him again at night, he looked normal again, but his face was still a little pale.

Half a month later, Lin Konglu no longer had seizures every day. Although Xie Jinghong came every day, it was not all for that kind of thing.If the peach blossoms were not in bloom, he would take a jade slip and sit by the window, seemingly looking at the jade slip, but actually peeking at Lin Konglu from the corner of his eye.

When Lin Konglu fell asleep, he walked to the bed, and unscrupulously traced the outline of the other party with his eyes.

Lin Konglu ignored him at first, but now that he guessed that the other party was protecting him from the lightning disaster, and the double cultivation also gave him a cultivation base, he naturally felt complicated, and he was no longer as before.

"Are you... injured?" He frowned, and spoke for the first time, and he didn't use the deliberate and distant title of "Demon Lord".

Xie Jinghong was used to pretending to be cold and stiff in front of him these days, so she subconsciously wanted to say: What's the matter?Thinking that the deity is injured, you can take the opportunity to escape?

But when the words were almost out of his mouth, Qianmian's reminder echoed in his ears——

"My lord, there is a saying that 'softness can overcome strength', you have been forcing it, let alone no emotion, even if you have feelings, they will be exhausted, even if they are not exhausted, a decent sword cultivator like Sect Master Lin is arrogant in his bones, He's been treated like this all the time...it's definitely not going to come out on the surface, if you don't be gentle with him, maybe it will work."

Be gentle?Xie Jinghong twirled these words on the tip of his tongue.

That's right, it was to save the master before, and the situation was urgent, so he was forced like that.Now Master no longer has seizures every day, and even his cultivation level has improved a lot, it seems... there is no need for that anymore.

His eyes were dim, and suddenly he pressed his heart and coughed twice, then looked at Lin Konglu with burning eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, master... are you worried about me?"

Lin Konglu: ...but he will climb along the pole.

But he naturally wouldn't admit it, he only looked at Xie Jinghong with complicated eyes, then looked at the spiritual fruit on the table beside him, and said as calmly as possible: "There are a lot of spiritual fruits sent today, if you are unwell, you can eat it some."

Xie Jinghong's eyes suddenly brightened a lot, he looked at him fixedly, and after a long time said softly: "Okay."

Although nothing happened that night, the two of them seemed to be closer than when they had contact at a negative distance all night.

After Lin Konglu fell asleep, Xie Jinghong even quietly climbed onto the bed and pulled him into his arms.Lin Konglu seemed to wake up halfway, but he didn't seem to be fully awake. He only looked at him dimly, and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

In the early morning of the next day, when Xie Jinghong left the dormitory, he felt like he was stepping on cotton, which was more erratic than when he first had a master. Even when he saw the bloody crow on the dead tree, he thought this dark guy was cute.

It seems that Qianmian's method is clichéd, but it does seem to be somewhat effective.

He raised his lips slightly, dazzled by the momentary success, raised his hand to flick a ball of black devil energy to feed the blood crow, and ordered: "Go and tell Qianmian that the plan he said yesterday is right, let him make appropriate arrangements. "

The blood crow swallowed the devilish energy in one gulp, his round eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he flapped his wings and flew away with a "crack".

So a few days later, when Lin Konglu was sitting alone drinking tea in the pavilion outside the bedroom, he was accidentally attacked.

He was not injured, because Xie Jinghong appeared just in time, took him into his arms, and killed the assassin at the same time, and he accidentally got hurt a little bit.

Lin Konglu was speechless. The reason why he stayed here after breaking the thin chain was because Xie Jinghong set up a powerful barrier from the sleeping hall to the demon temple.Even a sword cultivator who has already transformed into a god can't get out, how did the assassin break in?

It was hard for him not to see through such an obvious arrangement.

Xie Jinghong still asked nervously at this moment: "Are you okay?"

Lin Konglu was helpless, pretending to be indifferent, looked at him and said: "It's nothing, but there is no need to arrange these tricks in the future."

Xie Jinghong froze, Lin Konglu said again: "I don't like being cheated."

Xie Jinghong's face turned pale, and he lowered his eyes slightly, but Lin Konglu said at this moment: "By the way, you said before that you would let me go in a month, so it still counts?"

"When did I say that?" Xie Jinghong raised his head immediately.

Lin Konglu: "..."

He didn't speak, just took out a picture stone.

"...When the interest is over, I will naturally let you go and stop pestering you. If you are obedient, you will be free within a month at most..."

The casual tone came out, exactly what Xie Jinghong said 20 days ago.

Xie Jinghong's face was extremely ugly, the line of his lips was tense, and the hand holding Lin Konglu's wrist was unconsciously clenched.

Lin Konglu slowly opened his hand, and said in a light tone: "You must keep your word."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving Xie Jinghong standing alone like a stone sculpture.

Not long after, a figure with thousands of faces suddenly appeared, kneeling on the ground with one knee, his voice was hoarse and gloomy, but he couldn't hide his joy: "My lord, this subordinate's arrangement this time..."

"Go back to Wuwang City." Xie Jinghong glanced at him, with the same light tone, striding past him.

Qianmian: "?" This shouldn't be.

After Lin Konglu returned to his dormitory, 0687 asked curiously, "It didn't develop well before, why did it suddenly become stiff again?"

Lin Konglu sighed: "Do you think the blackening value has dropped these days?"

0687: "No."

Lin Konglu: "So easing is useless, we have to use another method." He remembered that Xie Jinghong was... trembling, and he might not like this kind of gentle development.

0687:"……"

Ten days passed in a flash, and Xie Jinghong became more and more anxious these days.

After the hero failed to save the beauty that day, he suddenly discovered that even though Master had softened his attitude towards him, he never thought about being with him again.Maybe the other party just noticed that he helped to ward off the thunder disaster and didn't want to owe him. The gentleness these days is just compensation.

But he regretted it. He didn't want to let the other party go as he said at the beginning, and he would never have anything to do with it again.

On the tenth night, he was dressed in a black robe, and went to see Lin Konglu in a gloomy manner.

After meeting, he stared blankly at the other party again, and remained silent for a long time, until Lin Konglu couldn't bear to speak first, then he said in a hoarse voice, "Can you not leave?"

The corner of Lin Konglu's mouth twitched slightly, and he almost said "If you don't leave, you will support me".

After regaining his senses, he frowned and asked back: "If you don't leave, will you stay in the magic palace forever? Or are you going to break your promise?"

Stupid apprentice, the point is not whether you can leave or not, but that you quickly lose all the blackening points.

Xie Jinghong looked at him with a dry voice: "I said I would let you go, but the premise is that you have to be obedient..."

Lin Konglu's face turned cold, and he said indifferently: "I don't seem to have disobeyed the Demon Lord recently..."

But his back suddenly started to heat up, and the bedroom was soon filled with the fragrance of flowers.

He froze immediately, his face ugly.

Xie Jinghong also realized something, his eyes were dark, and he approached slowly.

"The peach blossoms are blooming." He said in a hoarse voice, "The Immortal Venerable was not disobedient before, but the month is not over yet, who knows...will he be disobedient tonight?"

He slowly pressed Lin Konglu's shoulder, felt the trembling under his palm, but firmly pushed him to the soft quilt, leaned over to his ear, and said softly: "I want the immortal tonight, call me Husband."

Lin Konglu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Xie Jinghong's eyes were dark, and he suddenly squeezed his chin tightly, and kissed him frantically.

He seems to regard this as the last meeting in this life, like holding a driftwood, crazy and can't retreat.Later, he even lightly pressed the other person's lower abdomen, his eyes were dark and paranoid: "Immortal Venerable is slightly bulging here, will she be pregnant with my child? Do you want to leave even if you have a child?"

Lin Konglu was about to collapse, but Xie Jinghong gently kissed away the trembling teardrops on his eyelashes, coaxing in a low voice: "Call me husband..."

He repeated it over and over again. When Lin Konglu was confused, he finally called out "Husband", and after falling asleep, he whispered softly: "Jinghong..."

Xie Jinghong was shocked, and when he suddenly realized what he had done, pain flashed across his eyes.

He hugged Lin Konglu tightly, as if he wanted to rub the other into his flesh and blood with great strength, and hot tears fell on the other's neck.

At this point, he and the master...is it impossible?

The next day, Lin Konglu woke up in the afternoon, and when he got up, he found that his waist was not sore and his legs were not hurting. Thanks again, this is the world of cultivation, and there are many panacea.

Of course, the most important thing is that the apprentice is rich and wealthy.

Thinking of his apprentice, he remembered those words of "giving birth" and "calling a husband" last night, his face turned red, and he cursed secretly in his heart: little pervert.

He tidied up his clothes and regained his immortal demeanor.

When he walked out of the dormitory, the blood crow on the dead tree immediately flew over, "quack" yelled: "Beauty Master, the master asked me to send you away."

Lin Konglu: "..." If there is any owner, there will be any pet.

But Xie Jinghong didn't send him off in person?Oh, don't regret this kid.

"Ding, the target blackening value is 20, and the current blackening value is 56.1." 0687 broadcast slowly at this time, and explained: "It dropped last night."

Lin Konglu: "..." As expected, it's the shaking of m, and the blackening value will be lost only when abused.

He flicked his sleeves calmly, and left with the blood crow leading the way.

As for why he left so simply... Xie Jinghong's favorability has broken the upper limit, and he doesn't believe that the other party will really give up.

Xie Jinghong stood at the highest point of the Demon God's Temple and watched Lin Konglu leave with his own eyes, but when the blood crow flew back, he asked again uncertainly: "He left?"

Blood Crow nodded his head and said with an "ang": "Let's go."

It had just finished work for its master, and its tone was unavoidably cheerful, but it pierced Xie Jinghong's wounded heart, directly controlled the magic energy, pinched it up, and threw it out.

"Gah—" the blood crow screamed.

Xie Jinghong was expressionless, and even knocked its falling feathers away, but thinking of Lin Konglu, he murmured again: "That's fine, this way... Master won't be sad anymore."

He should be very happy to return to Cangxuanzong.

Xie Jinghong subconsciously thought about it, but his heart was very blocked.

Outside the magic palace, the thrown blood crow spun a few times in the air, and hit Qianmian who was about to enter the palace with a "slap".

Qianmian picked it up curiously: "Have you made a mistake again in front of the Lord?"

Blood Crow shook his head violently: "I just did a beautiful thing." Then he asked: "Didn't you go to Wuwang City?"

Qianmian was embarrassed, he couldn't stand the pain, and wanted to come back and struggle again.

"Let me ask you, are you okay with the master Lin?" He asked in a low voice.

Xue Crow became depressed when he mentioned this matter, and said roughly: "Let's go, the master asked me to send him away."

"Gone?" Qian Mian was shocked.

"Ang." Blood Crow nodded his head, "I just went to do this, but when I reported it, the master threw me out..."

Qian Mian thought to himself, then this is the lord's love, why did he let people go?Could it be that Sect Leader Lin couldn't save face, nor could Master Lin, so he froze?

Then if he helps the master go up and coax people back, wouldn't it be another meritorious deed?

The Lord can't save face, but he can.

Thinking about it this way, Qianmian hurriedly asked Lin Konglu's whereabouts, then threw the blood crow back to the Demon Palace, and then swayed himself, turning into the Demon Lord's version of Xie Jinghong.

In order to wait for Xie Jinghong, Lin Konglu walked slowly all the way.

When passing by Shijiang Village again, a strong demonic aura suddenly appeared in front of him, and then the figure of "Xie Jinghong" slowly walked out of the demonic aura.

Lin Konglu stopped Yujian and looked at him calmly.

"Xie Jinghong" was also looking at him, and after a long confrontation, he slowly said, "Ma'am, I was wrong."

Lin Konglu: "..."

"Xie Jinghong": "Please give me another chance, come back with me."

Qianmian didn't understand, it was such a simple matter to apologize and admit his mistake, yet his Patriarch couldn't handle it even after a whole month of tossing around, tsk, it must be because he took too much face when chasing his wife.

He coughed lightly, and said again: "Madam, I..."

The veins on Lin Konglu's forehead were throbbing, but at this moment, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura approaching, he couldn't help but slightly hooked the corners of his lips, hooked his hands to "Xie Jinghong" in front of him, and said meaningfully: "You come here first."

Qianmian suddenly felt hopeful, and hurriedly stepped forward.

Lin Konglu raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch the magic pattern on his face, and sighed, "Jinghong..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his hand, "Xie Jinghong" in front of him was strangled by a wave of devilish energy, and fell on the opposite tree.

Qianmian snorted.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Jinghong's cold voice came: "Who did you call Madam just now?"

Lin Konglu turned his head, and saw Xie Jinghong in a black outfit, with a long sword on his waist, and a large red silk umbrella in his hand.

Seeing him, Xie Jinghong lightly raised the edge of his umbrella and smiled at him: "Master, long time no see."

His face was clean, without any magic lines, black hair and black eyes, beautiful but fierce, just like the young swordsman he saw when he came to Shijiang Village after Lin Konglu came through, just after he came to Shijiang Village.