The male protagonist I trashed is reborn [quickly wear]

Chapter 156-160

Chapter 156 The ruthless master 28

After the thousand-faced figure disappeared, Xie Jinghong sat alone in the quiet and lonely palace, tapping the armrest of the throne with his fingertips.

A hero saves a beauty? Hey, Master, would you fall for such a clichéd plan?

Xie Jinghong didn't take it seriously. He condensed for a moment and then gently touched the fabric under his palm. These are the clothes that Master took out from the Qiankun bag that he carried with him. Maybe... they were worn by Master.

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

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

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

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

Half a month later, Lin Konglu no longer had attacks every day. Although Xie Jinghong came every day, it was not all for that kind of thing. If the peach blossoms did not bloom, he would take a jade slip and sit by the window, seemingly looking at the jade slip, but in fact he was secretly peeping at Lin Konglu with his peripheral vision.

After Lin Konglu fell asleep, he walked to the bed and traced the other person's outline with his eyes unscrupulously.

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

"Are you...injured?" He frowned and spoke proactively for the first time, without using the deliberately distant title of "Demon Lord".

Xie Jinghong was used to pretending to be cold and cool in front of him these days, so he subconsciously wanted to say: What? Do you think you can take the opportunity to escape if I am injured?

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

"Lord, as the saying goes, 'softness overcomes strength', you have been forcing yourself. Don't say you have no feelings. Even if you have feelings, they will be worn away. Even if you don't have any feelings, they will be worn away." After spending time, a decent swordsman like Master Lin is arrogant in his heart. He has been treated like this... It will definitely not make him happy. If you don't treat him more gently, maybe it will be effective. "

Be gentler? " Xie Jinghong rolled these words on the tip of his tongue.

Also, it was because I was trying to save Master and the situation was urgent, so I was so forced. Now that Master no longer has attacks every day, and his cultivation level has even improved a lot, it seems... there is no need to do that anymore.

His eyes darkened, and he suddenly held his heart and coughed twice, then looked at Lin Konglu with burning eyes, and said hoarsely: "I'm fine, master... are you worried about me?"

Lin Konglu: ...that's true. Climb along the pole.

But naturally he would not admit it. He only looked at Xie Jinghong with complicated eyes, then looked at the spiritual fruits on the table beside him, and said as calmly as possible: "There are a lot of spiritual fruits delivered today. If you feel unwell, you can eat them." More."

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

Although nothing happened this night, the two of them seemed more distant than before. Still close.

After Lin Konglu fell asleep, Xie Jinghong even climbed onto the bed quietly and held him in his arms. Lin Konglu seemed to wake up in the middle of the night, but he didn't seem to be fully awake. He only glanced at him dimly, then quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

The next morning, when Xie Jinghong left the dormitory, he felt as if his feet were stepping on cotton. He was even more erratic than when he had his master for the first time. Even when he saw the blood crow on the dead tree, he thought this dark guy was cute.

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

He raised his lips slightly, and was carried away by the momentary success. He raised his hand and flicked a ball of black magic energy to the blood crow, and ordered: "Go and tell Qianmian that the strategy he mentioned yesterday is correct, and let him arrange it appropriately. "

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

So a few days later, while Lin Konglu was sitting alone drinking tea in a pavilion outside the dormitory, he was unexpectedly attacked.

He was not injured, because Xie Jinghong appeared in time, took him into his arms, and killed the assassin at the same time. He was accidentally injured.

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 bedroom to the Demon Temple. He, a sword cultivator who has reached the stage of becoming a god, can't get out. How did the assassin break in?

It was difficult for him to see through such an obvious arrangement.

Xie Jinghong was still nervous and asked: "Are you okay?"

Lin Konglu was helpless, pretending to be indifferent, looked at him and said: "Nothing, but there is no need to arrange such tricks in the future."

Xie Jinghong froze, Lin Konglu said again Said: "I don't like to be lied to."

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

"When did I say that?" Xie Jinghong looked up immediately.

Lin Konglu: "..."

He didn't say anything and only took out a shadow stone.

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

The casual tone came out. It was Xie Jinghong who said it twenty days ago. if.

Xie Jinghong's face was extremely ugly, his lip lines were tight, and the hand holding Lin Konglu's wrist tightened unconsciously.

However, Lin Konglu slowly opened his hand and said in a light tone: "Keep your word."

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving Xie Jinghong standing there like a stone sculpture.

Not long after, the figure of Qian Mian suddenly appeared, kneeling on the ground, his voice was rough and sinister, but he could not hide his joy: "My lord, my subordinate's arrangements this time..."

"Go back to Wuwang City." Thank you. Jinghong glanced at him, his tone was equally light, and he strode past him.

Qianmian: "?" This shouldn't be the case.

After Lin Konglu returned to his dormitory, 0687 asked curiously: "We were not developing well before, so why did we suddenly have a stalemate?"

Lin Konglu sighed: "Have you seen that the blackening value has dropped in the past few days?"

0687: "No."

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

0687: "..."

Ten days passed by in a blink of an eye, 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 his master had softened his attitude toward him, he never thought about being with him again. Maybe the other party just noticed that he helped to prevent the thunder disaster and didn't want to owe him. The gentleness these days was just compensation.

But he regretted it. He didn't want to let the other party leave and have nothing to do with him from now on, as he said at the beginning.

On the night of the tenth day, he was dressed in black robes and went to see Lin Konglu in total darkness.

After meeting each other, he stared at the other person blankly and said nothing for a long time. It was not until Lin Konglu couldn't help but wanted to speak first that he said in a hoarse voice: "Can you not leave?"

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

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

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

Xie Jinghong looked at him and said in a dry voice: "I said I would let you go, but only if you are obedient..."

Lin Konglu's face turned colder and he said indifferently: "I don't seem to have disobeyed the devil recently. Dear..."

But his back suddenly started to feel hot, and the fragrance of flowers soon filled the bedroom.

He froze immediately and looked ugly.

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

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

He slowly pressed Lin Konglu's shoulders. , noticed the trembling under his palms, but firmly pushed the other person to the soft quilt, leaned over his ear, and whispered softly: "I want the immortal to call me husband tonight."

Lin Konglu opened his eyes suddenly, not daring to Look at him believingly.

Xie Jinghong's eyes darkened, and he suddenly pinched his chin and kissed him like a crazy nibble.

He seemed to regard this as the last encounter in his life, like holding a piece of driftwood, madly unable to retreat. Later, he even lightly pressed the opponent's lower abdomen, with dark and paranoid eyes: "The Immortal Lord is slightly bulging here, will he be pregnant with my child? Do you want to leave even if you have a child?"

Lin Konglu was about to collapse, but he was surprised Hongque gently kissed away the quivering tears on his eyelashes and coaxed in a low voice: "Call me husband..."

He repeated it over and over again. When Lin Konglu's will was blurred, he finally called out "husband". After falling asleep, he called out "husband" again. He whispered softly: "Jinghong..."

Xie Jinghong was shocked. After he suddenly realized what he had done, pain flashed in his eyes.

He hugged Lin Konglu tightly, with such strength that he felt like he was rubbing the other person into his bones and blood, and hot tears fell into the other person's neck.

At this point, is it impossible for him and his master...?

The next day, Lin Konglu woke up in the afternoon. When he got up, he found that his waist was not sore and his legs were not hurting. He thanked again that this is a world of cultivation and there are many miraculous medicines.

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

Thinking of his apprentice, he also thought of those words like "giving birth to a baby" and "calling me husband" last night. His face suddenly turned red and he cursed 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 and screamed: "Beautiful Master, the master asked me to send you away."

Lin Konglu: "..." It is true that there are pets for every master. .

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 announced slowly at this time, and explained: "It dropped last night."

Lin Konglu: "..." Sure enough, it was a shackle, and it was dropped after being tortured. Darkening value.

He calmly flicked his sleeves and left with the Blood Crow who led the way.

As for why he left so simply... Xie Jinghong's favorability level had exceeded the upper limit. He didn't believe that the other party would really give up.

Xie Jinghong stood at the highest point of the Demon Temple and looked out. He obviously watched Lin Konglu leave with his own eyes, but when Blood Crow flew back, he asked again uncertainly: "He left?"

Blood Crow nodded, " "Ang" said: "Let's go."

It had just finished doing the work for its master, and its tone was inevitably cheerful, but unexpectedly, it poked Xie Jinghong's wounded heart, and directly controlled the demonic energy to pick it up and throw it away.

"Gah——" Blood Crow screamed.

Xie Jinghong's face was expressionless, and even its falling feathers flew away, but thinking of the Linkong Deer, he murmured: "This is good, this way... the master will not be sad anymore."

Returning to Cangxuan Sect, he should I'll be happy.

Xie Jinghong thought subconsciously, but his heart was severely blocked.

Outside the Demonic Palace, the thrown Blood Crow spun around in the air several times and hit Qianmian who was about to enter the palace.

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

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

Qianmian Embarrassing, it's not like he can't stand the pain and wants to come back and struggle again.

"Let me ask you, how are you doing with Master Lin?" He asked in a low voice.

Blood Crow felt depressed when he mentioned this, and said roughly, "He's gone, he's gone, the master asked me to send him away."

"Gone?" Qianmian was shocked.

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

Qianmian thought to himself, the master has lingering feelings, why? Just let people go? Could it be that Leader Lin couldn't save face, and the Lord couldn't save face either, so he froze?

Then if the leader of the gang went up to coax the person back, wouldn't he be wasting his merit again?

The Lord cannot wipe away face, but he can.

Thinking of this, Qian Mian hurriedly asked Lin Konglu where he was going, then threw the blood crow back to the Demon Palace, and swayed himself, turning into the Demon Lord's version of Xie Jinghong.

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

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

Lin Konglu stopped wielding his sword and looked at him calmly.

"Xie Jinghong" was also looking at him. After a long confrontation, he slowly said: "Madam, I was wrong."

Lin Konglu: "..."

"Xie Jinghong": "Please give me another chance and follow me. Go back."

Qian Mian didn't understand. It was such a simple thing to apologize and admit his mistake, but his master couldn't handle it after a month of trouble. Hey, it must be because he was too proud when chasing his wife.

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

Lin Konglu's forehead was throbbing with veins, but at this moment, he suddenly noticed a familiar aura approaching. He couldn't help but slightly curled his lips, hooked his hands towards "Xie Jinghong" in front of him, and said meaningfully: "Come here first."

Qian Mian suddenly felt hopeful and hurriedly stepped forward.

Lin Konglu raised his hand, as if 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 demonic energy. , used to fall into the tree opposite.

Qian Mian groaned.

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

Lin Konglu turned his head and saw Xie Jinghong dressed in black attire, carrying a long sword on his waist, and holding a wide red silk umbrella.

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

His face was clean, without any magic marks, with black hair and black eyes, beautiful but sharp. Such as the sword cultivator boy he saw when Lin Konglu came to Shijiang Village just after descending from the snow mountain.