Chapter 2259 The Miao Youth Loves Me 21
"Yes! I don't want Jinchen to be the Holy Son!"
For some reason, Luo Xiao suddenly glanced at Jinque outside the crowd and finally decided to go all out. He would not escape punishment for using the Gu Mother without permission, so he might as well burn his boats!
"Jinchen was put under a life-replacing Gu when he was ten years old! His life is linked to Jinque's, and Jinque is just a sickly, short-lived ghost! By that time, Jinchen will also die! How can the Holy Son allow such a person to be his successor!"
Before Luo Xiao finished speaking, the faces of the people in the village had changed drastically.
This is no secret in Qianping Village. Everyone knows it, but no one dares to say it.
The young people, led by Luo Xiao, have been taught since childhood not to speak, and they just think that they should not hurt the young master.
Only the older generation knew that this was what their entire village owed Jinchen.
Nan Yixing frowned, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and a silver light suddenly appeared at his fingertips.
Three silver needles flew out of the air and accurately pierced the vital points on Luo Xiao's right shoulder.
Luo Xiao groaned, his knees slammed heavily on the bluestone slab, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.
"Are you looking for death?"
Jinchen walked forward slowly and stepped on the Miao Dao that Luo Xiao had dropped on the ground.
The firelight around the altar reflected his stern profile, and a dangerous cold light flickered in his purple eyes.
The high priest stepped forward tremblingly, "Young Master! Young Master, please have mercy and spare the life of this evil boy! I guarantee with my own life that from now on, I will definitely..."
"You said the same thing last time." Jinchen interrupted.
He turned to look at Nan Yixing, a trace of grievance flashing in his eyes, "Brother..."
Nan Yixing raised the corners of his lips slightly, but his eyes, which always contained compassion, were now as cold as ice.
He just turned his fingertips lightly, and the silver needles with a sharp gust of wind swept across Luo Xiao's wrists.
Luo Xiao let out a heart-wrenching scream, and blood immediately gushed out from his wrist.
"Nan... Nan Yixing!! Nan Yixing!"
Nan Yixing's move directly severed the most important tendon in his hand for refining Gu.
"That's good." Nan Yixing spoke slowly, his tone gentle and his eyes kind, "It saves the high priest from being embarrassed all the time."
"It saves you from having to do dirty things." Nan Yixing glanced at Luo Xiao.
High Priest: "..."
Sin ah.
This bodhisattva-like young man actually has a black heart.
King Miao seemed to have noticed something. He looked back and forth between Jinchen and Nan Yixing's fingertips, and stroked his long beard with a worried look.
Luo Xiao was dragged away by the angry villagers. He was a member of the village, but he was treated like this. Bai Xi was an outsider who no longer had the protection of Nanmen, so no one would speak for him and beg for mercy. What awaited Bai Xi was a punishment more cruel than cutting the tendons of his hands.
When Bai Xi was taken away, he happened to see King Miao personally handing over the bone-penetrating needle and the bone-penetrating needle method to Nan Yixing.
He was filled with resentment and turned back to stare at Nan Yixing, but Nan Yixing just glanced at him lightly.
[The villain's darkening value is detected -5, totaling 65! 】
"Seven days later, the Holy Son will enter the forbidden area of Broken Dragon Cliff and pray for all the creatures in the village!" King Miao shouted.
Jinchen still needs to follow the elders and King Miao into the Holy Son Building and complete the rest of the process.
Nan Yixing couldn't follow them in, so he called out to Jiutian and the other two alone.
"Doctor Nan?" Gongzi asked in confusion, "Do you have anything else to say?"
"What is a life-replacing Gu?" Nan Yixing asked.
The three young men's expressions changed slightly and they sighed softly.
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When Jinchen finished his work, the moonlight was already spreading.
The moonlight shines through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, casting mottled shadows in the pavilion.
Jinchen walked in and sat down next to Nan Yixing naturally, leaning on him as usual, but unexpectedly, he was held firmly by a pair of warm arms.
"Brother, why did you hug me today?" Jinchen looked up at him with his usual mischievous smile on his face, but he was slightly startled when he saw Nan Yixing's eyes.
Nan Yixing pressed his hand gently on his chest, and his fingertips could feel the old scar under the fabric.
"Does it hurt?"
The voice was very soft, but it made Jinchen's heart tremble.
Their heart was cut open to take blood, and then poisonous insects were stuffed inside them alive. From then on, he was sharing the pain that could kill him with Jinque. How could it not be painful?
Jinchen blinked, then smiled again, "It doesn't hurt now."
He deliberately moved closer, with the tip of his nose almost touching Nan Yixing's chin, and whispered softly, "If you feel sorry for me, then love me more."
Jinchen suddenly grabbed that hand and pressed deeper.
"Brother Bodhisattva, touch me harder and it won't hurt."
As he said that, he kissed Nan Yixing's neck, and feeling that he did not push away, Jinchen took advantage of the situation and deepened the kiss.
Nan Yixing's breathing was obviously disordered. He lowered his eyes to look at the swirl on his hair and asked softly, "This poison... can't be cured?"
Whether out of concern for Jinchen or for his own selfish reasons, he did not want Jinchen to continue being tortured by the life-substitute Gu.
"Yes," Jinchen raised his head, "There is a way in the forbidden area."
He deliberately dragged out his voice, drawing circles on Nan Yixing's collar with his fingers, "I'll go with you then."
"The poison has been in your heart for so many years. Will it be harmful to you if I remove it rashly?"
Nan Yixing asked in a low voice between breaths, his fingers unconsciously stroking Jinchen's hair.
Jinchen bit his lower lip with his teeth and gnawed it, "A little bit, don't be afraid, I have a way to deal with it."
The night wind rustled the bamboo leaves, and the sound of insects chirped in the distance.
Nan Yixing looked at the boy in front of him who was always smiling, and suddenly hugged him tighter.
The shadows of the bamboo leaves swayed on Nan Yixing's face. He suddenly turned over and pressed Jinchen down on the bamboo couch.
Jinchen's silver bell chain made a crisp sound, and her hair scattered on the green bamboo mat, spreading out like splashed ink.
"I want to hurt you right now."
Nan Yixing lowered his head and kissed Jinchen's eyelids.
Jinchen held her lips, the moonlight reflected in her purple eyes, and her fingers had already nimbly untied the other's belt.
The night wind suddenly picked up and blew out the lanterns in the corner of the pavilion, leaving only the silver light and the entangled breathing sounds on the ground.
