Fast Transmigration Soul Stitching

Chapter 48

Xian has regained a little bit of flesh in the past few days, and he is not as miserable as when he first escaped. Some dark wounds and serious illnesses have been cured by Huitian lozenges, and it looks and feels like it is finally gone.

The tip of Shen Molu's nose touched Xian's strong muscles, and he was about to push it away, but his body felt weak for a while, and his eyelids twitched up and down.

Because of the plundering of spiritual energy in Wangcheng, Shen Molu sealed his spiritual power when he left the mountains and forests. After walking so far, ordinary people's bodies could no longer support it, but he didn't think of it subconsciously, and he was busy in the town for another two days. To collect information and purchase some herbs, now that I am relaxing, I want to sleep.

Xian found that Shen Molu didn't resist him very much, so he started to make more moves and stripped him naked, and the two of them lay under the quilt together.

A pair of big hands slid down the back, and a numbness spread from the tailbone. Before Shen Molu could speak, Xian was like a wolf licking and biting him.

"Um...don't...uh..." Shen Molu just wanted to say that the sound insulation here is not good. This guy's panting was like a wild beast, and he could probably hear it from outside the door. Then he realized that he was trying to prevent others from entering Come in or eavesdrop, and place a soundproof talisman and a door lock talisman in the room.

It was almost invisible.

Shen Molu was drowsy, but he couldn't fall asleep because of the jolt. He was like a wolf that squatted on its prey for several days. Once he found a chance, he would never give him time to regret it.

"Master..." When he was on the street, Shen Molu encouraged him to shout a few times to enjoy himself, but now Xia Xian was not stingy at all, and stimulated his ears one after another.

The clenched fists were opened one by one by Xian, and his hand was pinched with a white crescent mark by his fingernails, any deeper would bleed.Shen Molu's head was empty, and Xian touched the bottom. He couldn't help clamping his legs and hugging Xian's head.

Without spiritual power, his physique is a little better than ordinary people. After a few days of tossing around, his head is very dizzy at the moment, and he can't even hug Xian's neck.

With his neck raised in an arc, Shen Molu fell heavily, but was caught by Xian in time, turned around and hugged him in his arms and sat up.

Shen Molu fell asleep once, and he didn't wake up after tossing. Xian stroked his body, from the domineering madness at the beginning to gentleness, but he still did enough before letting him go.

Among the slaves, in order to rob the already scarce food and live longer, some women and some thin men would seek backers and exchange their bodies for protection.Xiancong doesn't care about others, and has never been interested in those things. If he didn't run out, his life would probably still be the same, and he might die in the Colosseum.

But I won't meet this guy...

Xian wrapped him in his arms, kissed his sweat-soaked hair roots and skin, his eyes were dark.

Shen Molu slept until the next afternoon, Xian wiped his body, there was no fever or discomfort, but he didn't wake up anyway.

He turned his body sideways to trace the eyebrows and eyes carefully, but found that in just a few days, he had clearly remembered every part of the boy's appearance.Shen Molu moved his head and moved his body slightly, thinking that he was about to wake up, his body was a little stiff.One night was enough for him to know that Shen Molu didn't have the brand of slavery on his body, just a scar made the two people's identities very different.

Although he knew that the young man in front of him probably wouldn't care, how could he not care, not to mention...he escaped from the slave group who were selected into the Colosseum. In addition to the ordinary brand mark on the back of the neck, there is also a special mark on the back of the waist. imprint.

Xian didn't know the significance of that special brand, but after being discovered, the end might not be good.

What he thought was not much different from the facts. The slaves specially selected by Floratin to be sent to the Colosseum are the capital of every noble and wealthy businessman to show off. Since the bishop led the king to let him help him choose those strong slaves, the nobles Then there was a wind of competition, whose slaves were selected more, and whose slaves lasted more times, were the focus of the competition, which could be shown off.

Therefore, the slaves who fled a few days ago, except for most of the slaves who were killed on the spot, also escaped a lot. When this incident spread to Wangcheng, some people who had put a lot of thought into this aspect were furious, and immediately sent a family soldier. Town by town to search.

In the township where Xian and Shen Molu are located, I am afraid that someone will come in two days.

Shen Molu didn't wake up, he habitually touched the bed next to him in a half-dream and half-awake, and found the right position of Xian after three times of touching, he turned over and buried his head in Xian's generous chest, and fell into a deep sleep again.Xian kissed the top of his hair and slept with him for a while, thinking that he was just too tired, so he went downstairs to prepare dinner.

He found the waiter with the money he exchanged for some herbs, and was questioned carefully about the source of the money and the identity of the owner before he reported to the boss, but the boss got orders from Antalya Will to give the best service , Of course, his name, Will, must be added before the service.

The herbs were collected by Shen Molu casually during the two people's journey, and they found a pharmacy in the town and sold them, earning a lot of local currency.However, Xian thinks this way, save as much as you can, and he is far from being a very frugal person in his impression.Although I don't know where the impression came from.

Xian took the so-called high-end food upstairs with peace of mind, and didn't give any thought to any nobleman.

Shen Molu opened a single room, but it was a good room, with a small living room and a balcony. Xian walked to the door, only to find that the door was opened slightly, and there was a sound like a weapon being unsheathed from the inside. There was a loud noise, Xian put the food towards the door and ran in, falling asleep far away!

However, the scene in the room was far beyond Xian's imagination. A silver long sword lay across the neck of the nobleman from yesterday, leaving a thin wound, and blood dripped down his neck. slide.

Xian coldly watched Will raise his hands with a pale face, and ignored his begging for mercy, looked around but found no figure of Shen Molu, and couldn't help becoming anxious.

"Here." Before Xian could dig three feet to find someone, he heard a voice from the balcony.

Shen Molu was wearing a white robe, and finally found out the one he had when he was a teacher in Tai Cang.Or wear your own clothes comfortably.

There was wind on the balcony, Xian pulled him in, his eyes kept drifting towards him, Shen Molu's hair seemed to grow wildly during the time he was away, the black hair was straight and waist-length.

The most important thing is this person's aura, which instantly turned into a legendary immortal.Xian stared at him motionless, Shen Molu looked strange, leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xian's eyes lit up immediately, and he stretched out his hand to hug him into his arms, and just hugged him like this to make people sit on the side of the bed. He remembered that the young man was very tired, so he needed to rest more.

The noble young master of the Antalya family, who was only two meters away from them, was left there in the air, with his neck throbbing and he didn't dare to move.

Now that Shen Molu's spiritual power has recovered, he put away all his things without any politeness, and the originally messy interior suddenly became empty.

He didn't know why his spiritual power was always passing so fast, and he didn't dare to act casually unless it was sealed. After last night, he found that Yuguan's soul was fused with more than half of Xian's soul, and it was engraved on the two souls. The twin imprint worked again, repairing the gap caused by half of the backlash.

After spending a whole day sorting out the veins of spiritual power, Shen Molu woke up and saw that frivolous person from yesterday walking in generously.

The Antalya family is a veteran aristocrat who has served the king for several generations, but before the current king was crowned, it was not the third prince they were planning to put on the throne, so their current position is very embarrassing.

Although Will is a playboy on the surface, he is also very familiar with the communication in the upper class. As usual, when he teases the beauties, he also understands the current state of their family. Failure is inevitable, unless... the old earl said earnestly at the time, unless They can also find a fairy in their home.

Although Will has a sharp weapon on his throat now, he can't hide his excitement. Maybe their family can overthrow the current rule and re-elect a virtuous king.

Xian helped Shen Molu tie his hair, and before Shen Molu told him what to do, he tied it up, with the same craftsmanship.

Xian stroked his long hair over and over again, accidentally saw the red mark on the back of Shen Molu's neck, paused, and pushed his thick long hair to the front to block the color.

When he looked back at Will, his usual coldness returned to his eyes.

Shen Molu sat down at a round table, motioned for Xian to sit beside him, beckoned Ling Huan to come back, and pointed to another seat on the side for the nobleman to sit down.

"What do you want from me, just tell me." Shen Molu brewed three cups of tea, Xue Ding drank a little less, next time he can buy some ordinary spirit tea.

Xian had a splinter hidden in his sleeve, and he didn't mind killing this person if he behaved badly.I have thought about it a long time ago.

Will was shocked by Xian's cold eyes, even the slaves around him were like this, not to mention the owner of the long sword that appeared out of thin air.He hurriedly stammered and told the ins and outs of the matter, perhaps Shen Molu really didn't look scary, but he calmed down after he said it.

"Then have you seen the bishop?" Shen Molu asked.

Will nodded calmly, but he didn't dare to look at Shen Molu: "Yes, once at a royal ball, the king introduced him to everyone. He did have a bit of supernatural power. He was dressed in a style similar to yours. He also had black hair and was very long. There is also a woman beside her, who is also somewhat strange, she looks very seductive, and if she looks at her more, she will eat me up."

From Will's back and forth words, Shen Molu probably knew that some fellow Taoist was probably sent here by the crack to become a national teacher... It's just that he doesn't look like a good person.

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Shen Molu: What a boy, boy, do you know how old I am?