I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

Chapter 252: Transmigrated into the Protagonist's White Moonlight 2

After Rong Jin woke up, the first thing he looked at was the Xuanyou grass in his hand. Before he could feel happy, the Xuanyou grass was taken away by someone.

Rong Jin wanted to stand up and argue with the other party, but found that he didn't even have the strength to stand. He could only watch as the other party snatched the Xuanyou Grass from his hand.

The man was wearing a black brocade robe and had a handsome appearance.

Rong Jin was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said, "Give me back the Xuanyou grass."

The man raised his eyebrows and smiled, playing with the Xuanyou grass in his hand, and asked: "You said this is your Xuanyou grass, do you have any evidence?"

Rong Jin was stunned and said in disbelief: "It was just in my hand, and you took it away."

The man squatted down and stared at him closely. "Really? I remember that I found this Xuanyou grass with great difficulty."

Rong Jin was angered by the man's rogue words, and said with red eyes: "It is obviously my Xuanyou grass. It took me a whole day and night to find it."

0517: [Pay attention to the character setting. ]

Rong Jin almost forgot, and quickly adjusted himself, looking at the man calmly: "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm a disciple of Jiuyin Pavilion."

After the man finished speaking, he wanted to admire Rong Jin's panicked look, but Rong Jin's expression did not change.

The man said again: "I am a disciple of Jiuyin Pavilion."

Rong Jin said coldly: "Oh."

The reputation of Jiuyin Pavilion in the world of cultivation is not very good, and others would stay away from them when they see disciples of Jiuyin Pavilion.

The Jiuyin Pavilion is home to many crazy people. All of them, including the Pavilion Master, are mentally ill. Most of them are good at witchcraft, like to fiddle with weird insects, and carry deadly poisons.

Rong Jin had heard these rumors, but his personality did not allow him to show fear, otherwise he would have run away anxiously as soon as he heard the man's self-introduction.

But he didn't have the strength to escape now.

Rong Jin looked at the man, "When will you return my Xuanyou Grass to me?"

The man opened his thin lips and uttered two words: "No."

Rong Jin: “…”

He said breathlessly, "Oh."

Then she lay down on the ground and ignored the man.

The man reached out and poked his arm: "My name is Wu Ling."

Rong Jin is silent.

The man said, "My name is Wu Ling, remember?"

Rong Jin is still silent.

The man became more interested in him and poked his arm for a while.

Rong Jin covered the painful part and glared at Wu Ling: "Don't touch me, I want to sleep."

Wu Ling was surprised: "Do you monks need to sleep?"

A cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage might need to sleep, but he could sense that Rong Jin was already in the Core Forming Stage, so how could he sleep? Apart from those mentally ill people in the Nine Yin Pavilion, he had never heard of cultivators from other sects sleeping.

Rong Jin said perfunctorily: "It's just a personal hobby."

Wu Ling said: "Then your hobby is quite special."

Rong Jin snorted coldly, too lazy to talk any more nonsense with him.

Closing her eyes, Rong Jin silently recited the man's name. When she recited it for the third time, she remembered the man's identity.

The young master of Jiuyin Pavilion is named Wu Ling, and Wu Ling is also the protagonist of this world.

That’s not right. Shouldn’t the top protagonist go to save the bottom protagonist? Why did he run to him?

Rong Jin tilted his head and looked at Wu Ling: "Aren't you leaving?"

Wu Ling leaned against the stone wall and asked doubtfully, "Where are we going? This is the cave I found first."

Rong Jin supported himself against the stone wall and barely stood up: "I'm leaving."

It’s over, he actually stole the protagonist’s plot.

Rong Jin took only two steps before he collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, Wu Ling hugged him in time, patted his butt and said, "Why are you moving around? Do you think you're not dying fast enough?"

Rong Jin's ears turned slightly red, and he touched his ears. He could understand why the protagonist, the bottom, felt that the protagonist, the top, was harming him.

How could the protagonist be so indecent? He hit his...his **, that's too much.

"Dirty."

Wu Ling heard his words and sneered, "I can be even more vulgar, do you want to try?"

Rong Jin is silent.

The cave gradually became dark, dark clouds moved outside, thunder rumbled, and heavy rain poured down.

Rong Jin listened to the sound of the dripping rain, and his irritable mood eased a little.

He looked at Wu Ling and thought of Lin Zhimiao, but he didn't know where Lin Zhimiao was at the moment.

Wu Ling noticed his gaze and suddenly leaned closer and asked, "Do you like me?"

Rong Jin: “Ha.” Narcissist.

Wu Ling asked again: "What's your name?"

Rong Jin doesn’t want to say it.

Wu Ling grabbed his wrist relentlessly and said, "What's your name? I've already told you who I am. Shouldn't you also tell me your origins?"

Rong Jin thought, it wasn’t him who asked Wu Ling to say that.

Wu Ling held his wrist tightly, as if he would not give up until Rong Jin said it.

Rong Jin casually said, "My name is Lin Zhimiao, the eldest disciple of the Wuwang Sect's leader."

Wu Ling released his wrist, but frowned and said, "Lin Zhimiao? This name doesn't suit you. It sounds ugly."

Rong Jin looked at him strangely.

What is the protagonist talking about? Lin Zhimiao is his future wife, how dare he say that his future wife's name is not nice? I wish him a crematorium for chasing his husband.

The heavy rain stopped after half an hour.

After the rain stopped, Wu Ling stood up and said, "Wait for me here. Don't go out. There are a lot of wild beasts outside. Be careful or they will eat you to the bone."

"Oh……"

Rong Jin leaned against the stone wall: "Qiqi, why do I have no strength?"

After all, he is at the Jindan stage, so he shouldn't be so fragile.

0517: [You were scratched by a poisonous plant when you fell off the cliff, so you have no strength left and your cultivation is temporarily lost.]

Rong Jin wanted to cry but had no tears: "I am really so unlucky."

He can't move now, how can he go out to find the antidote.

As for the protagonist, Rong Jin doesn’t think he is a kind person.

An hour later, Rong Jin was slapped in the face by his own thoughts.

Wu Ling came back with the detoxifying herbs, fiddled with them for a long time, and then approached him.

Wu Ling stretched out his right hand, and a black bug emerged from his fingertips.

Rong Jin couldn't help but shrink back and asked warily: "What do you want to do!"

Wu Ling grabbed his right hand, cut his index finger, and stuffed the insect in.

Rong Jin fainted from fright.

"Qiqi, does the protagonist want to kill me?" Rong Jin said tearfully.

0517 Looking at the confused protagonist in the cave, he kindly explained for him: [He is helping you detoxify. You are deeply poisoned and you only have less than a day left. It is useless to take the detoxifying herbs directly. He used another method to refine the antidote into the Gu worm and then put it into your body.]

Rong Jin patted his chest with lingering fear: "I was scared to death."

He fainted from fright, but the moment he woke up, it wasn't long.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the fingertips of his right hand and pressed them.

Don't seem to feel anything.

Wu Ling saw all his little movements and said with a smile: "The insect has already drilled into your heart. Pressing with your fingertips is useless."

Rong Jin trembled all over and his eyes were a little red.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Wu Ling's heart warmed up, and he controlled the poisonous insect to jump in his body: "Look, is it in your heart?"

Rong Jin covered his heart: "It, it's moving."

Wu Ling smiled lazily and said, "It's okay. It likes you, so it's moving around in your heart."

This explanation is not plausible at all.

Rong Jin looked at Wu Ling with resentment, and looked away before he noticed his gaze.