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

Chapter 261: Transmigrated into the Protagonist's White Moonlight 11

Fu Sheng kissed his lips gently, "Rong'er, I like you so much."

Rong Jin hugged him and said, "Master, me too."

Fu Shengwei grabbed his wrist, tapped his nose and said, "We are getting married soon, why are you still calling me host? You can call me husband."

Rong Jin lowered her head shyly: "Husband...husband."

Fu Shengwei kissed his lips again, biting his soft lips and hooking out the tender desire inside.

"Rong'er, my lady."

Rong Jin woke up.

He was immersed in the hazy memories of the dream, and the only thing he clearly remembered was that Fu Shengwei seemed to kiss him.

How could he have such a dream!

0517 Noticed his slightly red cheeks, [What's wrong? ]

"It's okay, I just had a dream." Rong Jin changed into a green dress and stopped thinking about the dream.

"Qiqi, it's so hard to be a cold and aloof iceberg."

He could only repeat a few words over and over again, especially in front of Xiang Xianyun. Rong Jin really wanted to talk to him and find out more about the world of cultivation.

0517 smiled: [In the previous worlds, didn’t you want to be a cold and heartless person? ]

Rong Jin's face turned even redder than before: "I don't want to think about it now."

[Okay, it's time to go to the martial arts tournament. ]

At this time, the martial arts competition should have just begun.

Today is the last round and also the final, and there are many people coming to watch.

The elder reserved a seat for Rong Jin in advance, otherwise Rong Jin would have come so late and would have no place to stand.

Rong Jin was sitting near the elder, and from this angle he could clearly see the scene on the stage, including every detail.

"In the next round, the Gu Cultivator Wu Ling will battle against the Talisman Cultivator Cheng Yu."

Rong Jin thought he had heard wrongly. Wu Ling from the Gu Cultivation Department? Didn’t Wu Ling not participate?

He stared at the stage and as expected saw the figure of the protagonist.

Rong Jin turned sideways and stopped looking at the stage, hoping that the protagonist didn't see him.

"Qiqi, I didn't see Wu Ling participating in the competition the past two days?"

0517 Noticed Wu Ling looking over, helped Rong Jin cover up and said: [He participated in the competition, but he came early the first two times, and he left before you arrived. ]

"Oh, it seems I came too early this time."

Why didn't he wait until Wu Ling finished the competition before coming?

Rong Jin is upset.

0517 touched his head: [It doesn’t matter when you come. Today is the last round. He needs to play three or four times. ]

"All right……"

Rong Jin glanced at Wu Ling, wondering what attitude he should use towards Wu Ling if Wu Ling discovered him later.

In short, the cold and heartless personality cannot be changed.

Rong Jin's eyes inadvertently swept across a pair of twins watching the game below the stage, and an idea suddenly occurred to him: "Qiqi, can I say that the person he met was my twin brother Rong Tian?"

0517: [Rong Tian? ]

"My Jin is today's Jin, so my twin brother can be called Rongtian."

0517 After a brief silence, he said: [Not recommended. Wu Ling is not a fool.]

"alright."

Rong Jin turned his gaze back to the stage and saw that a new couple had appeared on the stage, one of whom was the protagonist, Lin Zhimiao.

Rong Jin was concentrating on watching the main character's match. Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and the main character's top's voice rang in his ear: "Hey, who is this, Xiaolin? Xiaozhi? Xiaomiao? Xiaolin Zhimiao?"

Rong Jin shut up.

Wu Ling pinched his right cheek with a little too much force. Rong Jin felt a little pain, and slapped his hand away, saying expressionlessly, "Huh?"

Wu Ling placed her hand on his neck, "How dare you lie to me? You are the first person to lie to me."

Rong Jin didn’t know what to say, so he used the almighty “Hmm?”

Wu Ling walked in front of him, and the disciples of Jiuyin Pavilion brought a chair to him.

Wu Ling sat on the chair, bent over slightly, and looked directly at Rong Jin: "Why did you lie to me?"

Rong Jin: “Forgot.”

Wu Ling didn't get angry but laughed: "Forgot? Are you just trying to fool me like this?"

There was a hint of doubt in Rong Jin's eyes: "Perfunctory?"

After a pause, he said, "I really forgot."

Wu Ling narrowed her eyes, her nose almost touching his face: "Keep pretending."

Rong Jin's expression did not change at all.

There was a dark insect on Wu Ling's fingertips. "Are you scared?"

Rong Jin glanced at the bug without interest and then shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Wu Ling frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

The current Rong Jin is completely different from the one he met in the cave three years ago. Wu Ling doesn't believe that a person's character can change so much, as if he has completely lost all emotions.

Seeing that Rong Jin didn't answer, he changed the question: "What's your name?"

"Rong Jin." Rong Jin did not lie again.

Wu Ling asked, "Which sect are you from?"

"Chasing Wind Tower."

"Zhuifeng Tower..." Wu Ling muttered silently, "Okay, a sword cultivator from Zhuifeng Tower, are you Fu Shengwei's seventh disciple?"

Rong Jin looked at him quietly, the answer was self-evident.

"In the next round, the Gu Cultivator Wu Ling will battle the Sword Cultivator Lin Zhimiao."

Rong Jin was a little surprised, but Wu Ling had already turned around and went on stage and did not notice his emotional fluctuations.

Lin Zhimiao and Wu Ling have always been at odds with each other, and this is something everyone in Amaterasu Temple knows.

The reason was that after Rong Jin ran away, Wu Ling went to Wuwang Sect to look for someone. When "Lin Zhimiao" came out, Wu Ling discovered that the little liar had deceived him and that person was not called Lin Zhimiao at all.

The real Lin Zhimiao asked Wu Ling why he was looking for him. Wu Ling was so annoyed that he said, "I met a little liar in Lihe Valley. He said he was Lin Zhimiao of Wuwang Sect."

When the words "Lihe Valley" were mentioned, Wu Ling keenly noticed that Lin Zhimiao's mood was not right, so he tentatively asked: "Do you know that little liar?"

Lin Zhimiao did not answer.

"Where's that little liar?"

Lin Zhimiao looked at him with cold eyes: "Don't ever want to know."

In fact, Lin Zhimiao himself didn't know either, and Rong Jin did not reveal his identity when he left.

Wu Ling thought Lin Zhimiao was provoking him, and the two started fighting.

Since that day, Wu Ling hated Lin Zhimiao very much.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous of each other. Lin Zhimiao and Wu Ling looked at each other with unfriendly eyes.

Everyone in the audience was talking a lot.

"How did you divide it? Why did you put these two people together?"

"Get away from them quickly. What if they start to fight and affect innocent people like us?"

Some people who were closer to the stage stepped back tacitly.

Rong Jin thought, it’s not that exaggerated, right?

Just as he thought of this, he saw Lin Zhimiao holding the sword and stabbing Wu Ling's heart.

The poisonous insect in Wu Ling's hand was not a good one, and the insects in the sky flew towards Lin Zhimiao.

Their fighting style is quite reckless.

A poisonous insect slowly moved to Rong Jin's feet. Rong Jin instinctively retracted his feet, but the poisonous insect kept getting closer.

Rong Jin had some psychological struggle, looked around, and quickly moved his chair away from the insect.

The poisonous insect caught up with him and crawled onto his feet.

Rong Jin suddenly got goose bumps all over his body.

The little orange cat ran over quickly and slapped the poisonous insect away: "Meow meow meow." The damn insect is as annoying as its owner. Get out of here!

Rong Jin let out a breath and wanted to pick up the little orange cat, but the little orange cat ran away.

Rong Jin: "Rong Xiaowu, where are you going?"

The little orange cat turned around: "Meow." I'll be right back.

It ran away again.