Of course, this is all a unilateral intention of Jingling. Lewd. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There is a saying in info that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

When that seductive figure came to Jing Ling's side with a face like a flower, there were suddenly 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping through his heart.

"Look at your stupid look, haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman?" The flower-like lady plucked her nostrils with one hand, and pointed at Jing Ling with the other and complained.

Jing Ling could hardly find any words to describe this vulgar lady with a devilish body and a monster face, she was wearing a patterned fluttering dress, the dress wrapped around her seductive waist, and her high thighs matched with her waist-length hair, all of which looked so perfect. But the creator gave her a sad face with nostrils facing the sky, fat lips, and slender eyes. If it weren't for the fact that she still had breasts and only looked at her face, Jing Ling would definitely treat her as a man.

Jing Ling got up and sighed resignedly: "Fortunately, you directly stimulated me, otherwise if you gave me a beautiful back, when you suddenly turned around, I really don't know if I can withstand your angelic face." ”

The lady glared at Jing Ling shyly, and pretended to be angry: "The mouth is quite sweet, but I don't eat your set, I can tell you, the people who want to chase the old lady can't finish the row from the head of the village to the end of the village, you still die of this heart." ”

Jingling: "......"

Seeing that Jing Ling was silent, Aunt Ruhua pulled a rag stained with suspicious stains in the pocket of her flower dress. I saw her walk to the side of the wooden bed and said to Jing Ling, who was stunned: "What's the hair, the old lady hasn't seen any birds, stand up quickly and let the old lady wipe your body." ”

Jing Ling covered his lower body through his white panties and shouted, "What are you doing!" ”

At this time, an old man slowly walked into the wooden house, he had short silver hair, and his old face was full of smiles. Dressed in an old, clean yellow robe, a long red patterned shoulder strap hung around his neck and shrugged in front of him.

As the old man approached, Jing Ling noticed his empty left sleeve, and the old man who seemed to be in a happy mood with a smile on his face turned out to be a man with a broken arm!

While Jing Ling looked at the old man with the broken arm in amazement, the latter also looked at him with a smile, and said earnestly: "Little brother, you must ask Asu to help you take a good bath, otherwise the carrion fungus in the corpse forest will make your skin fester, and I don't think you want your little face to be disfigured." ”

Corpse Forest!? Jing Ling looked at the old man with a broken arm and said uncertainly, "You saved me?" ”

"The guy who saved you didn't know where to run early in the morning," the old man with the broken arm suddenly complained angrily, but then he sighed helplessly, and added: "If he didn't go to the corpse forest to look for herbs, then he must be doing what he called a robber business somewhere. ”

Asu also chimed in: "That kid's chivalrous heart will kill him one day." ”

"Asu, is it really okay for you to curse me like this?" A voice suddenly rang out from outside the cabin.

When Jing Ling heard this, he saw a young man about twenty-five or sixteen years old striding into the wooden house. He was dressed in a yellow-brown sleeveless linen coat and a pair of six-point leather trousers, and a slightly curvy shoulder-length black medium and short hair, and his bronzed handsome face had just the right amount of three-dimensionality. The bright brown eyes exuded wisdom, but the scar that ran from the upper left eyelid to his cheek added a sense of murder to him.

Jing Ling guessed in his heart that this scar-faced young man was a mixed-race, but in fact, it was not only this young man, but the old man with a broken arm and Aunt Ruhua next to him also had the temperament of a half-blood. Of course, not all half-breeds are pretty, such as Hua Da Niang is an example.

The young man came to the wooden bed, threw the herbs he was holding in his hand into the tub, and said, "All things are mutually reinforcing, and these herbs that grow in the forest of corpses can kill the rotting fungus that clings to you." You have to get your body clean, or you'll regret it. ”

The old man with the broken arm looked at the young man and said, "Little devil, it seems that you have dug up a lot of herbs this time, I think that experiment will be completed soon." ”

The young man shook his head and sighed, "I hope so." Then he looked at Jing Ling and said, "You take a bath first, and I'll get you clothes." ”

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, Jing Ling blushed and said to Sophie and the old man with a broken arm, "Ahem...... Could you please go out for a moment? ”

The old man with the broken arm was stunned for a moment, then laughed and walked out of the cabin, but Aso put his hand into the tub.

"What do you want to do?" Jing Ling looked at Sophie with a wary face, she shouldn't be trying to be hard!?

Aso glanced at Jing Ling with disdain and said, "I just dug my lower nostrils and borrowed some water to wash my hands." ”

Jingling: "......"

Before leaving, Asu squinted at Jing Ling, as if to say that you have never seen the world before, and you have to make a fuss about everything.

Seeing that Aso was finally gone, Jing Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then he wiped his body with the greasy rag that Aso brought, and at the same time he said depressedly in his heart: This cloth should not be used by them to wipe the table......

The large body movement caused a slight synesthesia from the wound, but Jing Ling's face did not change. Compared to the trauma of being pierced by a bullet on the battlefield, being stabbed twice is simply pediatric.

Jing Ling wiped his body while observing his own appearance reflected in the water mirror in the basin, under the thick sword eyebrows were bright black eyes, and his slender square face revealed a resolute expression.

This is what I look like? Jing Ling muttered to himself, and he didn't know if it was because he couldn't accept the fact of crossing over or because of other reasons. Jing Ling fell into a state of distraction, but his hands were still wiping his body mechanically.

He came to his senses when he rubbed his skin red, and the young man had not yet returned.

In the end, Jing Ling simply lay on the wooden bed and recalled all the memories of this body, and under the deep memory, Jing Ling learned that the original owner of this body was once the son of a blacksmith. However, when the Nolan army attacked Rock Gravel City, he and his father were called to participate in the defense of the city, and in the end, the Nolan army broke through the city and slaughtered the soldiers and civilians, and his family also suffered in the massacre.

But because he was a young man, he did not die under the knife of the Nolan army, and was finally sold by slave owners to various city-states. It's a pity that on the way around, illness caused him to leave this beautiful but dark world, which is why Jing Ling occupied his body in the form of soul travel.

"I don't know what force made me travel into this world, but since I'm here, I vow to break the shackles that bind slaves!" Jing Ling stood up and clenched his fists and swore.

At this moment, Jing Ling was most worried about Lin Yan, who had a bumpy future, and when he was in Carl City, he had overheard the horse-faced officer say to Falow that his brother had been assigned to an organization in Carl City. Recalling the sword and snake tattoo on Falo's back, Jing Ling was very suspicious that the organization was engaged in underground work, otherwise it would not be so mysterious.

Just as Jing Ling was concentrating on how to free Lin Yan and the rest of the slaves, a calm male voice suddenly sounded.

"It's a big ambition, but those tens of thousands of slave owners can drown you with saliva alone."

When Jing Ling heard this, he saw the young man with a scarface striding into the wooden house, and at the same time he was dragging a clean sleeveless brown linen coat, a pair of cropped leather pants, and a pair of straw sandals.