Reborn as Lingzhi

Chapter 550
Some things, once in a lifetime is enough.

After Yin Rong finished speaking, he took a last look at the mountains behind him, and the majestic Nether Palace ahead appeared in his sight.

He closed his eyes, and decided to close all the memories related to Yin Jianjian, put them in the corner, and never disturb them.

The monk refused to let go, still followed him, and asked persistently: "Hey, don't, I said brother, at least our relationship is here. You took my things and you want to return them to me."

The string of relics is his favorite.Let’s not mention the fact that the monk didn’t practice properly for three days, but the monk has unique ideas and concepts, and the string of relics is really a bright light in his practice.Countless times in his life, when he encountered monsters that were inferior to his Taoism, it was the relics that came back to life to save him from the fire and water. No one knew the magic of the string of relics.When he died, in order to bring this thing down to the underworld, I don't know how much effort he spent.

Listen to Yin Rong's answer?Sent Yin Jianjian?What the hell is that?The monk simply pulled Yinying's clothes, and refused to let this one go forward.

Shangli ignored the two, just cast his eyes into the distance and walked slowly.Just as the monk was acting like this, her figure passed the two of them and rushed ahead.

Yinying's sight gradually went away as he went up.He and she, have nothing to say?This is the first time I have asked myself how bad things are between them.

In the midst of the monk's entanglement, Yin Rong's gaze was like a torch, just staring at Shangli.

The monk got anxious and scolded angrily: "You are a worthless person. You can find it anytime you want after everyone is rescued. Return the things to me." While speaking, he acted like a rascal, not afraid of the name of the King of Hades. Even the word useless was used.

Unable to shake off his hand, he had no choice but to turn his head and face the monk.Looking at Shangli who was gradually going away, my heart felt more and more empty.

"I told you, the things are given to Yin Jianjian." He frowned, facing the monk.

"Can you speak well?" The monk pushed Yin Rong, not caring about the noble blood of the person in front of him, "You bastard. Yin Jian is so scary, if I can deal with her by myself, why should I beg you here? Don't talk to me Talking about those useless nonsense, if you don’t return the relic to me today, we’ll just waste it here.” The monk’s snarky temper can’t be reasonable, and if he doesn’t see the relic, he just doesn’t recognize it.

"I gave the relic to Yin Jianjian, and she was fine when she took it. May I ask what did you, the great monk, give me?" Yin Rong also lost her composure.Originally, I didn't intend to complain about the monk at all, and I had to defend myself after hearing the unreasonable words of the monk.

The monk shook his head vigorously, and the flesh on his cheeks also shook.I really can't bear to look at that face, but he said it very seriously, "Impossible. This baby has been with me for the rest of my life. As long as it is a demon, it will definitely surrender!" He said firmly.

Accompanied by a sinister sneer, it slowly spread from the corner of his mouth. "Yin Jianjian is the best example. You and I both know that she is a demon." Yin Rong was not sloppy, and she was about to break free from the monk's big hand with a flick of her arm.Just as he was about to step up, the monk who was in deep thought suddenly realized and shouted out excitedly. "No, no. Yinjianjian is not a demon!" Only this one possibility will his relic be useless.

Yin Rong turned a blind eye.Whether she is a human or a demon, she is now a cold corpse, and she can no longer harm others.And he lost his love too.

The monk chased after him, "Yin Rong, did you take care of Yin Jian Jian?" He opened his eyes wide, it was related to whether he could find the relic from Yin Jian Jian.

In the gloomy silence, the monk found the answer.

Since Yin Jianjian is really dead, at worst he is running to find the relic by himself, didn't Yin Rong say to give it to Yin Jianjian?It's easy to find.

The monk was in a hurry, and he did what he thought.Leave that shadow walking far away along the road, don't care about it, only think about his relic.

Because of the monk's entanglement, it is obviously impossible for Yinrong to find Shangli again.After hesitating, he finally decided to go back to Nether Palace first.There is still more follow-up work, and he has more problems to deal with.

On the second day, it was still dark.The door of Shangli's hut was knocked by Yin Rong.

Yin Rong standing outside the door, after a long night of thinking, what she said was much more reasonable than yesterday.The lack of response after knocking on the door did not dissuade him. He just stood in front of the door and said kindly: "Shangli, we have a lot to deal with. I need your help."

Can't they be friends?Will not.This man couldn't help the longing in his heart, and he was trying to get closer to Shangli without knowing it.He has too many excuses that can be used, the most appropriate of which is the settlement of the funeral.The excuse he gave himself was justified.This is all for hell.

The sky brightened.The mist gradually dissipated, and the legs and feet felt stiff after standing in Yinrong for a long time.

At this moment, the door of the hut opened slowly.The little white cat had slipped out, scratching at the foot of the door and looking up at him from a low place.

Yinrong simply squatted down, and asked softly: "Little cat, where is Shangli?" While speaking, those eyes looked into the door a few more times.

"Shangli is sick. You go back." The kitten sniffed in disgust, pointing at his origin with a wave of paws.

"Why? Wasn't it fine yesterday?"

"Good sister. You let you be tied up for so many days, without food or drink, and tortured. Let's see if you are okay?" The kitten jumped.After returning from Shangli yesterday, the high fever persisted.This phenomenon has never happened to a girl before, and the frightened kitten circles around the room.

Her face was choking on a cat.Only then did he realize that since seeing Shangli yesterday, he has been immersed in his own sadness and has no time to care about him.After all, he ignored the condition of Shangli's body.

Yin Rong's hand rested on the door, and the kitten's attempt to fight the door was in vain.

Glaring at his face, the kitten felt his paws itch and really wanted to scratch his face.

"How is she now?" Yin Rong's worry was not fake, the kitten stared at his expression for a while, and then replied: "I closed my eyes and never opened them." He said quite dejectedly.

"Can you let me go in and take a look?" Yin Rong was usually a modest gentleman, and he was very methodical in speaking and doing things.It will never be annoying, even if he is begging the kitten to let him go at this moment, he can't hear his humility, the only thing in his tone is worry.

Faced with such a face, the little cat is soft-hearted after all.Although the result of Shangli's trip was not good, and it had complained about Yin Rong countless times, anyone who saw the worry in this man's eyes would know that he was serious.

(End of this chapter)