Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Crazy Criticism The Villain Kneeling and Begging For My Forgiv

After waiting for Raphael's response for a long time, Kong Qing suddenly stopped crying, and instantly became disgusted: "Sure enough, angels are all hypocrites!"

While speaking, she quietly grasped the stone on the green grass and prepared to throw it at him with all her strength.

Raphael just glanced at it lightly, put away his staff and said in a deep and magnetic voice, "He's fine."

Kong Qing: "..."

Hearing this, she slowly let go of the rock she was holding tightly, and looked back at the young man on the ground tenderly, with complicated watery lights flashing in her sea blue eyes.

"It's fine..."

She gently caressed the boy's face, and her fingertips traveled all the way to his tightly closed eyes.

I am very happy inside.

so good.

Her puppy is finally turning black...

……

Ximo slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was in a dark chaos, and there was no other color except the endless darkness around him.

The boy seemed to be lying on the ground, so weak that he couldn't even move his fingers.

where is this?

Where is my master...?
He couldn't help but feel strange, feeling that he was floating all over, as if he was lying in a cloud.

Ximo vaguely remembered that he witnessed the chase between an angel and a cloud of black mist, he followed, and then...

Then the cloud of black mist suddenly bypassed the angel and attacked him, and then...

Afterwards, he seemed to be competing with Black Mist for control of his body. As for winning or losing, he had no memory at all...

What happened next?

The boy's eyes instantly became very confused, and his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably.

It's like he really can't remember...

There are many thoughts in his heart, but his brain is blank, like a rootless duckweed, surrounded by silence and darkness.

"Stop confusing kids..."

In the silence and darkness, an ethereal and pleasant male voice suddenly appeared.

Ximo's pupils widened in an instant, feeling that the voice was very familiar.

He was so nervous that he looked around, but he couldn't see anyone.

The young man couldn't help his heart beating faster, and he spoke hoarsely into the air: "Who are you?!"

In the darkness, he quickly calmed down, and at the same time, he also felt that his physical strength was slowly recovering.

After a while, Ximo moved his fingers, and then slowly sat up while supporting the ground.

He just sat down, and the voice came from above his head again: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is do you want to know who you are?"

The voice was deep and magnetic, full of rich bewitching.

Ximo's heart trembled, and he swallowed excitedly: "How do you know this?!"

"How do I know this..."

The voice suddenly fell into a long silence, as if thinking about something.

Not long after, a little light suddenly appeared in front of the boy's eyes.

A boy with a kerosene lamp was walking slowly towards him.

When he approached, Ximo's eyes widened instantly.

This person actually looks the same as him!
The same facial features, the same black hair and black eyes, and even the same clothes!
The only difference is that this black-haired boy does not have the black collar given by his master...

Owner? !
Ximo suddenly thought of something, his heart was beating violently, and he wanted to leave here urgently.

Back to his beloved master!

The other black-haired boy seemed to know what he was thinking, and a bewitching smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

Talk to him in a gentle voice: "Don't be nervous, this is your own inner world, and the master is guarding you right now."

Xi Mo didn't listen carefully to his words, and was still looking around, trying to find a way out.

The black-haired boy's smile remained unchanged, and he continued: "Give up, you will never be able to leave here."

His words successfully awakened Xi Mo.

Ximo immediately fixed his eyes on him, his eyes were full of inquiry and wonder: "Who are you, and why are you here?"

Since this is his inner world, why is there another person, and this person looks exactly like him.

The black-haired boy smiled even more brilliantly, and raised the kerosene lamp in his hand to illuminate his and Ximo's faces: "I am you, dear Ximo..."

Ximo frowned instantly, subconsciously took two steps back, his brows and eyes were full of resistance: "Impossible, I can only be me, unique!"

This is what the master told him!

West Mexico is West Mexico, there is only one in the world!
The black-haired boy paused obviously, then lowered his head and laughed: "Hehe. It's useless if you don't admit it, I am indeed you too..."

He suddenly approached Ximo with a kerosene lamp.

The bewitching voice kept echoing in his ears: "I am you, you are me, I only exist because of you, carrying your full love for the master"

Full of love for the master.

This sentence seemed to appear in his mind, and the scarlet in the originally dark pupils disappeared in an instant.

The black-haired boy continued to bewitch him: "I know, you love Master very much, but you dare not express your feelings to her, that's why I was born..."

"Dear Ximo, I have the same deep love for Master as you do. If you dare not do those things, why not let me do them for you..."

As if hypnotized, Ximo repeated his words with empty eyes: "those things I dare not do..."

His extremely thin lips opened and closed slowly, the blood color gradually disappeared, and his eyes became more and more lax, as if he was really hypnotized by him.

His slender and thick eyelashes fluttered like fluttering butterfly wings, and his brain became more and more empty.

The black-haired boy's breathing became rapid in an instant, and the corners of his mouth raised a more wanton arc uncontrollably.

that is really good!
He is about to take full control of this body!

Just when he was about to taste the fruit of victory, Kong Qing's bright smiling face suddenly appeared in Ximo's mind, and his consciousness was instantly pulled back.

His eyes immediately became clear, and he realized that the person in front of him was not a good person, so he immediately pushed him away: "Get lost!"

Ximo glared at him angrily, his sharp and indifferent eyes swept back and forth on him, and finally remembered everything.

He remembered it all!

This person is not another him at all.

It's that hateful and cunning black mist!
Ximo tensed up instantly, clenched his fists and attacked him.

Hei Wu obviously didn't expect that he would attack him, and he accidentally punched him twice.

The black mist immediately returned to its original form.

It was just a cloud of mist without substance, so no matter how Xi Mo attacked it, it couldn't hurt it.

The black mist floated in the air, mocking his incompetence loudly: "Did you see, you are a useless piece of trash!"

"I have become your demon, you will never want to get rid of me in this life!"

Its body gradually disappeared in front of Ximo with its presumptuous voice.

The pitch-black space became silent again.

If it weren't for a kerosene lamp lying on the ground, it would seem that it never appeared at all.

Ximo withdrew his fist and looked down at the kerosene lamp emitting a faint light on the ground, his long eyelashes trembling constantly.

Devil...

What does it mean?
The ignorant boy couldn't understand the meaning of this word at all, he just stared at the kerosene lamp with a dull expression and thought.

"Simo."

"Simo..."

A voice that haunted him suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the young man immediately raised his head in surprise, picked up the lamp on the ground, and ran wildly after the voice.

He looked up at the dark sky, trying to identify the source of the voice: "Master, Ximo is here!"

"Did you hear that, Master!"

"Owner--!"

Ximo woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw only a piece of white snow, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his hands were tightly clutching the bed sheet, as if he had had a terrible nightmare.

Seeing him wake up, Kong Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a handkerchief to wipe off the cold sweat on his face: "Ximo, you're finally awake."

Hearing her voice, Ximo immediately turned his head, stood up abruptly and hugged her.

Like a child, she put her face on her neck and began to cry loudly: "Wuah—Master, I'm so scared, I thought I'd never see you again in this life!"

His tears quickly wet Kongqing's neck skin exposed to the air, and the warm feeling made Kongqing feel a little uncomfortable.

But she still pampered the boy, allowing him to hug her and cry and vent.

A few minutes later, Ximo was tired from crying and realized that he had lost his composure again, so he quickly got up holding his nose.

The tip of his nose and the sockets of his eyes were red, and he apologized vaguely with sobs: "I'm sorry Master, Xi Mo has dirty you..."

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you." She first wiped away the tears on her neck with a handkerchief, and then raised her hand to rub his head gently, "You just woke up, you can't be so emotional, lie down Bar."

Ximo took a deep breath and lay down again according to her order.

Those pitch-black eyes refused to close no matter what, and kept staring at her eagerly.

It seemed that he was worried that Kong Qing would disappear again when he closed his eyes.

Knowing what he was worried about, Kong Qing assured him: "Don't worry, I won't leave."

The young man's tightly pursed lips loosened instantly, and he whimpered and asked her, "Really?"

Kong Qing: "Of course it's true, I never lied to you."

She rubbed the boy's soft black hair again, turned her head and shouted towards the door: "Judy, go to the kitchen and get some porridge."

Soon Judy's excited voice came from the door: "Alright miss, I'll get it right away!"

She guessed that Ximo must have woken up, and her worried heart instantly relaxed, and she trotted to the kitchen.

After the sound of rattling high heels disappeared, Kong Qing shifted her gaze to Ximo again.

Ask him very gently: "How is it? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

The boy stared blankly at her, and it took several seconds before he replied, "Heart."

Kong Qing: "Heart is not feeling well?!"

As soon as her expression changed, she stood up and was about to go to the doctor, but Ximo quickly stopped her: "No, it's not!"

Hearing this, Kong Qing was stunned for a moment, looked at him with complicated eyes for a long time, then sat down slowly: "What's the matter?"

The young man's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he kept licking his chapped and chapped lips, looking inexplicably shy: "There is a kind of tingling, numb feeling, I don't know what it is, but I am very happy..."

He has never been to school, and he can only describe his feelings in the simplest and most plain words.

Are you happy?

I must be happy.

As soon as he woke up, his beloved master stayed by his bedside every step of the way.

Treating him so tenderly, allowing him to hold her and cry...