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

Chapter 270: Transmigrated into the Protagonist’s White Moonlight 20 (End)

Rong Jin flew to Tensho-in Temple, and after arriving at Tensho-in Temple, he went straight into the Ju Ming Tower to meditate.

Spring goes and autumn comes, five years have passed, and Rong Jin is coming out for the first time.

Xiang Xianyun changed into a darker colored outfit, and when he saw him, he smiled and said, "If you don't come out, I'm leaving."

Rong Jin asked, "Where are you going?"

"Return to Lingbao Temple."

Rong Jin said dryly, "Oh."

Xiang Xianyun pinched his cheek and said, "Don't pretend in front of me. I know that the ruthless way has no effect on you."

Rong Jin: “Oh.” He didn’t believe it. Xiang Xianyun must be cheating him.

Xiang Xianyun's hand went down and tickled the itchy flesh on Rong Jin's waist: "Stop pretending, don't I know what kind of person you are?"

Rong Jin listened to his tone and realized that Xiang Xianyun didn't seem to be joking.

He stopped trying to hold back his smile, and laughed with his eyes crooked, slapping Xiang Xianyun on the arm: "How did you know that?"

Xiang Xianyun raised his eyebrows and said, "It's a secret. I'll tell you next time you come out."

"alright."

Somehow the news of Rong Jin coming out of Ju Ming Tower got out. Just after he talked with Xiang Xianyun for a while, two people came up to him.

Wu Ling saw Lin Zhimiao coming over at the same time as him, and silently rolled his eyes, pushed Xiang Xianyun away and said, "Rongrong, long time no see, have you broken through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"

Rong Jin said "hmm" coldly.

Wu Ling held Rong Jin's hand tightly with his lowered hand: "Rong Rong, I will soon break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage, and I will catch up with you."

"Ah."

Lin Zhimiao stared at Rong Jin with complicated eyes: "Rongrong, I won't let go."

"Ah."

Lin Zhimiao didn't know what to say, but didn't want to leave now, so she stood aside and listened to Wu Ling and Rong Jin talking.

"Rongrong, a lot of things have happened in the past five years. Guan Chen was killed by Lin Yan, and Lin Yan is now the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm. The cultivation world and the demon world are no longer at odds with each other."

Rong Jin was not very surprised by this result.

Guan Chen is a villain. In the plot, he died at the hands of the protagonists, but in the end, Lin Yan still became the new Demon Lord.

Wu Ling continued, "Do you still remember the cat that has been pestering you? He is the demon king of the demon world. There is no such thing as a little prince in the demon world."

This news surprised Rong Jin a little.

Wu Ling did not notice the slightest emotion in his eyes. "Rongrong, I am already the head of the Jiuyin Pavilion. Are you willing to go to the Jiuyin Pavilion with me?"

Rong Jin released his hand: "No, I have to go to Ju Ming Tower to practice tonight."

Wu Ling grabbed his hand again, breathing unsteadily, and said, "You still want to practice? You have already reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage, do you still want to ascend to become an immortal?"

After Wu Ling became the head of the Jiuyin Pavilion, he learned more about the ascension. He frowned, suppressed his overly excited emotions and said, "Rongrong, don't practice anymore. No one can withstand the thunder tribulation. You will die under the thunder tribulation."

"It doesn't matter." Rong Jin said.

Xiang Xianyun pushed Wu Ling away and said to him with a smile: "Master Wu, Rongrong is tired, you should go back first."

Wu Ling knew that his current mood was not right, and he was afraid of losing control and hurting Rong Jin, so he left.

Without Xiang Xianyun saying anything else, Lin Zhimiao said goodbye very consciously.

The surroundings returned to silence. After a long while, Xiang Xianyun said, "Are you sure you want to continue practicing?"

Rong Jin said with a firm look in his eyes: "Well, I want to break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage."

"Okay, before you ascend, can you come out to see me again?" Xiang Xianyun looked at him.

Rong Jin said: "Okay."

Xiang Xianyun took a step towards him and bent down.

Rong Jin's eyelashes trembled, but she didn't push him away.

"Rongrong, I will wait for you."

Rong Jin has not come out once in the past fifty years since he entered Ju Ming Tower.

When he came out, Amaterasu-in had already replaced its monks with a new group, and restored the magic and demon cultivation departments.

As he walked on the street, many people still glanced at him and talked about him.

As Rong Jin walked, the scene in front of him changed and turned into Jingbei Mountain.

"Rong'er."

Fu Shengwei's face turned pale and he shouted from five steps away from him.

Rong Jin said respectfully, "Master."

Fu Shengwei raised his hand, wanting to touch him.

But what he pulled over was just a wisp of Rong Jin's soul, which he could not touch.

"Rong'er, stop practicing. The fairyland disappeared a thousand years ago."

Rong Jin didn't ask him why he knew that, but just looked at him quietly.

Fu Shengwei lowered his hands, clenched them, and told the secret that had never been told before: "I broke through the Spiritual Transformation Stage six hundred years ago, and after experiencing the thunder tribulation, I entered the Immortal Realm. The Immortal Realm is a ruin. If you enter it, you will get lost and there is no way out."

It took Fu Sheng two hundred years to get out of it, and he almost lost himself, but fortunately he finally succeeded.

But he knew that he relied on luck to get out, and he didn't even know where the exit was.

"Rong'er, trust me once, okay?"

He held Rong Jin's face and gave her a kiss.

The kiss didn't land properly and Rong Jin couldn't feel it, but he saw a tear on Fu Shengwei's cheek.

Rong Jin couldn't help but say, "Owner, don't wait for me."

He returned to Tensho-in, sighed softly, then flew towards Lingbao Temple on his sword and bumped into Xiang Xianyun in mid-air.

"Hey, Rongrong, are you here to see me?"

Rong Jin: “Yeah.”

Xiang Xianyun held him to the ground, scratched his palm and said, "Rongrong, don't pretend in front of me."

Rong Jin pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't change it at the moment."

Xiang Xianyun was amused by him, "You don't need to apologize for such a small matter. Do you remember what I told you?"

"Remember," Rong Jin asked anxiously, "How do you know that I'm not a cold-hearted person?"

Xiang Xianyun laughed again.

"It's simple. Rongrong's acting skills are superb, but not perfect. From your interactions with Zhu Wu, I can tell that you are not the kind of person who is completely without emotions. Of course, the most important point is that I can predict destiny."

Rong Jin: "Will fate tell you this kind of thing?"

"Yeah," Xiang Xianyun said proudly, "I know everything."

"Oh." Rong Jin was skeptical.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky and thunder rumbled.

Xiang Xianyun put away his lazy demeanor and said seriously: "Your thunder tribulation has arrived. I will be nearby to protect you."

Rong Jin said without any panic: "Okay, you should also pay attention to safety."

Xiang Xianyun turned around and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine. Rongrong, I'm looking forward to meeting you again."

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and a thunderbolt struck.

……

"Qiqi?"

Rong Jin was wandering in the world of nothingness, looking at the surroundings filled with dead silence and emptiness.

He called out 0517 several times but got no response.

There is no clear direction in the world of nothingness. Rong Jin randomly chose a direction and moved forward in that direction.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he saw a crack.

Spiritual energy continues to leak out of the cracks. In another hundred years, the cracks may become even bigger, and the four realms will be in dire straits.

Rong Jin stared at the crack, trying to find a way to remedy it.

The dragon scale around his waist suddenly became hot. Rong Jin picked up the dragon scale and couldn't help wondering when this dragon scale appeared on his waist.

The dragon scales were given to him by Jing Fu before he left the previous world of cultivation.

This piece of dragon scale does not belong to this world, but it is extremely strong and seems to be able to be used to repair cracks.

Rong Jin didn't hesitate too much and flew to the crack, trying to repair it with the dragon scale.

He underestimated the power of this crack, and Rong Jin had to use all his strength to avoid being blown away by the crack.

He let out a breath and continued to repair the crack.

Time passed minute by minute, the crack was successfully repaired, and no more spiritual power was leaked.

Rong Jin fell to the ground exhausted and was picked up by someone.

"Little five?"

No, it’s not Rong Xiaowu.

Although this man looks a bit like Rong Xiaowu, if you look closely, you will find their differences.

"Are you Qiqi?"

The man smiled softly: "It's not wrong to call me that."

Rong Jin hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you...thank you..."

He could only remember his last name, not his first name.

The man was slightly surprised and said: "Rongrong, remember, my name is..."

He whispered those three words into Rong Jin's ear.