[Quick Transmigration] Cannon Fodder Counterattack

Xiao Yi got up from the bed in a daze, looked at everything familiar in the room, and dazedly touched his face.There is no scar left on his face for saving others, and his skin is not as rough as it was later. Now he has no beard, and his chin is smooth... He really, is back? !

He could remember the pain caused by the rampage of zhenqi in his body, it was so painful that he almost wanted to die the next moment.Then, then he literally lost consciousness.But... he went mad and didn't die, and went back to the past. He was really, very lucky!

Thinking of who made him go mad, he narrowed his eyes, suddenly overflowing with murderous aura.The little junior brother he once trusted with all his heart, the lover he once loved the most... He gave all his trust, and what he got in return was actually nothing but betrayal.

"Master, have you woken up? Morning class is about to start! If you don't rush over, you will be late!" Someone knocked on the door, and a gentle and gentle voice sounded outside the door, but if you listen carefully, you can hear the hidden voice behind it. A trace of anxiety and worry.

Closing his eyes and restraining all his emotions, Xiao Yi walked over to open the door with a gentle smile: "Let's go there quickly, so that Master won't worry."

"Okay." The person in front of him smiled lightly, and walked to Lianwuping at a leisurely pace.It's obviously the same disciple's clothes, but there is a special charm when wearing this person in front of him. Every move of this person always looks so elegant and graceful, and he is naturally extravagant.If he changed his clothes, this person would no longer look like a swordsman, but a noble son of a family, so honorable.

Looking at this person's back, Xiao Yi was in a trance again.This person is his favorite little junior, Rong Jing. He gave up everything for his junior, and he was willing to be his wife. He even told him about the treasures guarded by his family, but in the end he got the news that the treasures were stolen...

"Eldest brother?" Rong Jing turned to look at him, with slight doubts in her eyes.Very shallow but very true.

Xiao Yi concealed a smile, lowered his head and walked quickly.The little junior brother looks very beautiful today, even more beautiful than the person in memory... Even the gray eyes that make people feel afraid are beautiful.The light gray eyes are like two extreme gemstones.

Rong Jing followed behind him, clenched the long sword in her hand, her fingertips turned white from his pinching.But then he let go of his fingers and followed Xiao Yi step by step towards the training ground.

In fact, the morning classes are the same every day, all of which are word learning and martial arts.The big brother Xiao Yi urges everyone to learn and practice martial arts.As for Junior Junior Brother Rong Jing, he is naturally the object of everyone's envy and hatred - good martial arts, strong appearance, gentle temperament, full of nobleness and elegance in every move, except for being particularly clean, he is completely impeccable in other aspects. The person who most wants to marry is at the top of the list, and even the elder brother Xiao Yi is ranked below.

There are three disciples in the head. The eldest brother Xiao Yi has excellent aptitude and temperament, and his martial arts is also the best among his peers.The second senior brother Wu Qian laughed all day long, he looked like a white dough but he was not a target to be bullied by others.Junior brother Rong Jing has an excellent foundation, he is a martial arts prodigy, but his appearance is so outstanding that he has to be watched as soon as he goes out of the school, so he always wears a bamboo hat when he goes out, and most of the time he doesn't go out unless he can go out.

Because of the foundation of his previous life, even if his mind wanders, Xiao Yi can find out those sneaky guys. As for Wu Qian and Rong Jing, he doesn't need to worry at all, especially Rong Jing, who has always been used by him as an example to teach those Not serious disciples.

After the morning class, the disciples dispersed in twos and threes, Rong Jing took the knife and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and she didn't know where she went.Others don't know where Rong Jing will go, but Xiao Yi is fully aware that there are only a few places Jing goes to most often, one is by the stream in the back mountain, where there is an old pine tree that has grown for more than a hundred years, Whether it's practicing swords or resting, it's a good choice; one is the Sutra Pavilion, where Rong Jing likes to read; the rest is in the closet in Rong Jing's own room, where Rong Jing likes to shrink when she is hit too much .

Looking at the current time, Rong Jing would not go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so Xiao Yi went to the back mountain after a short thought.Sure enough, under the old pine tree beside the stream, he saw Rong Jing who was lazily leaning on the tree, her eyes lightly closed and she seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Eldest brother." He greeted lightly, and Rong Jing suddenly raised the corners of his lips. Although he didn't open his eyes, a faint smile still appeared on his face, "Eldest brother, can you play a tune for me?" listen?"

Xiao Yi recalled the previous life, Rong Jing said the same to him in the previous life, and how did he answer... "It's not impossible for me to brag, but you have to hit me first."

"Blow first and then fight, if I win you, you will blow for me forever, how about it?" Rong Jing opened her eyes, and smiled brightly for a moment, the world turned pale and the sun and the moon dimmed.Even if Wei Jie was resurrected and Pan An was alive, he might not be as gorgeous as Rong Jing at this moment.

Xiao Yi silently pulled out the sword, the sword reflected a cold light in the sun.However, if he didn't blush, then his action might still be somewhat threatening.

"Heh..." Seeing Xiao Yi's movements, Rong Jing smiled lightly, and changed back to that gentle but alienated little junior, "I was just joking, but I didn't expect you to blush."

As soon as the words fell, a white light fell towards him. He didn't seem to do anything to avoid it, but his body moved horizontally abruptly, and the white light fell dangerously against his body.The next moment, the knife slashed like lightning, and he jumped up from the ground and started to fight back.

It's very strange that someone like Rong Jing should choose an elegant and restrained long sword as a weapon instead of a domineering knife.The sword is the gentleman of a hundred soldiers, and the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers.Swordsman, bully.

Suddenly, a long sword was picked up and fell obliquely into the stream not far away, while a knife was firmly placed on Xiao Yi's neck.In this battle, Xiao Yi still lost.

——Even if you have so much experience later on, so what, Xiao Yi now does not have such a strong inner strength a few years later, but Rong Jing is stronger than the person he remembered.One is strong and the other is weak, it is not too strange to lose, even if Xiao Yi really knows Rong Jing very well.

Returning the knife into its sheath, Rong Jing leaned back on the tree again, with a leisurely posture: "Brother, you have lost now, can you play the flute?"

Xiao Yi found a place to sit down, with a bit of doting in his eyes: "Jing will cause me trouble." He said so, but his action was to take off the flute on his waist, and played a song leisurely.

Listening to the sound of the flute, Rong Jing's face was cold and relaxed, and it turned into a gentleness like water.Xiao Yi glanced at it inadvertently, and instantly pressed a wrong note.

"...Brother, have you ever considered playing the flute for me for the rest of your life? I think I only know the art of piano, but there is no problem in playing a piece together." Rong Jing tilted his head, and the mottled sunlight shone on his face On the face, it not only coated him with a layer of gold, but also made him a little more illusory that does not belong to this world.

Xiao Yi couldn't keep blowing any longer, staring blankly at the person in front of him.No matter how euphemistically you say it, this is just a statement of love, for the rest of your life... In the last life, it was also like this, after that...

The suddenly approaching body, the extra warm and soft touch on the lips... Xiao Yi suddenly pushed away the person in front of him, even forgot to take the flute, and staggered away from here.Rong Jing fell sideways on the ground beside her, but there was a flash of determination in her eyes, and the corners of her slightly raised lips were lifted up again.