I'm Not Crazy [Quick Transmigration]

In the past hundred years, there have been two major cancers in the cultivation world. Legend has it that they murder and set fire, summon souls to refine ghosts, eat bones and drink blood, and do all kinds of evil.But all the monks who claim to eradicate evil and promote good will use a sentence of scolding them as a joke after tea.

These two are naturally Tu Xianzun who everyone shouted to beat, and Xiao Wuchang Jun who blocked his throat at the sight of blood.

Now these two big tumors are leaning against the door frame with their arms folded, their faces are dignified and the group of juniors of the Chiyang Sword Sect who are digging the soil are still there.

Bai Feiran looked at the sun, and spoke first: "Sovereign, I think... if Qixia Mountain knows that Mr. Yuan Qing has become what he is now, we probably won't just cut chicken for nothing."

Jin Yuqing squinted and looked over.

Bai Feiran swung the saber down, and said, "It's the dragon and the phoenix making good fortune."

Just hearing the name of this dish made Jin Yuqing feel as if his entire spine had been chopped off by a kitchen knife, his hairs suddenly stood up, and he pulled out the crazy fan inserted diagonally from his waist, and fanned out Xiao Wuchang who was gloating and fearing that the world would not be chaotic. Far.

Bai Feiran pulled out his bleeding lightsaber in the air, turned around to block it, and landed lightly on the eaves in the distance. His overly red clothes flapped in the wind, like a big moth with unusual aesthetics.

Jin Yuqing glanced over, and was about to open his voice to sarcastically, when suddenly there was a movement of broken porcelain from the hall behind him.

He felt a pain in his head, turned around and stepped into the hall, shouting: "Mr. Yuan Qing!"

The man in the hall was holding a green-glazed thin-necked bottle in his arms, dragging his feet around like a wandering spirit, his waist-length black hair spreading all over his back.He was wearing Jin Yuqing's clothes, which obviously didn't fit well, they were shorter, with a small ankle exposed.

Looking around, the ground is full of debris, and the other colored ones are not smashed, and only the celadon is picked.

Yuan Qingjun stopped when he heard the cry, and turned to look at Jin Yuqing with blank eyes.

Jin Yuqing leaned forward two steps, but saw him suddenly raised his hand, and spat the green glaze bottle on the ground, and the porcelain fragments exploded suddenly.Although his mind was different, but his cultivation was still there, he cut himself with true energy when he smashed the porcelain, and a long and thin wound was exposed on the back of his foot.

Yuan Qingjun looked down at the fragments that cut him, not only did not hide, but raised his foot to step on it.

"Foot feet—Jun Yuanqing!" Jin Yuqing rushed over and coaxed, "Why are you angry?"

Yuan Qingjun was pushed down on the couch, his face was upright and cold, but Jinkou shut his mouth and refused to say anything.

Jin Yuqing called him several times, and the majestic Tu Xianfeng Demon Lord squatted in front of the couch, with Yuan Qingjun's feet flat on his knees.He took out the hemostatic and muscle-promoting ointment from his storage kit, wiped it and said, "Yuanqing Jun? Xiao Daxian? Xiao Yi?" After changing several names, he finally felt helpless and pretended to say: "A Yi Ah, do you know that you can’t throw things around? It doesn’t matter if you smashed me, if you smash and kill some innocent people next time, how can you live up to your own reputation? When your head is healed, you will regret it!”

Hearing this, the legs on her knees suddenly retracted, and Jin Yuqing raised her head in wonder.

Mr. Yuan Qing's eyes were clear, and he made a solemn nasal sound: "Yes."

Seeing that Jin Yuqing got up later, he added: "I'm sorry."

Jin Yuqing's figure flickered, and she couldn't help looking up at the window, thinking that the sun was going to set in the east today.What a proud man Yuan Qing is, usually he doesn't even bother to reward these demon cultivators with blue eyes, but now he actually said sorry to him, a big demon, and said it so sincerely and from the bottom of his heart.

When I just woke up a while ago, I have never seen him so obedient.

Jin Yuqing quickly waved her hand: "Don't! Don't apologize, it's scary..."

Yuan Qingjun pursed his lips and looked at him.

After thinking about it, Jin Yuqing vaguely had an idea in his heart, and turned around and called, "Yuan Qingjun? Xiao Yi?" Seeing that he ignored him with a stern face, he called again—"A Yi?"

Yuan Qingjun frowned: "Yes."

Jin Yuqing burst out laughing straight away, okay, Dare to be affectionate is that people don't like to be called Yuan Qingjun at all, but like such a pretentious nickname like Brother Lover.He bent down and pinched Xiao Yi's face, and murmured: "Don't you like Chi Yang Jianzong?"

He smashed the cyan porcelain that was the same color as their sect's costumes, and he didn't like the names they gave them, even the most flamboyant "Xiao" surname in the Xiuxian family.To say that he has no prejudice against Chiyangzong, even ghosts would not believe it.

Xiao Yi's eyes were full of Jin Yuqing's shadow, and it seemed that his IQ was on the line at the moment, so he choked out a few words and said, "I never hated it."

I never hated it, and I may not necessarily like it.

Jin Yuqing didn't know what happened between him and Chiyang Jianzong, and didn't want to pursue the details, so he asked with a smile, "Then do you hate me?"

Xiao Yi didn't even think about it, and said directly: "I hate it."

"...?!" Without showing any affection, Bai has taken care of you for so long!

Jin Yuqing felt that she really wanted to beat someone up, even if he was probably Chen Ai - she wanted to beat him up too.

But it's strange to say that even though Xiao Yi said he hated him, whenever Jin Yuqing called him "Ayi, Ayi", he didn't answer once.And when Xiao Yi was the most obedient, it was Jin Yuqing who called him like the spring breeze, and then even if he was given sour wild dates, he could swallow them without embarrassment.

Later, Jin Yuqing discovered that he was not stupid, but that his memory was stuck at a certain stage in a messy manner. For example, every morning at Chenshi, he would inevitably practice a set of basic swordsmanship that did not belong to the Chiyang Sect, as if it had been a long time. Habit from long ago.

Then he had to stand in the courtyard for a long time, thinking about what he should do after finishing sword practice, but he usually couldn't think of it, and the state of thinking seemed to be in a daze.

Jin Yuqing would not pick this hour to disturb him, because this is also the time when he is most at ease and does not need to be questioned.

After practicing the sword, he was in a daze, and he would return to the hall by himself.

So Jin Yuqing squinted again, and lay on the bed for a while with the sound of swords clanging outside. After a while, he slowly got out of the bed, took off his middle coat, and planned to change into a new one.Only then did he untie his belt, bent down to look at the glazed beads on his ankles, and said in his heart: "It's been a while, and I haven't seen this thing remind me any more, so it's not Mr. Yuan Qing or Chen Yi, right? "

Hearing again, there was no sound of swordsmanship outside the window, but at this time, Mr. Yuan Qing should have only used half a set of swordsmanship.

"Mr. Yuan Qing?"

Jin Yuqing raised his voice strangely, and there was a sudden "bang" behind him, which startled him, and turned around to find that Wuyu Sword had fallen to the ground.And the owner of the sword was standing beside him, wearing a remodeled gold-rimmed black robe, staring at Jin Yuqing's feet with fixed eyes, frowning slightly.

Why did he come in suddenly?

The two were separated by a few steps, but neither of them moved.

Xiao Yi had seen enough of his feet, and picked up Wuyu on the ground without saying a word.Jin Yuqing thought he was returning the sword to the sheath——

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden flash of Ling Lie's sword, and the sharp point of the sword spun around in front of Jin Yuqing's face, and bypassed his instep.

Sword spirit weapon, Immortal Raiders.

Straightforwardly, he cut off the thin silver chain that was constantly cut by the knife, and the glazed beads hung on the blade of the sword, and suddenly flew into the hands of Yuan Qingjun.And Jin Yuqing was forced back by the sudden sword energy, fell down on the couch, watched Xiao Yi hold the bead between his two fingers, turned back and forth to observe, facing the sun to see a white orchid carved inside .

"Yuanqing-jun, be obedient, give it back to me!" Jin Yuqing jumped up, stretched out her hand and said loudly.

Xiao Yi looked back, was yelled at and lowered his eyes for a while, as if he was not willing to return the beads to him, his eyes were filled with grievances, and said: "I have seen it."

Jin Yuqing was about to grab it, but when she heard his words, she stopped immediately, walked around in front of him and grabbed his shoulders, held Yuan Qingjun's face in her hands, and confirmed word by word: "Say it again?"

"I've seen it before." Xiao Yi calmly repeated it against the impatient face in front of him.After a moment, he hesitated again, held his head and recalled carefully: "I can't remember, it seems that there is—"

Before the words fell, Xiao Yi's eyes suddenly opened wide.

Jin Yuqing didn't even put on her belt, she raised her hand to clasp Yuan Qingjun's chin, kissed him superficially, and then looked at Yuan Qingjun who was stunned and couldn't even blink with a smile.

He is a piece of flawless and beautiful jade, raised by Chiyang Sword Sect for hundreds of years, he probably has not even touched other people's hands a few times, let alone the devil's lips.Even being an idiot now, this is shocking enough.

The glazed bead accidentally slipped off, rolled on the ground a few times and hit Jin Yuqing's toes.

"...has a rabbit"

Xiao Yi opened his mouth and continued tremblingly, the Wuyu Sword he just picked up was thrown to the ground again.