When a Fanfic Protagonist Transmigrated into the Original Novel

In the end, Wang Qingqiao was chopped off by Yi Xichen and fell to Lianjianping.

The victory and defeat have been divided.This shouldn't have been a arduous battle, but it produced a arduous and arduous battle.

Lu Ziyao helped the collapsed Wang Qingqiao up: "Junior Brother, are you alright?"

Xiao Kui squeezed over, his face so ugly that it was frightening: "Wang Qingqiao! How could you not beat that Yi Xichen?! Did you intend to surrender, or was Yi Xichen tricked?!"

During the sword competition just now, Wang Qingqiao devoted himself wholeheartedly to it, and didn't think too much about it other than being surprised that Yi Xichen could have such a strong sword energy.But at this moment, after being scolded by Xiao Kui, he suddenly came to his senses.He played on behalf of the Sword Pavilion, but lost to Yi Xichen from the Medicine Pavilion, and lost all face.

Wang Qingqiao struggled to push Lu Ziyao away, looked up at Master Yuying and the elders of Sige: "Master! Head!"

Of course he was not satisfied with this result.But he knew in his heart that Yi Xichen hadn't cheated, and had even been releasing water all the time.So although he was dissatisfied, he didn't know where to start for a while.

"Master!" Xiao Kui said anxiously, "Yi Xichen asked Changsun Zijun to help him with sword energy and interfered with Junior Brother Wang. This battle cannot be counted!"

Lu Ziyao reprimanded in a low voice: "Xiao Kui, don't talk nonsense, how long will you be ashamed of yourself!"

Even Wang Qingqiao shook his head.Xiao Kui was in a hurry and confused, these words were indeed nonsense.Changsun Zijun's sword aura shocked everyone, and Yi Xichen was also a sword cultivator. Even if he had a good personal relationship with Changsun Zijun, he would not be exempted, not to mention that he stood closer to Changsun Zijun.External interference will not affect the sword repair competition.What's more, Wang Qingqiao knew that the sword energy belonged to Yi Xichen, not Changsun Zijun!

But Wang Qingqiao finally remembered what he was dissatisfied with.He did lose to Yi Xichen and had to accept it, but Yi Xichen claimed that he was the fifth in the Medicine Pavilion to fight him. This is impossible!

Wang Qingqiao hurriedly said: "Their Medicine Pavilion..."

"Enough!" Yuying said, "The outcome has been decided. Tomorrow the sword competition will officially start, and the list of 20 people will be drawn as usual in Shennong Hall. As for other matters, I will discuss with the elders. You go back to practice. Bar."

Wang Qingqiao was stunned.He didn't believe that the head master couldn't see what was wrong today, but the head master didn't point it out.The real Yuying is a person who sticks to one word once a decision is made, and there is no room for change in this matter.Even the elders have different expressions.After all, he didn't say anything in front of his disciples.

Yi Xichen got off Lianjianping and walked up to Changsun Zijun, who calmly supported him.Almost instantly, Yi Xichen's sword energy weakened.

Although the lottery was about to be drawn soon, they still walked away from the crowd quickly.As soon as he was in a deserted place, Yi Xichen spat out a mouthful of blood!

Changsun Zijun was startled, and noticed that the breath in Yi Xichen's body was extremely chaotic, so he quickly poured his own true energy into him to help him protect his tendons.

"How are you?" Changsun Zijun looked serious.This was the first time he used the method of seizing the mind, and he thought it would be fine, but Yi Xichen apparently suffered a backlash.It seems that the seal in Yi Xichen's body is far more powerful than he thought.

Yi Xichen waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.But he seemed unable to even walk.

The grandson Zijun helped Yi Xichen sit down under the banyan tree, and Yi Xichen lay down weakly, resting his head on his lap.

"Zi Jun."

"Ah."

"I'm really not a pseudo-spiritual root."

"you are not."

Yi Xichen closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

His heart was agitated, his chest was tight and painful, a mouthful of blood gushed up his throat again, and just as he was about to swallow it, Changsun Zijun patted his chest lightly, signaling him to just spit it out.

After a while, Yi Xichen spoke again.

"Do you know who killed my parents?"

At this point, he finally believed it.Changsun Zijun's demonic obstacle came in a strange way, but he did know some things that he shouldn't know.

"I don't know."

Yi Xichen squeezed the hem of his clothes tightly, and sighed weakly after a while.

In the ten years of training in Tianjianmen, he has never shown the appearance of being driven by hatred.He also does not live for revenge.Becoming a strong man and avenging his parents was just one thing he had to do in his life.No matter how many years you wait, there will always be that day.

"That will be eight years later." Yi Xichen smiled calmly, "Zijun... Is it too far-fetched to say thank you?"

The eldest grandson Zijun pinched the back of his neck again: "Ah."

"But there is one thing I have to say." He opened his eyes and moved his head on Changsun Zijun's lap.

"Ok?"

"Will you stop putting that thing on my head?"

"..."

An hour passed in a blink of an eye. Yi Xichen regained some strength and was supported by his grandson Zijun to stand up. He was about to go back to Shennong Hall to draw lots to determine the opponent for tomorrow's competition.

Before they had walked a few steps, a person from Yujian flew over from the sky, blocking their way.

The two quickly saluted: "Master."

Seeing Yaobudu's livid face, Yi Xichen felt a little apprehensive, took a step back with a sneer, and was about to hide behind Changsun Zijun.

"Yi Xichen, didn't I warn you to be more honest!!!" Yao Budu roared angrily.His voice was like a bell, and even the thick banyan trees on the side of the road trembled with fright, and the eardrums of Changsun Zijun and Yi Xichen were almost shattered by him.

"My disciple is very honest." Yi Xichen brazenly opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Yesterday I practiced with Zijun, and we didn't know what happened. It just happened accidentally. Isn't it, Zijun?"

The eldest grandson Zijun looked up at the sky, pretending not to know anything.

"Yi Xichen!!! Grandson Zijun!!!"

"Master, it's not good for you to be like this." Yi Xichen suddenly became serious.

Yao Budu was taken aback for a moment, but suddenly became furious.How dare this stinky and shameless bastard turn around and teach Master a lesson? !He was about to curse, but Yi Xichen jumped out like a dog and squeezed his shoulders: "Master, you are always so fierce, if your disciple is a little stupid, wouldn't it be obvious that you care about him? How bad it is!"

Yao Budu was stunned for a moment, the anger in his heart was like a flood that had been flooded, and it was unstoppable.He opened his mouth and shook his head resentfully: "You bastard..."

Yi Xichen squeezed his shoulders more frequently.

Yao Budu glared at Sun Zijun: "I thought you were a prudent kid and could control him, but in the end you just spoiled him!"

"Hmph," Changsun Zijun said, "I'm not used to him, hmph!"

The medicine is not poisonous: "...you didn't take the medicine?"

Yi Xichen hurriedly pulled Yao Budu over, and acted like a baby at him: "Master~"

Yaobudu turned around and patted Yi Xichen's head.Yi Xichen was flattered, and was about to lower his head obediently, but the next moment Yaobudu grabbed his ear and twisted it hard.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, it hurts..."

"I'm afraid that one day even I won't be able to protect you."

Yi Xichen was only focused on crying out for pain, when he suddenly heard such a serious sentence, he suddenly felt that he had heard it wrong.Is this what the medicine said?

"I'll protect you." The eldest grandson Jun said lightly.

Yaobudu let go of Yi Xichen's ears, and stared at Changsun Zijun with complicated eyes: "I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth! Do you really think you are capable? What are you, kid?"

The eldest grandson Zijun said solemnly: "I am very good."

"Yo?"

"I'm just amazing."

The eldest grandson Zijun was a little depressed. He didn't understand why the medicine was not poisonous, but he didn't believe him.Does he have to say "Hmph, I'm not very good, huh" before others will believe it...

They were all amused by Yaobudu, pointing at this, pointing at that, thinking how to impress them, when suddenly another person flew over from Yujian, but it was the elder Lin Zhen who was guarding the sword pavilion.

Today, Shoujian Pavilion suffered a great loss together with Refining Sword Pavilion. When Lin Zhen saw a few people, he fell down, and said strangely: "Yi Xichen, I can't see that you are hiding something."

"Get out!" Yaobudu was full of momentum, like an old hen guarding chicks, "My disciple, it's no one else's turn to talk!"

"Elder Yao, am I praising your disciple, ha ha."

"It's not your turn to praise these bastard things!"

Lin Zhen rolled his eyes, too lazy to argue with him, Yu Jian flew away.

Look, isn't this a very good way to protect the shortcoming!

After all, Yao Budu had vented his anger and couldn't bring it up again, so he cursed at them bitterly. Seeing that the drawing of lots was about to be delayed, he had no choice but to rush them away.

Inside Shennong Hall, the other [-] disciples were already waiting. When they saw Changsun Zijun and Yi Xichen coming in, they had different expressions, but the master Yuying, who was the master, was sitting in the hall, and no one dared to say anything.

The lottery is decided by the wooden kites. There are ten wooden kites in the hall. After being activated by spiritual power, the ten wooden kites will first fly to the hands of ten disciples.Then these ten wooden kites will lead ten people to another ten people, so the two who received the same wooden kite will become opponents in tomorrow's competition.

Although these 20 people are five people in each pavilion, the subsequent matching has nothing to do with the origin of the disciples.In other words, any two people can be matched, no matter if they come from the same cabinet or different cabinets, no matter if they have a bad relationship or have a deep personal relationship.Further down, it is the contest between the winner and the winner, and the contest between the loser and the loser, until all the rankings are determined.Each disciple has to compete at least five times, and the outcome of each game is very important. If they lose one game in the early stage, the final ranking may be quite different.The winner of every game is naturally the final leader.

Even though he had already won a game today, Yi Xichen was still a little nervous.With his current state, he doesn't know how much he can perform tomorrow.He can only pray that Muyuan will match him with a weakling.

Soon, the wooden kite flew up and fell into the hands of ten disciples.Yi Xichen glanced at the situation on the field and heaved a sigh of relief.He, grandson Zijun, and Lu Ziyao all got the wooden kite, at least he won't fight these two in the first match tomorrow.

Mu Yuan took off again, and when it landed, all the opponents in the first competition had been confirmed.

Yi Xichen looked at the unlucky guy who had received the same wooden kite as himself, with a big smile on his face.He stepped forward and patted Sun Xiaoqian on the shoulder of the weeping little junior brother: "Junior brother, you are lucky, remember to be merciful tomorrow."

Sun Xiaoqian pursed his mouth, wanting to cry or not, but in the end he still smiled: "Well, Senior Brother Yi, I will work hard!" As a Medicine Pavilion disciple, he didn't expect to get many rankings, and to be able to participate in competitions The sword meeting is already a kind of honor, and you can get a lot of spirit stones.Even though it's the same clan fighting each other, even if it's not Yi Xichen who gets drawn, he will lose anyway, it doesn't make any difference.

Yi Xichen's mind was finally settled.The backlash from the mind-capturing method is quite severe, it is impossible for him to take a second risk for this fairy talent, and the next step can only depend on strength.He knew Sun Xiaoqian's depth, and winning this first match would not be a problem.

After confirming his opponent, Yi Xichen went to care about Changsun Zijun.He is very assured of Changsun Zijun's strength, even Lu Ziyao is no match for Changsun Zijun, it will not be difficult for Changsun Zijun to win the leader this year, no matter who he draws will be fine.

But when he took a closer look, the smile on his face froze.

The opponent that Changsun Zijun got - Yue Xiaorou, the iron-blooded junior sister of Lianjian Pavilion!

"My mother." Yi Xichen held his forehead, his heart was half cold.The eldest grandson Zijun's luck is absolutely rotten to the extreme.Among the twenty disciples, the only female disciple was actually chosen by him!

Can't talk to women, and definitely don't shoot women - this is Changsun Zijun's biggest weakness.Tomorrow's competition, what should I do...