I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

After Jing Xing personally proved what it means to "push the nose on the face" at the textbook level, he was finally treated with fists and kicks by Ye Zhuolin.

Ye Zhuolin's punching speed was as fast as piling on the spot, almost hitting a phantom, Jing Xing didn't dodge, just stood on the spot as a prick, smiled and felt Ye Zhuolin beating him violently, and even said: "Tired Just take a rest."

Ye Zhuolin exploded, and finally became dirty: "I don't care about your uncle's Jing Xing!"

"I don't have a grandpa, so you can't be bothered." Jing Xing smiled as if he didn't feel any pain, and while bearing the blows from Ye Zhuolin, he said the most annoying words in the most gentle tone, "My dear, don't forget , I am the system, I can also control your actions, don't offend me."

As expected of a general, Ye Zhuolin has sufficient physical strength, so far his fists are not light, there are constant bang bang muffled noises, as if hitting a thick quilt, Jing Xing sighed helplessly, stretched out his right hand and turned into a flower, Passed it over: "I will send you a flower, calm down, General, do you want to plug it in for you?"

"Damn it? Pull this broken white chrysanthemum away! You pay homage to me after I die!"

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Hey, don't you like this flower? I read your memory, and you like to give this to others the most. Whether it's for the dead or for the living in neighboring countries, I always remember it. .”

"..." Ye Zhuolin took a deep breath, "I haven't been buried in the soil yet, and I don't need to bury myself and curse myself, don't worry about it, oh yes, how can you...be transformed into a flower?"

"Well, I've upgraded, it's amazing."

The two chatted leisurely, one was willing to fight and the other was willing to endure but they didn't stop. After suffering, Jing Ye stared aside, not knowing whether to help "father" or "mother". Aggrieved like a child, he shrank to the side, with a very low sense of existence.

Finally, seeing the endless beating, Jing Xing finally grabbed Ye Zhuolin's right wrist, and while Ye Zhuolin was cursing, he put the palm of his right hand on his left chest, which is the heart. position, this action neatly ended all Ye Zhuolin's words.

After all, Ye Zhuolin liked Jing Xing, faced with such provocations, he was instinctively timid, and he was ashamed to say it.

Feeling Ye Zhuolin's whole body stiffen, Jing Xing smiled, instead of making fun of him, he said softly, "Did you feel it?"

Before the blush on Ye Zhuolin's ears faded, a new blow came - Jing Xing's heartbeat seemed to be more energetic.

Ye Zhuolin was stunned, looked at Jing Ye, then looked back at Jing Xing, ignoring the beating heartbeat and pretending to be calm: "No wonder you can reveal your identity so simply, you don't even bother to struggle when you are dying, your feelings are already I've figured it out."

"Forget it, I've already confirmed that I can gradually recover my life." Jing Xing's hand has grown many plant buds at some point, like a manual potted plant, "Now, I can become a low-level spirit, that is, Said, I have enough conjuration and contact with flowers and plants, and in the next world, maybe I will be able to meet people."

Ye Zhuolin asked another fatal question: "When the time comes, can I change into a human?"

"...No." Jing Xing explained very patiently: "The limit is flowers and plants, and high-end spiritual objects with self-consciousness cannot be changed, not even mice."

"Oh, that's fine, otherwise there will be chaos." Ye Zhuolin was in a good mood when he learned that Jing Xing could turn back into a living person, and he almost didn't care about Jing Xing lying to himself so many times, "So, the task Woolen cloth?"

"Well, I have to go to a place first, I'll take you there, Jing Ye!"

Jing Ye is like a low-level servant with no status, who is there whenever he is called. The two exchanged a tacit understanding, and then Jing Ye simply turned into a lump of broken light again, melting back into Huang He's sword. The next moment, Huang He The sword seemed to be injected with life suddenly, and it actually started to float in the air by itself, almost hitting Ye Zhuolin's knee.

Then, it stopped firmly at the foot of Ye Zhuolin.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

What are you doing, stepping on?

While he was in a daze, suddenly a hand wearing a white glove grabbed his arm: "Come on, come up and try."

Even though there were two or three layers of fabric, Ye Zhuolin still felt his arm go numb, but his brain came up as he said, and stabilized on the sword.

"Well, it's not bad." Jing Xing praised without hesitation, even though he couldn't think of anything to boast about.

Brainless boast always sounds a little ironic, Ye Zhuolin just wanted to instinctively go back, but his hand was suddenly gently pinched, and the well-dressed beast Jing Xing leaned into his ear and whispered: "I remember you are not afraid It’s taller, but it’s too high here, if you’re afraid, just tell me.” Then, he clasped his hand even more aggressively.

Even though there is still a layer of gloves between them, the way they hold each other is with interlocking fingers.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

Accompanied by the almost exploding scalp, Ye Zhuolin didn't spit out the fragrance that was choking in his mouth.

It's not that the two of them have never held each other before, but this is the first time that they have intertwined, especially after they understand their intentions. In addition to novelty and hesitation, it is more of an unexplainable excitement, like a poor child picking up Ten thousand taels of gold, I don't know how to spend it, but I am happy.

However, the excitement of novelty didn't last long before being frightened away.

General Fengzhi hadn't experienced the word "scare" for a long time.

"Fuck! Where is this!" Ye Zhuolin almost roared.

"In the sky, among the clouds." Jing Xing said standing behind him in the fierce wind.

"..." Ye Zhuolin wanted to scream instinctively, but he couldn't yell out, the cry stayed between his teeth, accompanied by large ups and downs, leaking air from time to time, and made a sound similar to whimpering.

This is too fucked up.

Ye Zhuolin is now at a height of ten thousand miles, and what he is stepping on is a sword that he can't even see. The whole figure seems to be rising with the wind. According to Jing Xing's control, he will fall freely for a while, and then soar up to [-] li for a while. The face is blown down.

I just refreshed my world view, and realized that people in this world can fly not long ago, and I have followed suit, flying very thoroughly, especially when I go to the sky for the first time to experience this kind of high-level operation. The beast was thrown into the sky and was ready to fall to death at any time. Ye Zhuolin was already a genius with strong self-control if he could keep silent. Others would probably be able to spit out bile and then fainted from fright.

When Jing Xing finally had enough skin and landed smoothly, Ye Zhuolin's complexion was ashen, and he was ready to utter obscenities.

However, he was no match for his physical fitness, and as soon as Jing Xing let go, Ye Zhuolin lost his footing and fell to the ground. Jing Xing quickly grabbed him again, and sighed helplessly: "Why is your ability to control the sword so weak?"

"..."

It's like throwing someone who has never been in the water into the water and taunting: "Why can't you swim?"

Ye Zhuolin leaned against Jing Xing's body for half a stick of incense, his face gradually returned to normal, and then he slowly uttered a sentence: "I...I just wanted to chop you up and grind your ashes."

"I'm doing this for your own good." Jing Xing said aggrievedly, "You also know that this mission is mainly about fighting. Immortals must fly when fighting. Yujian is already the easiest way to fly. Maybe when the time comes Flying like a celestial being, are you sticking to the ground as a sundial?"

Ye Zhuolin fought back very confidently: "My life is gone, I still want face?"

"..." Jing Xing rubbed his nose with one hand, "Actually, with me here, even if you don't have an immortal body, you won't be able to fall to your death."

Ye Zhuolin wanted to roll his eyes: "Oh, I'm really touched, thank you."

"Thanks to General Ye, I am ashamed and ashamed."

After a while, it's time to hit the road again.

Ye Zhuolin was mentally prepared this time, and felt much better after flying.In fact, he himself was very courageous, he was not so much scared as he was just startled, his complexion may have been blown by the wind, as for falling down after landing, it was purely dizzy.

And this time, Jing Xing was even more shameless and effectively diverted his attention.

"Can you stop doing this?"

"Is not it good?"

"I don't think it's very good."

"If you hold it like this, your center of gravity will be more stable, and you won't get dizzy so easily."

"Thank you, don't bother me, I won't get dizzy, please don't pick me up, my clothes will come apart."

Feeling that Jing Xing behind him had finally let go of the suffocating embrace, Ye Zhuolin felt that his trachea was enlarged a few times, his breathing was instantly smooth, he took a long breath, and began to try Yujian.

Then, just for a moment, he found the feeling, even gradually took over control.

"Did you copy the best root bone for me again?"

As Ye Zhuolin said, he turned his head, wanting to ask what happened, but Jing Xing, that stinky and shameless man, kept pushing his face forward, to the side of his neck, so the moment Ye Zhuolin turned his head, , his lips barely brushed against Jing Xing's.

Maybe the distance is really not enough, or maybe the distance is enough, it's just a phantom.

Although they didn't meet each other in the end, both of them were stunned.

Ye Zhuolin, who had already fully grasped the control of Yujian, was restless, and Huang He tilted his sword, turning them both over. Jing Xing immediately regained control, and stepped on the sword again, but it was too late to grab Ye Zhuo forest.

In desperation, Jing Xing could only swoop down, pass through the clouds, take Ye Zhuolin into his arms, and hug him horizontally, without handing over control of life or death.

It was the first time in Ye Zhuolin's life that he was hugged horizontally by someone, and he even forgot to swear at him. The empty back was extremely unsuitable, he couldn't control his center of gravity, and instinctively lay down on the back. With the support of his arms, grown men who were not much different moved around like caterpillars, and especially had to reserve a third of their strength to guard the sword. Helplessly, Jing Xing said decisively: "Be good, don't move."

This sentence seemed to have magic power, Ye Zhuolin froze all over, changed from a caterpillar to a human stick, blinked, not knowing what to do, looking quite innocent.

It's quite cute, Jing Xing thought.

Ye Zhuolin blushed, seeing that he was getting closer to the ground, he struggled and said, "So, I won't move, can you let me go?"

"Go down?" Jing Xing raised his chin, "Although it's not ten thousand miles high, it's still hundreds of feet away. Why, do you want everyone to see you fall from the sky like a sky-swapping monkey?"

In the end, in order not to lose face, Ye Zhuolin chose to bear the humiliation and nestled in Jing Xing's arms, his ears turned red until he fell to the ground.

When he landed, he seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting in the distance: "Fuck."

Ye Zhuolin, as a model of civilization, is also very sensitive to other people's civilized language. He knew that there was someone beside him, so he immediately jumped off Jing Xing, looked down at his feet, and was... dumbfounded.

I saw that he and Jing Xing were sitting on a boulder floating in the air. There was actually a waterfall between the boulder and the ground. I didn’t know how it was done. It was as if there was water vapor around the waterfall. For the spectacular.

There are also many boulders like this. On the boulders, there are all people in blue and white clothes, just like copying and pasting.

This scene was like a dream.

Especially, when everyone half-knelt down and shouted at Jing Xing, "See the master", Ye Zhuolin admitted that for a moment, he wanted to scratch his head.

They're all from the fucking outside, why is Jing Xing so awesome?

But before he had time to catch a wave of madness, he heard Jing Xing said: "The first task in this world is to win the Immortal Sword Conference and become the head of the sect, huh huh!"