I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

The world seems quite normal now, at least when walking on the street, no one will take off with a sword in place, and there are no two men who are afraid of not attracting attention on the street.Ye Zhuolin followed Jing Ye on foot, chatted with Jing Xing from time to time through the system's media, and arrived at the teahouse after chatting.

Anyway, it wasn't election time, and being idle was idle, so Ye Zhuolin simply went upstairs to pass the time.

Before entering, he was worried and asked Jing Xing who didn't know where he was: "I'm going to the tea house to have some tea, shouldn't there be any delay?"

"No delay, but you are so free, why go to the tea house? Isn't the brothel more fun?"

"..."

Ye Zhuolin cut off the conversation without hesitation, pretending not to care at all, and said "huh" several times, Jing Ye blinked his watery and innocent eyes and glanced at his angry second master, and he almost knew what happened.

Absolutely being bullied by his pious master again!

Why!Poor second master!

I don't know if it's just a coincidence, but the storyteller happened to mention Zhanfeng Pavilion.Ye Zhuolin put down his teacup and stretched his head to look around, only to find that the storyteller was not an old man, but a young man in his 20s.The young man is full of vigor, full of vigor, and has infinite admiration and longing for heroes. When he talked about "Zhanfeng Pavilion", his voice was directly raised eight tunes, which made people think that this guy was sent to a teahouse to advertise his performance at the end of the month. of.

"The Zhanfeng Pavilion is an incredible place. Newcomers are selected every four years, and the number of recruits is not fixed. There are as many as a hundred or as few as one person. Oh, the people who are selected are all masters! The Feng Pavilion is directly connected to the imperial court, and the people inside can fight and be officials, and any one picked out will be a big boss."

"Let's take the martial arts test in a few days' time. It's a bloodbath. Those who go on stage have to sign a life-and-death certificate. That guy is more ruthless than the other. If he is not careful, he will be permanently disabled in the ring. Hey , tsk."

Ye Zhuolin lowered his eyes halfway, listening to the hot-blooded young man spit on the top, and the audience below sighed, and the Zhanfenggebi was blown into a star in the sky. His first reaction was not that this task was not easy to do, but that Jing Xing's identity.

The owner of the Chopping Wind Pavilion.

So how awesome is he?

Just as he was thinking about it, the hot-blooded young man began to chatter again: "However, there is a bloody storm here in the Zhanfeng Pavilion, and their pavilion master is actually a handsome man with the appearance of a gentleman. Secretly promised, but the flowing water is ruthless, I almost suspect that their pavilion master likes men."

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

The hot-blooded young man was probably forced out of anger by himself, and he danced and almost shouted: "There will be another martial arts competition soon, and the master of the Zhanfeng Pavilion will still be there in person. I don't know how many people will be bruised again. Hey! I just hope there won't be a stampede this time."

The teacup in Ye Zhuolin's hand was cracked.

Isn't...is Jing Xing so popular?

It seems that he really enjoyed his time in other worlds.

Seeing Ye Zhuolin cracking the cup, Jing Ye mistakenly thought he was jealous, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, general, although the young master has too many suitors, he has never responded to anyone, it's all other people's wishful thinking, young master absolutely It belongs to the general alone."

Ye Zhuolin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Pfft, where are you going, although he is a beast in clothes, but he is not a playboy, well, the third world... He can do this to see me, I have to doubt him Half-hearted?"

After Ye Zhuolin finished speaking, just as he took a sip of tea, Jing Xing's voice suddenly appeared: "Moved."

"Pfft..." Ye Zhuolin quickly wiped his mouth, "Crap, I actually forgot that you can hear me."

"I'm in the pavilion, but listen to what you said just now... Are the storytellers in the teahouse talking about my heroic deeds and love affairs?"

Ye Zhuolin instinctively covered his ears, looked left and right, and stammered: "Whoever told you, don't be too sentimental."

"It's all right, listen more, so you will realize how honored it is to have a husband like me."

"..."

Can you be more shameless?

Ye Zhuolin listened to the deeds of the hot-blooded young man brainlessly blowing about the master of the Zhanfeng Pavilion, and at the same time he heard Jing Xing blare in his head, hearing double blows, Ye Zhuolin couldn't bear it anymore, and ran away.

Jing Ye was left with a dazed expression, like a child thrown on the street by his quarreling parents, hurriedly threw silver taels on the table, and followed Ye Zhuolin to leave.

People are coming and going on this street, children are running around holding sugar figurines and paper pinwheels, adults are shouting behind, and old people are walking slowly on crutches. Zhuo Lin felt like returning to Nanzhao.

However, not long after the peace, the street suddenly became chaotic. The stalls who had been enjoying each other’s prices just now hurriedly pushed their stalls back into the house as if their homes were on fire at the same time. Back off, the Wind Chopping Pavilion is here!"

The chaotic sound of horseshoes also appeared. At this time, only Ye Zhuolin Jingye and a few people who hadn't had time to run home were on the street. The rein rushed over without even slowing down, and was terribly indifferent.

It's as if he didn't regard the person in the way as a life at all.

At this moment, Ye Zhuolin pulled out the dagger from his waist and threw it out with lightning speed. The dagger stabbed straight at the horse's leg. The horse roared and its front hooves raised, Jing Ye followed With an invisible figure and speed, he directly dragged the person off the horse.

The leader fell to the ground abruptly, was about to fall out of internal injuries, and couldn't get up after lying on his stomach for a long time. The others were also dumbfounded when they saw this change.

These people are all dressed in black clothes, similar to Ye Zhuolin's clothes, but much darker than Ye Zhuolin, each of them seems to be a demon crawling out of the darkness, staring at Ye Zhuolin with a gloomy appearance, like Feel free to do it.

The people around had already run away, most of them opened the window sills to peep, a few brave ones even half-closed the door to watch, Jing Ye was cold-eyed, and the Taotie in Sword Soul was also ready to move, as if he could fight with these people at any time. People come to a shopping mall.

"Is this the fucking one from the Zhanfeng Pavilion?" Ye Zhuolin was amazed, "Your subordinates ride horses without looking at people and hit them directly? Are your brains on your ass?"

Jing Xing knew what was going on when he heard his tone, and replied: "Zhanfeng Pavilion is the most mysterious dark force in the imperial court. It originated from the Jianghu. Do you expect them to be more disciplined? Zhanfeng Pavilion itself is a killer organization. In recent years, the control has been strict and they have been subordinated to the imperial court, but they are essentially free, so as long as no one is killed, no one dares to say anything."

"You don't care?" Ye Zhuolin asked while stepping on the leader, "You are the master of the pavilion, how can you tolerate this kind of unhealthy atmosphere?"

"The emperor can't do whatever he wants. The Zhanfeng Pavilion has been in such a broken state for so many years that it can't be saved. I have put in a lot of control after I took office, but the results are not satisfactory." Jing Xing seemed to sigh, "After all, it's not me In this world, there are some things that can’t be done.”

"This organization is like this... so many people want to join? Does it hurt to be idle?"

"Normal, once you enter the Zhanfeng Pavilion, you will be able to be an official, even if you eat and die every day, you will get a salary, and the Zhanfeng Pavilion is like the elite team you formed when you marched and fought. A sense of superiority, and people don’t think they are too good, and they naturally want to take a higher step if they can take a higher step.”

"Vanity." Ye Zhuolin finally commented.

Jing Xing smiled, and he was full of flair: "No, I'm different, I'm for you, there are two exams for Zhanfeng Pavilion, literary and martial arts, and I don't have to worry about the subject of the literary exam. I have just formulated the new regulations, and you can just sit back and enjoy the success."

"..."

This little day is too comfortable.

He was so comfortable that he didn't want to go back.

Just when he and Jing Xing separated each other, the person lying on the ground finally struggled to get up slowly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he wanted to wring the head of the person who was stepping on him. Within a few seconds, Ye Zhuolin stomped on the ground again.

"Give up, you hurt me, you have to kowtow to your pavilion master when you go back."

Everyone at the scene: "..."

Who is this?Too arrogant!

The people in the Zhanfeng Pavilion raised their swords one after another, waiting for the first order from them to be stepped on the ground, they can chop Ye Zhuolin into meat. Jing Ye also maintained a state of preparation. It can split the person in half.

Amidst the restlessness, Ye Zhuolin snorted softly, grabbed the saber, white light flashed, the blade slammed into the ground as it wiped the faces of the people under his feet, and he could feel a breeze from the tip of his nose, even the ruthless leader of the Zhanfeng Pavilion team He also trembled involuntarily.There was a smile on the corner of Ye Zhuolin's mouth, which was cold, making his clean white face a little harsher, like a carnivore finally shedding its sheepskin disguise.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate.

Suddenly a familiar voice appeared: "Feng Cai, what are you doing?"

The corners of Ye Zhuolin's eyes twitched, and he turned his head violently, meeting Jing Xing's eyes. Although Jing Xing called someone else's name, his gaze was on him.The legendary owner of the Zhanfeng Pavilion looked dusty. After seeing Ye Zhuolin, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression was a little helpless, like a father whose son had come to deal with the aftermath after a fight outside.

The dear brother who was stepped on by Ye Zhuolin... fierce brother, named Ji Fengcai, because of his high martial arts skills and ruthless heart, he is considered a celebrity in the Zhanfeng Pavilion, but this celebrity is really disrespectful at the moment.

In fact, Ji Fengcai is not very old, only in his early twenties, and he can vaguely see the imperceptible youthful spirit in Leng Ao's eyes. The Leng Ao youth froze when he saw his pavilion master, and then he felt aggrieved involuntarily.

But I'm wronged, they didn't do anything, they just raced a horse, so what?

And it was two little white faces who looked about his age who dragged him down.

Ji Fengcai thought that their pavilion master was here to vent their anger on them, and there was a trace of pride mixed in with his grievance: "Pavilion master, we are just racing horses and doing nothing else, but... oh, don't step on me! It's you! How dare you Stab me with a knife!"

Ye Zhuolin was touched, and his face was full of bewilderment: "The conscience of heaven and earth, I pierced the horse's leg, are you a horse?"

"Xiaofeng grew up with me, if you stab him, you stab me!"

"..."

Okay, okay.

At this moment, Jing Xing spoke again: "If you didn't do anything, why did he tie your...horse?"

"We are racing horses, and they can all testify."

"Racing horses don't care about people, just run into them?" Ye Zhuolin sneered, "Ordinary people's life is not life? Are you high-ranking officials fucking superior to others? Then if I break your neck now, is it justice?"

"You came out of the corner suddenly, did I fucking stop in time? And I yelled, but you still didn't hide, my **** thought you were looking for death, and I wanted to help you to have a good time."

"Is this a question of whether you can avoid it? This is a question of your attitude!"

"What's wrong with my attitude? It's obvious that you were the first to use the knife, okay?"

"presumptuous."

In the end, Jing Xing summed up all the words with two words.

After all, it was outside, and it was the master of a pavilion, Ye Zhuolin would not sweep Jing Xing's face, so he honestly stopped talking. After a while of silence, Jing Xing walked up to Ye Zhuolin's side imposingly, and looked at him Expressionless, especially cold.

Is this about to start guarding?Ji Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately gloated, and said, the pavilion master is still very good, and he knows how to protect the calf!Sure enough, Zhanfeng Pavilion is a warm place, and Jing Xing is a model pavilion owner, full of love and justice.

However, at the next moment, the model pavilion master suddenly held the outsider's hand, and his eyes, which were so cold just now, suddenly became gentle, and the connection was seamless.

The gentle and model pavilion master left behind a group of stunned own subordinates, and said to outsiders: "Hmm...my fault, I didn't manage my subordinates well, which surprised Madam, and I hope Madam forgive me."