I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

On that day, the Zhanfeng Pavilion, which has always been revered by people, was almost blown up—thousands of girls who secretly promised each other, learned the news that their sweetheart was someone else's husband overnight, and suddenly, the sky fell. The ground was cracked, and the best sachet was tasteless. Countless beautiful girls broke into Zhanfeng Pavilion to ask for an explanation.

Because, it's okay to be someone else's husband, but why does it have to be another man's husband?

The male-to-female ratio is tense, are beautiful men sold domestically?

The crowd was huge, shouting ups and downs, pushing and shoving as if they wanted to rush in and hack Ye Zhuolin to death. Ji Fengcai kept everyone out while scolding his mother. ! I misread you! I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

"That's right! Back then, my second aunt's third sister's classmate's cousin's sister-in-law's sister-in-law had the honor to have a few words with the pavilion master, and I even showed it off to people everywhere! Pavilion master, you can't do this!"

"The master of the pavilion is a broken sleeve! Although broken sleeves are nothing, but...then I have no chance!"

Ji Fengcai had a headache from the noise, so he had to use his sword, but he didn't scare off the group of aunts.Although the Zhanfeng Pavilion is high-ranking and self-willed, it can't really kill people without saying anything. Ji Fengcai can only stand outside the door like a sculpture with other people, with a solemn face. All the grievances in the room were gone, only the hope that the pavilion master would come out and drive this group of people away.

It was bustling outside, but the atmosphere inside was very gloomy. Ye Zhuolin was leaning against the wall, eyes half-closed, eyebrows still raised, like a debt collector, and almost wrote "I'm not happy, come and coax me" on the face.

Jing Xing coughed dryly for a while, and found a very perfect reason: "Actually...cough, it's like being thrown a handkerchief after you go back after winning a battle. , You see, I didn't respond, I'm very good."

"It seems that you have lived a good life in the past few decades." Ye Zhuolin put on a sneer, "As soon as the golden finger is opened, the qualifications are duplicated, and after a fight, the high position is casually promoted, and then relying on a Your face is full of flowers and grass, play happily, play enough, think of me, take me over, and take a look at the fruits of your labor, oh, hypocrisy!"

When Ye Zhuolin's last words came out, Jing Xing could hear that Ye Zhuolin was not really angry, so he got more and more aggressive, and with Ye Zhuolin's posture leaning against the wall, he suddenly got into trouble, and put his arms up to Ye Zhuolin On both sides, he circled his whole body.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

How can you be anxious while talking? !

"Don't be angry." Jing Xing tapped the corner of Ye Zhuolin's lips lightly, "It's my fault, I shouldn't be so good-looking and provoke irrelevant people."

Ye Zhuolin: "...are you always speaking human language?"

However, the tone of this sentence is already soft, and if you coax him any more, it will probably be amused.

Ever since, Jing Xing continued to press his nose to his face, and then kissed Ye Zhuolin's eyelid: "Laugh if you want to, it's really worth having such a perfect husband who is a heartthrob, and a husband who only belongs to you." Something to laugh about."

Ye Zhuolin finally had nothing to say, and General Ye, who decided to improve his temper, ended the topic with a sentence of "fuck you", and chose An Xin to rub fire with Jing Xing.

Because, just as Jing Ye said, Luo Hua intends to flow ruthlessly, and Jing Xing is like a lotus flower in mud... No, how can love be called mud?That is...the lotus in the sea of ​​flowers, even though it is surrounded by clusters of flowers, it is still unmoved.

Ye Zhuolin is not an overly hypocritical little girl, nor is she a careless rough guy, so she will care about Jing Xing's group of suitors, but not too much.He feels that loving this thing is based on respect and trust, and any unilateral possession and control is an act of mental retardation, and he doesn't want to be a mental retardation.

However, he still held back his vinegar more or less, Ye Zhuolin felt a little sad and indignant, so he bit Jing Xing's lower lip hard, and the person on the opposite side "hissed" in pain, but Jing Xing was not willing to let go, but continued to act mischievously , forcing Ye Zhuolin to back away, wishing he could punch a hole in the wall and get away.

Breathing entangled for a moment, just when the two were glued together.

"Boom", the door opened.

Ji Feng just broke in: "Pavilion master! I can't stop it, can I do it... hey?"

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

Jing Xing: "..."

Although the two separated immediately, this thing... After all, it can't be as simple as drinking water. After drinking, wipe your mouth and you won't be able to see anything.Ye Zhuolin instinctively turned to face the wall, cursed a few dirty words secretly, Ji Feng just stayed where he was, Jing Xing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Jing Ye, take people away."

The sound was not loud, but very penetrating. Men, women and children outside the mansion had been making noise for a long time, and the disciples in the pavilion were already exhausted. When they suddenly heard Jing Xing's voice, it was as if the savior had come, and everyone was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

In the silence, a handsome young man in a silver-patterned black robe jumped out of nowhere and entered the mansion with a "swish", pulling back people's wandering thoughts.The people from Zhanfeng Pavilion didn't stop him at all, just when the gatekeeper was annoyed and ran back to catch him, there was another "bang", and a person was thrown out.

"Fuck who is this...fuck you, brother Fengcai?"

Although Ji Fengcai was young, he was ruthless and capable of fighting. Many people in the pavilion who were older than him had to flatter him and call him brother. However, at this time, this brother was thrown into the sky for the second time. His whole body was covered in dust and his clothes were in a mess. It looked like he had been beaten.

Jing Ye was merciful, and rushed over before Ji Fengcai fell into severe paraplegia, and grabbed Ji Fengcai casually, which saved his happiness for the rest of his life.

Ji Feng had only lived for more than 20 years, and it was the first time he was crushed by someone like this, and his mentality and body were hit double. Ji Fengcai could be strangled to death in a moment.

Is this... the gap from different worlds?

Ye Zhuolin's eyes sparkled: "Do you think I can..."

"No." Jing Xing extinguished the flame in Ye Zhuolin's heart, "You can't use spells in this world, if you use them, you will suffer backlash. Jing Yu is a sword spirit, and spells are born with no restrictions. You are an acquired talent. The copied ones are naturally not as wanton as he is, and even I can't use them indiscriminately." He sighed again, "This is the difference in birth."

Before Ye Zhuolin could swear, he saw Ji Feng standing up crookedly, pointing at Jing Ye "you you you" for a long time, but finally he was discouraged, and then turned to Jing Xing: "Pavilion master! You actually let others bully me?"

"Why is it someone else." Jing Xing hugged Ye Zhuolin's shoulders, and the moment he opened his mouth, there was a huge thunder that exploded people's ears, "This is the son that my wife and I picked up."

Ji Fengcai: "..."

The person who rushed over: "..."

Jing Ye: "'Huh?"

The group of people collectively froze into sculptures, only one eyeball could move, Jing Xing held Ye Zhuolin's hand indifferently, and said without anyone else, "The Chinese test will start tomorrow, may I give you some questions?"

Jing Xing actually said such a matter that could not be put on the stage, he almost dragged Ye Zhuolin to the stage and announced in public: "There is no need to take the test, this is my wife, and he is the first one."

Others dare not speak out.

Therefore, the next day, when Ye Zhuolin unfolded the test questions, he could feel countless curses pouring over him from the beginning to the end. The answer to "How to make a cannon" was filled to the brim. When he handed in the paper, the person collecting the paper looked at him as if he saw the owner of the Zhanfeng Pavilion running naked in the street.

Backstage, tsk, not as open and above board as in the cultivation world, but it is exactly the same.

But he still paid a price for it. Ye Zhuolin specially wore a high collar today, for fear that the imprint on his neck would be seen by others, and he was very guilty when writing, so he covered it with his hand, which made many people suspect him Cheating, hiding the note in his hand.

Because of the tediousness of the answers, even if the questions were cleared the day before, they might not be able to memorize them.

The identities of the people who want to enter Zhanfeng Pavilion vary, but basically they all have a heart of "I'm awesome, I will pass", but the essay test was directly beaten to nothing, and the people next to him watched him hand in the paper, almost His eyes turned red, and he murmured in a low voice: "Isn't it just relying on the pavilion master to get through the topic, what's the big deal about the people who go backstage, cut it."

Unexpectedly, Ye Zhuolin has excellent hearing ability. He lamented that the essay test here was too strong, and at the same time, he heard someone pointing fingers, so he turned around, facing the person who was muttering just now, and said casually: " Hey man, someone was farting just now, did you hear that?"

brother:"……"

"I seem to say that I copied the answers off-the-shelf, tsk, with such nonsense skills, I can even come back with a champion in the imperial examination, where is Xianxin talking behind this?" Ye Zhuolin pushed up the skirt of his clothes Swipe, with a malicious smile, "I'm not only good at writing, how about I make one for you on the spot?"

"..."

So reasonable and so confident, even if he said "I can fly you thousands of miles into the sky", some people would believe him, so no one dared to mutter anymore.Anyway, the essay test can't represent everything.

Everyone came to the martial arts test with their own minds, and many people planned to secretly take revenge on this arrogant person.

However, it wasn't until an hour before the start that everyone was announced. This year's martial arts test added a joke rule: "Two people are allowed to participate in the competition. The winner, both of them can pass together."

Immediately, the sparrow turned into a phoenix, and thousands of revengeful desires were lost, and it turned into a thigh-hugging scene.

Ye Zhuolin is obviously a ready-made thigh. His awesomeness does not lie in himself, but in the man behind him.Ye Zhuolin's handsome face had two big characters "Backstage" written brightly on it. The person who had planned to take revenge in the past turned his back on Ye Zhuolin, weeping bitterly and throwing himself on Ye Zhuolin, begging to form a team.

Ye Zhuolin dodged one person on one side, and the next person rushed forward. He had a sense of sight of "3000 beauties in the harem". The scenery in the distance.

Jing Xing is now in an invisible state, only Ye Zhuolin can see him, he looks like a melon eater by the side, when Ye Zhuolin was finally accidentally rubbed against the corner of his clothes, his gaze at the theater finally changed Changed, and gave a few instructions to Jing Ye who was also invisible by relying on the technique, Jing Ye nodded repeatedly, then appeared, and walked to Ye Zhuolin's side.

Ye Zhuolin reacted in an instant, and grabbed Jing Ye's arm: "We have formed a team, I have teammates, everyone, please leave."

"..."

Someone recognized that this young man was the one who dumped Fei Ji Fengcai, and immediately his mood exploded.Even the masters in the Zhanfeng Pavilion can be directly thrown away by this person, so what else can this person not beat?

This is simply mobile first!

Why not team up with three!

Just when everyone was in different moods, a gong sounded: "The match begins—"