I was reborn after choking on water [Quick Transmigration]

There are nothing more than three kinds of people who can win in a big fight: those with backgrounds, those who are particularly capable of fighting, and those who have both.

And now, the two with the highest winning percentage have joined a team.

I heard it is still a adoptive mother...father-son relationship.

Zhanfeng Pavilion needs to register first to be selected for the martial arts test, and then they will be played one by one in a random order. Ye Zhuolin has experienced this kind of thing once in the cultivation world, and he has experience, and this time there is a wild sword spirit Help, that's more stable.

Jing Xing remembered what he said before, and instead of directly opening a tragic back door for him, he let him open it himself, so that the back door could be a little more concealed... although it was not very useful.

With Jing Ye by his side, Ye Zhuolin would have no problem sleeping on the ring—this wild sword spirit is usually a cute and pure young boy, but when he starts to fight, he is even worse than Ye Zhuolin And nothing less than that, relying on his natural skills, he was completely invincible. At the end of the fight, Ye Zhuolin simply leaned aside to watch the show, and he didn't need to participate anyway.

Being aggressive is aggressive, but he still remembered Jing Xing's words - don't let yourself get hurt.After all, Ye Zhuolin is a rational person, and his IQ would not drop by [-] because of fighting, so he honestly became Jing Ye's little fan.

However, he is unwilling to participate, but there are always people who want to harm him.

This is the Jianghu arena, a place where a bunch of bastards gather, and it is completely inferior to the good tradition of the Chiyan School in the cultivation world.When he was playing soy sauce on the stage before, he felt that many people in the audience were throwing hidden weapons at him, not to kill him, but one by one was more damaged, and they were all blocked by Ye Zhuolin.

Jing Xing is the pavilion master, and he is on the highest seat of the viewing platform, far away from Ye Zhuolin. He really can't see small hidden weapons, but bigger hidden weapons are another matter.

I don't know who is stupid in the audience, taking advantage of the moment Ye Zhuolin turned his back, he threw a machete at Ye Zhuolin in a daze.

Jing Ye was entangled with people, and didn't pull away for a while. Ye Zhuolin felt something was wrong and quickly raised his sword to block. The sharp blade of Huanghe cut the machete in half, but there were hidden weapons among the hidden weapons, so The moment the machete was cut open, the black liquid inside splashed out. Although Ye Zhuolin quickly avoided it, two drops were still on his hands.

... This broken machete is still fucking hollow.

The next moment, there was a piercing pain in his hand.

Ever since Ye Zhuolin was reborn and gained immortality, he hadn't experienced "pain" for a long time, so he felt uncomfortable for a moment.The black water splashed on his hands smoked slightly, and then the color gradually disappeared. It is conceivable that his skin might have been festered if he hadn't died or been injured.

It was like peeling the flesh and bones on the back of the hand with a knife, and there was a feeling of being burned by the fire, which gradually permeated the entire right arm. Ye Zhuolin's teeth were trembling, and his arm was so painful that he almost lost consciousness, but he didn't reveal anything. Other expressions, indifferently, seem to be just a few drops of rainwater, and only the trembling breath that can't be suppressed can catch a shadow of pain.

The sudden accident did not stop the competition. Seeing that his cheap master was plotted against, Jing Ye was so angry and anxious that he directly threw the two opponents out of the ring one by one, and rushed to Ye Zhuo under the terrified eyes of the audience. Lin's side: "How is it? Is there anything wrong?"

Ye Zhuolin let out a breath, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, you think you're just joking around if you don't die or get hurt? You don't feel anything...Jing Xing?"

Jing Xing descended from the sky with a dark face, grabbed his hand without asking any questions, and put it on his hand to wipe off the wet water stains.

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!" Ye Zhuolin immediately withdrew his hand, but it was already too late.

When the pain hit, Jing Xing frowned, stared intently at his palms for a few seconds, his eyes became colder, then suddenly turned around and stepped off the stage, accurately pinpointing the person who was just about to sneak away while throwing the machete, and everyone backed away like a tide , a large area was vacated, and the man was so frightened that he danced and danced, wishing to kowtow and admit his mistake.

"I really didn't mean it! I actually wanted to hit the other two, who knew he caught it...ah!"

Jing Xing took out a short knife out of nowhere, and the blade touched the man's neck, the blood spilled out, and he could send him back to the west with just a slip of his hand.

"You mean to blame my wife for making random moves?" Jing Xing sneered, with a bit of hostility on his usual gentle brows, like a young master Pian Pian who suddenly turned black in a playbook, "Either you chop yourself up right hand, or I'll chop off your neck for you."

There was no sound, someone's sword fell to the ground, the noise was extremely harsh, many people secretly swallowed their saliva, everyone's eyes focused on the same place, and Ye Zhuolin, who was closest to the party, was stunned for a moment.

He has seen the prudish Jing Xing, the hooligan Jing Xing, occasionally the serious Jing Xing, and even the helpless and cautious Jing Xing.

But he has rarely seen Jing Xing with obvious hostility.

This scene is as beautiful as ever, but he thinks it is dangerous.After all, it is not without criminal record that Jing Xing was ruthless, and Xiao Lulu's glorious past of cutting flesh and bones and roasting it as a human face, Ye Zhuolin has not forgotten it so far.

He's not the kind of coquettish, "Don't kill him, he didn't mean it" kind of brain damage, but killing people is not a good thing after all, the poisonous water is not fatal, even if it doesn't kill him or hurt his body, it just cripples his hand for a while Time, killing people for this...not worth it or necessary.

"Forget Jing Xing, forget it." In the end Ye Zhuolin chose to use his own method to save a life and build a seven-level pagoda, "It's nothing serious, just leave an impression on people, there's no need to move your neck."

The implication of the words is to get some proper revenge, just don't kill people.

Jing Xing paused for a moment, but his expression remained unchanged. Just when everyone thought that the owner of the Zhanfeng Pavilion was about to go his own way, Jing Xing suddenly withdrew the saber and turned his head. Er Zhishi nibbled on his neck.

Ye Zhuolin: "..."

"The one that doesn't move him, the one that moves you, exchange." Jing Xing showed a sincere smile.

"..."

Ye Zhuolin almost felt white smoke rising from his head. On the one hand, he felt that he had been taken advantage of and should take revenge, on the other hand, he also felt that it was really inappropriate to do this in public, so he was caught in a dilemma.Jing Xing seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and took the initiative to bring his face closer: "I will take revenge for you."

"..."

Ji Fengcai dragged away the man who had recovered his life in a daze, and turned his head three times at a step, dragging his dropped jaw and fled in desperation.

The scene fell into silence again.

Jing Xing's face suddenly approached, almost eclipsing his surroundings, only this stunning face was left in his sight, Ye Zhuolin felt as if his heartbeat had missed a beat, and there was a tendency to continue to miss it, he had fought for many years The calmness that came out suppressed the intensifying feelings with difficulty, and at least restrained the impulse, and pretended to be calm: "Next time... I will talk about it next time, I have tried Wu first."

Jing Xing smiled, and stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Zhuolin's face: "Yes, I'll wait for you."

"..."

It's going to explode.

Thinking back to that cute little Lulu, he...how did he become like this?

Ye Zhuolin returned to the arena with a complicated heart. Because of this accident, no one dared to attack Ye Zhuolin again. Jing Yi took the lead, and the two easily won the first place. The martial arts test was over.

As a result, Ye Zhuolin, both civil and military leaders, naturally entered the cabinet smoothly.

No one objected.

mission completed.

...

"Be careful next time." In the pavilion master's private room, Jing Xing lowered his head to bandage Ye Zhuolin's arm with a sullen face, "When the pain sensation has recovered, don't get hurt casually. If you hurt, I will hurt too."

Ye Zhuolin honestly admitted his mistake: "Understood, but... what are you bandaging? There is no wound."

"Pain relief, don't pretend you don't feel it. I rubbed my hands a little, and it still hurts." Jing Xing took the opportunity to press a kiss on Ye Zhuolin's forehead again, "This is not the past, this place is very safe, 'pain' is not The thing to cover up, if you had to pretend nothing happened, I would be more worried."

Ye Zhuolin suddenly snatched the medicine from Jing Xing's hand and wiped it on the back of Jing Xing's hand: "You too, I know that you are a soul and cannot bear the injury, but you are in pain too, if you don't worry about it, then don't worry about it together. "

Jing Xing finally smiled again, pulled Ye Zhuolin in front of him and hugged him in his arms, at this moment, the knock on the door and Ji Fengcai's voice sounded at the same time.

"Pavilion master! How to deal with that person!"

"..."

damn it.

"Chop off his hands, don't make it public, deal with it privately."

Ji Fengcai: "So light?"

"No way, my wife is kind-hearted and soft-hearted. She doesn't like to see bloody scenes. She is used to repaying evil with kindness. Hey, Madam is so kind."

Ji Fengcai: "..."

Ye Zhuolin, the merciful general who can't see bloody scenes: "..."

The outsider got out of the way again and spread the conversation around, enjoying the real-life case of "being in love makes a fool" with others.

In the pavilion, Ye Zhuolin smiled and said, "How can I be soft-hearted? How can I not see blood?"

You were still counting the stars in the camp when Lao Tzu killed a man with a sword?

Jing Xing looked aggrieved: "Look at other people's wives, they are all virtuous and virtuous, and they can also cook, you... Forget it, I won't pick, I like whatever you are."

"..."

"Let's not talk about this, the task is completed, and we are going to start the next step."

Ye Zhuolin woke up like a dream: "Oh yes, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me, what's the next step?"

"Soul swap."

"What's that?"

"that is……"

After a pause, Ye Zhuolin spit out the second half of the sentence: "That's it."

"..."

Ye Zhuolin... Ye Zhuolin, who was attached to Jing Xing's body, was dumbfounded on the spot when his eyes went dark when he looked at his own body.

"This this this..."

This panicked tone appeared in "Jing Xing's" mouth, which seemed very discordant, but Ye Zhuolin was really stunned for a long time, like dreaming.

What is this all about.

Jing Xing also felt awkward, but he was more restrained than Ye Zhuolin: "Cough, well, I know what to plant. Let me tell you the second task first. The task is that this state... lasts for three days."

"..."