The script of Quick Transmigration has gone astray

Jiang Zuojun in the carriage was already irritated by Yang Xiaobao's chattering voice, and after learning that he was going to Sanlipo to practice, he began to persuade him in various ways, even threatening him to tell his cheap parents.

The unbearable Jiang Zuojun directly stuffed a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into the opponent's mouth, looking at the swollen cheeks, which looked very cute like a gluttonous hamster, he felt better now, and planned to eat again in the future. I didn't bring this follower out either.

But half an hour has already arrived at the place, this place called Sanlipo is actually a small town, the martial arts arena is set in a large open area in the center of the town, and the carriage directly enters the town.

Although the town is small, there are also many vendors, doing business on both sides of the road, shouting from time to time, which can be heard far away, mixed with teahouses, wine shops, foot shops, and butcher shops. There are street children who are storytellers, drunkards drinking in restaurants, disabled old people begging, old men driving ox carts, and nobles sitting in sedan chairs. .

Jiang Zuojun, who was in it, thought for a moment that this was a real existence. He shook his head and looked away from the window.

The carriage stopped at the periphery of the martial arts arena. After getting off, Jiang Zuojun walked in front, and Yang Xiaobao followed closely behind him, looking around curiously with round eyes.

Although it was his first time here, Jiang Zuojun understood the truth that the place with the most people was the place he wanted to go, and he walked lightly towards the direction of the crowd.

The martial arts arena is divided into two, the one in the east is for job seekers, and the one in the west is for sparring. After confirmation, Jiang Zuojun strode towards the west arena with his tail on his back.

There is no such thing as a referee in the sparring competition stage, whoever wants to get on it, life or death, but so far no one has died, so the people in the competition here are more conscious.

There were two young men who wielded swords on the field. The swordsmanship of the man in Tsing Yi was obviously slightly better than that of the man in black. After more than a dozen rounds, the man in Tsing Yi won with a beautiful move. After that, the two met each other. They hugged each other with a smile and left one after another.

Afterwards, a handsome man walked onto the stage. Jiang Zuojun was about to jump up, but unexpectedly, Yang Xiaobao grabbed his arm behind him. He frowned and turned his head and said impatiently, "Let go."

"You can't help it, young master, if something happens to you, the master will kill me." A pair of big innocent eyes were looking at him pitifully on his chubby face.

Jiang Zuojun sighed helplessly. It would be great if he knew how to tap acupuncture points. In the future, he must learn how to tap acupuncture points. As long as he knows how to use Dingshen, Duan, and Sleeping points, he won’t be in the embarrassing situation he is now.

Glancing at the sights of the people around him, Jiang Zuojun had no choice but to retreat from the crowd. He picked up this little troublemaker and walked to a tree with a crooked neck. His face was gloomy, "Xiaobao, be good to me." Wait, if you don't listen, I'll tie you to a tree, believe it or not?"

Hearing Jiang Zuojun's threat, instead of being afraid, Yang Xiaobao laughed out loud, "Master, you are so funny, how could such a gentle person like you do such a vulgar thing."

Looking at this smiling face that deserves to be beaten, he lost all good mood, pursed his lips tightly, his soft eyes became a little cold, and his tone was a little lower, "You don't believe it?"

Hahaha... There was a burst of belly laughing, looking at Yang Xiaobao who was laughing so hard in front of him, he was a little speechless, he didn't understand what was so funny about it.Could it be that he was too fierce to make the child stupid?

Yang Xiaobao, who was smiling with tears in his eyes, was sympathetic, and begged for mercy: "Master, you are so cute when you play fierce, and you don't have that kind of vicious aura at all. Oh, master, stop making trouble, my stomach hurts."

Well, Jiang Zuojun admitted that he was completely defeated. If he had known earlier, he would not have brought this live treasure. After Yang Xiaobao sat on the ground and rubbed his stomach with blank eyes, he turned his gaze back to the martial arts arena in front of him, his eyes were full of resentment.

Not far from them, on the second floor of the inn, an imposing man was sitting by the window, the teacup in his hand was no longer warm.A pair of brown eyes were as bright as agate, and he had a panoramic view of everything that happened downstairs, and he looked away dully.

As long as Jiang Zuojun turns his eyes, he can see his attacking target, but at this time his eyes have been firmly fixed on the arena, and after several rounds of bargaining with Yang Xiaobao, he vowed that there will be no aftermath, and Yang Xiaobao is unwilling Nodding reluctantly.

Jiang Zuojun, who was finally liberated, said that he would never negotiate terms with children in the future. This freedom cost him a whole month's pocket money, plus two boxes of Xingyuezhai snacks.Although he doesn't care about these things, the feeling of being cheated makes him crazy. What about worrying about it?Nima, this is a proper trap, okay, why would ancient children cheat people?

Jiang Zuojun jumped onto the stage under Yang Xiaobao's worried and expectant eyes. The moment he took the stage, the crowd of onlookers had already started talking.Among them are some young masters who recognize Jiang Zuojun, some are surprised, some ridicule, but most of them are booing below with the mentality of watching the fun.

The man in green who had already stood on the stage shook the sword in his hand, looked at the vulnerable young man in front of him, and jokingly said with a half-smile: "Who am I? Isn't this a willow medicine jar? Why come here to find a bully?" ?”

Jiang Zuojun also recognized the man in front of him, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, evoking a sneer.

This Long Jingyang and the original owner used to be in the same school, relying on his family being a wealthy businessman and knowing how to use the three-legged cat's swordsmanship, he has bullied many people.Although the original body was weak at that time, and outsiders were also very cold, but the most disliked were those dudes who bullied the weak.So the original owner spoke uprightly and humiliated the other party without any dirty words. Afterwards, Long Jingyang, who held a grudge, blocked him in the alley and beat him up.

After Liu's father learned about it, he moved some hands and feet, causing the shops of Long Jingyang's family to be sealed up. After Long Jingyang's parents learned the reason, they brought Long Jingyang to kneel and beg for mercy, and the Long family was able to survive in the capital. .

This is a feud, but it doesn't matter if you can clean up this scum by the way.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you're still so sloppy. Haven't you heard that too much talk is bound to fail!" An unexpected palm was struck just as the words fell, and this palm hit Long Jingyang's chest like a broken bamboo.

The defenseless Long Jingyang was shocked by the palm and took two steps back, with an expression of disbelief.This palm strength... Is this still the weak and sick child back then?how come……

Before he could think, Jiang Zuojun's other palm came close.Long Jingyang, who had been on guard for a long time, drew a sword flower, waved a sword to defuse the fierce palm wind, and stabbed Jiang Zuojun's face with a sword while striding forward. A person's internal strength is not inferior to him.

Unexpectedly, this scum still has two tricks, Jiang Zuojun didn't plan to take it hard, and with a flash of his figure, he had already circled to Long Jingyang's right side.Unexpectedly, at this time, Long Jingyang took his left foot as the axis and insisted on turning the castration, and at the same time, his right leg took advantage of the momentum to sweep towards Jiang Zuojun's lower body.Jiang Zuojun didn't fight back, but just retreated a few steps.However, Long Jingyang pursued him closely, every move was full of killing intent, and every move was soul-stirring.But Jiang Zuojun did nothing but dodge with his cunning body skills. At first glance, he was not Long Jingyang's opponent at all.

Yang Xiaobao, who was watching the battle in the audience, was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He wanted to call Jiang Zuojun down, but he was afraid that Jiang Zuojun would be injured if he was distracted.

The man who was originally sitting on the second floor stood up. He looked far away, staring at the ring not far away.There was a hint of interest in the brown eyes.Although the man in white was cunning, he could only dodge and not attack. If he wanted to exhaust his opponent's internal strength, it would be impossible. Obviously, the man in green had higher internal strength than the man in white. I'm afraid...

At this time, Long Jingyang was already annoyed by Jiang Zuojun's tricks like a cat playing with a mouse. He shook the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy surged, and a cold light enveloped Jiang Zuojun's whole body.

Yang Xiaobao's eyes were already red, and he began to cry with remorse, and yelled like crazy: "Master! Come down quickly, who will save my young master..."

Many people held their breath, and no one went to comfort the crying boy. People stared at the two people on the competition stage intently. The originally noisy crowd fell silent. Out of the ultimate move, this time the excitement is great.

The people who rushed over without stopping had a bad idea and were about to rescue him, but they saw that the mask covering Jiang Zuojun was cracking little by little. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth when he fell to the ground, and the severe pain in his chest made him unable to stand up. In the blink of an eye, the outcome had already been reversed.

Such an ending greatly exceeded the expectations of the audience, especially some of the aristocrats who knew everything about Jiang Zuojun. Their jaws dropped in shock. When did the weak Young Master Liu actually practice such internal skills, and his martial arts are not weak.

The man on the horse looked shocked, and looked straight at the man in white on the stage, how could Mu Xi know martial arts?The disbelief on his face has reached its peak, is this his Muxi?Although he was puzzled, he liked his stronger lover even more, which made him feel proud.

When the man standing in front of the window saw the galloping person, the interest in his deep eyes became more intense.

Jiang Zuojun withdrew his palm and was quite satisfied with the defensive power. He patted his white robe slightly stained with dust, his cold and proud face was calm, as if he was not the one who had just experienced life and death.

He walked up to Long Jingyang, kicked him in the lower abdomen, and said coldly: "I kicked this kick for myself. Remember, I, Liu Muxi, are not something you can bully!"

Looking at the back of the person who jumped off the ring, Long Jingyang was full of resentment, he couldn't figure out, how could he lose to this weak chicken?Hearing the ridicule from the people around him, Long Jingyang seemed to have been slapped several times, his face was burning hot, he would never let it go.

"Master, you scared Xiaobao to death..." Yang Xiaobao sobbed, and plunged into Jiang Zuojun's arms.

Jiang Zuojun patted the back of his head with a smile, and the words of consolation turned into teasing, "It's okay, what does a man look like crying, come and give the young master a laugh, didn't you want to eat Xingyuezhai's dim sum before? We're here Go shopping, okay?"

Yang Xiaobao, who was still sobbing, let out a wow, and howled again in an instant, "I don't want snacks, I want the young master to be well, I don't want the young master to go to the martial arts competition again, woo woo..."

"Okay, okay, I've said it's all right, if you cry again, I don't want you anymore." He wanted to tease this clown, but he didn't want to tease him too much, and he felt overwhelmed.

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There are two more chapters in the manuscript box, the internet was down for a day yesterday w(?Д?)w