Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Zhongli's absence didn't last long, because Ji Zhaixing had already made a move.

As if giving up the last bit of affection, the boy's dark eyes were as calm as a deep pool without ripples.

He was holding bamboo Xiao in his hand, his white sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing a white and thin hand.Meng Zhongli's line of sight can even clearly outline his slender knuckles, and draw the hidden blue blood under the snow-white skin, which is extremely beautiful.It doesn't look like the hand of a man who can hold a sword, it's more suitable for painting and writing with Dai Zong's wolf brush——

But in fact, when Zhu Xiao came with internal energy, Meng Zhongli only felt that it was extremely dangerous.Years of experience in fighting in rivers and lakes made him retreat subconsciously, and that Zhu Xiao even cut off a section of Meng Zhongli's black hair.

Such a delicate plaything is actually more dangerous than a sword.

Kenshin is still there.

Meng Zhongli's complexion was slightly dazed again.

Ji Zhuixing's target was not only the elder brother, but also Cassia who also infiltrated, and the three of them soon fought together.

Although it was one against two, and he was still holding an outrageous bamboo shovel, Ji Zhaoxing quickly gained the upper hand.

This is expected, after re-practicing an inner strength method.His shortcomings of weak succession and shallow internal strength have improved, and the results of Ji Zhaixing's sword practice in the palace day and night, for the first time, were actually tested by his fellow disciples.

Winning is expected, but the process is unexpected.

Both Meng Zhongli and Caesar Ming seemed to be afraid and hesitated.He didn't fight back and only defended, so he was quickly suppressed by Ji Zhaixing.Meng Zhongli often lost his mind, avoiding the attack dangerously and dangerously, which made Ji Zaixing reasonably suspect that he was releasing water.

Even if you win, you have nothing to be proud of.

Ji Zhaixing sealed the acupuncture points of the two of them, thinking about it with the bamboo Xiao.The eyelashes drooped slightly, and the lips that were always smiling were also bent down at this time.

But he didn't know the turbulent waves in the hearts of the two people in front of him.

...It turns out that Ji Zhuixing's swordsmanship is also so good.

Their minds were disturbed, their hands were tied, and it was not unusual for them to be defeated like a mountain.But the sword intent that Ji Zhaixing showed just now must have meant that when Meng Zhongli was at his peak state and using the Fire Phoenix Saber Technique, it would be difficult to distinguish victory from defeat.

Not only in terms of talent and appearance, but also in terms of martial arts, Ji Zhaoxing should be the most talented genius in the Qingshan School.

But these were all destroyed by their own hands.

I don't know if there is more guilt or regret in my heart, or more pain.

Ji Zhaixing restrained them, but he hesitated in the way he originally planned to deal with them. He looked up at Sheng Chongling in a little confusion, as if asking for his help.

This kind of gaze greatly pleased the king of Ming Ling.

In other words, from just now, Sheng Chongling was in a state of extremely high spirits. This kind of spiritual pleasure surpassed everything else, even stronger than direct physical stimulation.

Ji Zhaixing was protecting him.

For him, sever ties with his former colleagues.

Maybe it can explain... In Ji Jiexing's heart, he is more important than those senior brothers, and even occupies a very obvious place.

As far as Ji Zhaoxing is concerned, he is special.

After discovering this, Sheng Chongling felt extremely comfortable physically and mentally.Even seeing those two Qingshan sect disciples whom he wanted to skin and cramp, it was not so unbearable for him.

Perhaps it was finally discovered that these were just two stupid people who didn't know what they had given up.

Ming Ling's king sneered, his aloof eyes lowered arrogantly and fell on them.

Jue Ming gave the white-haired king a disgusted look.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he didn't have any fear.Lifting his head expressionlessly, he did not use the hidden medicine to get out of trouble, but pursed his lips and said, "I lost."

"If you want to kill me," Jueming's eyes moved slightly, and finally forcibly suppressed the impulse, and lowered his eyes, "Let Ji Zhuixing do it himself."

Sheng Chongling's smile faded immediately.

This brother, who is Ji Zhai Xing, always seems to have the ability to make his good mood disappear instantly.He even had to use great perseverance to restrain his urge to kick this man's heart, causing him to vomit blood and die.

"Dream." It was an extremely cold voice, and it was extremely disgusting to say a word.

He took Ji Jiexing's hand, touched the Xiao's hand by the way, and stuffed it into his sleeve.The palm that was warm due to the internal force circulated, so tightly clenched Ji Zhaixing's cold fingertips, warmed up with gentle caress, and did not let go.

Ji Zhaixing: "..."

Seeing Jueming, Sheng Chongling's gaze fell on the entangled hands of him and Ji Jiexing, as if a little lost, and there was a little coldness in his eyes.

"You also deserve to dirty Xingjun's hands?"

He said calmly, the murderous desire in his heart was more intense, almost to the point where Meng Zhongli looked over indifferently and vigilantly.But in the end, he suppressed himself and said with a sneer: "You can rest assured, I will not kill you."

The moonlight was covered by dark clouds, and Sheng Chongling's cheek was between light and shadow.

That extremely handsome face seemed to be covered with a terrible shadow, as authentic as an evil ghost.

"On the contrary, I will let you go."

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Ji Zhaixing followed quietly, half a step behind the emperor.It looks very dignified and polite, which is the bearing that a servant should have——

If it wasn't for his hands tightly intertwined with Dijun.

Of course, this cannot be regarded as Xingjun's fault, because it is the tyrant who looks cold and shows no words to anyone who is in charge of intertwining fingers and even stroking the palm of Ji Zhaixing at every turn.

The shocking event of letting an assassin sneak into the Lingtai Hall happened, the palace was brightly lit, and the commander of the forbidden army had already put on his official hat to accept the crime. He had already thought about how he would be punished according to the criminal law. Keep a bloodline.

But I didn't expect that today's Emperor Ming Ling seemed to be in a surprisingly good mood, and he didn't punish him, not even a small punishment of whipping, only one month's salary was fined and the commander continued to be on duty.

The impact that can be caused is that a male concubine like Xingjun who is favored by the emperor, of course, cannot continue to stay in the palace where he was assassinated, but rests with the emperor... together.

Strange to say, they rarely get so close.

Emperor Ming Ling waved back the palace attendant, and at this moment, Ji Jiexing, who was still tightly held by him, moved slightly closer, and his warm breath seemed to fall on his face.

Sheng Chongling blushed quickly, but his expression was calm and indifferent. Even if Ji Zhaixing found out, he only felt that the hall was probably a little hotter.

After he approached, he asked in a low voice: "Why did Your Majesty let my brother and the others go?"

If you really leave, you will be disappointed.

Sheng Chongling was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little low: "They are your senior brothers, if Gu Ruo is executed, what will Xing Jun do if he resents Gu in the future?"

"No." Ji Zhuixing said, "I will not blame His Majesty."

His tone couldn't be more flat, but he frowned slightly, full of seriousness.Seeing Sheng Chongling paused again, his heart beat a little faster, and suddenly he wanted to kiss him very much.

The smile on the corner of his lips couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

But after adjusting for a while, Emperor Ming Ling still said calmly: "If these two people die, I'm afraid the blame will be on your head again."

"Someone find Xing Xing unhappy, of course I can't make them too happy." Sheng Chongling said casually.

He also hid some unimportant things.

For example, many regrets are more painful with time, and death is only the end of punishment.