Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

Young master Ji frowned slightly, turned on the lamp by the table, and opened the door of the room with this light.

Passing around the corner, I saw Sang Jue sitting at the entrance with a suspicious smelly dark red stain on his body, dripping with sweat, and panting.

"..."

The two looked at each other.

Sang Jue had just regained his composure, and he was secretly regretting it.After all, the scene was weird before, he could break into the room directly, but he was afraid that what he entered was not the real dormitory.At this time, when I suddenly saw Ji Zhaixing, although my heart felt a little relieved, but soon I remembered... the person in front of me may not be the real "Ji Zhaixing"!

He leaned against the door, his eyes slightly wary.The talisman was not enough, so Sang Jue took out the tempered mahogany sword, read the formula, and saw that the mahogany sword had grown into a normal size in the wind, and there was a little sticky thing dripping down, pointing directly at Ji Jie star.

Young Master Ji frowned slightly.

He said with a half-smile: "Are you still playing cosplay?"

When Sang Jue came to the dormitory for the first time, when he was caught by Ji Zhuixing with all the clothes on, he racked his brains to come up with such an excuse the next day.

Hearing this for a moment, Sang Jue was stunned.

Ji Zhaixing in front of him was still wearing dark gray cotton pajamas, his hair was slightly parted, and his eyes were looking at him under the dim light, which seemed to be a little teasing. It is difficult to fabricate a living person and an illusion.

In an instant, Sang Jue's face blushed violently.

At this time, he could recognize that the person in front of him was Ji Jiexing himself, he put away his sword embarrassingly, and tried to explain clumsily.

It's hard to justify his attire as if at the scene of a murder.In the end, he gave up on himself and said: "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will tell you..." Sang Jue walked towards Ji Zhaoxing while talking.

But seeing the man who was still curling his lips and smiling narrowly just now, his complexion suddenly darkened, and he suddenly stepped forward and pulled Sang Jue.

Ji Zhaixing's fingertips pinched Sang Jue's wrist, and they turned white from the pressure.

Sang Jueyuan hadn't reacted yet.He was just unprepared for Ji Zhuixing, he was staggered and almost crashed into the boy's arms.Even the tip of his nose was filled with that very faint fragrance.

But before Sang Jue blushed again, he suddenly realized something——

The force of turning his head was so strong that it seemed to twist his head away.

A white-clothed, white-capped, pale-skinned evil spirit squeezed in through the crack of the door.

It was actually a very weird scene, the evil ghost was like a piece of paper or a puddle of water, lying on the crack of the door meltingly, and after it squeezed in with difficulty, it was squeezed together again, gathering together took shape.On that stiff face, there were also two black eyeballs, staring at them like this.

It follows.

It was as if the blood in Sang Jue's body had condensed into ice balls, icy cold to the bone.

It's on purpose.

He followed him in.

It was difficult for Sang Jue to control his expression so that he did not show a ferocious expression, so he cast a Linge water town talisman, temporarily restraining Li Gui, then tore off the amulet from his body, and randomly stuffed it into Ji Jiexing's hands.

Young Master Ji frowned slightly, but his expression was very calm, almost making Sang Jue suspect that Ji Zhuixing could not see such a strange scene in front of him.

But judging from the point of Ji Zhaixing's sight, he can be sure that he has indeed found it.

The young Tianshi's face couldn't be paler, he quickly licked his lips, he hardly had the energy to apologize to Ji Zhaixing, or explain his behavior of luring wolves into the house.With a bit of determination in his tone, Sang Jue said: "I will restrain it later, and you will escape from the side. As soon as the mobile phone has a signal, call Principal Chen, tell him the current situation, and ask him to transfer it to Lu Huanzhou .”

His tone was too blunt, and it was almost like a farewell.

After speaking very fast, it seemed that he realized his gaffe just now, and his tone softened a little.

Sang Jue said: "Don't be afraid. Ji Zhaoxing, don't be afraid."

I will protect you.

Ji Zhaixing stood behind him and didn't speak.

The young master folded his arms slightly, and under the gust of wind brought by the evil spirit, his black hair was slightly brushed, covering his fine snow-white skin.

He finished sizing up the ghost in front of him with almost indifferent eyes.Regarding Sang Jue's words just now, he didn't know whether he listened to them or not, so he just randomly picked the key points and answered: "Well, I'm not afraid."

Sang Jue felt a little helpless for such a young master who appeared to be very relaxed even in the life and death crisis.But at this time, he really didn't have time to seriously teach the young master to be careful with the evil spirits. The evil spirits could never wait for them to finish chatting.

The magic talisman in his hand suddenly ignited, and Sang Jue shook his fingertips to hit the talisman, and blessed his mahogany sword with two attributes of thunder and fire.Although it is less effective against this evil spirit, it is still a spirit spell to restrain evil spirits, and it can actually mediate and restrain it.

While Sang Jue had to deal with this evil spirit, he also had to pay attention to whether Ji Jiexing could escape.

This distraction was almost pissed off.

Ji Zhaixing stood there, watching them fight intently with an academically rigorous attitude, without moving his feet.

So while reciting the mantra, Sang Jue took time out and said to Ji Zaixing, "Run away!"

Ji Zhaixing was very well-behaved, while answering "OK", he seemed to stand closer, his eyes fell on Sang Jue's mahogany sword, and he focused on the trajectory of the mahogany sword, as if he wanted to see the slight tremor clearly.

Sang Jue: "..."

Sang Jue was even more powerless, so he could only try his best to push the evil spirit further away.Just now he distractedly shouted Ji Zhaixing, but the evil spirit's arrogance had already risen, almost leaving a fatal scar on his chest.At this time, he couldn't spare any more energy, and kept chanting the formula in his mouth.He should have been exhausted earlier, but when he thought of Ji Zhaixing behind him, he forced out his essence and blood as a medium, and lasted for a while.

But now, whether it's his state or the spells on his body, they are almost exhausted.

The mahogany sword that Sang Jue held tightly was also corroded at the top by the evil spirit's hostility.Can no longer be used.

He squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly, blood flowed from his fingers, and he couldn't help but feel some despair of being driven to a desperate situation.Sang Jue turned slightly to one side, his eyes were complex and difficult to distinguish, and was about to explain to Ji Zhuixing that he would trap the evil spirit at the cost of his soul to let him escape, when he saw Ji Zhuixing staring down, his dark eyes were a little bright .

Sang Jue: "..." I don't know why, but I am very unwilling.

He said depressedly: "Stop making trouble, run away."

Ji Zhaixing looked at him, and said calmly: "I can't escape."

He had just observed the behavior of the evil spirit, and regretfully found that it seemed to covet him very much, and was deliberately distracted.I'm afraid it will be able to follow the law to catch up as soon as it walks out of Sang Jue's sight.

There is only one way left.

Sang Jue wanted to use other spiritual weapons, and Ji Zhuixing probably didn't know anything about it, but he preferred to use the mahogany sword...he had a little observation.

The young master bestowed upon the Ye family, took off the spiritual weapon accessories used for body protection, and rubbed the small jade sword in Ji Jiexing's palm, ironing his fingertips.Just imitating the few formulas that Sang Jue had just recited, the accessories in Ji Jiexing's hands grew rapidly and became a three-foot sword. Bright, break away from this gloomy look.

The light of the jade sword, including its owner, made Sang Jue slightly stunned.

Before he could think about it, Sang Jue looked at the jade sword in Ji Zaixing's hand, which obviously came from a family of celestial masters. With a sword art, the spiritual energy broke through and went straight into the waist of the evil ghost.

Sang Jue: "!"

The boy's body was stretched out, every sword style was extremely beautiful, it was like a performance of a gluttonous feast.But just looking at the body of the evil ghost being pierced so transparent that it faintly dissipated, it is enough to prove that this is not just a show.

Sang Jue's gaze was slightly blank.

His cheeks were slightly red again, only this time he was so angry, and there was also a little inexplicable annoyance.

He didn't expect that Ji Zhaixing was also a celestial master.

And judging from his appearance, he is still a celestial master not weaker than him.

Even with the influence of the spiritual weapon, it is too terrifying to be able to suppress the evil spirit that caused both him and Lu Huanzhou a headache.

But with such aura, it must be ridiculous to watch him resist death to protect each other.

Sang Jue licked off the blood from the tip of his tongue.

Ji Zhaixing naturally failed to take care of Sang Jue's emotions at this time. The hilt of the sword in his hand was hot, and as the evil spirit retreated a little, the spirit sword and the spell held each other, and there seemed to be a feeling of soreness in his mind, and his implicated body also There was a tearing pain.But he chose to use this sword as a medium to express it freely, as if something that was suppressed in his seriously ill body was also released.

If there is no fear in the heart, even the evil ghosts who live on fear are even more afraid of him.

It was at this time that Sang Jue discovered that Ji Zhaoxing's exorcising swordsmanship...was very familiar.

It was as if it had been imprinted out of itself.

Even some subconscious small movements and non-standard subtle mistakes are imitated together.It was only under the strength of Ji Jiexing that the evil ghost couldn't find a place to break in.

That's why Sang Jue realized at this moment, could it be that Ji Zhaoxing's swordsmanship and formulas were all learned from... himself?

But he only showed it once in front of Ji Zhaixing, but Ji Zhaixing could remember it exactly.

This swordsmanship formula cannot be rubbed at will, it depends on the depth of the user's spiritual power.If it's really the first time Ji Zhaixing has come into contact with him, then his natural spiritual power is simply terrifyingly strong.

The evil spirit looked at it like this, and the human beings who were its prey were approaching step by step, but there were fewer and fewer places it could control.Until its chaotic intelligence began to function, and when it was about to slip out through the crack of the door, Ji Zhaixing stepped forward, holding the sword behind his back, stabbing down with only the edge of the sword, following the formula, the spirit sword firmly nailed the evil spirit ground.

The ten fingers are still on the hilt of the sword.

Ji Zhaixing gradually slid down following the movement of the stabbing sword, half kneeling on the ground, his black hair was slightly parted, covering his cheeks.

Sang Jue was still in a daze at first, but seeing that Ji Zhaixing hadn't responded for a long time, he suddenly stepped forward.

The young man drooped his eyelashes and looked calm.As if in a deep sleep, no one could bear to disturb him.

When he passed out.

Originally, such a situation would indeed occur after the spiritual power was consumed too much.Sang Jue glanced at the evil ghost suppressed by the spirit sword, and first chose to help Ji Zhaoxing up.The young master clearly lost his sanity, but the hand holding the sword hilt was very tight, and Sang Jue took a while to break it off.

The boy leaned against him.

Sang Jue didn't know what to do with some hands and feet.

It was also at this time that Lu Huanzhou finally found the evil aura, broke through the illusion, and followed him to a dormitory building.

The previous murder also happened in the dormitory.

His heart sank slightly.

After breaking through the door, Lu Huanzhou saw the pale young master with his eyes closed in Sang Jue's arms, and the blood in his whole body seemed to cool down in an instant.