Atypical Survival [Quick Transmigration]

Those warm breaths landed on Ji Zhaixing's cheeks, his dark and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and blushes floated on his snow-white cheeks, like smudged fat.

The silver-haired monk froze slightly.

He stood beside the bed for a long time, then suddenly leaned over cautiously, and lightly touched the cheek of Mo Ji Zhai Xing.

Black silk hangs down from the cold white skin.

The black hair that I accidentally encountered was soft and cold, but the skin was warm, very soft and delicate, as if it could easily melt in the palm of my hand.This sudden and presumptuous impulse even made the silver-haired monk himself a little puzzled, why his heart throbbed so violently.

His dazed appearance made it almost impossible to recognize that he was the ancestor Yun Shu who was famous for killing life in the Mingling Sword Sect and had just passed the Mahayana of Distraction.

This time Yun Shu spent a very long time in crossing the catastrophe, so long that Ming Ling Jianzong's momentum has been very depressed recently, and even felt that their distraction power was about to fall.However, Yun Shu happily crossed the catastrophe in such a situation that no one expected, adding another rich and colorful record to the cultivation world.

But he didn't even participate in the Tribulation Ceremony.Instead, a ray of soul is divided, and the lower realm is looking for the person who has appeared countless times in the heart demon tribulation.

The person who occupies the entire subject of his memories.

Yun Shu lowered his head slightly.Half of his face was buried under the shadows, and he couldn't see the complicated and mixed expression on his face, which was both gloomy and pity.I just feel that his eyes are very heavy, as if bound by some kind of shackles, and he is enduring the desire that is almost about to collapse.

Ji Zhai Xing is doing well now.Just like he imagined—no, it's more extraordinary than he imagined.

He shouldn't have bothered.

Yun Shu is a mutated ice spirit root, and she seems to be born with a cold air.Even if he just touched Ji Zhaixing lightly, the obvious low temperature physique still made the unconscious Ji Zhaixing frown slightly.

When the silver-haired friar cautiously withdrew his hand, Ji Zhuixing obviously mumbled something.

Then he moved slightly, and his warm skin was buried in Yun Shu's palm at once. That adjusted movement made Ji Zhaixing take Da Neng's long and slender fingers as a cold jade pillow, and put it on the pillow.

Yun Shu's pupils dilated slightly.

Even when chasing and killing a devil with the same level of cultivation as herself, Yun Shu had never been so nervous.

He didn't move for a moment.It seemed to have suddenly turned into a stone sculpture, but the eyes were still slightly drooping.

The black-haired Jianxiu's lips were as bright as if he had just drunk blood, and his originally neat collar was rubbed open, revealing his white collarbone, very thin and beautiful.

Yun Shu's gaze was only slightly shifted to that place, and he obviously hadn't seen the place where it was too hot, but his cheeks were suddenly ignited, and he turned his head hastily, and his eyes fell elsewhere.

The mind is bewitched by it.

The panic at that moment was so severe that Yun Shu's ears could only hear the rapid beating of the ventricle.The soul of a Mahayana monk, he never noticed that there was a monk approaching outside the door, and carefully pushed the door open.

Immediately afterwards, the man froze with a smile on his face.

No one would be happy to see a strange man guarding his brother's bedside.

Seeing that the man was quite tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, Qi Baishan seemed to have a strong sense of oppression, and inexplicably felt a kind of vigilance.

"Who are you?" Qi Baifan heard about it from Huanxuan, but he didn't know if senior brother Ji was still asleep or not, so he suppressed his anger and whispered, "Which peak disciple entered senior brother Ji's room without authorization, to do what?"

There was a strong sense of questioning in his words.As a result, Yun Shu felt a little guilty, and glanced sideways at Qi Baishan.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

While closing his eyes and exhaling, he saw that Qi Baishan's magic weapon had been sacrificed, and the blade of the fan was attacking Yun Shu.His eyes were terribly red, and his whole body was full of demon energy, almost in a state of losing control.

He wanted the silver-haired monk in front of him to die.

Of course Qi Baishan recognized Yun Shu, and many disciples of Yu Shuizong also recognized Yun Shu.Think of him as a merciful monk who eliminates demons in the lower world, and a powerful and powerful person who can bring people into the upper world—that was before.

Now Qi Baishan's deepest impression on him is that he took away his senior brother's bones and forced his senior brother's coquettish and arrogant son into a carefree and bruised appearance.

That hit missed.

In fact, after returning to his senses, Qi Baishan knew that he could not kill Yun Shu now.The fear in his eyes—the fear that Yun Shu would do anything to his senior brother again, and the hatred were very clear, and the hatred was overwhelming.

"Why can't you let Senior Brother Ji go?" Qi Baifan stared at Yun Shu and said, "He has already given you the bones, and he has nothing left to give. No matter how much he owes your sect, he has already paid it off. In the end, Qi Baishan's voice became slightly sharper, although he said so, his tone was full of contempt and sarcasm.

The people around Ji Zhaixing felt that he was here to harm others.

Yun Shu thought.

Even he felt so.

Presumably Ji Zhaoxing would only hate him more.From the very beginning, he had forever lost the chance to stand by his side, and there was nothing between them except the bloody feud between them.

This cognition was not difficult for Yun Shu to accept, but his expression suddenly became cold and gloomy, and the scenes of inner demons kept repeating in his mind. oppression festers.

Qi Baishan's fingertips gripped the magic weapon tightly.

He hated the unkind upper realm power, but also hated such a weak self.

At the touch of a hair.

At this time, Ji Zhaixing was already half awake.

It wasn't that he was woken up, Qi Baishan's utterances just now were fierce but light, but his devilish aura and killing intent were too strong, even though Ji Zhuixing was intoxicated, he was still very sensitive to such dangerous signals.

Ji Zhaixing half propped up his body, looked at the decadent silver-haired monk and the hostile junior brother beside him, and his thoughts influenced by Qingqiu Niang also began to turn slowly.He called out in a low voice: "... Yun Shu?"

It was a very soft tone.

Yun Shu froze again. He looked forward, as if some kind of immobilization technique had been cast on him, and he couldn't move.

"You're back." Ji Zhuixing said.

Yun Shu finally knew what was wrong. It was impossible for Ji Zhaixing to be so kind to "Old Ancestor Yun Shu", and the only one who could get his gentle tone was the one who met him in the spiritual realm and left in a hurry. Cloud sparse".

Even though she knew she was deceiving herself, Yun Shu responded softly after being stunned.

"Ah."

Ji Zhaixing looked at the junior brother who was still full of hostility, and smiled slightly: "I misunderstood. This is not... the one above, but a friend of mine."

Seeing Yun Shu's appearance, Qi Baifan felt very untrustworthy.

Ji Zhaixing coughed twice on his lips, and explained flatly: "If it was that ancestor, how could he come to Yushuizong? We have nothing to do with each other."

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Ji Zhaixing also woke up the next day, and then slowly recalled what happened yesterday.

Yun Shu is here.

The black-haired swordsman felt a little guilty. He fell asleep again in the middle of the night last night. He couldn't help being a little poorly entertained. When he went out, he saw Yun Shu and Xuanxuan together. Law.

As soon as Ji Zhaoxing came, both of them stopped, and turned their heads to look at Ji Zhaoxing in a tacit understanding.

For some reason, Yun Shu wore a mask to cover her face.

When Ji Jiexing asked, he replied lightly: "I seem to look a lot like another person. If I don't wear a mask, I feel like I will be beaten."

Presumably, if his reputation can be realized, his reputation in Yu Shuizong is probably "hatred".

When Yun Shu said this, he was calm and formal, as if he was very serious.

Ji Zhaixing suppressed a slight smile: "No way. They would be very surprised." After all, he looks exactly like the Da Neng from the upper realm.

As the elder of Yu Shui Sect, Ji Zhai Xing took Yun Shu to visit the current Yu Shui Sect, and also saw the built Zangjuan Pavilion as a landlord.Immediately afterwards, they went down the mountain together to Huaixing Dojo.Along the way, Yun Shu observed very seriously, stopping from time to time to say: "Good job."

Ji Zhaixing said: "These are all developed through the spiritual domain." He paused, and took Yun Shu's hand, two slender hands clasped, one cold and the other warm and delicate.

The sudden holding of hands caused Yun Shu to fall into a subtle stalemate. When he was distracted for a moment, he heard Ji Jiexing say: "Thank you very much. Now the spiritual domain can also be returned to you—"

Although those monks were indeed able to advance and break through because of the spiritual domain, but now the aura of the small world is on the right track, and the promotion of low-level monks is also the source of change. The spiritual domain is no longer as indispensable as it was at the beginning. Nature is taken for granted.

But Yun Shu withdrew her hand as if she was being scalded.Even wearing a mask, Ji Zhuixing could see his anger: "I gave it to you. It will always be yours."

Yun Shu was silent for another moment, his voice was as calm as ever, but Ji Zaixing could hear his sulking.

"Could it be that I came here just to ask you to return to the spirit realm?"

"Of course not." Ji Zhuixing replied amusedly, "I know you want to come and see Xuanxuan."

Yun Shu: "..."

Even more depressed.

He pursed his lips slightly, and let out a dull voice: "...um."

Seeing that he was not very interested, Ji Zaixing felt funny for some reason.Seeing the Huaixing Dojo looming in front of him, he suddenly asked him: "Would you like to preach?"

"I've been there once before, but it's a pity that I didn't get a good start, and I didn't speak well, and I haven't been on the stage since then." Ji Zhuixing tilted his head slightly again, his black hair slipped from his shoulders due to his movements, his eyes were smiling, It seems a little teasing.

Yun Shu's eyes fell on his hair inadvertently, and for some reason, he remembered the feeling of touching the black hair with his fingertips that night.Some vaguely answered twice.Then suddenly said: "What you said must be very good."

"It's because they don't understand."

Ji Zhaixing said: "You and my junior brother said the same."

Yun Shu: "..."

More autistic.

At this moment, among the Ruzhi disciples under the platform, there was a pale and handsome monk in a golden-red gown wandering through the platforms.

Jin Wu was very anxious.

He was injured and his cultivation base was greatly damaged. It was impossible for him to return to the big world by himself, and he asked for help from a Nascent Soul cultivator to save him.But in the current situation, Jin Wu had no contact with the Nascent Soul cultivator at all.

Even in Yu Shuizong, there are several Nascent Souls with great abilities.However, no matter how high his cultivation level is for a temporarily borrowed foreign sect disciple like Jin Wu, he will not be able to impress the elder monks of other sects to come to see him.

Unless Jin Wu is willing to worship Yu Shuizong and choose a good master.

But after all, he is the young master of the Fire Phoenix Sect, who gave birth to a baby at a young age.This is a bit of compromise, so I only rely on trying my luck in the dojo.

Golden elixirs are common, but Nascent Soul powers are rare.

Even if Jin Wu was sure that he could attract the attention of the Nascent Soul cultivator and persuade him, but now he has no way.

The fire in the eyes of the arrogant and strong young master gradually went out.