After I cheated to die, I met the demon king who tried to die for love

Xing Lin came back to his senses, turned his gaze back hastily, and said, "Go, go."

They passed through the gate, Xing Lin raised his foot, and when he landed on the steps of the gate, amidst the mess of boots of various colors, he felt that the soles of his feet were faintly hot,

When and why was the last time you stood in front of the gate.

Now that I am here again, the temperature of the fingers that hold me down, the sound of breathing in my ears, and the smell lingering at the tip of my nose are all as clear as yesterday.

He lowered his head and said in his heart, don't come here without any problems.

After the crowd entered the gate, they were taken to the guest courtyard. The disciples who came to participate in the ranking for the first time stared, looked around, and nervously held hands with their partners and chatted, very fresh and excited.

Xing Lin stood alone, looking at them with a smile.

As soon as Xia Baiyou came in, he met countless acquaintances. They chatted enthusiastically, and the eyes of those people flickered on Xing Lin from time to time.

Xing Lin didn't pay any attention to it. Strange to say, no one came forward to talk to him, until a woman's voice sounded in the distance.

Li Senior Sister of Hongyun Sect waved to him, "Xing Lin Junior Brother!"

Senior Sister Li was very happy to see him, and went up to greet him. There was a group of women behind her, all dressed in red dresses and vermilion fruit, who wanted to come up but felt embarrassed. Several young disciples pushed the frontmost woman, then The woman is Guo Buer.

Guo Buer refused to go forward, and was poked several times by the people behind him before he came reluctantly.

Hundreds of tones were brewed in her heart to say hello, and finally she looked strange and said in a cold and authentic tone, "Senior Brother Yu, long time no see."

Xing Lin turned around and saw her, and said with a polite smile, "Long time no see."

Suddenly, a man called him while walking, "Junior Brother Yu!"

Xing Lin raised his eyes and saw that it was Hu Zhengru. He smiled at Hu Zhengru and said, "Senior Brother Hu."

Zhenjiumen surrounded them mightily, Guo Buer was squeezed by the crowd, and retreated involuntarily.I saw Xing Lin smiling and talking with people in the gap between people, the gap became narrower and narrower, and finally disappeared.

Hu Zhengru is not good at talking, Xinglin and Hu Zhengru are not familiar with each other, they have nothing to talk about, but Hu Zhengru refuses to leave, fortunately there are many young disciples in Zhenjiu Sect, and the conversation is very lively.

In the distance, a group of purple-clothed people came slowly, and the leader was Guan Yuntian, who saw the Dongshan School from a distance. He stroked his beard and looked up at the sky, trying not to see it, but he was not as usual. Generally, from the tip of the hair to the tip of the toe, the whole body exudes the temperament of looking for trouble.

Behind Guan Yuntian was Xun Ling'e, and Xing Ling'e's eyes happened to meet Xing Lin, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded his head slightly.

When Xia Baiyou saw his master, he gave Xing Lin a wink, and immediately slipped past without making a sound.Xun Ling'e was not focused on him, so he didn't say anything.

Tonight, each family packed their luggage and walked around each other.The second day was the official day. In the main hall in the morning, the head of Yufang Palace, Master Gui Meng, presided over the opening ceremony, and the first competition was held in the evening.

Xinglin entered the room, his bedroom was a table and four chairs, behind the table was a low couch, on the right side of the low couch was a long case, on the left side was a curtain, under the curtain was a screen, behind the screen was a green curtain Xing Lin went behind the screen and hung his clothes on the long clothes hanger. He didn't bring much luggage, so he threw the rest directly on the low stool beside the bed.

In previous years, Xia Baiyou's room was like a guild hall, it was very lively, everyone often hung out there, and so did he.He occasionally brought people into his room, but otherwise it was very deserted.I don't know if it will still be the case this year.

During dinner, he wanted to take the opportunity to browse around the palace, but the White Toad Palace came to look for him and asked him if he went out to eat, and he could bring him back with a meal.

He hesitated for a while, and didn't go out. He sat cross-legged on the bed obediently, waiting for someone to bring food back.

Pedestrians outside the paper window continued, talking and laughing sounded from time to time, Xing Lin listened quietly.

Late autumn has come, the night is cold and the dew is cold, the old houses are full of strangers bustling, want to see, but there is nothing to see.

It's better to hide from the cold indoors with a thin quilt.

On the second day, Xinglin took a late sleep, washed carefully, put on a brand new blue shirt, went out to his father, and went to the main hall to attend the opening ceremony with his juniors.

The main hall of Yufang Palace is majestic and majestic for thousands of years, and the disciples participating in the list lined up from the main hall to the courtyard in order.

Yu Shangqing sat in the third place in the main hall, and Xing Lin stood behind him.

They were sitting at Zhenjiumen and Zijiguan before, and Guimeng, the head of Yufang Palace, came slowly from the crowd and took the high seat in the middle.His voice was like a bell, and he prayed a few times, but Xing Lin didn't quite understand and didn't pay attention to it.His gaze moved to the back, where the shadows were heavy, that was the back hall of the main hall.

His eyes are as light as a dragonfly's water, and he will return immediately.

The ceremony was very lengthy and ended in half an hour. Xing Lin followed his father out.

There were many people walking slowly, and the father who walked directly from the gate was nowhere to be seen, but he took a long detour from the corridor beside the hall. Just after turning the corner, Xia Baiyou came to him through the crowd, took his hand, and put it in his ear. While talking loudly, Xing Lin nodded while listening, raised his eyelids, and was facing a door, which was the side door of the back hall, which was now abandoned and locked.

He heard a disciple of Ziji Temple asking in front of him, "Isn't this back hall a conference hall? How is it locked properly?"

The disciple of Yufang Palace next to the speaker said politely, "The master is locked up. The meeting hall is changed to the Bao Building at the back, so there is no need for it here."

Xing Lin's elbow was pulled by someone, he suddenly regained his senses, Xia Baiyou frowned and shouted, "Did you hear that!"

Xing Lin was taken aback, and asked, "What?"

However, there was a lot of noise around him, and his words were lost in an instant, so he could only shout, "What! I didn't hear you clearly! Say it again!"

Xia Baiyou yelled, "We'll go to the big restaurant later! You and I have a meal together!"

Xing Lin shouted, "OK!"

Xia Baiyou was satisfied.

After Xing Lin shouted, he seemed to have vented his anger, and unconsciously wanted to bend his back, but he couldn't pull himself up.

Walking forward with the crowd like a walking corpse, he put on a blank face, thinking: It's so noisy, just now, how did he hear the gossip of the people in front of him.

do not know.

He bowed his head.

The big restaurant was crowded with people, like a gathering of bees, and the ears were full of buzzing.

Xing Lin was only able to move forward through the gap by turning sideways. Xia Baiyou was invincible all the way, and found two empty seats next to each other bravely.

Sitting at the table is like being in a hive.Xing Lin stared at the open and closed mouths of various pedestrians in front of him, with a dazed expression, as if a layer of water had entered his ears, the sounds from all around were noisy and far away.

At some point, Xia Baiyou returned to the dining table and handed him a plate of food.

He picked up his chopsticks and took a mouthful of rice.

I took another bite of rice.

I took another bite of rice.

Then with your mouth closed, chew carefully and numbly.

Xia Baiyou's voice came from beside him, "This braised pork is really tasty, why don't you eat it?"

Xing Lin stayed for a while, picked up the meat and put it in his mouth, the greasy and trembling fat burst under his lips and teeth, and scratched his parched throat.

That disgusting feeling made him want to vomit.

He shook his hand, pushed a plate full of food forward, and said to Xia Baiyou, "I can't eat, so go back and rest for a while."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Xia Baiyou was left holding his chopsticks, his words stuck in his throat, before he could speak.

Xia Baiyou thought, what's wrong with him, he doesn't look right, is he sick?

He was about to get up and chase after him, a few old friends squeezed in from the slant, and started to greet him, he said happily, and gradually forgot about it.

It was time to eat at this time, there were few pedestrians in the courtyard, Xing Lin walked through the corridor, walking briskly, he only felt that the fatty braised pork was stuck in his stomach in a distinctive shape, which made him very uncomfortable.

He went all the way back to the bedroom, turned around and closed the door, stood blankly for a while, and slowly walked towards the green mantle bed behind the screen.

Turning around and lying on the bed, with his head buried in the pillow, he could just see the east window facing him.

At noon in autumn, the sun is not hot, and it is just a gentle halo projected on the window.

He couldn't lift his strength, and he couldn't lift his interest.Lie motionless, waiting for the fat in the stomach to disappear.

Maybe, he shouldn't have come.

he thought.

Come, mess around with people you know and don't know.

What good is it?

What's the point?

He opened his eyes, looking at the paper window reflecting the halo.

The sun is gradually setting from the top of the head, and the halo on the window is gradually dimming, like a lampshade covering a wick.

During this half day, the voices of people in the corridor changed from silence to noise, from noise to silence, and after an unknown period of time, they became noisy again.

The paper window had turned red to black, and the bedroom was already dark, with nothing to be seen.

In the green mantle bed, Xing Lin opened his eyes, dazed in the darkness.

There was a knock on the door, and Xia Baiyou's voice came through the door, still excited, "Brother Xinglin, brother Xinglin, the rankings are going to open tonight, come out quickly."

He knocked for a while, but there was no movement in the room. He felt strange, knocked a few more times, and shouted, "Brother Xing Lin? Are you in the room?"

The door creaked and finally opened, Xing Lin stood at the door and said, "I'm here, I just fell asleep."

Xia Baiyou said with a smile, "Hurry up and wash up, there will be a lottery tonight, if we win tonight's match, we will have the first competition."

His smile froze, he pointed to Xing Lin's eyes, and said, "Are you crying?"

Xing Lin lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, and walked lazily into the house, "No, I'm a little angry today."

He stood in front of the copper basin, soaked a towel in cold water, picked it up wetly, and applied it to the red and swollen eyelids.

His painful and hot eyes were suddenly cold, Xing Lin covered his face in a wet towel and let out a long sigh.

After rubbing and rubbing with the wet towel, he put it down.

He ignored Xia Baiyou behind him, no matter how tricked he was, he couldn't be fooled.

After tidying up his hair and clothes, and taking the sword, Xia Baiyou climbed onto his shoulder from behind with a smile again, without mentioning the matter just now, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't let your father scold you."

He walked shoulder to shoulder with Xing Lin, looking for Yu Shangqing to meet up, completely forgetting about his sect, and wanted to sneak into the team of Dongshan School.

The gate of the big school field suddenly opened wide, and the teams from each family were neatly dressed and entered the field one by one.

There are [-] pairs of copper pots burning raging bonfires at the entrance, [-] pairs of bonfires in the sky, and [-] pairs of bonfires on the roof behind the competition platform.

The competition platform is surrounded by three sides, and the position in front of the platform is naturally reserved for the best of the immortal sect. On the left side of the middle is the neat white-clothed jade room palace, and on the right side is the purple-clothed and silver crowned Ziji Temple, and the jade room. To the left of the palace is the Dongshan sect with green shirts and jade crowns, to the right of the Ziji temple is the Zhenjiu gate, and the rest of the immortal gates are arranged in order.

The last one has to line up behind the first team, even the head of the sect has to sit behind the young disciples waiting in Yufang Palace.

The venue is already huge, but there are so many people, and there are so many immortal sects, so the head of Yufang Palace had to make appropriate arrangements.

There must always be someone in the back row. If you want to go forward, please work hard and improve yourself.

This time Xing Lin didn't retreat as passively as before. He stood in the No.1 position behind Yu Shangqing, which was almost considered one of the best positions in the arena.It can be seen clearly on the test bench.

In the past, he was always afraid of seeing the stage too clearly, or in other words, he was afraid that when he was on stage, the audience would see him too clearly, so he always didn't like to go to the front row to join in the fun.This time, he didn't care.

Whether you are weak or he is strong, success or failure is no longer in his mind.

Xia Baiyou was sitting side by side with him, all dressed in purple, stuck in Dongshan faction, gesticulating with hands and feet, talking and laughing at Yanyan.

Xing Lin's shoulders were loose, and he leaned back on the back of the chair, listening to his nonsense casually.

Guimeng Daoist chatted a few words on the stage, and then he carried a wooden box, and the disciples participating in the list came to the stage one by one, and each took a note with a sequence on it.

Everyone lined up to go up, Xing Lin and others got up and followed behind the team.The people on stage only cared about the sequence and ignored him.However, when the people sitting quietly under the stage saw him coming to the stage, there was still a low whisper.

Xing Lin seemed to have never heard of it, and walked forward with the slow procession, and when it was his turn, he also drew a note.

He was at the end of the line, and when he returned to his seat, most of the players in the field had already drawn. Xia Baiyou couldn't wait to read the note, grabbed him and asked, "Are you today or tomorrow night?"

Xing Lin just opened the note and looked at it, Xia Baiyou calculated for him, it should be tomorrow morning.

At this time, the field was very lively, and everyone was holding notes and whispering to each other, very excited.The person in charge had no choice but to come to the stage, and asked everyone to be quiet, and he announced the official opening of the list.

He ordered the first pair of contestants to come on stage.

I saw a young disciple flashing out from the small fairy gate at the very end of the big school field, who looked younger than Xing Lin, under the eyes of monks big and small, shyly slipping away to the competition Taiwan came running.

On the other side of the field, a big bearded man touched his head and stood up in a daze.

Both sides are not very famous, and this competition is not very good.

However, this is the beginning, so it is appropriate, everyone gradually stopped talking, looked one after another, and finally all gathered on the stage.

Xing Lin leaned back on the chair, folded his arms leisurely, and raised his chin to look at the stage.

That little disciple stepped onto the stage, and so did the big man with curly beard.

The two approached to the middle, facing each other, still a little cautious, raised their hands shyly, intending to salute.

They both folded their fists and bent down, before they could get up, suddenly, sparks shot out in the sky.

On the huge sky, countless silver lines burst out.

Xing Lin, who was idle watching the play, suddenly raised his head.