Three Times Reincarnation

With a splash, I subconsciously covered my eyes and tried to jump back, but something wrapped around my ankle pulled me straight into the pool.

When I first entered the water, even though I was holding my breath, I could still smell a strange fragrance coming from the water. It was like a lotus, like an orchid, but I couldn't tell where it came from.

In total, there were no more than five or six of them. Three thousand years of growth, three thousand years of blooming, and the result of three thousand years of existence, each golden lotus could only bear three lotus seeds, which was about five or six drops of spirit liquid.

Back then, I had no idea what sort of divine ability Liuhuo used to obtain such a rare item for cultivation. I was once fortunate enough to catch a whiff of it, which was exactly the smell, but I couldn't confirm with 100% certainty. After all, this thing was really too rare. Even deities would find it extremely difficult to get their hands on it, so why would they casually drop it into the pool to soak in a bath?

Just as I was perplexed over the origin of this fragrance, a strong force suddenly came from my wrist and pulled me straight to the surface of the water.

Leaving the matter of the Nine Transformations Golden Lotus in my mind, I opened my eyes and looked at the man in front of me, whose face was full of unexplainable anger. For a moment, I couldn't figure out what I had done to offend him, so I could only smile apologetically and say, "Hehe, this water temperature isn't hot, but it's perfect for bathing …"

Yan Jing smiled eerily, reached over, and nodded on my shoulder.

I looked at him blankly. My pair of deep black eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, causing me to momentarily lose my train of thought as I dazedly asked, "…" "What?"

"Are you going to do it yourself, or am I going to do it?"

"Huh?"

"Look at your expression — —" Yan Jing moved closer, his eyes flashing slightly. His wet hair brushed against my face, and the fragrance became even stronger. He sighed with a half-truth. "I can't say. Sorry, but I have to make a move myself." Before I could finish my sentence, she reached out and grabbed one of my sleeves.

This scene looked so familiar, as if it had been mentioned many times in the book on the mortal world — by the time I realized what his purpose was, the two ties on his coat had already been undone.

At this moment, I was extremely glad that I was soaking in the pond, because for a fish, how could it compare to water in terms of strength?

Seeing that his slender fingers had untied a flower knot on his shirt, I didn't hesitate to raise my head and leap backwards, sliding out of the range of his arms. I turned around and swam away, immediately arriving at the other end of the pool.

Under the moonlight, he saw Yan Jing still maintaining the same posture as before. There was no change in her expression, only that pair of black eyes slightly narrowed. I couldn't help but shiver and hastily smiled apologetically, "Fellow daoist, tonight's moonlight is pretty good …"

Before I could even react, a shadow flashed in front of me. My shoulder and chin hurt a little, and water splashed in all directions. The corner of my mouth was covered by my slightly cold lips, which carried a faint fragrance.

I thought that it would be no different from the previous times, at most they would just exchange their breaths with each other, but who knew that he would put so much force into it, and with a face as gloomy as a storm, as if there was some deep hatred between us that wanted to swallow a piece of meat, or as if he wanted to suffocate me to death?

Speaking of which, how could an ant live in secret, let alone a fish like me?

I tried to get him to move away, but it was to no avail; I tried to conjure a spell, but found that I could not condense any magic at all. In desperation, I ground my teeth and bit down hard — there seemed to be a intake of breath, but it was so light that it seemed to be an illusion, there was nothing around me but the sound of water and the wind.

Yan Jing's movements didn't stop because of this. I hardened my heart and exerted even more strength, like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten in three days — — Cough, cough, this analogy doesn't seem quite right … … Never mind, I don't want to turn into a sashimi at all.

Perhaps this bite of mine really bit into his sore spot, Yan Jing finally stopped his actions and slowly raised his head. I looked up and saw that his face was slightly dazed. His gloomy gaze had turned into a kind of perplexity. There seemed to be an unspeakable emotion drifting about.

I am not unfamiliar with his appearance.

Whenever he looked at me as I began to reminisce, he would show it, but as always, it was only for a moment, and by the time his eyes fell on me, his face had returned to normal.

He slowly lifted his hand to wipe the wound at the corner of his mouth, seemingly unconcerned with the dark red dot on his fingertip. Instead, he slightly raised his brows and said with a smile that was not a smile, "The Little Fishy's teeth are not bad."

I'm furious — you're the one with good teeth, your whole family has good teeth!

"Little Fish Demon." His voice was soft, and he rubbed my chin with his hand. "Why did you have such a big reaction this time?" Pausing, he continued to talk to himself, "Could it be … My skills have regressed? "

Skill? What skill?

As I was trying to figure out the meaning of the word, he said, "I don't mind trying again." Before he could finish his sentence, his lips were once again firmly sealed.

I stared at his devilishly handsome face, and my heart trembled. Although he moved gently this time, licking and grinding as if I were a piece of snowdrop, I was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would bite off a piece of meat from my mouth to make a roasted fish lip. Wu wu wu …

Fortunately, my fears did not materialize.

On the contrary, Yan Jing's condition became somewhat strange. Not only did his eyes change from dark to a dark red color, even his breathing became heavy and rapid. When I accidentally touched his body, I felt the skin on his fingertips burning hot.

I was a little worried, but then I thought, how could someone from the demon realm get sick for no reason? I must have been thinking too much, so I didn't care. When she heard him speak, her voice turned hoarse and dark. She had a nagging feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Little Fish Demon."

"Hmm?"

"From now on, you are not allowed to leave my side without my permission. Do you understand?"

I was speechless. Is this the same as asking me to sign a contract? If it doesn't work, then this deal will not be worth it, so he said awkwardly, "What virtue or ability does Qingyin have …" "Fellow Daoist, you must be joking."

Yan Jing wasn't angered by my words. Instead, she placed both of her arms on the edge of the pool, trapping me within. Then, she pressed the tip of her nose against my left cheek and asked in a casual manner, "Little fish monster, you're not willing?"

I looked at the Night Pearl above the jade pool and let out a hollow laugh. Why don't we discuss it later? "

"In that case." Yan Jing laughed. He raised his hand to collect a wisp of wet hair from my shoulder and said slowly, "Little Fish Demon, follow me back to the Demon World."

This joke was going to explode at any moment.

I wanted to act as if I was calm, so I waved my hand and said, "It's nothing. Isn't it just going to the demon realm?"

However, no matter if it is on the surface or on the inside, there is still some fear — this is a matter of life and death. Although my little fish demon's soul is incomplete, I can still live a carefree life on earth for a period of time. If he went to the demon realm, according to what he had read in the books about the love of humans, immortals, and demons, he would probably be split up into several people to roast fish within a few days. It was really not worth it!

Therefore, I could only take the risk of offending this fellow cultivator of unknown origins, who had a profound cultivation realm, and dryly laugh twice as I said, "This matter … "It sounds good, but Qingyin still has her Sect's mission to complete, how about you give her some more time?"

As the saying goes, if you can't beat him, then run. If you can't escape, then drag it on. As long as you can drag it on for 180 years, then this daoist would probably forget about this matter for the most part. When that time came, the seas would be vast and the fish would be able to jump out of the water. They would be able to go wherever they wanted and eat whatever they wanted. This was why they didn't come to this world in vain.

"How long will it be?"

Because he lowered his head, Yan Jing's face looked blurry, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was still missing. However, there was no anger in his tone, "Little Fish Demon, this is considered as an answer?"

Can I say no?

"Naturally …"

"Alright, I'll do as you say. However, I hope that you will not forget your promise today in the future. "

Since he also wanted to spare me, that was what he wished for.

I hastily nodded my head. "Naturally."

"Alright, since the Little Fishdemon has said so, then let's not force it." Yan Jing's voice seemed to contain a sense of laziness. With his black eyes slightly raised, he said lightly, "However, Little Monster, don't you feel uncomfortable wearing such a cumbersome body that you've been soaking in the pond for so long?"

I looked at the "claw" that had at some point been pressed against my lapel knot, and was speechless.

"Little fish monster —" Yan Jing lowered his head as he spoke. His eyes were half lowered and his voice was hoarse, yet it had an indescribable charm to it. "Let's give it a try?"

I couldn't react in time, so I asked, "Try what?"

Yan Jin chuckled softly as his warm breath caressed my ear. He then said each word clearly, "The mandarin ducks bathe in red …"

I really want to tell this friend who is going to jump on me as I get closer and closer. Regardless of what his real body is, I'm just a little fish, and it's impossible for me to be a pair of "lovebirds" with him, let alone bathe in red clothes. As he thought about it, he suddenly remembered something. Perhaps it was because Yan Jing had never seen my real body before, which was why he had such an unrealistic idea?

This was actually quite easy to deal with.

Taking advantage of the moment when he was lowering his head to untie the flowery knot on his shirt, I secretly formed a spell sign with one hand. Taking advantage of the time when he was lowering his head to untie the flowery knot on his shirt, I secretly formed a spell sign with one hand.

I don't know why, but Fellow Yan Jing didn't seem to appreciate my kind intentions. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and with one hand, he grabbed the clothes that I was wearing, while the other hand, he pointed at me, and said while gnashing his teeth, "You … "Good for you!"