Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Frightened away by Qi Jinglin's fierceness, Big Beard looked at the trembling Demonic Pestle suppressed by the sword's will, and he wanted to scold his mother.

Didn’t it mean that Xiaoyao Sect only had Wu Chenzi who was in the realm of transformation?

No one told him that there was another master in Xiaoyao Sect.

If he had known about this guy, he wouldn't have come.

The bearded man had a desire to retreat in his heart, but he did not dare to show it on his face. He swallowed and raised his hand to summon his magical weapon, "The Demon-Conquering Pestle is back!"

The Demon-Conquering Pestle trembled, and was trapped in the sword's intention again. The Pingling Sword straightened its blade and shook it proudly.

Hey, if I can't beat my master, why can't I break you?

Pingling Jian's figure looked proud and proud.

The bearded man looked at the man with handsome eyebrows and cold eyes on the high platform, but he still lowered his head despite the overwhelming reluctance in his heart, "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of Jingling Peak, but I hope that my fellow Taoist will show your kindness."

"A noble hand?" Qi Jinglin sneered, letting go of Gu Jin's supporting palm, one hand behind his back, straightening his back, he was a gentleman of Bamboo Shadow Qingfeng.

The bearded man looked up and heard Qi Jinglin's whisper. His eyes fell on Gu Jin behind him. He gritted his teeth and bowed his hands in salute, "Fellow Taoist, don't blame me. I was impulsive. I either beat or punished. I plead guilty." "

The worry could only be hidden in his eyes, and Qi Jinglin's suppressed heavy breathing could be heard in his ears. Gu Jin bit the corners of his lips and said loudly: "It's just a misunderstanding. Please leave my Xiaoyao Sect."

Gu Jin's voice fell, Qi Jinglin raised his hand casually, and Pingling Sword loosened its grip on the Demonic Pestle.

Jiang Mo Chu quickly returned to Big Beard's side,

Qi Jinglin lowered his eyes and frowned slightly. The surge of spiritual power in his heart made him feel severe pain.

After all, the Demon-Conquering Pestle is an ancient magic weapon. If it is forcibly suppressed, the spiritual power in it will backfire, which is really shocking.

Holding his Demon-Conquering Pestle, he looked at the man whose expression remained unchanged and still showed a faint sense of violence and murderous intent. The bearded man snorted coldly, turned around and left the hall.

The moment the figure disappeared from the door, the blood that Qi Jinglin had suppressed in his throat vomited out. The figure swayed slightly and half-knelt on the ground.

What a fucking unlucky person.

Qi Jinglin gritted his teeth and sneered in his heart.

It has been many years since he came to this world, and this is the first time he has suffered a head-on injury like this.

Holding Qi Jinglin's arm, Gu Jin looked at Qi Jinglin worriedly, opened his mouth hesitantly, and lowered his head with a guilty conscience.

"puff--"

Qi Jinglin choked out a mouthful of bright red blood and fell into Gu Jin's arms, leaning limply on his shoulder and coughing in a low voice.

"Jing Lin!" Qiu Chenzi quickly came to Qi Jinglin's side, raised her hand and held his wrist, holding her breath and feeling his pulse.

Miao Chenzi stood aside, watching Qi Jinglin lying in Gu Jin's arms, frowning tightly.

I don’t know where his unreliable junior brother has gone.

It's so hot that you can't even eat shit.

"Send him back quickly!" Qiu Chenzi put down Qi Jinglin's wrist and shook his head helplessly, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It didn't hurt the root. The spiritual power backlash can only be taken care of."

Gu Jin hugged Qi Jinglin and looked at Qiu Chenzi eagerly. Hearing what he said, Gu Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

His senior brother was deeply saddened by his injury.

Holding Qi Jinglin's warm wrist, she lowered her eyes and looked at his pale face. His eyes were lightly closed, and his curled eyelashes were trembling slightly. They were full of broken fragility and slight softness.

Pressing his chin against Qi Jinglin's forehead, a drop of crystal fell from the corner of Gu Jin's eyes.

This was the first time someone protected him like this.

"I'm sorry..." Gu Jin's lips moved, but there was no sound.

With Yao Miao's help, Gu Jin turned her head to look at the person lying on her shoulder while carrying Qi Jinglin on her back.

Qi Jinglin seemed to be seriously injured and fell into a coma for many days without waking up.

Senior brothers who came and went from Jingling Peak visited Qi Jinglin, and also gave Gu Jin guidance on how to get started.

Carrying a food box to teach Gu Jin how to control the sword, Yao Miao's voice was somewhat regretful, "If I hadn't taken you to make up the numbers, Senior Brother wouldn't have been hurt."

Gu Jin shook his head firmly, "No, that's not the case."

It's because of him, because of the devil inside him.

Gu Jin unconsciously touched his wounds with his palms, and Gu Jin did not dare to speak.

He didn't know what to say either.

Black clouds rolled over the sky, thunder and lightning tore through the silence, and a sound of thunder exploded in his ears. Yaomiao looked at the sky as Yu Jian left the Jingling Peak in a hurry.

He said he didn't want to be struck by lightning.

However, Yaomiao's front legs disappeared, and Gu Jin heard the movement in the room. Her eyes brightened slightly, and she turned back to look at the closed door, with a smile on her lips.

Senior brother is awake!

【I thought you were crazy! 】

Before opening his eyes, he heard the sound of the system. Qi Jinglin ignored him and turned to look at the door.

The next second, Gu Jin pushed the door open and came in. He looked at Qi Jinglin nervously and hurriedly helped him up from the bed, "Senior brother, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere else?"

Helping Qi Jinglin sit firmly, Gu Jin poured a glass of warm water and placed it on the table beside him. His watery eyes stared at Qi Jinglin for a moment.

His clear eyes were full of dependence.

Rubbing his aching forehead with his fingertips, Qi Jinglin raised his eyes to look at the young man beside him, with a slight coldness in his eyes.

Startled by his indifference, Gu Jin's eyes became more cautious and probing, "Senior brother..."

"Is what the bearded man said true or false?" Qi Jinglin looked away and looked down at the scar on the tiger's mouth. His tone was calm and there was no hint of bullying.

Pursing her lips tightly, Gu Jin didn't want to answer.

The two faced each other in silence.

Qi Jinglin raised his eyes and looked over, his scrutinizing eyes crossing Gu Jin's face, "Say!"

Shaking his shoulders, Gu Jin's expression dimmed, he closed his eyes slightly and bit his lip and said, "Fake..."

He doesn't want to lie.

I don’t even want to lie to my senior brother.

But...but he can't die, he still has to save his sister...

sorry……

"You lied to me." Staring at Gu Jin, Qi Jinglin was silent for a while, his voice soft but firm.

Gu Jin raised his head and glanced at Qi Jinglin, then avoided his gaze. His heart beat like a drum, as if it would jump out of his throat in the next second.

Qi Jinglin's scrutinizing eyes frightened him, and he couldn't stop feeling flustered. Gu Jin couldn't even imagine what his senior brother was thinking.

What was he going to say?

Gu Jin didn't know, but he wanted to end this questioning quickly.

"I...I...don't." His head lowered lower and lower, Gu Jin's eyes turned red anxiously, and she bit her lip.

"Get out!" Qi Jinglin turned his head to look at Gu Jin, raised his hand and pointed to the door, "Kneel down!"

"Brother..."

"Get out!" Qi Jinglin waved his sleeves and took down the tea cup on the low table. The tea spilled on the low table and the tea cup rolled gently.

With a crisp sound, the tea cup rolled to the ground.

Torn apart.

Shocked, Gu Jin shook his shoulders and didn't even have the courage to raise his head.

Slowly standing up, Gu Jin walked to the yard and knelt on the open space at the door.

Dark clouds were pressing overhead, making people unable to breathe.

"I'm asking for the last time, is what Big Beard said true?" Qi Jinglin's voice sounded, carrying unquestionable pressure.