Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Gu Jin lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't want to lie and couldn't tell the truth.

He can't afford to gamble.

Maybe if the truth is told, Qi Jinglin will send him to the demon-slaying array.

to live.

Must survive.

"Aren't you going to say it?" Qi Jinglin stood up and walked out. Looking at the man who lowered his head like a piece of wood and said nothing, a bit of helpless sadness filled his heart.

From beginning to end, Gu Jin never tried to believe him.

"Then kneel down." Qi Jinglin stopped in front of Gu Jin, his voice was clear and calm, as distant as when they first met.

Gu Jin pursed her lips tightly, shook her head silently, and reached out to grab the hem of Qi Jinglin's clothes.

Half-crouching in front of Gu Jin, Qi Jinglin pinched his chin and stared into his dark eyes with a pair of cold eyes, trying to pry into the secret of the story, "You've been there and you kept kneeling until you told me."

Lifting her head weakly, Gu Jin's fair face lacked the charm that deliberately seduced people, but there was sadness that could not be hidden.

Throwing the man down casually, Qi Jinglin stood up and without even looking at Gu Jin, he raised his feet and crossed him.

Thunder exploded overhead, and the tranquility before the storm was torn apart. The howling cold wind accompanied by fine raindrops swept through the place amidst the roar of thunder and lightning.

The strong wind ruffled her hair, and the broken hair on her forehead kept flapping her face. The ends of her hair stung her eyes. Gu Jin closed her eyes slightly, and tears fell from the ends of her eyes.

Torn apart in the wind and rain.

Like a tea cup rolling off the table, no one cares.

Qi Jinglin got off the Pingling Sword. The Pingling Sword looked at the sky and cleverly released its sword intent to block the rain.

Feeling the kindness of Pinglingjian, Qi Jinglin patted the blade of Pinglingjian and felt much better.

It was not in vain that he collected so many ancient treasures for the Pingling Sword that had turned into scrap metal.

It’s almost time to raise a sword spirit now.

While walking towards the main hall, Qi Jinglin muttered to the system, 'Look, look, the little devil doesn't believe me at all. ’

The system was speechless upon hearing the changed title.

[You said before that people also like you. 】

'That was before. ’ Qi Jinglin argued hard.

He had called him a yandere before.

Now it looks like dead wood.

[Besides, you don’t have to talk to him. Your job is to help the male protagonist complete the plot. 】

Why are you still focusing on the villain?

The system doesn't understand, but he still can't control it.

Qi Jinglin was not an ordinary trial host, he could only advise.

‘Then don’t I want the villain to turn dark and white at the right time? ’

Anyway, he won't admit that he doesn't like the male protagonist, but he is quite interested in the little devil.

Despite his awkward personality, he is quite cute.

[The system recommends that the host not interfere too much with the villain, let the villain grow independently, and get rid of the villain when necessary. 】

‘The host refuses! ’ Qi Jinglin wrinkled his nose.

He doesn't want to listen to the system anymore. It doesn't matter whether he has any tasks or not. He makes his own decisions about his life.

There is no rehearsal in life, every day is live broadcast.

This is still very reasonable.

When they arrived at the main hall, Miao Chenzi and the others seemed to have guessed that Qi Jinglin would come, so they waited in the main hall early.

Qi Jinglin stepped forward unhurriedly, lifted up his robe and knelt down directly under the high platform. He raised his hands to salute and kowtowed in a proper manner, "I know my mistake. I am willing to take my junior brother away from Xiaoyao Sect and go to the human world for training. In March If Hou Yaoyue Magic Mirror still can't solve the problem of geology, I will kill it with my own hands."

Miao Chenzi glanced at Qiu Chenzi beside him and sighed quietly, "Are you admitting it?"

They thought it would take a lot of effort to get Qi Jinglin to tell the truth.

They even thought about letting him take people to Wufeng Tower for a walk.

"Admit it." Qi Jinglin nodded, "And the disciple will know it when he sees him."

As soon as these words came out, everyone on the high platform focused on him.

Qiu Chenzi frowned tightly, "Then you let him enter Xiaoyao Sect!"

"His existence is not a sin." Qi Jinglin raised his eyes to his uncle, without any guilt.

"Do you know that the existence of demons is inherently a sin." Qiu Chenzi persuaded him earnestly.

This is the best seedling of his Xiaoyao Sect, how could he develop like this?

"Not necessarily." Wu Chenzi jumped out of the gada out of nowhere, came to Qi Jinglin's side and pulled his apprentice up. Wu Chenzi said plausibly, "His junior brother is not a demon, but there is a demon in his body. I'm just angry, don't worry, senior brother, we will definitely be able to solve it."

Although Wuchenzi took him in but did not raise him, Wuchenzi would protect his shortcomings.

Qi Jinglin stood behind Wu Chenzi and silently gave a thumbs up.

When it comes to Hunan, no one can be his master's opponent.

Qiu Chenzi and Wu Chenzi went back and forth for more than ten rounds, but they were finally defeated. They nodded in agreement with Qi Jinglin's proposal.

Putting his arms around his apprentice's shoulders, Wu Chenzi raised three fingers as if the brothers were in good company, "Three plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Qi Jinglin: "..."

He knew that this guy had no profit and couldn't afford to do it early.

After walking out of the hall, Wu Chenzi let go of his hand and looked up at his grown-up little apprentice, feeling melancholy filling his heart.

Stopping, Wu Chenzi touched Qi Jinglin's head when he looked at him inexplicably. He took out a purse from his arms and stuffed it into Qi Jinglin's hand, "Mo Wendan."

"Mo Wen Dan?" Qi Jinglin squeezed his wallet, which contained only two pills. He didn't know why.

Wu Chenzi touched the top of his head again and said seriously, "Keep the good stuff."

Although he didn't understand the meaning, Qi Jinglin nodded and put his wallet away.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it looked like a falling waterfall under the eaves. The noisy sound was like the sky at night.

The scene three steps away could not even be seen clearly. It was submerged in the darkness of heavy rain and cut off by layers of rain curtains.

All around was the loneliness unique to heavy rainy days.

Wu Chenzi didn't care about the weather. After speaking, his figure disappeared into the rain. He didn't know his way forward or where he was going.

With a light wave of his hand, there was an oil-paper umbrella in his hand. Pinglingjian moved the sword dissatisfiedly and settled down again.

The rain fell harder than expected, and the rainwater falling from the umbrella was like beads connected in a line, blurring the vision.

The breeze blew gently, and the chill penetrated the spine and spread in the bone marrow. Qi Jinglin shivered slightly.

Rubbing his wrists, Qi Jinglin reached out to touch the rainwater and couldn't help but sigh, "It's really cold."

He felt cold even under the heavy rain in the mountains, so Gu Jin...

"Oops!" Qi Jinglin roared and ran quickly to Jingling Peak. The rainwater blown by the wind rushed into his arms, soaking his clothes and soaking his hair.

The rain falling down from his forehead blocked his sight, but Qi Jinglin could still clearly see the person who had fallen to the ground in front of him.

Throwing away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Qi Jinglin helped the boy on the ground up. His lips were cold and bloodless, but his cheeks were unusually red.

Feeling the warmth that enveloped her, Gu Jin grabbed the corner of Qi Jinglin's clothes and begged softly, "I was wrong... I was wrong... don't let me go..."