Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Qi Rou didn't want to admit it, and she didn't dare to lie. She could only lower her head and keep sobbing.

The old housekeeper has watched Qi Rou grow up, how could he not know what this means.

She poked Qi Rou's forehead with hatred, and the old housekeeper showed a fierce look.

"Miss, we need to get rid of the roots!" lamenting earnestly, the old housekeeper shook his head helplessly and walked quickly towards the yard.

The servant behind him immediately picked up Gu Jin, who had fainted on the ground, and followed the old housekeeper.

Qi Bingkun led people to the courtyard in a panic. He looked at Qi Jinglin on the eaves and respectfully held his hands, and asked in a low voice, "I have met the Immortal Lord. I wonder why the Immortal Lord came to my Qi family?"

"What I just said was not clear enough?" Qi Jinglin tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him. Pingling Sword seemed to have heard the master's call, and the sword's intention was lingering around him.

The value of the Xiaoyao Sect's sword spirit lies in the "Xiaoyao" that moves according to one's heart.

But Qi Jinglin has always been strict with himself, and the title of the number one among the younger generation of Xiaoyao Sect is not just mentioned casually.

The monsters he killed in Wuji Valley could have leveled the Qi Mansion, so naturally there was more than just "Xiaoyao" in his sword intent.

The murderous intention hidden in it is like an iceberg in a cold pool, gradually revealing its sharp edge.

"Listen clearly, listen clearly." Qi Bingkun naturally understood. He originally wanted to delay, but now he could only admit his mistakes again and again.

Qi Jinglin lost his patience and stepped down from the eaves. With a slight lift of his fingers, the Pingling Sword returned to his side, "Where's the person?"

"I sent someone to find her." Qi Bingkun smiled stiffly, and kept scolding Qi Rou in his heart.

He really spoiled her and brought her into so much trouble.

Qi Jinglin did not move, slowly turned his head, looked at the hiding figure behind him, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He put his hands together and quickly completed a complicated hand seal. The shadow of the Pingling Sword instantly spread out in a ring. Qi Jinglin's red lips moved slightly, "Go."

The blade of the sword made a crisp buzzing sound, showing the excitement of Pingling Sword. The silver light and shadow, wrapped in the coldness of the moonlight, turned into a sharp blade.

As the silver light flashed past, the old housekeeper who was hiding behind fell to the ground and was surrounded by Pingling swords.

"Wang Chong!" Qi Bingkun turned his head, wanted to get closer but stopped, "What's going on?"

"Master, that man's junior brother is Gu Jin, we can't keep him!" Wang Chong, the old butler, stopped hiding and shouted loudly at Qi Bingkun.

If you still want the future of the Qi family, you must keep these two people today.

Staying at Qi's house silently at night.

After hearing Wang Chong's words, the expression in Qi Bingkun's eyes changed again and again. He stared coldly at Qi Jinglin who was standing in the sky, tightening his hands and then slowly loosening them.

"Xianjun, Aunt Gu is Gu Jin's sister. I want to keep Gu Jin at Qi's house for two days. I wonder if Xianjun will agree?" Qi Bingkun straightened his back, raised his head slightly and stared at Qi Jinglin, unwilling to let go. Every little change.

He doesn't want to break up yet.

Qi Jinglin shook his head, "I want to see someone first."

"Immortal Lord!" Qi Bingkun glanced at him and then glanced at the old housekeeper on the ground, "Qi Mansion and Xiaoyao Sect have always been on good terms, so why should we destroy this friendship."

Holding his hands on his shoulders, Qi Jinglin lost interest in listening to the chatter, and the irritability in his eyes gradually climbed to the end of his eyes, "Let someone come out!"

After the words fell, the servant who was standing in the corridor became dull in his eyes, turned around uncontrollably and walked towards the depths of the corridor. Qi Bingkun's expression changed, but his figure froze in place.

This is a soul-catching technique from the demonic world. Qi Jinglin read it in a book and modified it. It seems to be very useful so far.

The servants carried Gu Jin out, and Qi Jinglin quickly ran over, hugged the person into his arms, and reached out to test his meridians.

Feeling the sluggishness and feeling the disconnected wrist, Qi Jinglin's eyes darkened.

He raised his eyes with a murderous look, and his fierce eyes were a little more bloody. Qi Bingkun looked into Qi Jinglin's eyes and took a step back unconsciously. He pursed his lips tightly and shook his head repeatedly, "It has nothing to do with me. not me."

"Yes...it's Aunt Gu. It was Aunt Gu who ordered his hands and feet to be broken." The servant on the side fell to his knees in fear, and the Pingling sword glowed with a cold light.

"Yes." Qi Bingkun couldn't help but nod, "It was her, she did it, and they didn't bring Aunt Gu to apologize."

Qi Jinglin looked away and held Gu Jin's wrist. The warm spiritual power entered Gu Jin's meridians along the fingertips, carefully repairing every damage.

The spiritual power was thick and pure, crowding out the impurities in Gu Jin's body, washing the meridians, and constantly soothing around the wounds, trying to heal every wound.

Gu Jin felt the comfortable spiritual energy infiltrating her body, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly leaned into Qi Jinglin's arms.

Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother...

Continuously shouting in his heart, Gu Jin gradually regained his strength. The muscles and veins in his hands and feet were repaired to some extent, and Gu Jin's face also looked much better.

Leaning in Qi Jinglin's arms, Gu Jin opened her eyes and looked at Qi Jinglin's side face, which was full of broken pain.

The pale face was stained with a bit of dazzling blood, and the clear eyes contained crystal tears.

It adds a bit of inexplicable poignancy.

Qi Jinglin felt a little heartbroken for no reason, and her original dissatisfaction with him running around completely disappeared.

The little devil is so pitiful, how can I bear to blame him?

"I'm here." Wiping away the blood on his cheek, Qi Jinglin lowered his voice and soothed softly.

Like a kitten, she rubbed her cheek against Qi Jinglin's palm. Gu Jin raised her head and looked into his eyes with watery eyes, "Senior brother, I only have senior brother."

Feeling so weak in his heart, Qi Jinglin hugged the man in his arms, patted his back gently, and looked up at Qi Bingkun with cold murderous intent.

Qi Bingkun secretly said something bad, took a step back, raised his hand to form a seal, "Set up the formation!"

The Qi family has been in the mainland for many years and has some special skills.

What's more, as the head of the family, Qi Bingkun.

It's a pity that the elder is not here, so we can only use the guards to make up the numbers.

Looking at the guards' unison, the spiritual power gradually gathered, condensed and flowed around, and a precisely woven formation revealed sharp killing intent.

Qi Jinglin stood up, reached out to recall the Pingling Sword, held the handle of the sword in front of his chest, slightly curled his lips, "Good boy, see clearly, senior brother will only teach you once."

The sharp blade swiped across the palm of his hand, and bright red blood slid down the blade and gathered at the tip.

Qi Jinglin held the Pingling Sword with his backhand, half-kneeling on the ground, and inserted the Pingling Sword in front of him. His bloody palm quickly formed seals, "Yao Yao Mingming, heaven and earth are born together, when they disperse, they become Qi, when they gather, they form, the five elements The ancestor of the army, the essence of Liujia, the soldiers fight according to the sun, and follow the orders at all times."

The spiritual power suddenly stagnated, and then gathered quickly. Even the evening wind seemed to pause for a moment, and there were shallow ripples in the surrounding spiritual power.

Qi Jinglin's spiritual energy surged throughout his body, converging on the Pingling Sword.

"break!"

With a command, it exploded!