Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Qi Jinglin sat cross-legged on the Immortal-Slaying Sword, with his palm on his forehead, gazing into the distance.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword swayed a few times in the wind, then suddenly flipped sideways and threw Qi Jinglin down.

It was not known whether it was because his soul was unstable because he had just arrived in the small world, or because he was affected by the surrounding barrier, but Qi Jinglin fell straight down in a graceful arc.

"Help..." Qi Jinglin shouted but his mouth was stuffed with leaves.

There were many trees on the mountain, and the treetops were extremely lush. The man fell from the sky and plunged into the dense bushes. Many branches and leaves were broken, making a messy sound.

The system even experienced the bungee jumping feeling for the first time.

When Qi Jinglin fell to the ground, covered with branches and leaves, and lay on the ground like a scarecrow, he was shouting in panic in his mind.

His exposed skin was covered with small cuts, and a little blood was oozing out.

"Hmm... Did someone fall into the barrier?" The boy carrying a small bamboo basket ran over.

Seeing Qi Jinglin fainted on the ground, he threw the bamboo basket aside.

They have been trapped here by the barrier for a very long time and have not seen any strangers. His Yulou clan is the only one in the entire Wuyuan Mountain. He has no idea how much time has passed since he was born, and he can only be trapped in this mountain.

Picking up a branch and poking Qi Jinglin's shoulder, the boy moved closer to Qi Jinglin, wrinkled his nose, and smelled his scent.

Very comfortable smell, makes people feel peaceful and refreshed.

Seeing the dots of blood on his cheek, the boy reached out and wiped some, licked the blood on his fingertips with the tip of his tongue, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Immortal... it's an immortal... it's really an immortal..." The boy stood up, shouted excitedly, and ran very fast, "Dad, Mom, an immortal fell from the sky, let's kill him."

The boy lost his balance and fell to the ground. His blood was trapped on the ground and killed the tender green grass. He was still shouting excitedly, "It smells exactly the same. It's the smell of the blood given by the clan leader..."

Qi Jinglin slowly opened his eyes, stood up against the tree trunk, shook his head silently, and closed his eyes again.

The Yulou clan once had a genius named Su Yue, who discovered a cultivation method that was different from other cultivators. It was to draw the spiritual veins from other people's blood to accumulate his own cultivation.

He killed people to extract their spiritual veins. In order to obtain the purest spiritual veins, he began to kill children and cultivators. Slowly, he evolved into an immortal and began to kill immortals.

But it was too slow. In order to get a better spiritual vein, he thought of another method... refining.

He used the child and the immortal, along with a small amount of divine blood, to refine a demon god, hoping to use the demon god's power to ascend to heaven in one fell swoop.

He succeeded, ascended the throne of God, and had his own position as a god, but how could a human being be satisfied?

Su Yue felt that the Yulou clan was the greatest race in the world, and that the other clans should be willing to die for them, no matter if they were humans, gods, ghosts, or the other three realms. Above the six realms, only the Yulou clan should become the overlord of heaven and earth.

Oppressing other ethnic groups, provoking wars, and enslaving the six realms are all for the sake of the ascension of other ethnic groups.

In order to save themselves, the Six Realms killed Su Yue, and because of the reluctance of the God, they imprisoned the Yulou Clan on Wuyuan Mountain. Qi Jinglin originally thought that they had become good, but he did not expect that the arrogance in their bones could not be changed.

They always felt that they were superior to others and that there were only the Yulou Clan and their slaves in the world.

Feeling the pain on his wrist, Qi Jinglin slowly opened his eyes. The sharp tip of the knife was getting closer to his eyebrows, and his wrist was tightly tied with rough hemp rope.

"I thought you had changed." Qi Jinglin sighed silently. The next moment, he grasped the dagger in front of him, turned over, pressed on the man's shoulders, and pierced the man's neck fiercely.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!” The woman who witnessed everything screamed heartbreakingly. The things in her hands fell to the ground and she turned and ran outside.

Qi Jinglin held her shoulders and twisted her throat with his wrist. He watched her collapse to the ground and strode out of the room.

Reaching out and grasping the Immortal-Slaying Sword in front of him, Qi Jinglin's figure slowly floated into the air. The spiritual power around him condensed, and the air even stagnated for a brief moment.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword in front of him kept humming, and the crisp sound spread through the mountains and forests.

In the distant sky, the pressure of spiritual power filled the sky and the surrounding mountains were almost silent. The moment Qi Jinglin grasped the hilt of the sword, it trembled slightly. In the blue sky, the white clouds floating slowly were torn to pieces by the violent spiritual power in an instant.

In the abyss, everyone was unable to lift their heads due to the heavy spiritual power. They were trembling slightly constantly. Every pore was almost bursting from the heavy pressure, making people feel as if they were carrying a thousand-pound stone, and breathing became difficult.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword pointed straight to the sky. Qi Jinglin formed seals with his hands and the Immortal-Slaying Sword stood above his head. After a slight silence, a hot blue flame emerged above his hands, which instantly surged out, rolling and burning continuously, emitting a scorching temperature.

The air became distorted by the burning, the scene around became illusory, and spiritual energy was continuously absorbed by the flames, brewing even more powerful power.

"kill!"

The low and hoarse voice was like an ancient chant, and the buzzing and trembling Immortal-Slaying Sword gradually became quiet, trembling up and down again and again.

The moment the voice fell, a huge formation appeared under Qi Jinglin's feet, and the densely packed trees in the mountains were ignited by dark blue flames.

The crackling sound mixed with the thick smoke filled the entire mountain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

"Help... help..."

"What is this? An ancient killing formation...ahhhh..."

As howls of pain fell, the ancient formation was stained red with blood, gradually arousing the violence within it. Blood-colored mist poured out like an overwhelming force, condensing at the horizon and crashing into the barrier above.

A large number of complicated talismans gradually emerged from the barrier, one after another covering the entire barrier.

The white clouds in the sky were dyed blood red, and the wailing sounds gradually faded away along with the vitality in the mountains and forests, blending into the ruins all over the mountains.

Qi Jinglin landed steadily on the ground, looked at the burnt forest, and slowly closed his eyes.

He eventually killed the entire Yulou clan, except... there was still one person missing.

Walking into the village, Qi Jinglin walked through house after house with ease, looking for the child who should appear in his memory.

Turning around and seeing the shivering child behind the water tank, Qi Jinglin slowly smiled.

Half squatting in front of the boy, playing with a dagger he picked up from the roadside, the cold dagger pressed against the boy's cheek, Qi Jinglin's voice was a little tired, "I hid it much better than you did back then."

The knife came down with a wave of his hand, and the dark red blood burned the water tank next to him, and the whole water tank burst into flames with a loud bang.

This is the talent and immortal power that the Yulou clan stole from their bloodline.

Qi Jinglin walked away, dodged behind the low wall, wiped the dagger in his hand and whispered to the system: "You know, usually the real protagonist will come out at this time, and the sentimental protagonist will hug the corpse and cry."

Hearing the sound of low sobbing, Qi Jinglin walked out from behind the low wall, swung the long sword in his hand in a beautiful sword flower, and the sharp blade cut his throat.

【…】

The system looked at everything in shock, and felt that the scene looked somewhat familiar.

"We also have to prevent his heart from growing on the right side." Qi Jinglin said slowly as the short blade penetrated his heart.

[This setting sounds familiar. ]

"Really?" Qi Jinglin put away the Immortal Slaying Sword, turned around and walked outside, saying casually, "This is the Yulou Clan."

[The Yulou clan...sounds so familiar. 】

Qi Jinglin smiled and threw the dagger to the ground, letting the dark red blood burn the few remaining plants around him. "The one who just died is called Su Jingchen."

The system was stunned, and the three words "Su Jingchen" kept echoing in front of its eyes.

[He he he he…he he he he…he is Su Jingchen!!!]

"Hmmmm~"

【He is the male lead!!!】

The system's voice was so sharp that it almost broke through Qi Jinglin's crown, making him rub his ears in disgust.

"It's the male lead, yes, it's him."