Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

"Report, report, you guys go report by yourselves, I'm not going." Gu Jin flew away from the crowd on his sword, still looking like an upright gentleman.

Only after making sure that he was far enough away to not be seen did he sit cross-legged on the Sword of God-Slaying.

He said he couldn't come, but he was forced to come, and his good clothes were torn by lightning.

Gu Jin pouted, patted his sleeves in disgust, and shook his head silently, "They asked me to do this, asked me to do that, and after I finished dealing with the Discipline Hall, I have to come to supervise the exams, and now they have ruined a piece of my clothing. Every day, the work I have to do is getting heavier, but my monthly salary has not increased by a cent, and they are deducting... deducting!"

Looking at the Wangyuan Mountain below with resentment and snorting coldly, Gu Jin turned his head away.

Out of sight is pure.

He now felt a headache whenever he smelled the odor from Wangyuan Mountain.

Very good, I'll call in sick later.

It is said that... he was intoxicated by the smell of Wangyuan Mountain.

Wouldn't that be inappropriate?

Gu Jin frowned in confusion. The desire to curl up in the quilt and sleep ultimately defeated his diligence. He felt that the sect leader might not be able to tell whether it was true or not.

The Sword of God-Slaying flew very quickly towards Weiming Mountain, its target being the bamboo forest on the top of the mountain.

Suddenly, Gu Jin’s eyes widened and he formed seals with his hands, trying to control the God-Slaying Sword under him.

Perhaps he forgot the words when he picked up the pen. The more anxious Gu Jin was, the more he forgot the hand sign of the mark. However, in a moment, the Sword of God-Slaying had carried him into the dense forest in the mountains.

The dense and lush tree crown was full of green leaves, which, with the help of the Sword of God-Slaying, gave Gu Jin a big slap one by one.

When coming out of the woods, the difference between Gu Jin and the scarecrow was probably that the grass on their bodies was green.

Great, now I can really take sick leave...

Gu Jin picked up the sword that fell on the ground and walked into his yard while picking leaves off his body.

Although he stayed with Uncle Yao Jin during the day, he had to come back to rest at night.

Spiritual power flowed in his hands. The bed curtains blocked the bright sunlight outside. The bright and dazzling light was filtered to be as soft as moonlight. Gu Jin threw his outer robe aside and snuggled into the quilt.

All of his bedding was made of Tianshan brocade, soft and light as if being in the clouds, and as light as smoke when it fell on the skin. Fine and dense spiritual power was absorbed between the strands of silk, enveloping Gu Jin in the spiritual power and slowly warming his body.

Gu Jin rubbed the quilt on his body beautifully, let out a long breath, and immersed himself in the comfortable tranquility.

He can stay up all night and witness the dawn.

But getting up at eight in the morning is really the most difficult thing in life.

When Uncle Master Yao Jin heard his remarks, he just cursed, "Master, we have only one lineage."

In a daze, dreams entangled in Gu Jin's thoughts. The bloodstained ground was filled with warm bloodstains that were within reach, and the face of the person in front of him was indeed blurred.

He couldn't see clearly, he just saw that the person lying beside him was his appearance.

There was an intricate mark on his cheek, a bluish-purple almost black color that looked exactly like the magic mark recorded in the book.

Legend has it that Su Yue refined the demon god in order to ascend to heaven, and the ancient god Xuan Cang used the divine vein as the center of the formation to seal it in order to get rid of the demon god.

But on the face of the person in front of him was the legendary devil mark.

Gu Jin's heart ached and he gasped for a chance to survive. He fell to the ground and his figure overlapped with the person in his dream. He looked up and felt that every breath he took was excruciatingly painful.

"Senior brother..."

"Ah!" Gu Jin sat up suddenly and looked at Yong Wei beside him, who was closing his eyes with great effort and gasping for breath, like someone who was almost drowning.

Yong Wei gently assisted him in breathing, his voice full of gloating, "You must be having a nightmare. I let you be lazy... You deserve it!"

He said he was going to report, but he never came back. The next time I heard news about the eldest brother was from the head of the sect.

The eldest senior brother was absent from the meeting because he was frightened unconscious by Wangyuan Mountain.

They are small, not stupid.

This reason is too outrageous.

Raising his hand and gently tapping Yong Wei's head, Gu Jin lay back on his soft bed and exhaled comfortably, "It's comfortable. Can't I take my bed with me to the meeting?"

Yong Wei looked at his senior brother expressionlessly, "Although we are cultivating immortals, can you please speak human language?"

He just couldn't understand why some people thought that Senior Brother Gu Jin was the same as Uncle Jing Lin, with an immortal look and temperament, and a flower on the mountain top.

looks like?

Not at all, so only the outer disciples who had never seen the eldest brother's true face believed it.

Pulling Gu Jin's wrist and forcibly pulling him up, Yong Wei's eyes moved slightly and he smiled a little, "Big Brother, the head master said that if you don't participate in the 'mountain division meeting', he will give you two disciples from Weiming Mountain."

Gu Jin opened his eyes and immediately sat up straight, his forehead touching Yong Wei's chin intimately.

With a "bang", the two people covered their heads and faces, wishing they could keep the furthest distance between them and the world of immortal cultivation.

Gu Jin sucked in a breath of cold air, rubbed his forehead, and looked at Yong Wei with a look of horror on his face, "It was assigned to us at Weiming Mountain. You don't want me to take it with me, do you? No, no..."

He can't even feed himself.

"But the eldest brother's mental method and swordsmanship are the best in Xiaoyao Sect." Yongwei's eyes were full of admiration.

Although the eldest brother is not very reliable, his thoughts are more jumpy and he acts in a free and easy manner...but he is talented and willing to work hard.

Thinking of this, Yong Wei nodded in agreement, and turned around to see Gu Jin lying flat on the bed.

He pulled Gu Jin hard and roared weakly, "Why are you lying down again? Hurry up, we will be the last to arrive soon."

"Get up!" A silver light fell on the ground, directly making a hole in the bluestone floor of Gu Jin.

Yongwei's eyes widened in shock, and his body reacted even faster. He stepped back and gave up his place next to Gu Jin.

Gu Jin turned his head and met Cang Wei's frightening gaze. He leaned back slightly, but Cang Wei grabbed his collar and forcibly took off his clothes.

"Junior brother...Junior brother...don't be so rude. I just want to take a break. You know I was ordered to go down the mountain to eliminate evil spirits. I saved a whole city of people. I came back early and there are a lot of things to do..."

Gu Jin grabbed Cang Wei's wrist, trying to persuade him to let him go.

Feeling his determination, she simply let go of her hand and let him drag her.

His junior fellow apprentice is actually evil in a righteous way...which makes him uneasy.

Sitting on the white crane, Gu Jin bent down and brushed off the dust on his body, rubbing the tip of his nose embarrassedly, "Have you found where the evil spirit came from?"

Let's talk about something serious to break the atmosphere.

Looking at his unreliable senior brother, Cang Wei still said seriously, "Master went to check and found no remnants of demonic energy. Logically speaking, Wuyuan Mountain was burned to ashes, and there is no Yulou clan in the world anymore, so there shouldn't be any remnants of demonic energy left."

"Are there no changes to the barrier and formation?" Gu Jin frowned slightly, looked up at Cang Wei, waved his hand to summon his God-Slaying Sword, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

Cang Wei shook his head, "No movement."

"That's strange." Gu Jin thought seriously, raised his hand and made a spell, and a stream of spiritual power turned into a halo and flew towards the road to immortality.

"Tracking techniques." Cang Wei's eyes lit up, and he looked at Gu Jin with a little more admiration.

In the entire Xiaoyao Sect, only his master and uncle Jing Lin knew the technique to detect demonic energy. He didn't expect that the eldest senior brother had also learned it.

"There really is no trace." Gu Jin did not hear Cang Wei's words. He was completely immersed in his own thoughts, tilting his head to think about the situation on the road to immortality.

Then it’s not a monster...what else could it be?

"Yulou Clan." Gu Jin raised his eyes and turned to look at the tightly closed cave on Weiming Mountain, then shook his head in panic.

Wuyuan Mountain was burned by Master's magic, so how could there be any mistakes?

The group arrived at the square of Wangyuan Mountain. The competition was almost coming to an end, and the next step was the ranking competition for inner disciples.

The higher your ranking, the earlier you can choose your destination.

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

"I've met senior brother."

Seeing Gu Jin walk up to the platform, the disciples beside him bowed to him one after another.

Gu Jin also put away his nonchalant look and returned the greeting smoothly. Before he could speak, he heard a voice coming from under the high platform, "My name is Su Jingchen. I would like to become a disciple of Weiming Mountain. Is that possible?"

Looking down from the platform, I felt that everything seemed familiar, as if I had seen it in a dream.