Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

In the early morning, the sun had just risen, passing through the evil aura shrouding the earth, casting a barely soft and blurry light, giving people a mysterious and wonderful feeling.

The evil spirit was like a layer of gauze, gently covering everything. The scenery in the distance was looming in the fog, like a hazy painting.

The sun's rays gradually grew stronger, with more sunlight shining through the evil spirit, barely illuminating the small town. The sunlight falling on the yard looked like a candlelight overhead being shrouded in a veil.

There were no birds singing happily, the dewdrops on the leaves had lost their crystal clearness, and the grass and trees in the yard drooped their heads, looking wilted and lifeless.

With his hands on the window, Gu Jin looked up at the sun that had lost its dazzling light and couldn't help saying, "After the next rain, will I be able to smell the scent of grass, trees and soil?"

He wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips in disappointment. He did not smell the fresh scent described in the storybook, nor did he smell a smell different from that of the fairyland.

"Alright." Rubbing Gu Jin's head, Qi Jinglin casually placed his hand on his shoulder, "Once you've dealt with the things in the northern suburbs, you'll be able to smell the fragrance of the grass and trees."

Half leaning on Qi Jinglin's shoulder, Gu Jin tilted her head slightly and gently rested her forehead on his shoulder. Her cheeks turned rosy, and the crimson pink slowly seeped into her collar. Her ears were so red that they almost dripped blood.

Gu Jin treated injuries and took care of patients in the academy. Not only did his speech and thoughts become much more fluent, but most importantly, he learned a lot.

There were many couples in the academy, of different ages, and also unmarried couples. Gu Jin learned a lot from them.

He enjoyed asking, and the people in the yard enjoyed teasing him.

"Except for the monster, it will rain soon. When the time comes, I will definitely take you to get wet in the rain." Thinking that Gu Jin had never seen rain, Qi Jinglin pointed outside and said, "Just stand outside and get you soaked."

After looking at him, Gu Jin snorted coldly and turned to walk into the yard.

Qi Jinglin laughed twice and followed.

Really, why do you get angry so easily?

Still humming.

It's so cute.

"Gu Jin." Qi Jinglin caught up with Gu Jin and led him out of the academy. "Let's go quickly and get rid of the monster."

After solving it, you can go to the Yuling tribe to live in seclusion.

Things outside are really changing rapidly. I was still tracking down Bu Suifeng the day before yesterday, and I heard news about the Demon God last night.

Those who don’t know would think that Su Yue sent a pigeon to tell the various immortal sects.

Is the purpose of having a mouth just to talk?

"Grandma Wang, don't forget to take your medicine today." When Gu Jin was dragged away by Qi Jinglin, he did not forget to remind Grandma Wang beside him, with a gentle and caring smile.

It’s a pity that Qi Jinglin is not so considerate.

He kicked open the gate of the North City Charity Cemetery. The already shaky and unstable gate fell directly to the ground, stirring up a layer of dust. The rising dust made Gu Jin sneeze.

Qi Jinglin raised his hand and waved, squinting his eyes to try to see the situation inside clearly. The charity cemetery was completely shrouded in demonic aura. The thick demonic aura was like mist in the mountains, and the scenery beyond one step could not be seen clearly.

I couldn't see the scene clearly, but I could smell the fragrance. It was the incense and candles used for ancestor worship, and the faint candlelight was swaying through the layers of evil spirit.

"There's no one here." Gu Jin brushed off the spider web above his head and waved his hand to disperse the fog in the yard, and the tablet in the main hall came into view.

This layout isn't quite right.

Before the doubts could even wrap around his mind, Qi Jinglin pulled Gu Jin back, "Be careful."

Holding Gu Jin's waist, the tip of the sword lifted up the wooden board on the ground, and the board instantly shattered into sawdust. The rough sawdust brought a strong evil wind and left blood marks on Qi Jinglin's wrist.

Letting go of Gu Jin's hand on his waist, Qi Jinglin turned around swiftly. The corner of his clothes cut through the air with a sharp sound, and his fingertips left a trace of spiritual power in the air.

A golden formation appeared on his palm and slowly floated out with Qi Jinglin's movements.

What a quick response.

The people hiding in the dark dodged again and again, but dared not move too much and make any noise.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and ran deep into the charity cemetery, throwing away the magic weapon on his body before leaving.

No precious magic weapon is more important than your life.

The magic weapon and the formation collided violently. The magic weapon shone with strange light and released powerful spiritual power fluctuations.

The impact of spiritual power made Qi Jinglin's face change slightly. He raised his hand to block the attack tightly. The formation intertwined into gorgeous light bands in the air, impacting the power of the magic weapon.

The power of the magic weapon was like a raging torrent, entangled with the spiritual power of the formation, making a deafening roar, splashing light, and the space driven by the spiritual power was slightly twisted and trembling.

It really is Bu Suifeng's aura.

Bu Suifeng is a leader in the demon world. He ascended to become an immortal at a young age. He is not good at magic, but good at refining weapons.

As soon as the aura of the magic weapon came out, Qi Jinglin recognized that it was Bu Suifeng's work.

I didn't expect that he really didn't understand his two senior brothers at all.

Gu Jin formed seals with his hands and injected spiritual power into the formation. The formation, which had been barely holding on, trembled slightly and instantly counterattacked.

Countless rays of light turned into talismans that tightly entangled the suppressed magic weapon.

Picking up the magic weapon on the ground and seeing Bu Suifeng's mark in the corner, Qi Jinglin closed his eyes weakly.

Facts speak louder than words.

The evidence was right in front of him, and he didn't even have any reason to shirk responsibility for his senior brother.

Gu Jin patted Qi Jinglin's shoulder soothingly without saying a word.

He knew that Qi Jinglin had been struggling and still wanted to persuade his senior brother to turn back.

But there's no going back.

The moment the magic weapon fell to the ground, the evil spirit seemed to shatter and scattered on the ground, and then slowly disappeared into the moist soil.

Gu Jin looked up at the evil aura in the air. A breeze came slowly, and the evil mist seemed to melt and dissipate in the breeze.

With another gust of wind, the evil fog should be completely dispersed.

What is this picture?

"Go in and take a look." Qi Jinglin put away his magic weapon, placed his fingertips on his forehead, and used his spiritual power to explore the way.

Passing through the main hall, you'll see a magnificent archway that's meticulously carved, with even the supporting pillars covered in intricate patterns.

The high steps extend straight upwards, as if leading to the end of the sky. Each step is wide and solid. They are closely arranged together to form a steep and solemn platform. Standing on the steps and turning around, you can't see the ancestral hall behind you, as if you have accidentally entered another space.

The surface of the steps is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting dazzling light under the sunlight. They are made of hard stones and are still as solid as a rock after years of wear and tear.

The high walls on both sides are covered with exquisite murals and stone carvings, covering the entire wall from beginning to end, as if telling an ancient story.

It's just that this story is too old.

Qi Jinglin didn't understand.

Going up the stairs, the stories on the murals became more and more complicated, and Qi Jinglin only understood the last story.

It seems to be dead.

The last figure in the middle mural fell from the sky and turned into ashes.

Two more masses fell into the mountain.

Why does it look so familiar? I feel like I have heard this story somewhere before.

Qi Jinglin paused slightly, looked back at the mural behind him, his eyes slowly widened, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Isn't this the story of the fall of the ancient gods?

The last person is the last god in the world, the demon god Qingxuan.

Then here...

"It's bad." Qi Jinglin exclaimed, grabbed Gu Jin's wrist, and looked panicked, "Hurry up and leave."

Gu Jin hadn't finished looking at all the murals yet, and was forced to keep up with Qi Jinglin's steps, with a confused look in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Before Qi Jinglin could finish his words, he felt the spiritual power under his feet pulling him back, and the people above took action.

Qi Jinglin suddenly turned around and protected Gu Jin behind him. Rich spiritual power instantly filled the surroundings, and the delicate spiritual power formed a barrier to block the two of them behind him.

A dark purple beam of spiritual power shot out like lightning, rushing straight towards Qi Jinglin. Qi Jinglin dodged sideways, and at the same time rolled over with Gu Jin, and raised his hand to summon a ball of ice-blue spiritual power flame.

The two collided in the air with a loud bang, and the aftermath of spiritual power caused the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Qi Jinglin retreated repeatedly trying to create distance. Gu Jin stepped lightly and condensed his spiritual power into a long spear surrounded by a faint demonic aura.

The dark shadow hiding in the dark was forced to show up, and the two of them fought back and forth, their moves becoming more and more fierce, and the light of spiritual power intertwined and flickered between them, brilliant and dazzling with a bloody color.

The abnormal fluctuation of spiritual power caused Qi Jinglin's movements to pause slightly. Thinking of the scene on the stone wall, Qi Jinglin's face suddenly changed, "Ajin, get out of the way!"

boom--

With a loud bang, Bu Suifeng hit Gu Jin's dantian with his palm, and Gu Jin fell to the ground like a star.