Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Qi Jinglin raised his eyes, with a fierce look in his eyes. His dark and deep pupils were filled with a hint of hostility. He lowered his eyes and looked at the dagger on the ground. He slowly took out a white jade medicine bottle from his waist, rolled the small pill in his palm, and Qi Jinglin put it into his mouth.

He knew that if Gu Jin's identity was exposed, someone would want to kill Gu Jin.

But unexpectedly, Shaohua was the first to speak.

When he raised his eyes again, his clear eyes were as calm as a deep pool. The pills turned into a warm current and penetrated into every corner of his body. Qi Jinglin shook the medicine bottle in his hand.

There are two more.

That means there are still two chances to survive.

His body couldn't withstand the impact of the immortal power, and to unlock the restriction he needed to use elixirs to nourish him, but there weren't many of them.

"Qi Jinglin!" Shao Hua shouted in a low voice, with anger in his tone, "You can't leave him here, he must die!"

"Then you just kill him." Qi Jinglin's expression remained unchanged. He looked at the distance between Shao Hua and himself, and considerately pushed the dagger towards him.

You come, you come, chattering all day long.

Qi Jinglin even raised his hand politely, indicating that he wanted to see Shaohua's determination.

But Shaohua couldn't do it, even with the magical weapons left over from ancient times, he couldn't do it.

The reason why the devil is the devil is because he is powerful enough.

A person who is not even outstanding in the fairy world wants to cross the line and kill people?

how is this possible.

Pursing his lips tightly, Shaohua picked up the dagger on the ground, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Looking at Shaohua's hurriedly leaving back, Qi Jinglin let out a long breath.

Fortunately, Shao Hua did not take action, otherwise with his current spiritual power he might not be able to block it.

"If you want to talk about smartness, I'd have to be the one." Patting his chest soothingly, Qi Jinglin leaned against Gu Jin, slowly absorbing the spiritual energy in the air.

As night falls, everything in sight seems to be covered with a mysterious veil. The bright stars twinkle in the sky like bright pearls, embellishing the tranquil night.

The breeze rustled the leaves in the air, making a rustling sound as if nature was whispering the sadness of the ruined town.

A black shadow slowly walked out of the woods behind the charity cemetery, and step by step turned into a sturdy young man. He then slowly hunched over, supporting himself with a cane made of tree branches.

The crutch tapped the ground lightly, and ripples of spiritual power appeared like a huge transparent wall, isolating Xiaoyao Town from the outside world and forming a huge barrier.

The barrier gave off a faint light, appearing and disappearing, as if a veil covered the ground beneath one's feet. People noticed something was wrong and tried to break through the barrier, but their bodies were penetrated by the spiritual power.

The streets were deserted and eerily quiet, the doors of the academy were closed, the windows covered, and panic filled every corner where the evil spirit had dissipated.

The dark clouds in the sky blocked the faint light of the moon, and the dark clouds made it hard to breathe.

A young man ran in carrying an old man on his back. When they saw the old man's appearance clearly, someone exclaimed, "Chief, it's the chief!"

The person who was secretly eavesdropping through the gap in the house climbed up using his hands and feet. The young man fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and raised his head to reveal a wound that went through his entire face.

The wound was like a hideous demon, grinning open to reveal the scarlet flesh inside. Blood continued to seep out and dried into dark red marks under the eyes, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding skin.

Those who saw it took a step back in fear, fear appearing in their eyes.

"You are...you are...Landi!" Someone recognized the young man lying on the ground and rushed out to help him up.

The old man on the ground, whose hair was so pale that not a trace of ink could be seen, was also helped up. His long beard was stuck together by dried blood.

"Help the patriarch in quickly, quickly!"

"Landi, Landi, wake up, what happened?"

"What happened? Where have they been for so long?"

"The clan leader is still alive, go find the Immortal Lord."

"Landi, hold on for a while. Someone will be here soon."

People's faces were filled with anxiety, their brows were furrowed, and their eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

Their steps were hurried and flustered, bumping into each other from time to time, and waving their arms, trying to attract other people's attention.

The whole scene was in chaos, as if a group of headless flies were flying around in a small space. Everyone was shrouded in anxiety and unable to extricate themselves. The child was already crying loudly.

Fear and panic pressed down on them again and again, making it hard for them to breathe.

Lan Di opened his eyes and reached out to grab the nearest person. He opened his mouth with great effort and gasped continuously, with a humming sound coming from his chest. "Demon...Demon...Kill the Demon..."

The woman he caught quickly called her husband, and the two of them got close to Lan Di, almost touching his chest.

"The devil appears, and the six paths will die. We must kill the devil before we can leave Xiaoyao Town. We must kill him..."

Landi opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth, but he still seemed unable to breathe. His face turned purple and he suddenly closed his eyes.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Lan Di's hand fell on the woman's cheek. She screamed uncontrollably, hiding in her husband's arms, her body trembling.

Hearing their voices, the old patriarch opened his eyes tremblingly and reached out his hand to try to get closer to Lan Di.

Granny Wang at the side helped the clan leader up, and the men behind him also approached step by step.

"Chief." The man in his thirties at the front sat next to the chief. He took over the person that Granny Wang had helped up and said nervously, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? The Immortal Lord has gone out to investigate and hasn't come back yet. Please hold on for a while, hold on for a while."

Patting the man's rough arm feebly, the old patriarch's movements were weak and slow, and it seemed that his weak breath would stop in the next moment.

"Demon... Only by killing the demon can you survive..." The old patriarch opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes were a little blurred, his loose eyelids covered most of his eyes, revealing his trembling pupils.

Grasping the old patriarch's wrist with his backhand, the man quickly asked, "Who is the demon god? Who is the demon god?"

Everyone in the room knew what Lan Di said. They looked at the old patriarch eagerly, waiting for him to point out the direction.

If Lan Di had said it clearly, they might not have believed it, but Lan Di did not finish, which made them suddenly believe it a little more.

Now that he was asking questions again, everyone had already developed murderous intent.

The old patriarch held the man's wrist and struggled to sit up, but his body fell down again weakly, "Yes... yes... Gu Jin..."

The old clan leader shouted almost hoarsely, his voice was hoarse and weak, "Only the power of immortals and the ancient blade can kill the awakened demon god. Qingming, Qingming, you must kill Gu Jin, and let the Immortal Lord Jinglin kill the demon god. Save... save..."

Before the old patriarch could finish his words, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on Qingming's robe. He then fell to the ground with his head tilted, and was completely dead.

Putting the old patriarch on the ground, Qingming took off the ring on the old patriarch's hand and raised it high, "Kill the demon for the three realms!"

"Kill the demon! Kill the demon! Kill the demon!"

"Kill the demon! Kill the demon!"

"Kill the Demon God!"

The shouts that came one after another made the ground shake. Qing Ming put the ring on his middle finger and clenched it into a fist.

Kneeling on one knee, respectfully bidding the old patriarch farewell.

No one saw two strands of spiritual power floating out from the old patriarch and Lan Di's eyebrows, passing through the window, passing through the barrier left by Shao Hua, and being received in the palm of the black shadow in the corner.

He slowly raised his head, and the moonlight filtered through the gaps in the dark clouds, illuminating the handsome face under the hood.

It was Bu Suifeng who was forced back by Qi Jinglin.

She slowly smiled, her fingertips fell on the jade bottle hanging around her neck, and she stroked it gently.

Just a little bit closer.

The moonlight lengthened Bu Suifeng’s lonely shadow, and also lengthened the shadow of Shao Hua who was carrying Gu Jin on his back.

"You'd better not let others know about Gu Jin's affairs." Shao Hua lowered his voice as he approached the entrance of the academy.

Qi Jinglin tilted his head to look at Gu Jin who was still sleeping, and nodded slightly, "Don't worry."

If they knew Gu Jin's identity, there would be endless trouble.

Shaohua paused and moved closer, looking around with his peripheral vision, "Can you suppress the evil spirit in his body?"

Maybe he should think of other ways to kill Gu Jin.