Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Pushing open the gate of the academy, the courtyard was quiet. Only a few faint candle lights were on in the courtyard. The disciples who were on night watch were still patrolling.

"Brother." Seeing Shaohua standing guard, the disciple nodded respectfully and his eyes fell on Qi Jinglin, "Jinglin Immortal Lord."

Shao Hua nodded slightly, raised his hand and pointed at the houses where the people of Xiaoyao Town lived, "Are you all resting?"

The leading disciple nodded, glanced at Qi Jinglin casually, and approached Shaohua and whispered, "This evening, a barrier suddenly enveloped Xiaoyao Town. I took the disciples outside to investigate. They were clamoring to leave, but when I came back, they all settled down."

The disciple behind him added, "The Gathering Spirit Clan has changed its leader. It seems that the old leader passed away, and the new leader Qingming was the one who stabilized the situation."

Shao Hua frowned slightly, but the expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the night. "Didn't the old patriarch disappear?"

At that time, many people from the Gathering Spirit Clan wanted to investigate despite the evil spirit.

"He came back today. It is said that he was trapped in the suburbs by evil spirits. He came back when he saw the evil spirits dissipated. Unfortunately, he was injured by the barrier that suddenly appeared. When he came back, the old patriarch was no longer alive."

The disciple found out everything clearly, even though he didn't see it with his own eyes, he told her every detail, and answered every question Shaohua asked very clearly.

Shao Hua was concerned, but Qi Jinglin was not. He carried Gu Jin back to the house, and endured the discomfort caused by the running of spiritual energy, and his fingertips gently fell on Gu Jin's cheek.

The impact of the immortal power forced him to suppress it with great effort using his spiritual power, and his face still did not look good.

The spiritual power circulated in his body for a cycle, and Qi Jinglin slowly exhaled a breath. The spiritual power in his body was still somewhat stagnant.

A familiar breath lingered around him. Qi Jinglin opened his eyes and felt the spiritual power entwining around him. His body stiffened slightly.

It's... Gu Jin...

No, not exactly.

The soft palm was placed on his waist, Gu Jin's breath was gently blown into Qi Jinglin's ear, the tip of her nose rubbed against his earlobe, and Gu Jin's long eyelashes trembled slowly.

"Jing Lin...Jing Lin..."

Her red lips moved slightly, and her low and hoarse voice was filled with a faint smile. Gu Jin almost leaned against his back with her hands on his shoulders.

The unrestrained demonic energy carried a charming meaning, and kept entwining around Qi Jinglin's overflowing spiritual power. Gu Jin tilted his head and leaned on Qi Jinglin's shoulder, and the wet tip of his tongue brushed across his earlobe.

Qi Jinglin raised his eyes, reached out his hand and grabbed Gu Jin's throat, turned over and pressed him to the ground, clamping his shoulder with one hand.

Gu Jin let out a low cry and frowned in pain. Her dark blue eyes were as deep as the starry sky at night, bright as far as the eye can see and yet vast and deep.

Gu Jin's fingertips, with a slightly cool touch, gently fell on the back of Qi Jinglin's hand, and climbed up to his wrist little by little. Gu Jin slowly smiled.

He wrinkled his nose. The smell of fairy power made Gu Jin narrow his eyes. His crow-feather-like eyelashes blocked the floating look in his eyes, adding a seductive and cold look.

Qi Jinglin grabbed the wrist that was climbing up to his collar, gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, raised his hand and hit Gu Jin's neck hard.

The desire for the magic pill has eroded Gu Jin's consciousness, and he himself is afraid that he doesn't even know what he is doing.

Gu Jin tilted her head and fell into Qi Jinglin's arms. Her eyelashes trembled slightly in the darkness. Gu Jin opened her eyes and slowly closed them again.

Is this easier to believe?

Qi Jinglin picked up Gu Jin, put him on the bed, and said softly, "Sleep well."

Looking at Gu Jin's peaceful sleeping face, Qi Jinglin pursed his lips tightly.

"Don't be afraid." Qi Jinglin couldn't help but hug Gu Jin, letting him half lie on his chest, and said in a deep voice, "I will definitely make sure you are well."

The familiar scent of Gu Jin filled Qi Jinglin's nose. He was reluctant to let her go, and the uneasiness in his heart became more and more obvious as time passed.

Gu Jin moved, seemingly unconsciously, and nestled quietly and obediently in Qi Jinglin's arms. Qi Jinglin's lips touched Gu Jin's forehead.

Qi Jinglin froze again, and suddenly pulled away, but Gu Jin grabbed the corner of his clothes and knocked him down hard. He quickly supported his side body with his hands, pressed Gu Jin's shoulder blades, and lowered his head to look at Gu Jin's face carefully.

His eyes grew colder little by little. If Gu Jin opened his eyes, he could see the madness rising from his eyes. It was a heat that even Gu Jin could not understand.

Qi Jinglin moved closer little by little, pinched Gu Jin's jaw with his fingers neither lightly nor heavily, his eyes full of hesitation and madness, and his lips pressed against the corner of Gu Jin's lips.

Qi Jinglin closed his eyes slightly, his light kiss was filled with a suppressed breath, his strength was like his struggling and disordered brows, revealing his panic inch by inch, yet at the same time, longing surged in every corner of his heart.

The knock on the door woke Qi Jinglin up. He opened his eyes and put Gu Jin on the bed almost as quickly as he ran away. His eyes flashed with panic, and he turned around and opened the door.

"Jinglin, I..." Before Shaohua could finish her words, Qi Jinglin pushed Shaohua away and ran outside.

Shaohua looked back at his back in surprise, her brows furrowed, her facial features almost wrinkled into a ball.

The person on the bed opened his eyes, supported his chin with one hand, and looked outside with burning eyes.

Rubbing the corners of her lips with her fingertips, Gu Jin hooked her falling hair, "Qi Jinglin... is very interesting."

Qi Jinglin ran all the way until he reached an empty forest and stopped. He held onto a tree, gasping for breath, his heart pounding like thunder.

He actually kissed Gu Jin!

He knocked his head hard, trying to wake himself up.

The evil spirit had hijacked his mind, making him unaware of what he was doing.

"What's wrong with me..." Qi Jinglin muttered to himself, "Will I also be tempted by the evil spirit?"

His thoughts were still a mess, but Shaohua had already looked at Gu Jin who had opened his eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was hostility in his eyes, "You are lying to him."

"Not really." Gu Jin's voice was a little cunning. He leaned against the bed with a majestic aura, looking at Shao Hua casually, like a god staring at an ant under his feet. "Do you want to kill me? No, you should want to persuade Qi Jinglin to kill me."

Shao Hua's eyes turned red. He stood at the door, gritting his teeth stubbornly, "People with different ideals cannot work together."

Gu Jin smiled, walked in front of Shao Hua, looked around him, the smile was superficial, not reaching his eyes, his eyes were cold and frosty, "Don't worry, Su Yue and I are not of the same mind, so naturally we don't have any plans together."

"As for Qi Jinglin..." Gu Jin called his name softly, his eyes full of tenderness, "I haven't made up my mind yet."

Shao Hua lowered his head, his heartbeat became faster. He didn't dare to look into Gu Jin's eyes, and his eyes kept drifting outside.

He has tried his best.

The rest is up to them.

The person outside the door did not disappoint Shaohua's hope and ran out of the academy with the most important news. Before dawn, the news of the demon god had spread throughout Xiaoyao Town.

The legendary devil, the culprit of the disaster, is in the academy.

Those who had barely survived by hiding in the corners walked out of their shelters and gathered at the gate and courtyard of the academy, holding all the weapons they could use to attack.

The sky was gloomy, and the dense dark clouds blocked the faint light of the early morning. Fine rain threads kept falling, turning into a hazy rain curtain, suppressing the silent morning.

Qi Jinglin walked slowly back to the academy, holding the pebbles he picked up at the barrier in his hand. He rubbed the two stones casually in his palm, raised his eyes and met the eyes of the man in front of him. Their eyes met in the rain.

The rain wet their clothes but did not weaken their momentum. They stared at each other, as if they were having a silent contest with their eyes. The rain seemed to freeze in mid-air, but there was the rustling sound of raindrops.

Qi Jinglin knew him, Qing Ming, the new chief of the Juling Clan.

Qing Ming is tall, his muscles are taut, he exudes a powerful aura, his eyes reveal determination and courage, the tattoo under his eyes describes the savagery in his bones. He just stands in the rain without retreating at all.

"Kill the devil!" Qing Ming raised the sword in his hand high.

The people on the side raised their heads and shouted, "Kill the demon!"

"Return peace to the six realms!"

"Return peace to the six realms!"

"Kill the demon, kill the demon, kill the demon!"