Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

His eyes kept moving between the two people, and Qi Jinglin had an idea in his mind.

The person opposite is Qingxuan?

He narrowed his eyes slightly and retracted the sharp tip of the God-Slaying Sword in his hand.

Qi Jinglin took a step forward and looked into the eyes of the bound "Gu Jin" past the man in black.

He is definitely not Gu Jin.

No, it should be said that his soul is not Gu Jin.

"Who is the other one?" Qi Jinglin's eyes were still on "Gu Jin" and he sneered, "The other one can't be the ancient demon god Qing Xuan."

There was no response after he finished speaking, and the man in black seemed to be troubled by some problem.

There was sorrow lingering between his brows, and there was no trace of the hysterical madness just now.

This singer is not professional at all.

"Why are you asking so many questions? Save me!" Qingxuan cursed softly in his heart. His eyes were already filled with tears, misty and his rosy eye sockets were like a frightened deer, pitiful and helpless.

Qi Jinglin raised his eyebrows slightly and his eyes fell on "Shao Hua" beside him, but the other party didn't even look at him.

Gu Jin had no idea how to face Qi Jinglin.

Just like Qingxuan said, when Qingxuan seduced Qi Jinglin last night, he not only did not stop her, but also added fuel to the fire.

"Choose one!" Holding Qi Jinglin's sword, the man in black stared at Qi Jinglin coldly. Looking closely, his empty eyes were full of dullness.

There is no difference between looking at Qi Jinglin and looking at the tree trunk behind him.

Facing his approach, Qi Jinglin unconsciously took a step back, with the tip of the sword almost touching the man's throat.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze lingering on the wound cut by the sword.

It's pretty outrageous.

When the throats of the members of the Gathering Spirits were cut, what came out was grass debris.

After looking around at the two people, Qi Jinglin sneered.

choose one!

Haha, Qi Jinglin doesn’t want to choose any of them.

Who said that the ancient demon god Qingxuan was extremely intelligent?

Obviously, both of them are about to have their names stuck on their foreheads.

He lowered his eyelids to hide the expression in his eyes, and when he raised them again only coldness was left. He turned his wrist and the sword blade almost slashed across the scarecrow's throat, but he dodged it neatly.

The scarecrow drew out his scimitar and walked to Qi Jinglin's side in three or two steps. Qi Jinglin nimbly dodged the scarecrow's attack, his eyes showing determination and calmness.

Not to mention that the little scarecrow is quite capable.

Is this the ability of Qingxuan Creation?

Really interesting.

The sword in his hand drew a cold light in the air. Qi Jinglin was decisive and sharp. The blade cut off the corner of the scarecrow's clothes and almost cut off his arm.

Seeing this, the Scarecrow quickly took a few steps back, waving the weapon in his hand, trying to find Qi Jinglin's weakness.

Qi Jinglin pressed forward step by step, not giving him any chance to breathe. His swordsmanship was like a violent storm, and every attack was filled with endless power.

The scarecrow dodged left and right with his nimble body and occasionally fought back, but unfortunately he had no human thoughts, otherwise he would have noticed that Qi Jinglin's footsteps were changing and getting closer to Qingxuan behind him.

His eyes were almost lingering on Qingxuan, his brows slightly furrowed as if he was worried about something.

During the fierce fight, Qi Jinglin suddenly exerted his strength and his swordsmanship became more fierce. He spotted a flaw in the scarecrow and stabbed it fiercely with his sword. The scarecrow had no time to dodge and was stabbed in the arm by the sword, and a wisp of straw debris fell down.

Qingxuan was worried that his flaw would be discovered, so he quickly cast a spell to make it look like he was bleeding.

The next moment, the tip of Qi Jinglin's sword had pierced his heart. He looked up in disbelief and met Qi Jinglin's cold eyes.

Qi Jinglin waved his hand gently, and the scarecrow returned to its original appearance and fell to the ground, with only its shoulder torn and tattered.

Qi Jinglin held a long sword, the tip of which was still dripping with blood. He looked at Qingxuan in front of him, his eyes cold and without a trace of extra emotion.

"If you miss, just say it." Qi Jinglin said coldly.

Qingxuan covered the wound, blood continued to flow out from between his fingers, and the burning pain stained the heart of his soul.

What kind of magical instrument is this? It's so strange.

"This is... the Sword of Killing Gods..." Qingxuan's voice was a little weak and full of disbelief.

Isn’t the Sword of God-Slaying already broken?

Qi Jinglin looked at Qingxuan indifferently, "Since you know the God-Slaying Sword, you should know its power. Tell me, what is your purpose?"

Qingxuan gritted his teeth, "What you guys, I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Don't know?" Qi Jinglin snorted coldly, "Do you think I will believe you? You woke up when Bu Suifeng's magic pill entered Gu Jin's body, but you have already controlled Gu Jin's body in just a few hours. I don't believe that Bu Suifeng didn't help you."

Even if the scattered souls were put together, they would not have such power.

What's more, when Qingxuan died, there shouldn't be any soul fragments left.

After much thought, it seemed that only Bu Suifeng had made the move.

"I don't even know who he is!" Qing Xuan said anxiously, "I was only awakened by the body of the demon god. I am just a remnant of consciousness. I don't know who Bu Suifeng you are talking about at all!"

Qi Jinglin frowned, as if thinking about Qingxuan's words.

But it doesn’t matter anymore. The Sword of God-Slaying has damaged his vitals, and even Qingxuan will not survive.

This is really a good sword. Gu Jin should keep it well and not let anyone else touch it.

The Sword of God-Slaying that can kill Gu Jin should stay with Gu Jin.

The darkest place under the lamp is still reliable.

Qi Jinglin pinched his fingers with one hand, and his spiritual power became more and more intense. As Qi Jinglin moved, it was wrapped around the Sword of God-Slaying and penetrated into Qingxuan's body along the patterns on the Sword of God-Slaying.

Only then did Qingxuan witness the power of the Sword of God-Slaying. His soul was pulled into a dark void, and was burned by a raging fire.

The flames licked his soul, bringing endless pain. The hostility and spiritual power in the Sword of God Slaying almost turned into tangible flames. Every inch of his soul was corroded by the flames, and the pain pierced his soul like a sharp blade.

run!

To run away!

The rare moment of clarity allowed him to regain his composure.

He used up his last bit of strength and crawled away from Gu Jin's body.

Qi Jinglin was not wrong in his guess. His spiritual consciousness was nurtured by Bu Suifeng, and with the help of the remaining soul fragments in the magic pill, he was able to be revived again.

Bu Suifeng wanted to know the secret of how he became a demon, and he wanted the body of a demon god, which led to the subsequent exchange.

But he underestimated Qi Jinglin's cultivation.

After making sure that Qingxuan had left, Qi Jinglin turned and walked towards "Gu Jin", with his slender fingertips resting on his fair wrist, only then was he sure that Qingxuan had completely left.

Walk to the side to "Shao Hua", or rather the real Gu Jin.

Qi Jinglin gently swung the sword and loosened the rope. Gu Jin fell into his arms all of a sudden. Feeling the familiar breath, Gu Jin calmed down.

Patting Gu Jin on the head, Qi Jinglin cursed in a low voice, "You spent so much time studying, but a guy with only a wisp of soul left almost killed you. How can there be a God Clan as shameful as you in the world?"

Gu Jin seemed to hear Qi Jinglin's low curse and hummed twice uncomfortably.

Shao Hua's body was not suitable, and Gu Jin's soul was particularly tired staying in a body that did not belong to him.

However, at this moment, a breeze blew, bringing with it a strange smell. Qi Jinglin was startled and immediately looked around.

"Who is it?" he whispered.

No one responded, only the rustling sound of wind blowing through the leaves. Qi Jinglin's brows frowned even more tightly. He hugged Gu Jin and watched the movements around him vigilantly.

If another guy like Qingxuan or Bu Suifeng came, he would probably die here.

Suddenly, a black shadow passed by the tree. Qi Jinglin took action instantly and stabbed the black shadow with his sword.

The black shadow easily avoided the attack and fell to the ground. Qi Jinglin looked closely and found that it was a black cat.

The black cat stared at Qi Jinglin with its green eyes, then called softly, as if conveying some message.

Qi Jinglin's heart moved. He seemed to see a familiar light in the black cat's eyes. Could it be...

He looked down at Gu Jin in his arms and had a bold guess in his mind.

"No way, Brother Shaohua, you are really..." Qi Jinglin pursed his lips tightly, but a smile still overflowed from his eyes, "How unlucky! It's okay. This cat is very beautiful. Do you want me to catch you a fish?"

The black cat bared its teeth in hatred, but Qi Jinglin laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He led Gu Jin's soul back to his body, and threw away "Shaohua" who was still lying in his arms.

Go, go, go, where is his Gu Jinxiang?