Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

traitor!

Qi Jinglin thought of what the little boy had said casually.

There was a loud "bang" and the door was kicked open, shaking violently inward. The door hit the door frame, making a deafening sound, as if the entire space was shaken, and wood chips and dust flew in the air.

Qi Jinglin retreated repeatedly, and the demonic energy around him rose instantly. Xuanxuzi lowered his head and stepped aside, bowing respectfully to Bu Suifeng.

There was a hint of panic in his eyes, his footsteps were hurried, and he didn't even dare to look into Qi Jinglin's eyes.

"It's a trap."

Qingxuan hid back in the ring first and spoke to Qi Jinglin in a low voice.

Qi Jinglin closed his eyes gently, "I'm not stupid, how could I see that?"

If it weren't for Xuanxuzi's fleeting conscience, he wouldn't have been able to react so quickly.

Qi Jinglin condensed his spiritual power into a long sword in his hand. He stared at Bu Suifeng in front of him. The demon soldiers around him had completely surrounded him.

No, he fell into Bu Suifeng's trap.

Qi Jinglin drew his sword and pressed forward, Bu Suifeng attacked fiercely, throwing a punch with a sharp sound of wind.

Although he managed to dodge it, the punch still grazed Qi Jinglin's cheek, and his body suddenly fell backwards.

"Oh no..." Qi Jinglin cried out in shock, using the tip of his sword to support himself on the ground. He used the force to flip over, his robe sliding across the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

"What's wrong?" Qingxuan's voice trembled with nervousness, and the heavy pressure of demonic energy was like a mountain pressing down on his head.

It seemed as if it could devour him completely at any time.

Qi Jinglin steadied his steps and mobilized the spiritual power in his body. The obvious stagnation made him think something was wrong.

Damn it, I actually fell into Xuanxuzi’s trap.

"I've been tricked. Xuanxuzi poisoned me." Qi Jinglin clenched the sword in his hand and bit his lip to stay awake.

The poison in the body spreads extremely quickly under the stimulation of spiritual power.

How could Bu Suifeng miss this opportunity? He raised his hand and drained all the demon soldiers beside him, and his fierce palm wind fell on Qi Jinglin's heart.

His body seemed to be trapped in place. In Qi Jinglin's eyes, Bu Suifeng's movements could be broken down into countless details, but his own body was nailed down.

The moment he fell, Qi Jinglin's eyes were filled with pain and helplessness. A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his pale cheeks red. He tried to struggle to stand up, but his body was out of control, as if being suppressed by an invisible force.

Xuanxuzi hid not far from Bu Suifeng and approached little by little. He looked over with an apologetic and prying look, and then quickly looked away.

Bu Suifeng didn't give him a chance to breathe. He kicked Qi Jinglin in the abdomen. He curled up in pain and fell to the ground, unable to move.

No, there are things he overlooked.

Qi Jinglin felt his eyes go dark, and his body fell forward involuntarily. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and everything around him became blurry.

The pitiful images of several children huddled together flashed before my eyes. The fog in front of my eyes seemed to be lifted little by little, but then fell into a vague mist again.

"Gu Jin, look at these children." Shao Hua stopped and looked at the children lying on the ground in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

His spiritual power probed their bodies bit by bit, and his expression gradually became serious, "They have the aura of my brother."

"Strange, why are there still the aura of the demon race, and... they all seem to be dead."