Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

"Qi Jinglin, I admit that I am no match for you now, but it is not that easy for you to kill me!" Bu Suifeng suddenly had a sly smile on his face, his fingertips were stained with blood, and the mark on his hand suddenly changed.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and as the blood drops scattered, Bu Suifeng's figure turned into a blood mist and dissipated directly on the spot.

"Qi Jinglin, I want to see how long you can live after integrating with the divine consciousness, hahahahahahaha..."

Holding the ring in his hand, Qi Jinglin clenched his fist tightly, but his mind was unusually clear.

How long can he live?

It's really tragic.

"Jinglin." Gu Jin held Qi Jinglin's hand, and her watery eyes were filled with Qi Jinglin's figure.

"I'm here." Qi Jinglin looked at Gu Jin, his deep eyes showing no emotion at all.

Gu Jin didn’t know if it was an illusion.

He did not see himself in Qi Jinglin's eyes. When his fingertips touched the warm wetness, Gu Jin lowered his eyes.

"Your hand is injured." Gu Jin pulled Qi Jinglin's hand, and seeing that it was covered in blood, he frowned in pain.

The wound on the palm penetrated the arm, and the white flesh on the inside of the arm was cut open with a hideous wound, like a deep ravine, the flesh turned outward, and blood continued to seep out.

Gu Jin lowered his head and blew carefully, watching the skin around the wound turn an abnormal dark red and become severely swollen. In the blink of an eye, the color of the swelling almost faded and the wound became shallow.

Healing so fast.

Before he could take a closer look, Qi Jinglin unnoticedly withdrew his arm and smiled indifferently, "It's just a minor injury, no problem."

Looking at his empty palms, ignoring the strange feeling in his heart, Gu Jin's eyes were filled with worry, "How can it not be a problem... and Bu Suifeng ran away, what should we do next? Where is Su Yue?"

Qi Jinglin was silent for a moment, but decided not to tell Gu Jin the truth. "Don't worry, I can handle it."

"But..." Gu Jin wanted to say something, but opened his mouth and swallowed it back.

The strange feeling in her heart became more and more clear. Gu Jin raised her head slightly and looked at Qi Jinglin's profile. He still looked familiar, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly as she lowered her eyes.

Qi Jinglin was hiding something from me.

Want to ask?

No, how could he blame Jing Lin.

"Let's save people first. Many elders and disciples of the immortal sect have been captured." Qi Jinglin changed the subject and turned to walk in another direction.

Gu Jin nodded. This was the only way for now.

I raised my hand to grab the wrist of the person next to me, but my grip was empty. The empty feeling in my palm was like a hole in my heart.

Looking at Qi Jinglin's back, Gu Jin felt a little flustered. Qi Jinglin seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, so far that he could hardly catch up.

His heart ached for a moment, and endless emptiness and loss surged into his heart like a tide. He was so depressed that he could hardly breathe, and his eyes were sore and misty.

"Alin!" Gu Jin shouted and quickly chased after him.

Qi Jinglin turned his head to take a look, then continued walking towards the place where the people from the immortal sects were imprisoned.

"Gu Jin." Qi Jinglin paused, turned around and looked at Gu Jin who was chasing after him. His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Tilting his head to look at Qi Jinglin, Gu Jin's thoughts fell on Qi Jinglin calling his name.

"After you bring the people out, you can take them away from here to rescue people and kill the demon soldiers."

As Gu Jin listened to Qi Jinglin's words, doubts arose in his mind again.

Is this to let him go?

Why let him go.

Reaching out to grab Qi Jinglin's wrist, Gu Jin missed. Meeting Qi Jinglin's averted gaze, he opened his mouth to say something.

"They're here."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Qi Jinglin's words. Gu Jin looked into the dungeon.

"This is..." Gu Jin's face changed drastically as he looked at the unconscious people in front of him.

Are they all dead?

He didn't sense any spiritual energy.

Qi Jinglin glanced at them casually, frowning slightly: "They were just knocked unconscious, nothing serious."

But the spiritual power is indeed gone.

Gu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and then cast a spell to wake everyone up.

"What is going on?" Everyone who woke up looked confused.

"My spiritual power, my cultivation, I can't feel the spiritual energy anymore."

"What? I've lost all my cultivation."

"I can't feel the spiritual energy anymore."

"The aura is gone."

Everyone felt their own spiritual veins in panic, their faces changing again and again, and their originally pale faces became even gloomier than before, as if water was about to drip out of them.

Qi Jinglin's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that this matter was not simple, but he couldn't panic now. If he did, it would really disappoint Bu Suifeng.

He made a prompt decision and said, "Let's go out first."

Gu Jin also quickly spoke up, "Let's go first, it's dangerous here."

After pushing and shoving their way out of the dungeon, Gu Jin turned around to look at Qi Jinglin, only to see him walking straight past her.

Gu Jin did not catch up, but walked two steps behind Shao Hua, "Shao Hua, do you know what changes will occur after the fusion of spiritual consciousness?"

"What changes? I don't know." Shao Hua's eyes were erratic, and he quickly caught up with Qi Jinglin, saying, "Qi Jinglin, I have something to talk to you about."

No, how did he know that Qi Jinglin wanted to merge his spiritual consciousness.

Looking at Shao Hua's back, Gu Jin slowly grabbed his sleeves.

He was not wrong, Qi Jinglin and Qingxuan's consciousness had merged.

Everyone filed out and came outside. Qi Jinglin looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, everyone. This is strange. The most urgent thing is to figure out the situation."

Shaohua nodded and agreed: "That's right, everyone calm down first, the loss of spiritual power may only be temporary, we need to find a way to recover."

At this time, a young disciple stood up and said in a panic: "But if we can't recover our spiritual power, won't we become ordinary people? How can we fight against the demons?"

Qi Jinglin frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, there will always be a way. For now, I will have someone send the cultivator back to the sect, and we will take care of the rest later."

After saying that, he took the lead and led everyone down the mountain. No one noticed the greed that flashed in the eyes of many people in the crowd.

"The gods have all perished, but the power of the immortals still exists in the human world. Qi Jinglin has been carrying the power of the immortals for many years. His flesh and blood... you should know without me saying much. The way to regain your cultivation is right in front of you."

Bu Suifeng's voice was still lingering in his ears. Feeling his empty meridians, more and more people turned their eyes to Qi Jinglin.

Just a little bit.

A little bit is good.

He has already received so many benefits, so what if we give him a little bit?

No need to give it to others, just give him a little.

His eyes were originally clear and bright, but now they were dyed red by desire. Greed burned in his eyes like wildfire. He stared at Qi Jinglin's back as if he wanted to devour him.

Gu Jin's sword pierced the young disciple's arm without hesitation. He turned over and kicked him in the abdomen, pulling Qi Jinglin back several steps.

"Are you okay?" He looked at Qi Jinglin's body and made sure there were no wounds. Then he looked coldly at the disciple who was lying on the ground groaning in pain.

His eyes were bloodshot, as if twisted by an invisible force. Greedy flames danced in his eyes. He wailed in pain, his voice growing louder and louder. He held his hands against his head and his body curled up little by little.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

With a miserable scream, the disciple turned over and spat out a mouthful of blood. Black blood gushed out from his ears, and countless blood-stained flesh worms were crawling on the ground.

The timid disciple shouted in fear, looking at Qi Jinglin with trembling eyes.

On a tall building in the distance, Bu Suifeng bent over with laughter, his hands resting on the railing, his chin supporting his hand as he watched the farce in the distance.

"What do you want?" Su Yue frowned, not understanding what Bu Suifeng wanted.

He wants to ascend to become a god, but what about Bu Suifeng?

"Me?" Bu Suifeng chuckled, "I just want to watch Qi Jinglin fall into the abyss, never to be reborn, just like now, the immortals are afraid of him, the world wants him dead, and after the fusion of the spirit consciousness, he has lost his seven emotions and six desires, and his insensitivity will gradually decline. How interesting."

This is what a savior should end up like.

He just needs to wait for the opportunity to come.

Ah Yu, did you see that? I avenged you.

Gu Jin suddenly turned around and looked at the tall building in the distance, but there was no trace of it.