Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

"What did you say?"

"Resurrect Xuancang Divine Lord Qi Jinglin."

"You're crazy! We went to so much trouble to kill him, and now you want to revive him!"

"Then do you have any other solution? Without half of his cultivation, Gu Jin can't suppress Su Yue at all. You are raising a tiger to harm yourself, old man."

"Qingming, is there really no other way?" He sat exhausted on the chair, staring blankly ahead, "We will really fail at the last hurdle..."

"You'd better survive first. Shaohua came today and made it clear what Gu Jin's plan is. He wants to resurrect Qi Jinglin." He raised his hand and placed it on Qingming's shoulder, sighing silently.

Qing Ming lowered his head, his wrists still shaking. He held the teacup in his hand, and the tea splashed onto his wrists.

"There is no way, there is no way at all." Qing Ming muttered to himself, and his speech speed became faster and faster, so fast that every word could not be heard clearly.

"sorry!"

Qing Ming let out a low roar with a crying tone, and the broken blade in his hand cut the neck of the person next to him. Warm blood splashed all over his face, and his eyes widened in horror.

His old friend covered his throat in disbelief, and blood gushed out, dripping onto the ground bit by bit.

"you you……"

Qing Ming took a step back with the dagger in hand, swallowed his saliva, his wrist still trembling, "The Juling Clan can revive Xuan Cang, but it requires the elders to sacrifice, someone...someone has to die."

The only thing I can do is let you die.

If you do something wrong, you will pay the price.

The moment Qing Ming uttered the last word, the person in front of him fell to the ground and was completely lifeless.

The people waiting outside came in one after another and carried the person out.

"Clan leader?"

"Go to the Spirit Gathering Platform."

Cang Miao lowered his hood and quickly retreated from the tent. Seeing that no one followed him, he ran out quickly.

Gu Jin sat under a tree, reading a book quietly. He looked up when he heard Cang Miao's voice.

"Qingming is dead?" Gu Jin asked casually.

Cang Miao shook his head, "No, he killed Elder Fusang."

"Fusang." Gu Jin was a little surprised. "He is really cruel. He seemed to be a man of justice at first. I didn't expect that."

"Are we going to the Spirit Gathering Platform?" Cang Miao asked.

Gu Jin nodded, "Of course, let's solve all the troubles at once."

Now only the most important link is missing.

Thunderclouds were rolling on the Spirit Gathering Platform, and lightning as thick as silver snakes shuttled back and forth in the dense dark clouds, lingering around.

Gu Jin looked up at the sky and felt that everything in front of him seemed familiar.

Who is that person on the platform?

Qi Jinglin... No, why would I think of him.

Gu Jin waved away Cang Miao, the devil pattern on his forehead was weird, and the scene in front of him and the vague memory kept overlapping.

Thunderclouds were rolling in the sky, and the demonic energy around Gu Jin was getting thicker and thicker.

Cang Miao was startled and felt that thunder was about to fall on their heads.

The three realms were shocked, and countless immortals flew from the sky, looking at the thunder in horror.

Elder Fusang was half floating in the air on the spirit gathering platform, and thunderclouds fell on him, enveloping him with dense spiritual power.

In front of the Soul Gathering Lamp, the man of the Soul Gathering Clan held a dagger in his hand, and cut his throat without hesitation at the order of Clan Leader Qingming. Blood flowed into the surrounding Soul Gathering Lamp, and the essence of the blood provided lamp oil to light the lamp.

"Are you trying to rescue Xuan Cang Junjun?"

They were overjoyed that with the return of Lord Xuancang, they could kill Demon Lord Su Yue.

Elder Qingming cut his palm and quickly formed a seal, and the complicated formation on the spirit gathering platform gradually took shape.

He knelt on the high platform, raised his arms and shouted, "Above heaven and earth, the elder Qingming of the Juling Clan offers his soul as a sacrifice, praying to the heavens to give me a way to survive in the three realms, and hope that Lord Xuancang will return to his throne."

Thunderclouds rolled, and purple lightning was mixed between the silver snakes, layer upon layer, with undercurrents surging.

An identical broken blade was pulled out from his waist. Qing Ming's eyes turned bloodshot and his wrist was shaking constantly.

The sharp blade cut through the neck, and the light of lightning leaked out above the dense clouds. A beam of light fell on Qingming's body, and the blood dyed the golden light red.

Qingming turned into fragments bit by bit and merged into the breeze condensed by spiritual power, and the spiritual power swept across the entire spirit gathering platform.

The sky brightened, dispelling the haze that had shrouded the area for so long. Qi Jinglin's figure slowly gathered and he walked out slowly.

The white robe makes her look more holy, her bright eyes are calm and peaceful, and her stern and cold expression makes it impossible to see any trace of her past.

"Qi Jinglin..." Gu Jin looked up and was stopped by Cang Miao.

But you can't go out.

【stop! 】

【Wake up quickly! 】

[Little Rin-Rin! You guys are going to explode! ]

"Don't I have to finish the rest of my scenes?" Qi Jinglin stopped, his robe fluttering, and looked down at the people under the stage, and couldn't help but take a breath.

'I might be a little afraid of heights right now.'

【…】

【I’m really convinced! 】

"It's really not easy to be a god. I'm a genius if I can make it through this." Qi Jinglin smacked his lips and praised himself seriously.

He might actually think so.

[Hurry up and find a way. Stop acting here. I can't hold on for much longer.]

"Tongzi, has your host ever told you that you are a wimp?"

[You can shut up now! ]

"What should I do now? Should I go down? Can you tell me the script?" Qi Jinglin called the system in his mind, but his eyes could not be taken away from Gu Jin.

A completely different Gu Jin, with a cold and indifferent look in his eyes, full of arrogance and ruthlessness.

【Didn’t you remember everything? 】

The system is speechless.

Can this person be more reliable?

[Anyway, hurry up. When Gu Jin sacrifices himself and overpowers Su Yue, you can stand on your throne and howl. ]

Qi Jinglin ignored the voice in his head and looked at the strange yet familiar figure. His thoughts were pulled back into his memories.

His Gu Jin is really great.

Qi Jinglin walked straight towards Gu Jin who was in the corner.

One of them was wearing white robes while the other was wearing black robes, just like the two people in the mural.

"God, kill this devil!"

"Kill him, kill him!"

Now that Qi Jinglin has returned, they have gained confidence and are unwilling to be restrained by Gu Jin.

Amid the shouts of the crowd, Qi Jinglin reached out his hand and gently stroked Gu Jin's face.

Gu Jin was stunned.

Qi Jinglin's eyebrows softened, as if he had passed through endless time and fell on Gu Jin of that year, "Whether you believe it or not, I really wanted to stay with you for the rest of my life."

I know you love me regardless of everything, and I know how cautious you are.

So, Ajin, I never thought of giving up on you.

I am willing to accompany you into the Bodhi illusion.

"What about now?" Gu Jin raised his eyes, his deep eyes were filled with coldness, his wrist was on Qi Jinglin's shoulder, his thumb pinched his vital point, "Qi Jinglin, do you want to be with me?"

【Fuck! 】