Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

[The soul is constantly suffering from the burning pain of the Demon-Slaying Lock, until the spiritual power is exhausted and dies. 】

Clear tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes and shattered on the back of Qi Jinglin's hand. Looking at the scattered tears, he raised his hand and grabbed the corner of his chest, feeling pain in his heart again and again.

‘Why is this so? ’

[Maybe it’s worth it to him. 】

'I will save him. ’ Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Qi Jinglin looked coldly ahead, his firm look preventing the system from saying anything.

Is this really what Gu Jin wants?

The burning pain in his soul provoked his mind. He leaned on the railing and took a big breath to try to suppress the irritability that was provoked.

The spiritual power that had been forcibly gathered to maintain the breath was running around, and the confrontation between the demonic energy and the immortal bones was overwhelming in the body.

A mouthful of blood spurted out. Gu Jin looked at the railing and fell to the ground, a few sobs escaped from his mouth.

His fingers grasped the bluestone floor hard, and his nails were turned up hard, leaving traces of blood drying on the floor.

Qi Jinglin, who was standing in the corner, felt distressed and wanted to step forward, but stopped abruptly, "I have to take out the immortal bones as soon as possible."

But Gu Jin didn't have the magic pill, and without the immortal bones, he couldn't seal the ancient demon at all.

He had to think about it.

Maybe……

‘I can only let him go back to the Demon Realm. ’

【He will not go back. 】

Gu Jin would rather die by your side than go back.

'Then it will only make him hate me. ’

Only with enough hatred and hostility can the ancient demon's sealed magic elixir be used for one's own purposes.

"Ajin." Qi Jinglin took a deep breath and walked out of the corner with a smile on his face. He took off his cloak and rubbed the top of Gu Jin's head, "Have you had a nightmare?"

Gu Jin raised his head and looked at Qi Jinglin motionlessly, stretched out his arms and hugged his waist, resting his forehead on Qi Jinglin's waist, "Did you know? I have a senior brother."

"Immortal Lord Jinglin."

Gu Jin didn't look at him, and gave a low "Yeah", and continued after a long time: "He gave his life in exchange for mine, but I despicably wanted to take him as my own. Do you know? I... "

"It's getting cold, go back early." Qi Jinglin interrupted Gu Jin without waiting for him to finish. He squatted down and held his shoulders, "Get some rest early and don't think about the past."

He didn't want Gu Jin to say it.

If you say it, you can't go back.

The two of them looked at each other face to face. Qi Jinglin's indifference was like a sharp blade, leaving blood holes one after another in the apex of Gu Jin's heart.

Even the pain from the Demon Killing Lock seemed to have dissipated.

After a while, Gu Jin covered her face and laughed. The laughter became louder and more hearty, her shoulders kept shaking, and she seemed to be crying.

Qi Jinglin stood up and watched, without saying a word to interrupt his sudden collapse. He just put his hand on his shoulder and patted him comfortingly, "I don't think Immortal Jinglin will regret it."

"That's great." Gu Jin's voice was hoarse, and she could still hear the faint sound of crying, "But I regret it so much."

"Let's go." Qi Jinglin did not answer the next words, turned around and left the yard first.

Gu Jin followed him, carefully reaching out and holding a piece of clothing, "Ajin..."

"Let's go out for a walk after a while. I don't want to be bored in the Acacia Sect anymore."

"it is good."

It was still dark before Qi Jinglin came to Gu Jin with a bowl of soup. Seeing that he woke up, he handed it to Gu Jin, "There was a cold wind last night. Drink the soup and don't get sick."

Taking the already warm decoction, Gu Jin looked at him with a smile, "It's for treating wind and cold?"

"Drink."

Qi Jinglin did not give a clear answer, but took out two preserved fruits from the side, with no trace of softness in his eyes.

With a wry smile on her lips, Gu Jin raised her head and drank the bitter soup in the bowl, frowning tightly.

Before I put down the bowl, the preserved fruit was already stuffed into my mouth.

The sweet taste spread between her lips and teeth, and Gu Jin looked over again, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.

Holding Qi Jinglin's hand and leaning her head against her cheek, Gu Jin asked in a low voice, "Will you have any preserved fruits in the future?"

"Just take the medicine and you'll be fine."

"I will be obedient." Gu Jin looked up at Qi Jinglin, her eyes sparkling with smiles like those of a simple dog, and her clear eyes were filled with only attachment.

Qi Jinglin slightly curled his lips, "Okay."

After all, he had cultivated the immortal bones himself and figured out a reliable method. Qi Jinglin's cultivation level increased rapidly with the help of the immortal bones.

With the spiritual power stabilized, the conflict between the immortal bones and the demonic energy in Gu Jin's body has become much calmer.

Qi Jinglin almost moved into the Hehuan Sect's library with Gu Jin, and he couldn't wait to find a solution.

Nai He couldn't ask Gu Jin what kind of secret technique he had found.

The mark between his eyebrows at night woke up Qi Jinglin who had fallen asleep. He glanced at the person next to him and carefully turned over from the bed.

After performing a trick to help Gu Jin sleep more peacefully, Qi Jinglin picked up the cloak on the shelf and turned around to leave the room.

After figuring out Gu Jin's situation, he was never discovered even if he went out at night.

As soon as he left the Hehuan Sect, Qi Jinglin saw Yao Miao waiting under the tree, and looked anxiously in his direction, "Senior brother, something bad has happened. Elder Qiu passed away, and he risked his soul and soul to destroy his spiritual consciousness. Killed by everyone."

"What?" Qi Jinglin held Yao Miao's shoulders and said in disbelief.

Yao Miao nodded heavily, full of worry, "Senior brother, each immortal sect has brought people to Hehuan Sect, you must leave as soon as possible."

The news that Gu Jin is in the Hehuan Sect is no longer a secret.

There are many disciples of Hehuan Sect, and there are also many people coming and going, but the number of people who see Gu Jin and recognize him is not a small number.

All you need to know about Gu Jin is to inquire a little bit and find out where he is.

Qi Jinglin nodded thoughtfully and said softly: "I understand, I will take him away as soon as possible."

"Senior brother." Yao Miao stopped Qi Jinglin and bowed respectfully, "Senior brother, I'll see you again someday. Don't blame me for trying my best."

Qi Jinglin looked back at Yao Miao, nodded slowly, and saw the other person's eyes widening with a smile.

Yao Miao didn't say anything more, turned around and left the Hehuan Sect with his sword.

Only then did Qi Jinglin realize that a long time had really passed.

Things have changed, people have changed, and a fleeting moment has passed.

The two of them left the Hehuan Sect as soon as it got light. Qi Jinglin didn't say much, only that he was leaving for training.

In order not to implicate the Hehuan Sect, he deliberately had a fight with someone at the teahouse at the foot of the mountain. The news that Xiao Shaolin, the young master of the Hehuan Sect, had left with Immortal Gu Jin spread throughout the town within a few hours.

In an inn in another town, Qi Jinglin pushed Gu Jin down on the bed, held down his struggling movements with one hand, and whispered: "Take off your clothes."