Brother always wants to get a certificate with me [Quick Transmigration]

The little beggar dragged the man out of the dilapidated house. He wanted to delay for a while, but the man found out. A knife was directly across his neck, and the sharp blade drew a bloodstain on the skin.

"...Hero, don't be impulsive." The little beggar burst into tears from the pain, and he didn't dare to think of other things to lead him towards the medical center.

As soon as he walked out of the alley, the man suddenly grabbed the little beggar, turned sideways vigilantly, and looked coldly at the person leaning against the wall looking at them.

The visitor was dressed in white, and his outstanding facial features looked even more elegant under the moonlight. The smile on the corner of his mouth added a bit of warmth to him. He pointed to the little beggar and said casually: "Let him go, you Already surrounded."

"Brother Ji, save me quickly." Seeing Ji Wuqin's eyes light up, the little beggar immediately asked for help.

The man approached him with the knife again, threatening in a low voice, "Be honest." After speaking, he looked at Ji Wuqin, sneered and said, "If you want him to live, back away."

"I know you want to find someone, and I can lead you the way." Ji Wuqin let him see his unarmed hand, then walked in front, persuading him against the night wind: "This child has nothing to do with the young master of the Fang family." The relationship with him is very good, you must not be impulsive, at least you can try to change the Tiandujing if you keep him, what do you think?"

"To shut up."

Ji Wuqin was quiet for a while, and then couldn't help opening his mouth to speak, "Master Shanchen, how many disciples have you mobilized from Tiandaomen this time?"

Shan Chen put the knife on Ji Wuqin's back with a sullen face, Ji Wuqin smiled helplessly, and shut up honestly.

His task is to lead the way. On the way here, Fang Junxiao told him all the things he and the little beggar did. Song Feng who was with them immediately said that he would go to see the original genius doctor who was thrown in the ruined temple and was seriously injured. Disciple Gu, and Fu Chen also left halfway with the people from the Wulin League to take care of the disciples of Tiandaomen who were standing by in Xiangcheng, but before he left, he left more than a dozen masters for Ji Wuqin.

So Ji Wuqin is not nervous at all.

Shan Chen looked at the road getting more and more remote, and his face turned ugly, and he couldn't control the strength of the little beggar's hand, "Didn't you say he was in the hospital?"

The little beggar trembled, and looked at Ji Wuqin begging for help.

Ji Wuqin gave him a wink, indicating that he should not be nervous, and then said to Shan Chen: "You have done such a big thing, how could they take him to the hospital." Shan Chen's little lover said to Shan Chen He contributed a lot to the Fang family's extermination, but he is only strong in medicine, but his martial arts are average.

The Fang family also had a few masters, and it was obvious at a glance that this little lover only knew a little martial arts, so they all took him as a breakthrough point. After being injured, Shan Chen temporarily placed him in the side courtyard of the Fang family. He hid here, and when he saw him, he knocked him unconscious with a stone, stuffed him into a hole in the corner, and dragged him away secretly.

He was very familiar with the little beggars in the back street, so he called them over, and when no one saw them, he pushed the broken cart and dragged them to a remote ruined temple. Who is this person, but it can be seen that he attaches great importance to the injured person, so he took his jade pendant and played a show with the little beggar, trying to lure Shan Chen out.

No matter how unreliable and full of loopholes his plan was, Shan Chen still showed up for his lover.

"If he dies, I'll let you all go and bury him with him." Shan Chen's gloomy voice was rendered even more cold-blooded in the night.

Ji Wuqin just smiled casually at his words, the corners of his mouth curled up with sarcasm, "If he really died, he was also killed by you."

The murdered members of the Fang family also wanted someone to be buried with them.

The ruined temple was built in the previous dynasty, and now it is in ruins. Even beggars are unwilling to come here. There are faint candles lit inside. The orange light does not show warmth in the dark, but it gives people an unreal feeling. .

Shan Chen was in a trance for a moment, the knife in his hand almost missed the little beggar's neck, Ji Wuqin took advantage of his distraction, raised his hand and lightly tapped his wrist, the little beggar took advantage of this gap, nimbly ran to the Behind Ji Wuqin.

Shan Chen put all his attention into the ruined temple, he strode in with the knife in his hand, and saw his lover lying on the straw at a glance.

"Xiaoqi..." His voice was trembling, and the knife in his hand was a little unsteady. He ran over and knelt on the ground, and raised his hand to lightly touch the cold face of his beloved.

Song Feng took a step back when he saw him appear, while Fang Junxiao was more straightforward, striding behind Ji Wuqin, holding the little beggar's hand tightly.

"What's wrong with him?" Shan Chen lowered his head and asked Song Feng beside him softly.

Song Feng said calmly: "Dead." As if he thought this answer was too common, he added: "He lost too much blood and starved to death without food."

The little Qi in Shan Chen's mouth was injured and then was knocked unconscious by Fang Junxiao with a stone. When he was dragged to the ruined temple, he bled a lot. Fang Junxiao and the little beggar left and never came back However, this place is too remote. When Song Feng and Fang Junxiao came over, Xiao Qi died at the door without even struggling to get out of this ruined temple.

But this is what he deserves.

Shan Chen touched Xiao Qi's side face so hard that his knuckles turned white. After seeing that his lover would never open his eyes again, his eyes were red and his expression was a little crazy. "Then you all come and bury him with him." The knife on the ground shook slightly as if responding to him.

"Buried with you? So many lives in the Fang family really need you to be buried with them." Song Feng took out the saber from his waist, and the sword shone with a cold light as soon as it was unsheathed.

The two immediately fought together.

Ji Wuqin pulled the two children back a few steps, and then gestured to the surroundings. People in martial arts uniforms appeared around them in an instant, protecting the three of them in the center, and he casually pointed a few , Said: "Go and help Song Feng."

Tiandaomen is only a second-rate sect in Jianghu, but they are both good and evil, and the martial arts routines they practice are also very secretive. Shan Chen and Song Feng are evenly matched. After a few disciples from the Wulin League came to help, he was at a disadvantage. , the bundled hair was completely scattered on the chest, Shan Chen laughed wildly, and then jumped out from the window of the ruined temple.

As soon as Song Feng and others chased him out, they found dozens of men in black beside him. Shan Chen pointed forward with the tip of his knife, and said coldly, "Don't let any one go."

The advantage suddenly turned into a disadvantage. The little beggar held Fang Junxiao's hand and his face turned pale with fear. He subconsciously looked at Ji Wuqin, but was surprised to find that he was breaking branches.

"what are you doing?"

"Find a better weapon." Ji Wuqin tried the branch in his hand, tapped his toes, and jumped in front of the two of them, blocking the man in black who suddenly attacked them.

Seeing that Ji Wuqin could fight against so many people with a single branch, the little beggar sniffed and said with emotion: "I didn't expect him to be quite powerful."

Fang Junxiao didn't say anything, but kept the little beggar behind him, staring closely at the men in black.

As time passed, it became more and more difficult for the few of them to resist. Several of them had suffered some minor injuries. Ji Wu had replaced many branches in his hands. At first, Shan Chen concentrated on dealing with Song Feng, but later Suddenly remembering that his lover was killed by this kid from the Fang family, he rushed towards Fang Junxiao like crazy.

Song Feng wanted to come over to protect him but was stopped by other men in black. The only person standing in front of Fang Junxiao and the little beggar was Ji Wuqin.

Shan Chen can become the master of a school, martial arts has long been a first-class master in the Jianghu, Ji Wuqin is still somewhat limited in this time and space, he can only use one-third of his strength, and there is no weapon at hand, so resist It's a little tough.

The branch in his hand broke suddenly, and Ji Wuqin raised his hand subconsciously to block the knife that Shan Chen was slashing at. The expected pain did not appear, but a burst of familiar breath came, and Shan Chen in front of him was repelled, clutching his chest and feeling suffocated snorted.

"Senior brother." Ji Wuqin wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and complained, "If you come later, your dear brother will lose an arm."

Fu Chen raised his hand and stroked Ji Wuqin's hair, and said softly, "No way." After speaking, he raised his sword and faced Shanchen.

Ji Wuqin rested on Fang Junxiao and the little beggar, lazily looking at Fu Chen who showed his might.

With the help of Fu Chen and other disciples of the Wulin League, Shan Chen and the man in black were beaten to the ground without holding on for long.

Fu Chen put away the sword and walked to Ji Wuqin's side, looked him over carefully, and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he was just a little embarrassed, "I'm going to take people to arrest the rest of the Tiandaomen in the city, you first Come back with them."

Ji Wuqin nodded obediently, thought for a while and said sweetly: "Senior brother, pay attention to safety."

Fu Chen stared at him for a while, raised his hand to stroke his lips for a while, then turned around and took him away.

Song Feng personally supervised Shan Chen in front, and Ji Wuqin followed them not far away with the two children. They had to pass through a forest to leave the ruined temple. It happened to be late at night, and the wind made the branches rustle.

The little beggar was a little scared, so he held on to Ji Wuqin's clothes tightly and walked forward. Ji Wuqin was so tired that he couldn't walk. He looked down at the top of the little beggar's head helplessly. , discussing, "How about I lead you away?"

The little beggar nodded hurriedly and stretched out his hand to him. Ji Wuqin led him and turned around to find Fang Junxiao, but the child who was talking beside him just now disappeared. His face darkened, and he warned the little beggar not to run around. In a blink of an eye, a dark figure was stalking around them.

Heiying didn't expect Ji Wuqin to find him, so he was surprised for a moment, then raised his hand and raised a handful of medicine powder.

Ji Wuqin caught off guard and took a breath, only to feel that after a burst of strange fragrance, he lost consciousness.

The night wind was getting louder and louder. The little beggar stood alone and shivered. He called out a few times tentatively, but the people in front of him had already gone so far that he couldn't even see his shadow. He didn't dare to run around. Waiting on the tree until the sky was getting brighter, he saw Leader Fu appearing in front of him, who was covered in air-conditioning.

"Where's Ji Nan?"

The little beggar shook his head with a gloomy expression, "I don't know, Master Fang disappeared suddenly last night, and Brother Ji also disappeared to find him."

After hearing what he said, Fu Chen's expression became even uglier.