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

That was the first time he killed someone, and it was his own relatives.

The dream slowly disappeared, leaving only Ji Du kneeling on the ground with a terrified face and hatred in his eyes, as if he had been frozen, occupying Ji Wuqin's entire thoughts, no matter how he tried to get rid of it, he couldn't get rid of it. A sentence echoed, like Ji's father's voice and Ji Qingye's father and son.

"Everyone who gets close to you is for the practice."

No, Ji Wuqin frowned tightly, curled up on the stone bed with a painful expression, startled Fang Junxiao who was sleeping next to him, and quickly got up to check his situation.

"Jiang Hua is, and Fu Chen is too. They are using you, and they all have bad intentions."

No, anyone would betray him, only senior brother would not!Ji Wuqin retorted fiercely in his heart to the voice that echoed in his ears. His heart ached as if pierced by a sword, and his breathing became difficult. If Fu Chen betrayed him...his world would collapse.

Ji Wuqin opened his eyes suddenly, with redness in his eyes that had not faded away, he was breathing heavily, his breath soared, and his clothes were windless and automatic.

Fang Junxiao swallowed nervously, and stepped back cautiously. He heard that crazy people would not be able to tell who was who, and they would be irrational and would just kill blindly.

Ji Wuqin, who had been hanging his head down, seemed to have heard Fang Junxiao's movement, raised his head and squinted at him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is there any water?"

Fang Junxiao nodded quickly, and handed over the teapot at hand. He looked at Ji Wuqin who was drinking water with his head up, and felt a little trembling in his heart. He had never seen Ji Wuqin like this before. Like a newly opened blade, it is imposing.

From the first time they met, Ji Wuqin was like a gentle, harmless and very reliable elder brother, making people unconsciously want to be close and convincing, but now, he has completely subverted this image.

Some of the water in the teapot flowed down Ji Wuqin's chin into his collar. The slightly cool touch and the faint scent of tea calmed his restless mood a little. He threw the teapot aside and closed his eyes. Whispering in a low voice: "Someone is coming."

Fang Junxiao was stunned, "What?"

Ji Wuqin put his index finger on his lips, and looked at the door coldly. The door of the secret room was pushed open. The two people who had captured Fang Junxiao out for torture last time came in one after the other, looking at Fang Junxiao expressionlessly. and go.

Thinking of the torment after being fed the medicine last time, Fang Junxiao hid behind Ji Wuqin in fear.

Knowing that their bodies are loose, the two people who came in grabbed Ji Wuqin's shoulders without any scruples, trying to throw them off the stone bed.

When he was about to touch his shoulder, Ji Wuqin raised his hand and pinched his wrist. With a little effort, there was a sound of bones breaking. The palm slashed on the back of the neck, and he passed out immediately.

"You..." His companion looked at Ji Wuqin in astonishment, raised his hand and drew the sword out of its sheath, intending to directly stab at his vitals.

Ji Wuqin didn't dodge or dodge, and grabbed the tip of the sword that stabbed him indifferently. The blood slowly spread from the palm of his hand, and fell on the ground drop by drop. sword.

The owner of the sword fell to the ground with a bang, with a severed sword stuck in his throat.

Ji Wuqin bent down to untie the sword from the other person's waist, and threw away the scabbard casually. Holding the sword, he turned his head to look at Fang Junxiao, and said in a low voice, "Follow me, I will take you out."

Fang Junxiao quickly got down from the stone bed, and walked unsteadily to Ji Wuqin's side.

Seeing that he was weak, Ji Wuqin frowned, and simply hugged Fang Junxiao with one hand, let him hug his neck, kicked the door open, and he directly faced the guards outside, holding Fang Junxiao in his arms. The sword seemed to be alive and pointed towards their acupuncture point flexibly. In an instant, the six people guarding outside all fell to the ground without a sound.

The secret room was placed in the side courtyard. After Ji Wuqin took Fang Junxiao out, he tilted his head and asked him, "Where does the father and son live?"

Fang Junxiao pointed to the location of the main courtyard. Seeing Ji Wuqin walking towards that side with no expression on his face, he never deliberately hid his figure, but perfectly avoided all the guards. He was a little shocked in his heart, and he whispered tentatively. Asked: "Is this your real strength?" He had seen Ji Wuqin make a move in the ruined temple before. Although it was also very powerful, it was far inferior to what it is now.

Ji Wuqin lowered his eyes, "That's right." Maybe all the memories have been restored, and after waking up, he can no longer feel the restrictions of time and space on him, and the seal in his body has also been released, and he has become a The second genius disciple of the Xuanjian Sect.

Ji Nan, who is well-known in the world of comprehension along with Fu Chen.

There were many people patrolling the side courtyard, but they couldn't see any of them when they arrived at the main courtyard. Ji Wuqin carried Fang Junxiao to the courtyard of the head of the Wu family. Before he got close to the main room, he heard a familiar voice, and his heart moved , He took people to hide directly beside the wooden pillar closest to the door, and signaled Fang Junxiao to keep quiet.

The people inside are the father and son of the Wu family, but they seem to be arguing. The Patriarch of the Wu family's tone is very angry, with an attitude of hating iron and steel, "What kind of magic/drug did that kid of the Fang family give you to make you even yourself?" I forgot everything about my last name, huh?"

"Father, he is only ten years old, how could you have the heart to attack such a young child for the sake of the Sky Poison Sutra?"

"Shut up, Nizi!" The Patriarch of the Wu family slapped him as if in a hurry, and said angrily, "Go back to the room and face the wall, and you are not allowed to go to the side courtyard again."

"Father!"

Ji Wuqin didn't expect to hear this. He always thought that Wu's eldest son's actions and thoughts were the same as Ji Du's, but he didn't expect... He looked sideways at Fang Junxiao, who had reddish eye circles. Much luckier myself.

The door opened with a creak, and the person who came out did not expect to see Ji Wuqin and the two of them here. He was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously turned around to block the father who also wanted to come out, and said nervously: "Father ,I……"

The Patriarch of the Wu family saw Ji Wuqin and the others when the door was opened, his face sank, he pushed his son away, and said in a cold voice: "You are so courageous, you still don't leave here as soon as you come out of the secret room."

"I haven't got your life yet, it's a pity to leave like this."

Fang Junxiao struggled to get down, fearing that he would affect Ji Wuqin, but the person holding him did not let go, instead he told himself to hold him tightly, his eyes became more and more red, and he hugged Ji Wuqin tightly. Kiss the neck.

The Patriarch of the Wu family snorted coldly, and seeing that his subordinates had already heard the sound, he waved his hands and asked them to directly surround Ji Wuqin and the two of them.

The Wu family is a family of medical practitioners, and the patriarch's martial arts are not very powerful, but there are quite a few martial arts masters who voluntarily serve him for various pills, and the number of martial arts is not the same. His face became slightly dignified.

However, ever since the seal in his body was untied, Ji Wuqin felt that his five senses and thinking had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the incoherent swordsmanship that had always been incoherent was now handy to use, and its power was greatly enhanced. It is not a problem for him to be one against ten.

Seeing that so many of them couldn't take down Ji Wuqin, the Patriarch of the Wu family changed his face a little. He raised his hand to make some people retreat, intending to slowly consume Ji Wuqin's internal strength.

But with the passage of time, he found that the wheel battle not only did not consume much of Ji Wuqin's internal energy, but made him more and more excited. Sword shadows flew around and blood splashed more and more people fell down. Clothes were stained red with blood.

The head of the Wu family was a little scared, he backed away slowly, even ignoring his son beside him, and ran directly outside, his lightness kung fu was used to the maximum limit.

Ji Wuqin flicked the blood on the sword, the strong smell of blood irritated his eyes which had just returned to normal to turn crimson red again, and his breathing became unstable. He put Fang Junxiao on the ground, stepped on the ground, and moved toward The house where the head of the Wu family escaped was looted.

"Brother Ji..." Fang Junxiao wanted to follow him, but he didn't have the strength to run two steps before lying on the ground.

A pair of arms gently helped him up, and he was carefully hugged in his arms. The boy with red and swollen cheeks said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop him."

Fang Junxiao lay in the boy's arms, crying, "Brother Wu."

The boy coaxed Fang Junxiao in his arms for a while, and then led him in the direction where Ji Wuqin left with a worried face, "He seems to be going crazy again, so don't get too close to him for a while."

Ji Wuqin also felt that his current mood was not right. After he caught up with the Patriarch of the Wu family, he kicked him to the ground, and the sword in his hand pierced his shoulder directly. Looking at his painful expression, he was still calm Turning the hilt of the sword sharply deepened his pain.

"If you want to kill me, give me a good time." The Patriarch of the Wu family said with a white face and hatred.

This sentence is so familiar, Ji Wuqin tilted his head and thought for a while, and then remembered that his second uncle also said this sentence under his sword, and even the expression was very similar.

"Don't you think you did something wrong?" Ji Wuqin asked calmly, staring at the head of the Wu family as if staring at another person.

The Patriarch of the Wu family snorted coldly, closed his eyes and waited for death, with a look of disdain to talk to him.

Ji Wuqin pulled out the sword and stabbed him in the chest, only an inch away from the vital point. He watched indifferently that the clothes of the Patriarch of the Wu family were slowly stained with blood, and then pulled out the sword again, he was determined. I don't want this person to die too happily.

The Patriarch of the Wu family was so painful that he wanted to curse, and in the end, he ran directly to Ji Wuqin's sword with his neck, but he failed. Instead, he was hit by the sword again in the back, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

A warm palm gently but firmly pressed Ji Wuqin's wrist. Fu Chen gently hugged Ji Wuqin's trembling body, and slowly separated his fingers holding the sword tightly. He fell to the ground with a bang, and holding Ji Wuqin's cold palm, he said softly: "Enough, Xiao Nan."

Ji Wuqian turned his head to look at Fu Chen numbly, his numb eyes slowly regained a trace of spirit, "...Senior brother."

Fu Chen touched his bloody cheek with distress, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I was late."

Ji Wuqin held Fu Chen's hand tightly and opened his mouth to ask something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, preventing him from making a sound.

Knowing what he wanted to say, Fu Chen lowered his head and kissed Ji Wuqin's nose, and said seriously and gently: "I love you, and I will never leave you."

Ji Wuqin felt that his empty heart was filled instantly, he slammed himself into Fu Chen's arms forcefully, closed his eyes and passed out.

Song Feng, who came along with Fu Chen and the disciples of the Wulin League, was first shocked by Ji Wuqin's cruel treatment of the Patriarch of the Wu family. Later, when he saw him pass out suddenly, he asked worriedly, "Is he alright?"

Fu Chen shook his head, hugged him horizontally, and said in a low voice: "I'll leave it to you to deal with the aftermath." After speaking, he hugged Ji Wuqin and left.

Back in the Wulin League, he first cleaned Ji Wuqin, and then carefully applied medicine to his wounds. Seeing that he was still awake, he sat by the bed and carefully described his facial features with his eyes.

Ji Wuqin has been in a coma for three days without any sign of waking up. Song Feng came to see him a few times, but he couldn't find out the reason for his coma. Seeing that his body was getting weaker and weaker, he suggested that Fu Chen take someone to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors Let his master take a look.

But this proposal was rejected by Fu Chen.

Fang Junxiao was accepted as a disciple by Song Feng. He wanted to stay with Ji Wuqin and wait for him to wake up before going to the Valley of Miraculous Doctors, but Fu Chen said that he would take Ji Wuqin to a place to heal his wounds. He wanted to follow him and was rejected. left.

The Wulin League was handed over to a few confidantes, and Fu Chen rode slowly along the forest path with Ji Wuqin in his arms. The breeze blew on his face, but the person in his arms showed no sign of soberness.

He lowered his head and kissed Ji Wuqin's hair, and sighed silently.