Unconventional Raiders [Quick Transmigration]

Qinglang glanced at the comatose Lin Qi, raised his head and flew up, and landed not far from Zhong Yiyang. The wound on his body just now was gone, and his long hair was dancing, and his whole person was more elegant and free and easy.

"What did you do to Lin Qi?" Zhong Yiyang looked at Qinglang's unscathed and relaxed appearance, squinting his eyes and remaining calm.

"If he knows that you care about him so much, he must be very touched." Qing Lang smiled, tilted his head to look at Zhong Yiyang, and said in a mocking tone, "I just don't know if you care about him or his pair of ghost-killing hands." The yin and yang eyes that the teacher dreams of."

"Is there a difference?" Zhong Yiyang frowned, and took out a folded piece of paper from the pouch around his waist. After stretching it out, he could see that it was in the shape of a long knife. He held the real knife in his hand and pointed it at Qingming.

"There's really no difference. I'm afraid he's eager to be used by you." Qing Qing raised the corners of his mouth playfully, rubbing his fingers against his chin, "In order to deal with me, he even took out his ancestral treasures, not bad."

He hooked his fingers towards Zhong Yiyang, "I bet you can't touch me with a single finger."

Zhong Yiyang's eyelids twitched, and he took out a piece of yellow talisman paper from his bag, muttering something in a low voice while moving his lips, the talisman paper spontaneously ignited, he passed the talisman paper over the long knife, and the edge of the knife immediately ignited a blue flame.

With a wave of his hand, the flame immediately turned into a stream of light and flew towards Qingming.

The frivolity on the sunny face faded away, and he stared solemnly at Zhong Yiyang's knife. It is said that it is an ancestral item. The ghost exorcist must use his own fire of life to activate this knife. It was gone.

This Zhong Yiyang is really ruthless, there is no foreplay at all, and he is directly killed. If this is another ghost exorcist, at least it would be good to talk about it and then arrest him as experimental materials. Who is stupid to waste his life playing with a dead ghost.

"Sure enough, you are a little bastard who has never seen a ghost." Qing Lang sneered, leaping backwards to narrowly avoid the flames.

Zhong Yiyang's complexion changed, and there was an angry look between his brows, and he said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"I'm laughing at you, you're too self-reliant..." Qing Lang squinted at him coldly, walking three steps in one step, followed by an even more violent aura, "Will you be able to slay the dragon with the dragon-slaying sword?"

"Don't even look at it, how many dragons are there?"

"You!" Zhong Yiyang suddenly thought of something, subconsciously wanted to back up, but found that his body could not move.

"Dragon?" A lazy male voice sounded in Zhong Yiyang's ear, but no one was seen. "I'd rather be a snake waiting for an opportunity. If I find an opportunity, I'll kill it with one blow!"

"President..." Qi Xinran, who was at the side, saw that this was unbearable, and wanted to rush out desperately, but was pushed to the ground by Wei Siannan.

Zhong Yiyang felt chills in his neck, and the murderous intent behind him made his heart sink. Seeing that Qinglang had walked in front of him, he said coldly, "Lin Qi will not forgive you if I die."

Qinglang stopped and looked at him in surprise, "Hey, threaten me with Lin Qi? Now that you're using him to save your life, am I stupid enough to forgive his scheme?"

"He plotted against you because he was bewitched by me. He has always regarded you as a friend." Zhong Yiyang panted heavily, his forehead covered with fine cold sweat.

"I know, I never thought of killing you." Qing Qing nodded calmly upon hearing this.

Zhong Yiyang and Mo Ze behind him were taken aback at the same time, especially the latter who yelled directly, "What the hell are you doing?! Cowarded at a critical moment? Why do you let me do it if you don't kill him!"

"Old Mo, our target tonight is not him." Qing Lang walked over and snatched the long knife from Zhong Yiyang's hand.

Mo Ze appeared directly, cast a spell to directly trap Zhong Yiyang and the other two people hiding in the corner, with a solemn face, "What do you mean?"

Qing Lang looked at the long knife in his hand, the cyan flame exuded a dazzling and deadly temperature, and murmured, "It's time..."

The gust of wind that was still whistling suddenly disappeared, and the surrounding silence was unbelievable, and Mo Ze felt inexplicably palpitating.

Something is about to appear...

Mo Ze looked at Qingming subconsciously, his face was neither sad nor happy, as if he had changed into a different person, he flew straight to the sky.

Seeing this, Moze just gritted his teeth, thought for a few seconds, and followed.

Sunny finally landed on the roof, Moze followed his line of sight, and saw a man standing on the railing with his back to them.

Mo Ze, who has always been extremely confident in himself, felt ashamed before seeing the other party's appearance.

Because the other party's figure is so good, with a perfect inverted triangle figure of more than 1.8 meters, even if it is slightly covered by the school uniform, he can still feel the toned lines in those long legs.

"Qinglang, who is he?" Moze walked to Qinglang's side, staring at the man with hostile eyes.

Qinglang didn't answer, his face was no longer careless like before, Moze thought he was dazzled for a moment, but he actually saw sadness on the bastard Qinglang's face.

"Senior..." Qing Lang took a step forward, forced a smile at the corner of her mouth, lowered her eyes and didn't even dare to look directly at the person opposite, "Long time no see."

Mo Ze glanced at him in surprise, the man in front of him is also a ghost, and he can be called a senior by Qing Lang's expression...

Could it be that this guy is the one who failed Qing Qing's confession?

The man finally turned his head, the wind was blowing his short brown hair, the facial features under the bangs were three-dimensional and handsome, and the deep eyes revealed a sense of affection, as if the whole person would sink into the eyes.

The face is biased towards the West, is it mixed race?I give this face full marks, Moze couldn't help but turn his head, he was afraid that he would be fascinated if he looked at it any longer.

"Old Mo, control him, he is our target tonight."

Moze stared, "What are you talking about, isn't he the one you like?"

Qing Qing didn't look back, she kept looking at An Jianning, "Yes."

"Are you crazy? You said last time that no matter what he becomes, you will never give up." Moze didn't understand why he followed him so stupidly, and was angry because of Qing Qing's indifference, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, I dont go!"

"Forget it." Qing Lang didn't force him, but just walked in step by step, spreading his aura and trying to suppress An Jianning.

An Jianning died, which was shocking when Qinglang saw it from the newspaper. He thought about many possibilities, but this result was the most unacceptable to him.

Memory also returned under such stimulation.

Seeing Qinglang walk in, An Jianning suddenly grinned, a gleam of blood flashed in his eyes, he let out a powerful breath, and could even smell a disgusting smell of blood.

"This is the aura of people who have killed many people... he is a ghost?" Mo Ze looked at the handsome An Jianning in disbelief. Once he became a ghost, he would never be able to reincarnate and lose his mind.

"Sunny! Wait, we can't beat him. Now he won't take the initiative because we are the same kind. Let's withdraw."

"I can't leave, Lao Mo." Qing Lang shook her head, "Senior died because of me."

When the original owner fell to his death, An Jianning, who ran downstairs in a panic, witnessed with his own eyes that a living person died in front of him, and he always blamed himself.

However, the original owner became a ghost after death, but because of the obsession in his heart, he couldn't ascend to heaven, so he had to find An Jianning.

All they want is an answer.

But at that time, An Jianning was an ordinary person. When he saw the original owner turned into a ghost and appeared in front of him, he thought that the original owner was here to claim his life, but he felt so guilty that he came to the scene of the fall and jumped down in front of the original owner.

The original owner was also greatly stimulated by An Jianning's death and left the school.

An Jianning, who later became a ghost, couldn't control herself day after day because she couldn't find the sun, and started killing people to absorb energy. During that time, many people died tragically, but the school covered it up by committing suicide.

But what An Jianning didn't know was that the original owner's departure was not because he didn't like it, but to save him. After learning that the dead could be resurrected as long as there was pure yin energy, the original owner began to look for it.

But he later learned that the so-called resurrection was just a rumor.

An Jianning will never recover his mind again, and will always be just a ghost who only knows how to kill. It is precisely because of this that the original owner tried his best to injure him in order to put him into a deep sleep, but his own memory was confused due to the serious injury.

After Qing Qing merged her soul, she became friends with Lin Qi by mistake, and even released the Great Compassion Curse at school.

An Jianning was instantly awakened.

"Actually, what Zhong Yiyang said is correct." Qing Lang began to feel a sinister air, he raised his long knife and pointed at An Jianning, with a bitter smile on his lips.

Pure yin qi needs a man born in a cloudy moon, so Lin Qi was absorbed by the original owner in the dark when he was a child. This is the reason why he is thin and weak when he grows up.

"Humans and ghosts cannot be friends."

An Jianning felt Qingming's hostility. He picked up a little black dog that had been dead for a long time from behind him, gently opened his stomach and stretched it in with his fingers, until the corpse was shriveled, and then he shook it off. The blood adhered to his fingers. Seeing a slight wave of his arm, it immediately turned into a slender red whip and flew towards Qinglang.

Qing Lang was about to resist, but at this moment a red figure stood in front of him, Mo Ze grabbed it directly, his palm made a "Zi Zi" sound, and a puff of green smoke rose.

"My favor is paid off, and you can clean up your shit yourself." Moze didn't let go, and his words were still ugly as always.

The red figure with his back turned was like a blazing flame, just looking at it, his whole heart was instantly ignited.

Qinglang was startled for a moment, then took a deep look at Moze, and flew over immediately.

An Jianning was holding the red whip and pulling with Mo Ze, maybe because of his lack of consciousness, he didn't even look at the approaching sunshine.

Qinglang's hand holding the long knife kept trembling.

Wanting and doing are not the same thing at all, and at this point he found himself hesitating.

Just when the tip of the knife was about to stab An Jianning's neck, the red whip broke, and Qinglang just retracted the knife, and both of them fell from the rooftop during the collision.

here again...

Qing Lang's heart ached violently, he struggled regardless of An Jianning, and hugged him tightly.

It would be nice if he just died like this.

Qing Qing's expression was unprecedentedly calm at this moment.

"Sunny! Don't be fucking soft, he's not the one you like, don't hurt him!"

Moze's roar seemed to ring in Qinglang's ears, self-consciousness began to overwhelm the original owner's soul, Qinglang's eyes regained clarity, and he stabbed the long knife in his hand without hesitation.

"Bang!" The two of them passed through the big tree and fell directly to the ground with a loud noise. Qinglang stood up and saw that the long knife had penetrated deeply into An Jianning's body, nailing him directly to the ground.

He closed his eyes at this moment, his perfect face seemed to be just asleep, and light spots like fireflies began to float out of his body.

Sunny was completely silent.

Forty years ago, he confessed to An Jianning.

I thought there was no need to feel inferior when I liked someone's mood.

Tell the other party what you want, everyone is happy if you succeed, and you will feel pain when you fail.

But he didn't expect such serious consequences.

My like, is wrong.

My death is sin.

Forty years later, he personally killed An Jianning.

This relationship finally ended after a lapse of 40 years, and it will never be answered.

Suddenly consciousness began to blur, and Qingqing slowly separated from the soul of the original owner.

He completed the obsession of the original owner.