I'm clearly a villain [Quick Transmigration]

boom--!

This sword would rather not flow than avoid.

There is no way to avoid it.

He could only resist, sword to sword.

When confronting each other, the one who is not tough enough will inevitably be injured.

Ning Buliu was injured.

He already had injuries on his body, but now his injuries were compounded, his whole body was tattered, bone spurs protruded from his joints, and a large piece of flesh was missing from his face.

Qi Mo laughed, looked at Ning Buliu, and said, "Do you like it?"

Naturally, Ning Buliu couldn't answer him.

He was still hanging in the air, but he was only struggling to support it.The long sword has cracks now, if you try again, it may break.

And he still didn't retreat.

He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but he didn't seem to say anything.

But Qi Mo didn't care.

He held the void with one hand, and with a violent force, he tore apart the space and sent Wanniang inside.

At least to him, Wanniang is a good snake, she shouldn't just die like this - at least not for him, because of him.

And he has already given her a way out, whether she lives or not is entirely up to her, and has nothing to do with him.

Qi Mo looked up at the sky.

The cloud layer was getting lower and lower, and there was a rumbling sound.Lightning flashed in it, as if thunder would rain down in the next moment, smashing him into slag and turning him into dust.

A thunderbolt strikes again.

Qi Mo swung his sword.

He was extremely calm, even with a provocative intention, after splitting the thunder, he threw his sword at the cloud layer.

The existence of nothingness was really angered.

It sent down more, more urgent, and more powerful thunder, covering Qi Mo, intending to kill him.

Qi Mo smiled, and he stretched out his hand to pull, and Ning Buliu, who was not supported at all, was pulled into his hand, facing the mighty thunder directly.

Rumble!

Another thunderbolt struck, crushing the thunderbolt that was heading straight towards the two of them into pieces.

Interesting.

He even wanted to laugh out loud.

This world consciousness really didn't dare to hurt its own pillar.

Qi Mo walked slowly down the mountain with Ning Buliu in one hand and a sword in the other.

Ning Buliu's long hair was stained with blood, and he dragged him to the ground, leaving long bloodstains.

His breathing was weak, he was almost dead, and he looked like he was about to die. It was really pitiful to look at.

Qi Mo didn't care, and dragged him away, and even deliberately touched the wound on his body. Seeing him convulsed in pain, he felt inexplicable joy in his heart.

so familiar.

It was so familiar.

He must have done this before.

This feeling is indeed very refreshing.

Since Qi Mo dragged Ning Buliu into his hands, the thunder in the sky slowly dissipated.By the time they left the Eight Elements Mountain, the clouds had completely dispersed.

The originally majestic Eight Elements Mountain also slowly disappeared.

Sure enough, he was afraid of his death.

Seeing Ning Buliu's miserable state, Qi Mo snorted, found a clear spring nearby, and threw him into it.

It is still night.

The moonlight was already dark, but Qi Mo could still see the red-stained water.

Ning Buliu was soaked in the water, unconscious, but his breathing was no longer as weak as before.

There are fish and shrimps attracted by him in the water, eating his flesh and blood, hoping to open up his wisdom and enter the fairyland.

Qi Mo just watched and didn't stop him.He even thought about finding Sanqi.

When Sanqi collapsed, what he revealed was enough for him to ask.

Qi Mo thought so, so he naturally did so.

"...you can't do that anymore."

Sanqi opened his mouth, but he said so.

There was even a hint of fatigue in his voice, like an overwhelmed old man.

He said: "If you do this again, you will destroy yourself."

"Didn't I destroy it once before?"

Qi Mo asked.

Sanqi didn't answer, he found that Sanqi fell into silence, and laughed: "It's really not the first time for me."

This time I said it for sure.

Sanqi was silent for a while, before saying: "...Yes, it's not the first time."

He regretted it very much now, and fled with Qi Mo.If they were still under the control of the main system... At least Qi Mo would not think of these things.

Qi Mo didn't know what Sanqi was thinking, but he affirmed his guess and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He said: "It seems that the reason why I was so unfamiliar with the previous missions was because I lost my memory, not because of my IQ."

Sanqi: "..." Is there anything to be happy about?

Qi Mo continued: "Okay, then how did I do it before."

Looking at Ning Buliu's appearance, he didn't feel the slightest turmoil in his heart, and he even wanted to open the wound on his body and let the fish and shrimp get in.

Ning Buliu's body was already covered with fish and shrimp, densely attached to his wound, devouring his flesh and blood full of aura.

Sanqi followed Qi Mo's eyes, saw this scene, he paused, and then replied: "...I don't know."

"?"

Qi Mo looked at it for a while, and felt that the scene was a bit disgusting, dragged Ning Buliu ashore, slapped the fish and shrimps that were still flesh and blood and refused to let go, and asked, "Huh?"

"I do not know."

Sanqi repeated it again.

He was full of exhaustion, and slowly said: "At that time, you and I were forced to untie."

That was the one thing he regretted the most as a system.

Unbinding from the host and watching him fall into reincarnation is really the worst failure of a system.

He didn't know what Qi Mo tried his best, or even what he did.All he could perceive was that his powerful, calm, and omnipotent host had turned into its nascent form.

The host's mental body suffered a great blow, and in terms of ability, wisdom, experience, etc., it has degenerated into the original state-even worse than when he was on the first mission.

This is all Sanqi knows.

"No wonder."

After Qi Mo listened, he didn't say anything.He even wanted to comfort Sanqi, and by the way, he picked a few big ones out of the fish and shrimps brought by Ning Buliu whose wounds were slowly scarring, lit a fire, and grilled them casually.

It will soon be bright.

The fiery red bird was reluctantly spat out by the deep night, burning a cloud.

Qi Mo has already dragged Ning Buliu out of the mountain.

As a monk, his footsteps can be described as surprisingly fast.Ning Buliu was dragged behind him for half a night, and now his injuries have stabilized, with blood scars, and his breathing is a little stronger.

Even if Qi Mo dragged him away again, he didn't make him drag out another bloodstain.

It can be said to be very tenacious.

Qi Mo is too lazy to follow the person's design and do any tasks.He didn't have a destination either, so he avoided towns and took Ning Buliu for a walk in the countryside.

The strange thing is that no one chased him along the way.

It is no exaggeration to say that the battle was earth-shattering, enough to startle half of the people in the north.It was shocking, but it was a pity that the person who came to chase after him disappeared for a long time, which made Qi Mo feel a little bored.

Could it be world consciousness, afraid that he would kill the protagonist?

Thinking so, Qi Mo poked a hole in Ning Buliu's body with his sword.

A bloodstain remained like this again.

A few months passed like this.

The rumors of the "demon monk" that were originally vigorous have now been suppressed for some reason. People come and go in the world, but they can't remember the tragic events in the world a few months ago.

It was very interesting.

Ning Buliu's injury is slowly showing some signs of improvement.

This day, Qi Mo roasted a bird to eat as usual, and then he noticed that the living corpse beside him moved.

Ning Buliu woke up.

He first opened his eyes with difficulty, and looked at the young man beside him.He tentatively wanted to make a move, but found that he couldn't do anything, so he stopped pushing.

"Ok?"

Qi Mo was a little surprised, glanced at him, and laughed: "He's still alive."

"..."

Ning Bu moved his lips, uttered a meaningless syllable, and was unable to speak anymore.

"You are seriously injured." Qi Mo spoke again, he tore a leg off the bird, tore it apart one by one, stuffed it into Ning Buliu's mouth, and stuffed it all the way to his throat, forcing him to Swallow it.

This behavior can't be called kind, but it can't be called bad either.Ning Buliu only felt complicated in his heart.

How can this person do this?

How could he do this.

It's almost like... never caring about him.

Thinking of this, Ning Buliu felt a soreness approaching his eyes, and closed his eyes quickly, not daring to continue looking.

Qi Mo just thought that he didn't want to see him, he was still smiling, and the look in his eyes didn't change a bit.

When Ning Buliu woke up, Qi Mo couldn't drag him away like before.

After all, you are walking in front, and there is someone behind you staring at you all the time, this feeling is by no means pleasant.

Qi Mo made him something that looked like a stretcher.

He put Ning Buliu on the stretcher and continued to drag him forward.

Don't look at towns, mountains and villages, just look at places that are not contaminated by half-popularity.

Another few months passed.

Snow fell again.

It has been more than half a year since the time when the encirclement and suppression of the demon monk was "obtained".