The hero always has ideas for me [Quick Transmigration]

"Good boy, I knew you could do it." Lin Xu's voice was full of vicissitudes and old age, and his expression was strangely excited.

"You will be the only one left soon, no, I will be the only one left soon! We are almost successful!"

"Hahahaha jie jie jie—"

Unable to restrain the ecstatic laughter, the laughter was gloomy and piercing, "I will return to the upper realm! Bring the Juyi clan together, hahaha jie jie jie——"

The handsome, noble and elegant man, who was colder than the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, suddenly laughed exaggeratedly, with a strong sense of disobedience, like a mentally retarded man.

It's a pity that neither of the two people at the scene felt this way. One thought he had won the house and was so excited that he couldn't help himself, while the other was so sad that he seemed to be betrayed by the whole world.

"You are not him."

Lie Tian's eyes sharpened, "Who are you? Bring him back!"

Ruohai's deep eyes hide deep panic, and at the same time, he breaks free from the sword.

What pierced his chest was Ju Yipu's natal weapon, a sword whose shape shrank to the length of a dagger. After it was separated from his body, the blood-stained sword became a normal size.

"Lin Xu" was amazed at his ruthlessness, and he was so ruthless to himself, "Of course I am him." Two voices came from his mouth, one was as clear as a spring, and the other was vicissitudes.

A hole was stabbed in the heart, Lie Tian was very tenacious and survived, on the contrary, he stood still and calmly fed himself a few pills.

It's not life-saving, but simply repairing the wound.

One of the exercises he practiced, even without a heart, he can still live. As long as he can practice and practice to the highest level, even if there is only a drop of blood left in his body, he can be resurrected with full blood.

"That kid, obviously born and bred at home, but he is always on guard against home." He uses the body of Ju's family, but he doesn't want to give anything.

When "Lin Xu" spoke for the first time, only the vicissitudes of life remained in his voice.

"Unfortunately, the boy is a boy. He would never think of the natal weapon that I nourish day and night. It contains mystery. Through it, I can directly land on his body."

He waved his sword lightly, and the frightening sword energy swept towards Lie Tian: "Now, this body is mine!"

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie...uh."

Laughing up to the sky, the tone suddenly changed, and a phantom with a purple dragon head the size of a python pierced through his chest, causing the sword energy to change direction and narrowly brushed against Lie Tian's shoulder.

Although caught off guard, Zilong's attack didn't even move "Lin Xu" an inch.

"Young man, your heart is too soft." Another soul said in such a good voice, it was no longer pleasant and harsh.

"No." Lie Tian shook his head: "It's not attacking him, it's killing you."

He smiled slightly, actually a little like Lin Xu's calm and indifferent: "The golden dragon hurts the body, and the purple dragon hunts the soul."

After the words fell, Zilong's body pierced out, with a transparent figure curled around the tip of his tail, with a childlike face and white hair, he was the third generation ancestor of the family, the oldest one.

The ancestor in Yuanshen state was swallowed by Zilong before he could make a sound of panic.

At the same time, in a certain place at home, surrounded by the center, an old man with a childlike face and white hair suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground lifeless.

The few ancestors guarding the surroundings were shocked, and the patriarch was also there, saying in unison: "Ancestor! What's wrong with you, Ancestor!!"

The ancestor of the seventh generation put his finger under the nose of the ancestor of the third generation. After a while, his expression was horrifying, and the surrounding air deformed.

Several people looked at each other, "Who is it! How dare you kill the ancestor."

The seventh-generation patriarch closed his eyes, and opened them soon after, "It's Lie Tian, ​​that kid who keeps getting into trouble and getting all the limelight."

Although the head of the Ju family is the head of the family, among the few people, he has the least right to speak. He opened his mouth, "Then my son..."

"What are you, he is not a descendant of our family, but a despicable and shameless taker."

"Even if he is still Ju Yipu." The ancestor of the seventh generation narrowed his eyes, showing his majesty, "It is his honor to sacrifice his body for the sake of staying at home, and let the ancestor lead us back to the upper realm."

The patriarch lost his energy all of a sudden, yes, it doesn't matter whether he is still his son or not.

"As long as Ju Juyi's natal weapon is still connected with his blood, then we still have a chance." The ancestor of the seventh generation said, "Form an formation and help me go!"

But here, Lin Xu paused and stood firm before Lie Tian helped him, and he regained control of his body.

The patriarch at home actually had the idea that iron is not steel, he is too weak, he was killed by Lie Tian in one fell swoop, and he still has the face to call him patriarch.

"Are you okay." Seeing his eyes, Lie Tian knew that this was Ju Yipu, and someone he knew quickly helped him.

Although he seemed to be in good condition and didn't need support, Lie Tian couldn't help but feel the panic and fear of regaining it after losing it, and his expression and movements were so gentle that he couldn't believe it.

Lin Xu: ...

Lie Tian seemed to have forgotten that he had stabbed him in the chest. Lin Xu was going to stab Lie Tian in the abdomen, so that Lie Tian would not be in danger of dying, but the patriarch of the family controlled him and stabbed him in the heart.

The heart was pierced, but Lie Tian was fine. Although the ending was happy, Lin Xu always felt tired.

Probably, it's because the plot is not exciting enough, to teach the protagonist not to easily believe in other people's betrayal drama, because the ancestor of the family appeared, and he was always interpreted like this.

Lin Xu: ...

He didn't know why he was so kind at the beginning, but he actually set a goal of not letting his family be exterminated, it seemed that he was too idle.

Lin Xu looked at Lietian's heart, the blood dyed the cloth into a bloody circle, Lietian didn't know what pill he had taken, and the wound on his chest had healed.

A little purple dragon wrapped around his wrist, its mouth moved as if eating something, and when it saw him, it even winked at him, very agile.

Cannibalism or something, cruel, the soul is a soul in another sense, and his own existence is also the soul.

Lin Xu looked at the purple dragon again, and really wanted to cook it, but it was a pity that it had no actual shape.

In an instant, many thoughts flashed through Lin Xu's mind.

Now the top priority is the natal weapon.

Lin Xu looked at the sword in his hand. This sword is not only in this form, but can also be transformed into a knife. Although there is not much difference between a knife and a sword in his case, it can also be transformed into other shapes.

Giving him the qualification to go to the Upper Realm for such a cheap price always feels uncomfortable, and he wants to go and see it too.

[Host, you are quite crazy. Isn’t your ultimate mission here is to let Lietian successfully go to the next territory? Not long ago, you were in harmony with others. Now you are not happy to let others take advantage of you. Hurry up and die, let’s go down A world. 】123 grumpy said, woo woo, I'm so reluctant to talk about it.

[Okay, wait for me to come back to clean you up. 】Lin Xu sneered at it, successfully evoking 123's bad memories, his arrogance turned off, and he took a breath, and with a "hiss", he suddenly stopped talking in despair.

Although he had only been in harmony with others not long ago, Lin Xu's upper body and lower body were quite distinct, and he could sacrifice the lower body for the upper body at any time, and the lower body was just for fun.

It seems a bit strange to describe it like this. These thoughts ran away after a few seconds in Lin Xu's mind.

"Quickly cut off the connection with the natal magic weapon." After supporting him, Lie Tian said anxiously, losing the natal weapon suddenly may be severely injured, but it is much better than being taken away at any time.

As for taking the opportunity to kill him, Lie Tian didn't intend to do that, just thinking about it, his heart throbbed, he never knew that he was so hypocritical.

It wasn't long before Lin Xu regained control of his body.

Unfortunately, after he finished speaking, Lin Xu left this body directly, returned to the system space, and let Jujia Patriarch fight Lie Tian.

The purple dragon in Lie Tian's hands can easily destroy them, and the scene of falling in love and killing each other, let the ancestor of the family finish it for him.

It couldn't be more perfect, he has confidence in Lie Tian.

As for the survival of the family, it's none of his business, what is the cause and effect of the original owner, and he is not the original owner. After walking through the fantasy world, Lin Xu's mind became more free.

"Okay, I'll disconnect right away." Hearing him say, Lie Tian instinctively felt something was wrong.

"You are not him!"

Lie Tian's expression suddenly became terrifying, and the purple dragon in his hand rushed towards the handsome man at a speed invisible to the naked eye, so fast that he could hear the sound of the air breaking.

"Heh, it's this again..." Zhao, before he finished speaking, he fell to the ground in vain.

Somewhere in the house, the Yuanshen of the seventh-generation ancestor was suddenly pulled back, and with a "poof", he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the shattering scream echoed in his mind, and his ears were temporarily deaf.

Heh, it turned out that he fell in love with the skin of his descendants, no wonder.

"What's going on! How could the formation go wrong at a critical moment." His majestic voice was obviously not loud, but it made several people on the scene tremble.

They bowed their heads deeply and did not answer. They clearly wanted to raise their heads and speak, but they were powerless.

"You——" Seeing this, the seventh-generation patriarch pointed at the hands of several people and shook his hands, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"I told them to stop." He Xi's male voice sounded, and a handsome young man stepped out. He was half like a spirit. Under the extraordinary aura, even though the veins of resistance bulged, he had no choice but to lower his noble head.

"The time is up, the branch of the home, delusional to overthrow the main branch, failed to return to the upper realm within the stipulated time, and was exiled from the bottom side. I am here to see you off."

"The time has not come yet, there are still two days." The seventh-generation patriarch said, short of breath, "You can't break the contract!"

Then, with his teeth gritted, he saw the young man, crushing the object in his hand, which could determine the life and death of this family bloodline.

"I said it's time, and it's time."

Overnight, Jujia was exterminated, the mainland shook, and many forces fell into panic. The powerful Jujia, one of the best super families in the Wuwu Continent, was wiped out overnight without a sound.

What a terrifying person, or force, to do it.

Of course, there are also those who gloat, and there are also those who watch the excitement.

At this time, the sky suddenly changed, and the lightning appeared, and it shuttled through the pure white clouds, but the thunder did not fall.

It was the Thunder Tribulation in Tongtian Dao, because it was too powerful, it penetrated the space and reached the Xingwu Continent.

It wasn't until nine days later that the lightning in the clouds disappeared, and the sky was full of rays of light, and the whole continent seemed to be covered with a layer of gorgeous colored veil, like a dream.

With such a scene, coupled with the feeling of being in the dark, everyone knows that the last person in Tongtian Dao has successfully survived the thunder disaster and will soon be able to go to a higher world.

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