The Scumbag Project [Quick Transmigration]

Although the bull is huge, its speed is extremely fast, and the two hard and sharp horns on the top of its head rushed towards him in a blink of an eye.

Ling Qi frowned slightly, her usually careless peach blossom eyes were full of coldness.

His hand holding the sword was slightly clenched, the sword was filled with cold air, and the spiritual energy was continuously input.

At this time, we can only face the difficulties.

Ling Qi slashed straight at the bared cow's head, the power of the holy beast should not be underestimated.

The hard horn meets the sharp sword, and the two are in a stalemate with each other.

Ling Qi was stunned and took two steps back, and managed to stabilize his figure. Although he was close to the Nascent Soul, he was still one step away from the Nascent Soul.

This one step away put Ling Qi at a disadvantage when facing the bull.

Strong attack is not enough, only outsmart.

Ling Qi thought for a while before making up her mind.

He turned over and jumped behind the bull, and ran in one direction.

At this moment, the bared cow, which suddenly lost its target, took a few breaths, its eyes were full of fierce light, it turned its body, and ran towards Ling Qi again.

Lin Xiangnian, who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, was stunned for a moment when he saw Ling Qi's movements.

He didn't expect that Ling Qi would have the guts to go directly to meet it, after all, it was a holy beast.

Then he thought of Ling Qi's cold eyes just now, and his eyes darkened.

His expression was a bit gloomy, if Ling Qi was buried in the mouth of the bull, then...

Faintly, Lin Xiangnian seemed to have made up his mind.

He didn't know why he hated Ling Qi so much, but it was from the moment Ling Qi appeared, from the moment he took away his brother's sight.

From the moment Ling Qi looked at him with contempt, he was destined to hate Ling Qi, and even hoped that Ling Qi could disappear completely.

He stood up, raised his sword, and chased in the direction of Ling Qi and Bi Niu.

Ling Qi looked at the barking bull who was chasing after him, feeling a little helpless, it was obviously dependent on his rhythm.

A big tree appeared in the field of vision, about the thickness of three people surrounded by it.

Glancing at the two thick horns of the bull behind him, Ling Qi's heart skipped a beat.

He turned around and ran in the direction of the tree, his speed getting faster and faster, while the bull behind him was still hot on his heels.

Seeing that he was about to reach his destination, Ling Qi counted down in his heart.

Three, two, one, this is the time.

Ling Qi turned over and jumped.

But the cow was obviously not as flexible as Ling Qi, and he didn't stop his speed for a while, and ran straight towards the thick tree.

With a "touch", a pile of leaves fell down with a clatter, and the two horns of the bull were also embedded in the tree.

Ling Qi let out a sigh of relief, stood by the side, watching the bared cow clumsily trying to pull out its horns.

It's quite a look of excitement.

As a result, at this moment, a figure jumped out from the side, drew out the sword and stabbed at the back of the cow.

Seeing the situation, Ling Qi secretly thought something was wrong.

The corner of Lin Xiangnian's lips twitched towards Ling Qi with a malicious smile.

Depend on.

Ling Qi really didn't expect Lin Xiangnian to be so stupid, in order to get rid of him, he really did anything.

Sure enough, with this sword, the bull's eyes turned red instantly, and he pulled out the horn all at once.

With a flick of his body, Lin Xiangnian was thrown far away, and with two breaths, he rushed towards Ling Qi who was standing aside.

Lin Xiangnian fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, but his eyes were full of triumphant smiles.

Ling Qi was so angry in his heart, he never thought that this Lin Xiangnian would rather injure the enemy one thousand and self-injure eight hundred than let him go.

In the end Ling Qi could only raise his sword to meet him.

The bull that was stimulated by the smell of blood was stronger than before.

Ling Qi stabbed with a sword, but was scratched by the bull's horn on his leg.

"Hiss..." Ling Qi frowned.

There was a faint throbbing pain from the wound on his leg.

At this time, the barking cow didn't let Ling Qi go, and ran towards Ling Qi directly. Ling Qi managed to dodge, but there were a few more wounds on his body.

He hadn't been injured for a long time, a dark light flashed in Ling Qi's eyes, this feeling, tsk.

Ye Nanxun, who was outside the court at this time, was also a little worried about Ling Qi's situation.

At this time, a disciple rushed over, with a little anxiety on his face: "Young Sect Master, it's not good, the breath of a holy beast suddenly appeared in the forest, judging from the breath, it is an adult bull."

When Ye Nanxun heard it, the situation in the forest appeared in front of him while waving his hands, and he quickly found its location according to the breath of the cow.

He took a closer look and found that the person opposite Bi Niu was Ling Qi.

Seeing that Ling Qi's snow-white robe was stained with blood, Ye Nanxun's heart tightened instantly.

When the disciple who reported it came back to his senses, Ye Nanxun was no longer in sight.

Ling Qi over there was kneeling on the ground, propped up on the ground with one hand.

All of a sudden, he felt a sense of boiling coming from his blood vessels, and countless spiritual power poured into Ling Qi's body, filling his whole body for a while.

A dark blue flashed in Ling Qi's eyes.

He only felt a kind of power suddenly surged out of his body, which directly helped him break through the Nascent Soul.

Lin Xiangnian stared at Ling Qi dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that Ling Qi had made such a breakthrough. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ling Qi.

When Ling Qi, who had broken through the Nascent Soul, faced the bull in front of him, he felt much more relaxed.

With the last sword, Ling Qi directly pierced into the heart of the cow, extremely fast.

The bull fell to the ground in an instant.

Only Ling Qi's bloody sword was left, emitting a strange light under the sunlight.

The blood dripped down the edge of the sword, as if dripping on Lin Xiangnian's heart.

Ling Qi's eyes fell on Lin Xiangnian who was at the side, and he whispered softly: "It's your turn."

The casual smile on the corner of his lips made Lin Xiangnian feel chills.

He had no doubt that Ling Qi would kill him.

Ling Qi's icy sword touched his neck like this, and he froze in place, motionless, as if he had been frightened stupid.

Ling Qi looked at him and sneered: "Do you think I will kill you? Then you have a good idea. After all, I will never forget your great kindness to me. I have to pay it back bit by bit. .”

After the words fell, a burst of sword light flashed.

Lin Xiangnian only felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

Then I felt that the spiritual energy in my body was quickly dissipating.

Lin Xiangnian never thought that Ling Qi would cut off his spiritual veins directly, and he would be a useless person who could no longer cultivate.

His eyes were tearing apart, he rolled on the ground in pain, and finally passed out due to the severe pain.

At this moment, Ling Qi felt Ye Nanxun's breath from a distance.

Ling Qi hurriedly took two steps back, and fell beside the corpse of the bull.

His face quickly turned pale, as if he had lost too much blood.

Ling Qi also deliberately exposed her injured leg outside, in a conspicuous place, then closed her eyes, pretending to be unconscious.

This is what Ye Nanxun saw when he arrived.

Ling Qi had a pale face, the only color on her face was her bloody lips, her white robe was stained with blood and dust, and her black hair, which was always neat, was messily draped over her shoulders.

Ye Nanxun had never seen such a weak Ling Qi, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.

Ling Qi shouldn't be allowed to participate.

He hurried over, regardless of Ling Qi's dust, directly helped Ling Qi into his arms.

"Ling Qi, how are you?" Ye Nanxun's tone was trembling, for fear that something might happen to Ling Qi.

Fortunately, Ling Qi also knows how to measure, so he can't frighten his family, A Xun.

Ling Qi's eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes: "Ah Xun, you're here." Her voice was full of weakness, and she looked weak.

"I'm fine." Ling Qi raised her hand "effortlessly" to touch Ye Nanxun's cheek.

Seeing Ling Qi struggling, Ye Nanxun felt sore.

I thought in my heart that Ling Qi must have been seriously injured.

He quickly attached Ling Qi's hand with his own, and covered his face with his hand.

His eyes gradually filled with moisture.

Seeing this, Ling Qi felt bad.

He seemed to have overplayed it. Except for crying on the bed, the young man usually looked cool and cold, but now he was about to cry.

Ling Qi sat up straight at once, with a smile on her face: "Ah Xun, look, I'm really fine."

Ye Nanxun was taken aback by Ling Qi's actions.

Instantly understood, Ling Qi was just pretending, and his face quickly became a little ugly.

He really thought that Ling Qi was seriously injured just now, but Ling Qi actually lied to him.

Seeing Ye Nanxun's suddenly cold expression, Ling Qi knew that the young man must be angry.

Ling Qi quickly hugged Ye Nanxun, rubbing against his arms, trying to soften the young man's heart.

But this time it didn't seem to be very effective, Ye Nanxun still pushed Ling Qi away, and then stood up.

Ling Qi felt cold.

Then I thought of something again.

"Ah Xun, my leg hurts so much." Ling Qi hugged her leg and started screaming on the ground, looking at Ye Nanxun cautiously from time to time.

"What do you want to do again?"

"A Xun, I don't want to do anything." Ling Qi said pitifully.

Ye Nanxun was still afraid that Ling Qi might be hurt somewhere, so he finally looked down.

Noticing that Ling Qi's leg was bleeding, he quickly squatted down, tore a strip from his robe, and hugged Ling Qi's leg.

"This is the last time, don't lie to me next time."

Ling Qi looked at the young man's gentle, carefully bandaged appearance, and knew that his heart was softening.

Ling Qi took the young man with one hand, wrapped his arms around the young man's waist, put his chin on Ye Nanxun's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Ah Xun, you are so kind."

Ye Nanxun was taken aback for a moment, then pushed Ling Qi away pretending to be cold, and reprimanded softly: "Pay attention to your wounds, don't hug me casually."

But Ling Qi knew from the young man's reddish earlobes that the young man was not as calm and indifferent as he appeared on the surface.

There is a faint sweet smell in the air.

Ye Nanxun suddenly frowned, leaned closer to Ling Qi's neck, and sniffed lightly.

Then he asked with some doubts: "Why do you have the smell of soul vanilla on your body?"

"Soul vanilla? What is it?" Ling Qi asked a little puzzled.

Seeing Ling Qi's apparent ignorance, Ye Nanxun explained: "It's a grass that attracts spirit beasts."

Ling Qi suddenly realized.

No wonder the barking cow chased after him, it turned out to be the reason for this thing.

Ling Qi stretched out her finger and pointed there, raised her chin slightly as a gesture, spread her hands and said, "He should have put it on me."

Looking along Ling Qi's hand, at this moment, Ye Nanxun found Lin Xiangnian who had passed out not far away, his body was covered with blood.

The author has something to say: Ah Xun, who only cares about her husband, treats everyone else as air.