The Scumbag Project [Quick Transmigration]

"Why is he here?" Ye Nanxun asked with some doubts, frowning slightly.

His eyes fell on Lin Xiangnian's blood-stained body, and there was only a slight flash of surprise in his eyes.

He stood up, walked to the place where Lin Xiangnian was unconscious, squatted down, checked his breath, and found that Lin Xiangnian was still alive.

After all, Lin Xiangnian can be regarded as Ye Nanxun's younger brother. If Lin Xiangnian died here, Ye Nanxun would not be able to explain it.

Ling Qi's gaze was firmly glued to Ye Nanxun's body.

"Oh, it's not because my A-Xun is so charming that someone wants to get rid of me and replace me." Ling Qi said slowly, but her tone was sour.

Hearing this, Ye Nanxun paused, a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes, but he immediately withdrew his hand.

After that, a sweet and greasy smell came from Lin Xiangnian's body.

It was the smell of soul vanilla, and as Ling Qi said, it was Lin Xiangnian who wanted to kill him.

Ye Nanxun didn't expect that Lin Xiangnian would hate Ling Qi to such an extent that he would even hurt someone's life.

This is definitely not the behavior of Liuyunzong disciples. If the master knows, it will definitely hurt the spirit.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault that caused you to be injured."

Ling Qi was jealous there, and suddenly heard Ye Nanxun's apology, and the jealousy disappeared in an instant.

His eyes flashed, he raised his face, and took the opportunity to push forward and said: "If A Xun kisses me, I will forgive you."

Hearing Ling Qi's words, Ye Nanxun hesitated for a moment. Usually Ling Qi took the initiative, but this time it was him, which felt a little strange.

But Ye Nanxun still walked up to Ling Qi's side, and with Ling Qi's expectant eyes, he planted a light kiss on his cheek.

After the kiss, Ye Nanxun said directly: "Let's go back." He intended to use a flat tone to cover up his uneasiness.

"En, en." Ling Qi nodded contentedly.

Ye Nanxun helped Ling Qi stand up.

Ling Qi took advantage of his leg injury to put his whole body on the young man's body.

Just as he was about to leave, Ling Qi suddenly said, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Ye Nanxun asked.

Ling Qi pointed to the direction where the cow fell to the ground, and said, "It's hard to hit a big one, and I haven't recorded this point in the jade card yet."

Ye Nanxun didn't expect that Ling Qi would still be thinking about the game at this moment.

Seeing Ye Nanxun's surprised expression, Ling Qi explained with a serious face: "After all, I got it from bleeding, so I can't let it go." The main reason is that he is very interested in this Lingxiu Pavilion.

Ye Nanxun nodded to show that he understood, took Ling Qi's jade card, and recorded the score for him.

"Let's go."

"Yeah." Ling Qi nodded.

Ye Nanxun supported Ling Qi and walked towards the outside of the forest.

Possibly, seems to have overlooked something?

Lin Xiangnian lay alone on the ground, unconscious.

Fortunately, after Ling Qi and the others left, not long after, two disciples in blue clothes appeared. Those two lifted Lin Xiangnian's body and walked towards the outside of the forest.

Outside the forest, one after another, the disciples all walked out, more or less painted on their bodies, so embarrassed.

At this time, it is the final link. When the scores are counted, it will be announced that the person with the highest score will have the opportunity to enter Lin Xiu Pavilion.

"Do you want to go to rest first?" Ye Nanxun looked at Ling Qi's wound and suggested.

Ling Qi shook her head, not caring about the appearance of her wound at all, and said to Ye Nanxun, "It's okay, it won't be too late for me to go back after you announce the result."

Seeing Ling Qi's insistence, Ye Nanxun didn't say anything, and walked onto the stage.

He used his aura, and rows of names and the points they had obtained faintly appeared in the air.

Ling Qi's name was impressively first.

Ye Nanxun looked at the audience and said, "I announce that the person who got the chance to enter the Lingxiu Pavilion this time is Ling Qi."

When everyone saw Ling Qi's score, their eyes widened in shock.

For many years, this score has rarely exceeded [-], because only people below the Nascent Soul can participate in the Soul Hunting Conference, and there is a time limit.

People who can get so many points within two hours must have encountered high-level spirit beasts, and those who can subdue high-level spirit beasts must have extraordinary abilities.

"Who is this Ling Qi, so powerful, why have I never heard of it?" A person asked to the people around him.

The other party looked like you didn't know, "Ling Qi, the person brought back by the young suzerain is said to be his Taoist companion, you don't even know that."

"What!!!" The other party was shocked, obviously unable to believe that their always cold-hearted young suzerain actually had such a thing as a Taoist companion.

Yun Miao Peak.

Ling Qi looked at Ye Nanxun's serious expression when he applied the medicine to herself, and felt a little anxious in his heart.

The youth's pink lips were tightly pursed, his amber eyes were fixed on the wound on his leg, and the movements of his hands were very gentle.

The young man's fair and slender fingers were stained with white ointment, and he applied it to Ling Qi's legs bit by bit.

Seeing the long wound on Ling Qi's leg, he frowned slightly, feeling a little distressed.

Ling Qi didn't feel much pain, after all, the system had shielded him from the pain, and all his attention was on the young man's lips.

"A Xun." Ling Qi called softly.

"Huh?" Ye Nanxun raised his head subconsciously, thinking that Ling Qi had wounds elsewhere.

Taking advantage of the young man's head up, Ling Qi bent down and kissed the young man's lips. The movement was fluent, not like a wounded person at all.

He wanted to push Ling Qi away, but considering his wounds, Ye Nanxun just followed him in the end.

Ling Qi narrowed her eyes slightly, and a smile flashed across her eyes.

Take advantage of this opportunity to make progress and attack cities and land.

Unceremoniously, it penetrated into the young man's lips, wrapped around the young man's soft tongue, and plundered the breath that only belonged to the young man.

After a while, Ling Qi was finally satisfied and let go of the young man, but when he left, he still did not forget to lick the young man's red lips.

Only a "boo" was heard.

Ye Nanxun's face was slightly reddened by Ling Qi's last blow. He stood up and said in a stuttering voice, "I...I still have some things to do. You can recuperate here."

He turned around and left without looking back.

Ling Qi looked at the back of the young man leaving in a hurry, his brows raised slightly, and he let out a chuckle.

When Lin Xiangnian woke up, he felt no strength in his body and a sharp pain in his wrist.

Only then did he recall what had happened in the forest before.

"Do you know that Lin Xiangnian's spiritual vein is broken." There was a chattering sound outside the door, and the voice of the person who spoke was clearly gloating.

"Hush, keep your voice down." Another person said in a low voice, "What if the one inside wakes up and hears it?"

The man didn't care about it: "It's okay, he's already like this, and he can only be a waste in the future. Thinking about his arrogant appearance before, it's really relieved now."

Lin Xiangnian finally struggled to sit up, got out of bed, and walked slowly to the door, only to hear these words.

His face suddenly turned aside, his eyes were full of hatred, his fists were clenched tightly, and there were faint blood stains oozing from the wrapped package.

It's all Ling Qi, if it weren't for him, how could he become a waste, and make the handyman outside the door laugh at him.

At this time, there was a movement outside the door.

"Why is the young master here?"

"I must have come to see Lin Xiangnian, after all, he is also a junior, tsk tsk."

When Lin Xiangnian heard that it was Ye Nanxun who came, a look of joy flashed across his eyes, thinking that Ye Nanxun was here to care about him, he immediately suppressed the sinister expression on his face, and lay down on the bed again.

Waiting for Ye Nanxun's arrival.

Ye Nanxun pushed open the door, and looked at Lin Xiangnian on the bed with an indifferent expression.

Looking at Ye Nanxun's expression, Lin Xiangnian was not worried at all, but rather indifferent. He had a bad premonition in his heart.

But he still looked at Ye Nanxun hopefully, sat up, with a weak smile on his lips: "Brother, you are here." His voice was full of weakness.

Coupled with the faint blood oozing from the bandaged wound, it is completely pitiful.

It's a pity that Ye Nanxun just glanced at him without emotion, and asked directly: "You sprinkled soul herbs on Ling Qi, so that it attracted the holy beast?"

It was Ling Qi again.

The smile on Lin Xiangnian's face froze, his eyes sank slightly, and the expression on his face gradually became cold, "Yes, so what, Ling Qi also cut off my spiritual vein, so what about that."

His tone was full of gloom, and he said through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with hatred.

Ye Nanxun didn't notice that Ling Qi had cut off Lin Xiangnian's spiritual vein directly, surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he figured it out, it was normal for Ling Qi to do so.

After all, Ling Qi has always reported revenge on the spot, and he instantly thought of the time when he met Ling Qi, and Ling Qi was like this at that time.

Thinking of Ling Qi, Ye Nanxun's slightly cold expression became warmer.

He looked at Lin Xiangnian, and said lightly: "Since Ling Qi cut off your spiritual veins, the relationship between you can be regarded as clear, you... just take care of yourself."

After saying that, Ye Nanxun didn't give Lin Xiangnian another look, turned around and walked out of the room.

Lin Xiangnian stared at Ye Nanxun's back, and all the previous admiration was transformed into naked hatred at this moment.

His hands were tightly clutching the quilt, the veins on his hands were bulging, and his face was full of ferocious expressions.

It's not going to end like this.

Time flew by quickly, and seven days passed away in a blink of an eye.

Ling Qi's injury is almost healed, and after going through this incident, Ling Qi can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, breaking through the Nascent Soul in one fell swoop.

And tomorrow Ling Qi will enter the Lingxiu Pavilion.

so...

Ye Nanxun looked down at Ling Qi helplessly.

Ling Qi hugged Ye Nanxun's waist without letting go, and rubbed her head there, humming non-stop. "Ah Xun, I'm leaving soon, and you didn't say anything?"

Walk?express?

Ye Nanxun was quite ashamed, he was only going to the Lingxiu Pavilion to practice, why did Ling Qi say that he seemed to be going to a far away place.

But he still asked patiently, "What do you want to express?"

When Ling Qi heard it, she knew there was something going on, raised her head, and looked at Ye Nanxun with sparkling eyes: "Ah Xun, let's 'practice' tonight!"

Ling Qi deliberately emphasized the word "cultivation", raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a look of anticipation in her eyes.

After all, during the time he was injured, his wife used his wound as an excuse to keep him from moving too much, so he had been in bed for several days.

In addition, I will enter the Lingxiu Pavilion tomorrow, and I don't know how many days I will stay there, so I must eat young people today.

Ye Nanxun instantly understood what Ling Qi was talking about about cultivation.

His face blushed faintly, but finally he nodded under Ling Qi's expectant eyes.

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