Rescue the Paranoid Villain boss[Quick Transmigration]

On her birthday, the master invited her to eat a bowl of wontons. After eating, he patted her on the shoulder and said, "Go."

Shi Qi nodded, raised his sword and went down the mountain.

Xiao Ziyu just went down the mountain from the farewell of his brothers and sisters. He held up an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly through the hazy mist in the mountains.

Shi Qi silently followed behind her, sighing.

It has been five years since she met Xiao Ziyu for the first time at the age of 12. She has never even touched a corner of Xiao Ziyu's robes. She vaguely sees the shadow of Master on her body, with four characters written in capitals - far away.

04

Xiao Ziyu of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect went back to the mountain to practice.

About half of the rivers and lakes erupted because of this news, and the heroines of Weixu family rejoiced and wanted to see the demeanor of a young genius, and the young heroes who fantasized about becoming famous called their friends and companions to block the way. The enemies even sharpened their knives and threatened her to walk down the mountain and go up the mountain sideways.

The declaration of lofty sentiments spread wildly in the Jianghu for a while, and finally disappeared without a trace, because no one in the vast Jianghu could find Xiao Ziyu.

That young hero who is famous all over the world seems to have disappeared overnight, and there is no trace of it.

—except Seventeen.

Shi Qi looked up at the sunset with his sword in his hand, feeling very bored.

The ancient path of decaying grass, the long pavilion sinking at the end of the setting sun, the young man in white, galloping his horse and singing, this should have been a very beautiful scene, but seeing this scene in front of him, Shi Qi felt speechless.

The person in front rode a skinny horse with two jugs of the cheapest wine hanging by his side, as if he was lying on the back of a cow drunk, drowsy.

What's even more exasperating is that she was wearing a ragged coir raincoat, and the snow-like long gown was covered with mud spots. If it wasn't for the half of the sword tassel protruding from her waist, Shi Qi might not be able to recognize Wan Wan. An eye-catching young man in white.

Originally, she was expected to be successful in the arena, but she turned out to be so decadent. Really, it's so exasperating!

Shi Qi thought angrily, even if you don't think about making progress, I don't blame me for it. Although I really want to win you openly, but the master also said that a killer pays attention to the result rather than the process.

She pulled the sword out of her bosom, without hesitation, lightly crushed two dead grasses with her toes, and stabbed in a tricky arc.

This move of hers was extremely fast, and the sword light suddenly emerged from the darkness like a silver snake. It was the most suitable move for a sneak attack among the sword moves taught by her master.

A killer must look like a killer, and being shameless is also a kind of practice.

She originally had a good background in lightness kung fu, and her moves were as fast as lightning. She thought that Xiao Ziyu would never be able to dodge, but she just dodged, and the thick coir raincoat made a piercing sound, and Xiao Ziyu fell to the ground together with his clothes. .

It was a real fall, the thin horse was startled by Jian Guang and kicked off its front hooves, so the man fell off the horse's back.

The man who fell off the horse let out a muffled grunt. He was half sober, and touched the scabbard reflexively with a backhand, but his eyes were still innocently dazed.

—I don’t know what happened at all.

Shi Qi felt blood welling up in his heart.

What kind of luck is this? ?

Xiao Ziyu stood up holding his sword, his expression still blank: "What's the matter, brother?"

Before the Seventeenth sword move was received, You Long swung his tail and attacked with a backhand move: "Competition!"

If the sneak attack is not successful, it is also possible to compete in a dignified manner.

Xiao Ziyu had a look of sudden understanding on his face, he raised his hand and lifted his coir raincoat, and the long sword came out of its sheath with a clang, but he replied solemnly: "Brother, be careful."

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword are fierce.

Seventeen ended up losing to Xiao Ziyu by one move.

Xiao Ziyu picked up the coir raincoat and put it on again, patted the ashes on the sleeves, and looked back seventeen times before riding the lean cow, looking very good-natured.

"Brother, you don't need to wear a mask in the next competition. After all, I never hold grudges."

Shi Qi touched his face and touched the mud on the face towel, and his complexion turned black immediately.

Do you hold a grudge?It's good that I don't hold grudges!

Shi Qi lay in the grass and watched Xiao Ziyu slowly disappear at the end of the ancient road on a thin horse, and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy in his heart.

He sneaked up on her before him, and wore a black mask to cover his face. Why do you think this person is so stupid?

I want her life, and it has nothing to do with any open and aboveboard martial arts competition. The master said that you should be cruel to those who want to kill you, and keeping your hands is cruel to yourself.

So why did Xiao Ziyu spare his life again and again?Shi Qi thought of Xiao Ziyu's blank eyes again, and couldn't help thinking that it was probably because of his stupidity.

Xiao Ziyu's move to injure Shiqi was not that serious, but Shiqi took half a month to find Xiao Ziyu's trace again.

It was a small remote village, far away from the town, and had just encountered a landslide, because it was so remote that even the government had no time to take care of it.

Seventeen was also shocked when he touched the roof and entered the village. It was a real desolation, the houses collapsed, the fertile fields were damaged, the half-grown crops were washed away, and the old man with gray hair was crying. Kneeling in the ruins and weeping bitterly.

To say it is a tragedy in the world is probably nothing more than that.

Shi Qi felt uncomfortable, but was more concerned about another issue.

Is Xiao Ziyu gone?Could she be buried here?

Shi Qi's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't care about anything else, he raised the lightness kung fu and quickly darted across the ruins.

In fact, if Xiao Ziyu was really buried here, Shi Qi should be the most happy, taking her life effortlessly, should be overjoyed, but at this moment Shi Qi felt more flustered.

She couldn't tell, it was more like a loss.

She has been chasing and killing Xiao Ziyu for six years, and she hasn't hurt a single corner of his clothes so far. If Xiao Ziyu is dead now, who will she seek to avenge the bag full of revenge in her heart?

When I was 12 years old, I got revenge with a kick, when I was 15 years old, I got revenge with a sword, and when I was [-] years old, I got revenge with that move a month ago.

If Xiao Ziyu died, what should she do?The world is vast and she doesn't know where to go.

——This is not a kind of sadness.

She wants to defeat Xiao Ziyu, she wants to kill Xiao Ziyu, this is a deep-seated obsession.

- It's hard to let go.

Shi Qi hurriedly circled the village, and finally found Xiao Ziyu in a mess beside a mountain stream.

The white clothes, which had always been spotless, were covered with dirt. If it wasn't for the people still moving, Shi Qi would probably think it was a statue.

What made the corners of Shiqi's mouth twitch the most was not her image of being in a mess, but what she was doing. She was digging the soil with her world-renowned sword.

A swordsman's sword is used to fight the enemy and enjoy the rivers and lakes. The sword is another life of a swordsman. From life to death, a swordsman is accompanied by the sword in her hand.

The sword is with the people, and the sword is dead and the people are dead.

Seventeen held her own sword and almost died of anger. It was because she used a sword herself that she couldn't bear it. Now she really wanted to rush over and punch Xiao Ziyu to save the innocent famous sword.

In the quiet night, Shi Qi cautiously touched a certain distance forward, revealing the tip of a sword in his hand, the light and shadow were harsh, and the murderous intent was covered by the sound of the wind.

She is still desperate.

She was already very close, and vaguely seemed to hear a sound, weak like a faint evening wind in the mountains intermittently, as if it would disappear completely in the next moment.

"Big, Big Sister," the voice paused for a moment, with a hint of crying, "Will I die?"

Shi Qi pushed the long sword that was about to be shaken away into the sheath again, and looked around intently.

"No," Xiao Ziyu said softly, with a rare gentleness, "I will rescue you."

Shiqi finally saw the situation clearly. The ruins where Xiao Ziyu was located turned out to be a house built by the stream. When the rocks rolled down, they were the first to suffer, and only rubble and horizontal logs were left.

But it was probably a miracle that in the gap between the beams and the gravel, there was a child who escaped the natural disaster, was crushed under the sand and gravel, and still had a breath.

She finally understood why Xiao Ziyu dug the soil with his sword.

The child's voice was still intermittent, and he asked timidly: "Big sister, my father, mother and sister were washed away by the flash flood. Did you see them outside? Are they all right?"

Xiao Ziyu was startled and his lips moved, but he didn't seem to know what to say.

At the moment Xiao Ziyu hesitated, the sound of a wheel suddenly came from the west mountain wall.

Xiao Ziyu raised his head subconsciously and saw Shi Qi doing an ugly block, several rocks were blocked into the mountain stream, and there were two thuds and thuds, and the girl in black also took a few steps back.

"Thank you." The moment she saw that person, her eyes lit up.

Shi Qi wiped her face and wiped off the splashed stream water before turning around. This time she didn't cover her face, but she was a little embarrassed: "You're welcome."

She na na said.

It took a lot of courage, after all, the killer cannot be revealed in front of others.

After she finished speaking, she was stunned again. It was pitch black, and she couldn't see her face clearly even if she didn't wear a face scarf.

Seventeen was silent for a while before walking quickly to Xiao Ziyu's side: "This place has just experienced a natural disaster, and the ground is unstable. It's better to rescue people earlier. I'll help you dig together."

As she spoke, she drew her sword.

She is a swordsman, so naturally she loves the sword like her life, but sometimes the sword doesn't meet her life, after all, human life is greater than the sky.

Although the master said that he was stingy and stingy on weekdays, he did not treat her badly when it came to weapons.

Her sword was chosen by herself. It is different from the elegant and slender swords in ordinary people's hands. Her sword is thicker and thicker. Although it is not as good-looking as other people's dances on weekdays, it is very handy when used to dig soil.

The child couldn't hear the movement outside, but felt that he hadn't received a response for a long time, and his voice began to tremble: "Big sister, are you still there? My parents and sister..."

"I saw them outside the village. They are all very well and suffered minor injuries. Don't worry, talk less and save more strength." Seventeen used his sword to push aside the messy trees in front of him and comforted him in a low voice. .

Maybe it was really too scared, the child didn't hear the difference in the voice for a while, and just asked in a crying voice: "Really?"

Xiao Ziyu also continued to dig, his voice slowed down: "Really."

Seventeen tilted his head and glanced at Xiao Ziyu. They didn't know the child's parents and sisters at all, and they had never met the child. Naturally, it was impossible to know the life and death of her family members, but at this time, even if they knew it was a lie, they still had to say .

——Sometimes whether the breath can be held or not depends a little on this sentence.

Seventeen and Xiao Ziyu dug their heads for more than two hours, and finally dug out the child when the sky was twilight. It was a girl about ten years old, covered in blood and mud, with one arm hanging limply by her side, and two dyed hands. Bloody eyes filled with tears, dying.

Xiao Ziyu didn't care too much, picked up the child carefully, performed lightness kung fu, and rushed to the medical center in the village.

Shi Qi followed her closely, the distance between them was only an arm's length, and the tip of the sword could touch Xiao Ziyu's clothes two inches forward.

Shi Qi unconsciously stroked the scabbard.

At this time, it was the first division of day and night, when night and day were intertwined and the sky was in chaos. Shi Qi touched his sword hilt and rubbed the black iron scabbard until it became slightly hot.

Xiao Ziyu probably suffered some injuries from the previous mudslide, blood was faintly oozing from the place on his back where the rocks hit him, and he had worked hard to dig the ruins all night without even taking care of the wounds, so it seems that he is not stable with his light kung fu. .

This is the best time for her to do it.

The cold light from the sky dispels the last ray of darkness in the world, but even the cold and bright light cannot soothe people's longing.

Lifting the sword half an inch, the murderous intent flashed away.

The person beside him suddenly swayed and staggered. Something happened at the moment of performing lightness kung fu, and he was about to fall headfirst from the tree.

"Beware!"

Shi Qi reached out to help Xiao Ziyu in time: "Your leg is still injured, let me hug it."

Her voice was a little low, but she didn't hesitate the moment she reached out her hand.

She did come to kill Xiao Ziyu, but not in this way.

The sky was finally bright, and the red morning glow burst out from the sky. Xiao Ziyu seemed to want to turn around and say something, but his body was really stretched to the limit. Just after handing over the child, he couldn't hold it anymore, his body wobbled and crooked On the shoulders of Seventeen.

Shi Qi gritted his teeth, carried Xiao Ziyu on his back, hugged the child in his arms, and rushed to the medical clinic with difficulty.

Only at this time was there such a sliver of gratitude. It was still useful for Master to encourage her to practice lightness kung fu hard. After all, running fast can really save lives at critical times.

She ran for twenty miles on a mountain road before dragging the two wounded, one big and one young, into the hospital. Seven has gone.

"This young hero left just like that? Why didn't she wait for her friend to wake up and say something?" The old doctor muttered in a low voice while shaking the cattail leaf fan to cook the medicine, quite puzzled.

Shi Qi crouched in the shadow of the roof and touched the money bag, heaving a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have to pay for the medicine himself.

Xiao Ziyu woke up on the second night, and the first thing he said when he woke up was to ask where the person who rescued her was. The old doctor shook his head and said truthfully, "Leave early."

Xiao Ziyu was silent for a moment, then suddenly walked to the main street with his body supported.

The starlight in the long night is not as bright as the young hero at this moment. She has a sword hanging around her waist. Even though her white clothes are no longer as snowy, there is still a chivalrous look in her eyebrows and eyes.

She hugged her fists and saluted solemnly on the long street, and said in a clear and solemn voice, "Thank you."

Shi Qi hid in the apricot grove in front of the clothing store. Although she knew Xiao Ziyu couldn't see her, she still felt at a loss at this moment.

She thought that one day, she would solemnly accept this thank you, and, like a real hero, show the aura of helping her in the face of injustice, and reply to her with confidence.

"Why be polite."

Then, kill her.

The author has something to say: I am a silly dog ​​who suffers from entanglement and wrote three versions (﹏) I chose the current version for the smoothness of the plot, but I also like the other two versions, so I included the first version in Zuohua (The qaq that the little angel can choose to watch or not) is an if branch line orz

Xiao Ziyu has been in constant trouble since the first day he went down the mountain. At Shi Qiyi, he was quite gloating at the beginning, but soon found that it was not a good thing.

There were too many people looking for trouble, and Xiao Ziyu was good at lightness kung fu. If she didn't pay attention and stayed away, she would completely lose Xiao Ziyu's trace, but if she followed too closely, someone would come over to deal with her.

The yelling in the mouth is always: "Come here! There is a follower of Xiao Ziyu here."

Although it was true that she was following Xiao Ziyu, it was really...

And these words always have a kind of hatred transfer function, often half of the people will besieged her immediately as soon as the words are said.

She tried to explain in vain at first, but she was so red-eyed, the sword saw blood, who is in the mood to listen to her nonsense?

Half a month later, a group of hard-headed people came, and their brains were not very good. They even thought that Shi Qi was the guard specially sent by the head of Xiao Ziyu to Xiao Ziyu, and assigned more than half of them to deal with her.

That group of people had a really tough idea, and relied on the large number of people to besiege Shiqi.

Shi Qi struggled for an hour, and was finally slashed on the right arm holding the sword by someone. The moment the blood gushed out, she could hardly hold the sword in her hand. And down.

She really thought that she would fold here, so she didn't react when the white dress lay in front of her.

When someone caught her intact other hand and jumped up the treetop, she forgot to use lightness kung fu, and the floating white dress sank under the weight of the two of them, and the next moment Shi Qi heard the sword stabbing into the tree. The sound of flesh and blood.

There was a warmth flowing from the chest of the person behind her to Shiqi's back. She wanted to look back, but the head of the person behind her suddenly lowered, and a mouthful of blood just coughed on her side, and the head was almost on her shoulder. .

The voice was extremely low: "Get on the horse."

It was Xiao Ziyu's voice.

Although it had been expected, it was still shocking to confirm it. Fortunately, there were still soldiers chasing after him at this time, so Shi Qi didn't have the time to worry too much.

Tethered in the mountain is a bay red horse with excellent legs, Shi Qi is holding the rein, Xiao Ziyu's head is resting on her shoulder, her breath is ringing next to her ear, Shi Qi feels her heartbeat is following her. It seems like there is a moment.

She came to kill Xiao Ziyu, but not in this way.

The mountain wind blew past her face, and the strong smell of blood permeated her nose and mouth. For the first time, she didn't want Xiao Ziyu to die.

The horse galloped for a hundred miles and finally stopped in a forest. Seventeen carried Xiao Ziyu off the horse and put her on the ground, only then did she see her wound.

There are two in total, one is a penetrating wound, piercing through the entire chest from the back, and the other is a knife wound that cut a hideous gap in the back.

Fortunately, Xiao Ziyu had deep internal strength, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The process of the two wounded treating each other's wounds was tortuous and difficult. Shi Qi's arm was still injured, and his hands kept shaking when he applied medicine to Xiao Ziyu. The one who was willing to scream, just gritted his teeth and dripped down with cold sweat.

Shi Qi hesitated for a while and asked, "Why did you save me?"

Xiao Ziyu's face was pale and his voice was weak: "I've seen you."

Seventeen's face froze. That's right, she almost cut off one ear when she was 12 years old, and she knocked her over with a sword twice in half a year when she was 15 years old. She was so embarrassing that she even remembered herself.

"I saw you practiced swords in the back mountain."

Shi Qi choked for a while, she really thought too much, she thought she hid it well, it turned out to be a joke.

Wait, what did she just say?Seventeen suddenly raised his eyes, just in time to bump into Xiao Ziyu's calm eyes, the young man looked serious: "It is stipulated in the door that disciples are not allowed to enter or leave the back mountain at will."

So he regarded her as a disciple of Xiaoshan?Shi Qi was stunned for a moment, then put on an extremely sincere expression and moved forward: "I have admired Senior Brother Xiao for a long time!"

The sky was getting darker, and Shi Qi seemed to see the corners of Xiao Ziyu's mouth twitching slightly in the blur. She was wondering if she could deceive him, when she heard Xiao Ziyu's lower voice, which seemed to be gnashing her teeth a little bit.

After a long while, Xiao Ziyu spat out a word from between his teeth: "Hand—"

Only then did Shi Qi realize that she was too nervous just now and put her hand on Xiao Ziyu's wound, no wonder Xiao Ziyu's face was distorted like that.

"Sorry! Sorry! I'm sorry—"

The mountain wind was damp and cold, maybe he was injured. Shi Qi slept very restlessly that night. In the middle of the night, he was shivered by the cold wind, and his right hand subconsciously pressed the scabbard. This movement just touched the wound, and it hurt immediately. wake up.

There was a lone moon hanging in the sky, and the cold moonlight shone on Xiao Ziyu's thin side face, making her pale even more.

In order not to touch the wound on her back, she slept on her side. At this time, she was facing Shiqi with her back, and she looked defenseless with her sword lying beside her.

Shi Qi unconsciously stroked the scabbard.

This is the best time for her to do it.

The opportunity she hadn't waited for for two years at Xiaoshan came now. Xiao Ziyu was seriously injured away from Xiaoshan. There was really no better opportunity than this. She just raised her hand...

The scabbard was slightly hot from his caress, and the cold moonlight could not calm people's longing.

She is a killer, not a knight, she pays attention to the result rather than the process.

How long will she wait if she misses this opportunity?Master is a lesson from the past. Not everyone is willing to spend ten years for a goal, at least she is not.

She stood up and drew her sword—

—cut a small bundle of wood to make a fire.

The bright moon sprinkled thousands of miles of clear light, and her sigh was extremely long.

After all, she was injured to save herself. Although it was a misunderstanding, she really can't be so inferior to a beast. I will repay my kindness and revenge, and wait for the next time. Next time, don't blame her for her fast sword.

Swearing secretly in his heart, he silently moved the firewood to Xiao Ziyu's side in his hand, after all, it was really cold at night.

-

It is widely rumored in the world that Xiao Ziyu has taken in an ugly follower.

Seventeen said that she didn't want to admit a single word of the above statement, not a single one!

It was already the third day after the robbery and killing when the two wounded walked down the mountain with each other's support. Male's only breath was left, and the two seriously injured teenagers combined had only one breath left.

After walking through the desolate dense forest for three days, I was so excited when I finally saw the town of Shiqi, tears welled up in my eyes.

At the moment Shi Qi saw the town, he immediately chose to part ways with Xiao Ziyu, not to conspire with each other, not to mention that she was here to kill her.

The golden sore medicine that he carried with him has long been used up, and the wound that was simply bandaged has begun to ache again under the scorching sun. Although the injury is on the arm, it is not life-threatening, but if the injury worsens and the sword cannot be used, it will be very difficult for the swordsman. It is said that it is more terrible than death.

Shi Qi hurried to the hospital without any hesitation.

But she ignored a very important problem - she has no money.

When he was kicked out of the medical center, Shi Qi finally understood the importance of what Master said. It is shameful for a killer to have no money, because she may not have died of suicide, but died of poverty.

She is strong in martial arts, but her right arm is seriously injured, and this is a medicine workshop in the city. Robbing her is basically courting death, but her arm cannot be healed. Shi Qizheng was full of entanglement and helplessness, and a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "You?"

Shi Qi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Xiao Ziyu leading a horse.

Xiao Ziyu was more seriously injured than her, so it is understandable to lag behind her.

"Brother Xiao, you also came here to treat injuries and buy medicine?"

Shi Qi clutched his right arm, deeply feeling his brazenness.

Xiao Ziyu was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

Seventeen: "..."

"This pharmacy belongs to my family."

The twists and turns, the willows and the flowers are nothing more than that, but Shi Qi didn't think of thanking God, but was this a rich man?