The male protagonist I slag is reborn [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing Lin Konglu approaching step by step, Yan Qici couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

He raised his hand and pressed his chest, but there was no pain, and then he was sure that he was indeed awake, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lin Konglu had already walked to the bed at this time, scooped up a spoonful of decoction, and fed it to him.

Yan Qici lowered his head and drank it, and asked at the same time, "What medicine?"

Asking questions, but I already had a guess in my heart, he passed out for no reason, and the senior brother must have boiled the tranquilizing medicine.

Lin Konglu smiled when he heard the words, but said: "Of course it is a medicine for healing."

Yan Qici froze, and looked up at him with doubts in his eyes.

Lin Konglu didn't know it, took another spoonful of soup, handed it to his lips, and pretended to mention casually: "By the way, junior brother, can you show me your Dragon Soul Sword?"

"Before you said that the Dragon Soul Sword Yuan Xu gave was fake, so this one must be real?"

Yan Qici felt chills all over his body, and the person in front of him seemed to become a double image. The other party seemed to say something again, but he couldn't hear it clearly. It wasn't until "Lin Konglu" raised his palm and slapped him again that he shot at the same time reflexively .

"Linkonglu" disappeared in an instant, and the medicine bowl fell, but there was no sound, and there were no debris or soup on the ground.

It's fake and it's fake again.

Yan Qici supported his forehead, his body swayed slightly, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his mind was buzzing.

In the courtyard, Lin Konglu was stewing medicine on a low fire, discussing with the system by the way: "There is something wrong with the male lead, what he said to me before he passed out was a bit strange, and the blackening value has increased..."

"Ding, the blackening value is 5."

Lin Konglu: "..." Wake up?And the blackening value rises as soon as you wake up?

0687 hesitated and said: "Host, there is something I forgot to tell you, that is, when the hero drew the Dragon Soul Sword in the cave, there was a wisp of black air on the hilt of the sword, and you didn't seem to notice it at the time."

Lin Konglu was silent, and gritted his teeth after a while: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

0687: "At that time the cave was about to collapse, and after you got out, you fell into a coma very quickly. When you woke up just now, didn't I tell you right away that the hero met a unicorn and you fell off your horse..."

Lin Konglu was speechless, shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's take a look at the sword later."

After speaking, he turned off the fire, filled a bowl of medicine, and took it to the room.

In the room, Yan Qici had just recovered from his trance when he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

Then the door was pushed open, Lin Konglu was holding a bowl of decoction, smiled, walked towards him and said, "Junior brother, you are awake, get up and drink the medicine."

Yan Qici froze again, slowly raised his head, with vigilance hidden in his eyes.

Seeing that he remained calm, Lin Konglu just stared at himself, feeling a little hairy for no reason, thinking strangely: Is there something wrong with me?

But forget it, for some reason the younger brother is restless, it is better to drink some tranquilizing medicine.

Thinking of this, he continued to approach, sat down in front of the bed, scooped up a spoonful of decoction, blew it cool, and handed it to Yan Qici's lips.

Yan Qici didn't move, his dark eyes kept looking at him, unable to distinguish his emotions.

Lin Konglu felt weird, put down the spoon when he saw this, and asked: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Qici still did not speak.

Lin Konglu thought to himself, could it be related to the black air on the hilt of the sword?

He pondered for a while, then said hesitantly: "Junior Brother, your Dragon Soul Sword can..."

Yan Qici's eyes were clear, his expression suddenly turned cold, and he raised his palm to slap him.

Lin Konglu: "!" Damn it!

He hurriedly dodged sideways, and the medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, with a "bang", the soup splashed everywhere.He immediately widened his eyes and looked at Yan Qici in disbelief.

Yan Qici didn't seem to be able to believe it, he woke up suddenly, looked at his hands, then looked up at him, and after a while, he got out of bed suddenly and reached out to touch the decoction on the ground.

Warm?real?

He shrank his fingertips, then looked up at Lin Konglu who was still in a state of shock, his face suddenly turned pale: "Senior brother, I..."

Not knowing what to think, he suddenly turned around and walked away quickly.

Lin Konglu hurriedly shouted: "Wait—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Qici had disappeared.

He hurriedly chased him out, but Yan Qici was afraid of hurting him again like before, so after leaving the house, he found a hidden cave and practiced cross-legged exercises.

Yan Qici thought, there must be something wrong with him.

Even if those memories were of his and his senior brother's previous lives, he shouldn't have fantasies in front of his eyes after waking up, and he shouldn't even be able to distinguish between fantasy and reality, and even shoot at his senior brother.

This is not him, it must be a demon, or possessed by a demon.

If this problem is not resolved, he will not be able to see his brother again.

This time the senior brother avoided it in time, what if he can't tell the difference next time?Or the senior brother can't dodge...

Yan Qici didn't dare to think about that possibility, and tried his best to suppress it, but the more he suppressed it, the more illusions appeared. Even if he closed his eyes, he could still see Lin Konglu raising his palm and slapping him again.

There is also a voice in my ear that keeps repeating: Look, he is for the Dragon Soul Sword, he doesn't like you, it's just for the sword...

"Enough!" Yan Qici's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he suddenly raised his hand to beat his own head.

Because Yan Qici was well hidden, Lin Konglu searched for a long time but couldn't find it.

Lin Konglu didn't see each other until the afternoon of the day when the Demon Elimination Conference was over and all the monks gathered again.

After not seeing him for a long time, Yan Qici seemed to be haggard and pale.

Lin Konglu frowned deeply, walked to his side, and asked worriedly, "Junior Brother?"

Yan Qici seemed to be in a daze, until his hand was held and he felt the warmth, he was sure that the person in front of him was real.

Seeing him like this, Lin Konglu once again suspected that it was caused by the black air, and said in a voice transmission: "Junior Brother, when you pulled out the Dragon Soul Sword in the Youjie Cave, there was a wisp of black air on the hilt of the sword. There may be something wrong with the sword. Go back later, can you show me the sword?"

Yan Qici looked at him in a daze, and the voice in his ear kept repeating: Look, he only wants to lie to you about the Dragon Soul Sword, he doesn't like you, it's just for the sword, let's merge...

"Junior brother?" Seeing that his expression was not right, Lin Konglu asked again: "Do you trust me?"

Yan Qici looked at him deeply, and after a long time, said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

At this time, there was a burst of exclamation from the stage.

Lin Konglu and Yan Qici looked up at the same time, and saw that it was Yuan Xu who was bestowing the so-called Dragon Soul Sword to the monk who had achieved the No.1 result in the Demon Elimination Conference.

And that monk, Lin Konglu also looked familiar, was actually Yan Zefang who had been turned into a toad by him.

Yan Zefang didn't know that the danger was approaching, he was overjoyed, and his father, Elder Yan, laughed so hard that his teeth couldn't see.

The head of the sect, Yu Hengzi, couldn't help sighing, and looked at Yan Qici resentfully, thinking that he had placed high hopes on Yan Qici, but he didn't expect that this kid didn't even get a decent ranking.

Lin Konglu did remember that the person who stood on the stage and led the sword in his previous life was actually Yan Qici. At the moment when he took the sword, the dragon breath on the sword body attracted Yan Qici's dragon energy, causing him to show his flaws and was discovered by Yuan Xu identity.

In this life, Yan Qici "accidentally" fell into the Nether Realm, did not get a ranking, and did not reveal his identity. Instead, he could turn light into darkness and deal with Yuanxu.

I just don't know why there is a dragon's breath on that fake sword, which can even arouse Yan Qici's dragon's breath?

Thinking of this, Lin Konglu subconsciously looked at Yan Qici.

Seeing this, he was startled.

Yan Qici was staring at the fake dragon soul sword in Yan Zefang's hand, his eyes were full of hostility.

Lin Konglu hurriedly clenched his hand and reminded: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Qici suddenly came back to his senses, and after glancing at him, his expression softened a little, but when he looked at the stage again, his eyes were gloomy again.

Yan Qici clearly remembered that in the memory of that previous life, the fake dragon soul sword on the stage was actually...forged with his father's keel.

That's why the dragon's breath on the sword made him feel familiar, so in the memory of that previous life, when he touched the sword, he discovered the truth, was so angry that he couldn't control himself, leaked the dragon's breath, and was noticed by Yuanxu, and then Being slandered as a magician on the spot...

Yuanxu!Yuanxu!

Yan Qici clenched his hands tightly, clenched his teeth, and his mouth was full of blood.

Lin Konglu's hands hurt from being clenched, and he couldn't help reminding in a low voice: "Junior brother?"

Yan Qici suddenly came back to his senses, looked at him again, then realized something, and quickly let go of his hand.

"Sorry." He said hoarsely, then closed his eyes and raised his hand to his forehead.

what happened to him?He is clearly not sure that is the previous life...

On the stage, after Yuan Xu bestowed the sword to Yan Zefang, he said a few more high-sounding words of encouragement, then changed the topic, and his tone suddenly became severe: "In this demon-elimination conference, the group of little demons from Wanyao Mountain colluded with Youjie and killed Many outstanding disciples of my righteous way died at the hands of the monsters in the Nether Realm. If this revenge is not avenged, it will be difficult to comfort the heroic spirits. According to my intention..."

Yuan Xu talked for a long while, but he had one central idea: to kill Hu Jiuming and other monsters to avenge his disciples.

Lin Konglu thought to himself, he must send a letter to Qilin immediately.

Yan Qici also looked up at this time, with a sarcastic smile in his eyes, and the hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly made a quick gesture.

After he finished the tactic, Yan Zefang on the stage instantly looked like a puppet being controlled, raised his sword and said in agreement: "The ancestor is right, this disciple is willing to be the pioneer, let the Dragon Soul Sword drink all the demon blood, and avenge my brothers."

After all, like Yuan Xu before, he slashed his sword towards a mountain in the distance.

However, an embarrassing scene appeared. Although the sword energy wielded by Yan Zefang was far beyond his usual level, compared with the sword energy wielded by that Yuanxu, it was extremely ordinary. Not to mention the mountains in the distance, even the nearby stone pillars None were cut off, and there was no power at all.

There was a sudden silence on the field, and Yan Zefang himself was dumbfounded.

Elder Yan was a little anxious, and was about to say a few words to restore the situation for his son, but Yan Qici made another gesture, and Yan Zefang quickly said "frankly", "Old Ancestor, this Dragon Soul Sword...why doesn't it look like it? Inherited for thousands of years?"

Yuan Xu's face turned black for a while, the real Dragon Soul Sword bears the cultivation of previous Dragon Lords, even if the swordsman's cultivation is average, the power of the sword moves will not be too weak.

And the one he forged, although it was forged with the keel of the previous Dragon Lord, is still a good sword, and it is even more concealed by the dragon's breath, but the sword does not carry power after all, and how powerful it can be used depends on the sword wielder's cultivation base .

But at this moment, he must not admit that what he took out was a fake sword.

Yuan Xu immediately said in a deep voice: "You didn't try your best just now, so naturally you can't exert the power of the sword, you can try again."

After speaking, he held his palms secretly, wanting to help with the disguise.

But Elder Yan immediately became alert, Huo Di stood up and said, "Wait."

He flew over to the stage and snatched the sword from Yan Zefang's hand first. After trying it carefully, he soon found out that it was tricky, and his face was immediately displeased.

But seeing that Yuanxu is the ancestor, he managed to suppress his dissatisfaction and said: "Ancestor, this sword is clearly not the Dragon Soul Sword. Since it was agreed in advance to use the Dragon Soul Sword as a reward, how can we break the contract now and take the sword?" A fake sword to fool the younger generation?"

When everyone heard this, they were in an uproar: "What? The dignified ancestor of Taixuanzong actually used a fake sword to deceive the younger generation?"

"It must be reluctant."

"That's true, that's the Dragon Soul Sword, who would be willing to let it go?"

There was a lot of discussion underneath, and several great experts who also coveted the Dragon Soul Sword got up directly and asked Yuan Xu to take out the real Dragon Soul Sword.

Seeing someone standing on the same line as him, Elder Yan immediately became more confident, and said to Yuan Xu: "Old Ancestor, please take out the real sword."

He tried his best to let his son win No.1, not just to get a fake sword.

Under the stage, Lin Konglu saw the sudden and unexpected development of the matter, and subconsciously looked at Yan Qici.

Yan Qici was slightly curling the corners of his lips, and when he saw him looking over, he was busy and flattened.