The loyal dog of the villain Shizun is a and milky

Ji Qinglin observed that this man had a silver forehead ornament on his forehead, with fine gemstones dotted in the middle, and a machete that Xiyong used in his hand.

The black costume she wears is decorated with five-petal red plum blossoms, which are lifelike, and her movements are like five erratic drops of blood.

Blood drop?

It turned out to be the personal guard dedicated to the Xiyong royal family.

I will not leave Chillon lightly unless I have to

After the incident of the chalcedony in the Floating Cloud Tower, Xiyong seemed to be secretly planning something.

In the original plot, Xiyong conspired to collude with Chu Yuan, cooperating internally and externally. When Ji Qing was about to die and Liu Yihan was looking for medicine for his younger brother, during the Three Kingdoms Ceremony, Xiyong conspired to break through Wei and finally slaughtered all members of the royal family.

And this series of events should be based on two conditions, first, Chu Yuan's contribution to the flames, and second, Ji Qinglin's death.

Now, neither of these two exists, Chu Yuan is dead, and Ji Qinglin is alive and well.

It means that things are not developing in the original plot, and Ji Qinglin is even thinking about how to plan to complete the plot in place of Chu Yuan.

What Chu Yuan did in his previous life, he only needs to follow suit, and he can successfully fill up his hatred.

However, Xiyong's big fight was beyond his expectation.

Without Chu Yuan, they should calm down and look for another opportunity. They wouldn't be so stupid as to attract attention at this time.

Therefore, Xiyong's recent motives for doing things are very curious. Why?

What major event can make His Majesty the Emperor of Xiyong spend so much money?

Turning his gaze to Xiyong's personal guard, that person's whole body was tense and he was very cautious. After all, few people in this world can have such an oppressive and profound internal force that makes people unable to move. Fear is inevitable.

The doubts in Ji Qinglin's heart can be found in this person.

"Tell me, how many people did your Emperor Xiyong send? What did you ask you to do? Say it, and I won't kill you."

The guard was startled at first.

Blood Droplets have always only worked undercover, and the targets they are targeting will undoubtedly die. They rarely appear in the eyes of the world, and almost no one has ever known their existence.

How did this man know that he belonged to Chilon?

"Who the hell are you?"

Ji Qinglin frowned, and asked about his identity?

This guy doesn't seem to understand his situation!

The internal force in his hand turned into a white blade, pierced the man's abdomen at a tricky angle, and let out a muffled grunt.

"Are you qualified to ask me? You only have two options. Whether to say or die, it all depends on you. Anyway, you are definitely not the only blood drop here. If you don't say I will kill one, there will always be one or two." Interesting, it just depends on whether you are willing to be this wronged ghost."

The personal guard gritted his teeth and remained silent. He did not expect that this young man looked innocent and deceitful, but his methods and heart were extremely vicious.

He originally thought of swearing to the death that he would not speak, and that it would be fine to kill him with a knife.

But the abdominal wound seemed to be torn back and forth by countless hooks, and the pain multiplied as time passed.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and began to tremble uncontrollably, making a whining sound from his mouth.

It was so painful that I couldn't even cry out.

Ji Qinglin smiled innocently:

"Yeah, you seem to be in pain. What's the matter? I just stabbed you once. Does it hurt?"

He seemed to suddenly realize,

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, my internal force is extremely domineering. Once it penetrates into the body, it will be like countless knives cutting your flesh, and it will only hurt more and more."

"And you won't die yet, and you won't be in a coma."

"How? Isn't it interesting?"

In the excruciating pain, the guard couldn't stand it any longer, and said with all his strength:

"I...I said, I said!...I came to Qianji Pavilion...to find, to find...a way to save people..."

Ji Qinglin already had guesses in his mind: "Who are you going to save?"

"Chu...yuan!"

Sure enough!

Chu Yuan was indeed dead, but not dead.

No wonder Lu Xingming went all the way to Fuyun Building to snatch chalcedony. Chalcedony can revive human flesh and bones, so it is indeed the best choice to save Chu Yuan.

But God's will tricks people, Si Ruochen has already taken chalcedony to detoxify him, where can Ji Qinglin go to find another chalcedony to save Chu Yuan?

But given this great opportunity to bring the plot back to its original position, Ji Qinglin was not reconciled.

As long as Chu Yuan is alive, he no longer needs to be a villain subject to the system, he can become cannon fodder again, die and escape from this world.

Ji Qinglin looked at the man who was dying of pain, withdrew his inner strength, and made up his mind:

It seems that he has to go to Qianji Pavilion.

As for Si Ruochen...

As long as he got rid of the system, what would Guan Si Ruochen do? What would he do?

"When the man in the red dress comes over, you pretend to miss, pretend to push me over and run away. Your life will be saved."

Then he turned his head and shouted in Si Ruochen's direction:

"Brother! Help, I... I'm scared..."

"This person is so scary... woo woo..."

"He still hit me!"

The guard who was stabbed: ...

Mo Song, who was closer to the side, walked away silently, he could see clearly just now, it was Ji Qinglin who bumped into it himself.

This person is just an old fox, who knows who fool to cheat now.

He needs to stay away.

Si Ruochen turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw the annoying young man with a face that was similar to his master's, and was choked by someone's lifeblood, and his heart was shocked.

He didn't even think about it, and stabbed fiercely at the man with his sword.

"roll!"

Cold light raid, unstoppable.

Ji Qinglin smiled unconsciously, lowered his voice and said:

"Okay, you act like a little bit."

The people behind hummed.

He slapped behind him, and hit Si Ruochen's sword light.

Seeing Ji Qinglin rushing towards him, Si Ruochen was so frightened that he immediately withdrew his sword, and just as he stretched out his hand to grab him, a complex look flashed in his eyes.

Hesitate for a moment.

Turning to the side, avoiding the oncoming Ji Qinglin, grabbing his belt with his hands, and throwing him in Mo Song's direction.

"then!"

Ji Qinglin: ... Fuck you, Si Ruochen! !

Mo Song turned his head when he heard his name.

Squinting, trying to see an unknown object flying in the dense fog.

What is this?

When it flew in front of him, he was stunned.

It was Ji Qinglin who sneered.

The three souls were so frightened that they lost the seven souls.

Why did you throw this ancestor here? ! !

"I, I, I... how do I pick it up? What do I use to pick it up??"

He stood up in a panic and didn't know where to go. Before he could make up his mind, a white light shot from his pupils towards Ji Qinglin who was in mid-air.

"Be careful!!!"

Si Ruochen had been paying attention to Ji Qinglin's position all the time, before he realized it himself.

not good!

When she came back to her senses, she unconsciously flew to Ji Qinglin's side, hugged him and fell weightlessly in another direction.

The dense fog in the forest turned light blue, and all the people flying in the air fell to the ground.

Seeing that Ji Qinglin was about to slam into a towering tree, Si Ruochen turned around, switched positions, and used himself as a backing for him.

Ji Qinglin looked up in surprise in his arms.

I'm afraid this person is not schizophrenic, right?

Si Ruochen hugged him and fell straight down, the pain he expected at the moment he hit it didn't come.

The two of them opened their eyes wide, watching helplessly as their bodies sank into the huge tree trunk entwined with ivy.

Like being sucked in.

Whoa, what the hell is this!