After wearing a book, I am a scumbag

The black pus and blood fell on the back, like a fire burning, as if to burn a few holes in Lin Qingzhou's back.

His face was bloodless from the pain, his face was wrinkled into a ball, and all the strength in his limbs seemed to be taken away suddenly.

The hands hugging Han Qi's waist also failed to slip off.

Seeing that he was about to fall on his back, Han Qi stretched out his long arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and supported him.

"You are..." Han Qi spoke softly to Lin Qingzhou for the first time.

Lin Qingzhou rested her weak hands on Han Qi's chest, and her voice was weak:

"Me neither..." Think like this.

As soon as he uttered a few words, the fishy sweetness in his throat welled up.

A big mouthful of blood, seemingly unstoppable, overflowed from the bruised and black lips.

The pus and blood of the black dragonfly are highly poisonous.

Poisonous blood had seeped into his body from the wound on his back.

Lin Qingzhou's face was pale, and his heart was roaring wildly.

What he was clearly thinking at the time was that I should get out of the way.

But his body was not like his own at all, and in a hurry, he was completely out of control, and flashed in front of Han Qi recklessly.

The system went on strike, but the remaining consciousness of the original owner was still at work.

Replacing it with a body or something, it is really skillful and proficient in doing it.

poisonous!

Her head became more and more dizzy. Before Lin Qingzhou lost consciousness, her slightly closed eyes seemed to see Han Qi's cold face with a hint of anxiety...

It seems that this snake venom is really poisonous, and it has begun to hallucinate.

Han Qi said something else, but his voice seemed to be blown away by the wind, getting farther and farther away.

Don't let Han Qi want to throw him here and let him go.

He has to die to understand.

Holding on to the last sliver of consciousness, Lin Qingzhou pricked up her ears, trying to catch Han Qi's words, and finally heard a few bits and pieces.

"...Although you respect me, you don't have to..."

Well, he still chooses to pass out quickly.

A crimson full moon hangs in the sky.

The scattered temples built on the mountain, the craggy cliffs of strange rocks, turned into scorched forests, were coated with a layer of blood-colored outlines.

The cracks on the ground were bottomless and shockingly wide.

A steady stream of black air, fierce ghosts, and fierce corpses swarmed out of the crack.

At the top of Lingxiao Peak, there are only two colors left.

Red and black.

The clang of swords and swords, the sound of flesh and blood being ripped apart, the shrill and sinister screams of ghosts, and the roars and fighting sounds of disciples of the Qingxu Sect all merged into one sound.

Lin Qingzhou was in the melee and had her own consciousness, but her body was out of her control. Like an outsider watching a theater, she watched her raise and lower her sword, using moves one by one to chop off the evil spirits close to her.

Lin Qingzhou thought for a while, and then remembered the plot in the book.

It's a fissure.

When disasters came from the heavens, the earth was fissured, and all the ghosts and evil spirits who were sealed in the Nine Nethers took the opportunity to go to the underworld to make trouble.

In the chaos, he saw Han Qi's figure without bothering to search.

Han Qi swung a sword light, and thousands of corpses of fierce ghosts receded like the tide, with broken limbs and legs flying across.

He stood at the highest point of Ling Xiaofeng, closed his eyes and made a formula with one hand, and held a sword in the other.

A light blue enchantment appeared around his body, blocking out all the surrounding black energy.

Afterwards, with the sword behind him, Han Qi leaped forward, like a flash of swift light, heading towards the depths of the ground fissure, piercing through the black air.

There are countless corpses of fierce ghosts in Jiuyou, such beheading will do nothing but consume the energy of the cultivators in the sect.

Only by going deep into Jiuyou, looking for the place where Youdu Terrace is located, and casting spells to repair the cracks in the ground, can the ghosts come out.

Han Qi wanted to go to Youdu Terrace alone, and use his own strength to break the predicament.

Seeing this, Lin Qingzhou's hand holding the sword trembled.

The current plot coincides bit by bit with the description in the book.

His left hand began to act like Han Qi uncontrollably, pinching out a formula to block the black energy.

He shouted over and over in his heart, don't go, don't go!

Don't follow!

Once you go, you can't come back!

He wanted to throw away the long sword in his hand, stretched out his right hand and slapped the disobedient left hand hard.

But the whole person is like a puppet whose hands and feet are manipulated by others. Despite the struggle of consciousness, he still can't help but jump into the abyss of the ground crack.

Jiuyou is a dark place, the land of the most yin.

Thousands of fierce ghosts passed by, and countless screams and laughter came overwhelmingly, piercing the eardrums everywhere.

Fierce ghosts like locusts crossing the border rushed forward, trying to tear his protective barrier, but were burned by his protective barrier, and they were forced back row by row, making ugly screams.

Lin Qingzhou's heart was so frightened that it was about to jump out of her chest.

Han Qi was sitting on the Youdu platform, with a faint blue light all over his body, very conspicuous.

Lin Qingzhou followed the light and flew away.

Landing on the stone steps in front of Youdu Terrace, like a spectator, he heard his own faint tone, saying, "Junior Brother, let me come."

His voice was too soft, drowned out by the ubiquitous howling of Li Gui.

Han Qi didn't hear it, and just closed his eyes and made seals with his hands, and began to mend the cracks in the ground.

Lin Qingzhou saw herself walking up to Youdu Terrace step by step, sitting beside Han Qi, and began to make seals with both hands calmly.

Lin Qingzhou gave up struggling, but he was conscious but could only act like an outsider.

Here, Han Qi sensed his movements, opened his eyes suddenly, with bulging veins on his forehead, and spoke angrily:

"Get out, who told you to come, get out!"

"Aren't you reading books and don't work hard? You don't know how dangerous it is here. Do you know that once the ground fissure is repaired, you can't get out!"

"If you can't get out, you will be bitten by thousands of ghosts, and you will die!"

It coincides with everything.

As expected, Lin Qingzhou heard her voice with a smile, very calm:

"I know."

"I am very happy to hear you say such a thing."

While speaking, Lin Qingzhou caught Han Qi by surprise and flipped the knot seal in his hand, an indestructible golden spirit net bound Han Qi tightly.

It turned out that he was not repairing the ground crack at all just now, but forming a spiritual net and doing it premeditatedly.

"Let go of me, Lin Qingzhou, how dare you!" Han Qi shouted angrily, his voice trembling unconsciously.

Lin Qingzhou didn't answer, but made a gesture with her fingertips, and gave Han Qi a fixed look.

His meticulous gaze swept over every inch of his face, deeply outlining the outline of his brows and eyes.

It seems to be etched into the bottom of my heart.

His eyes were lingering, but he did not hesitate to move his hands.

The trick is done between the fingers, with a flick of the finger.

Han Qi, whose hands and feet were bound, was like an arrow from the string, and shot out towards the sun outside Jiuyou.

"No, Lin Qing..."

Han Qi's roar, like a shooting star across the sky, gradually disappeared.

In the Land of the Nine Nethers, apart from thousands of ferocious corpses of fierce ghosts, he was the only one left.

He sat down and began to seal the cracks.

He heard his own faint voice, facing the empty Youdu Terrace, "Han Qi, actually, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

But what life does he have left...

The curse seal was formed, and a blood-red light array formed on the Youdu platform, and the cracks in the ground were slowly closing and gradually closing.

The fierce ghosts and fierce corpses that wanted to rush to the world were blocked by life, and they screamed angrily and rushed towards Lin Qingzhou.

Can you really still not change your ending?

Lin Qingzhou's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Thousands of ghosts are biting, Chu Chu can still resist with a sword.

Later, one of the blue enchanted hands protecting the body was torn off, chewed and swallowed by the ghost, and half of the leg was bitten off...

There is no longer any resistance.

Lin Qingzhou fell on the Youdu stage with a sword in hand, helpless and desperate.

Letting the ghost's sharp claws penetrate his abdominal cavity, he pulled out a hand full of blood-red intestines, dripping blood trickled down his fingers...

The pain of being torn apart is beyond words.

His mind was blank, his teeth were chattering, every second of life was passing by, and why the pain was so long.

On the verge of life and death, two voices sounded from the bottom of my heart.

One is the residual consciousness of the original owner, and the other is his own.

"Dying for you, I deserve to die."

"Han Qi..."

Before he could say the second half of the sentence, he suddenly woke up from the nightmare and sat up straight.

Cold sweat dripped from his temples and slowly slid down his cheeks.

Thousands of ghosts bite and bite, it turned out to be just a nightmare.

However, the scene in the dream is the ending of Lin Qingzhou in the original book.

Torn apart by the Nine Nether Ghosts, his soul disappeared and he died without a whole body.

Will he die like the original owner?

No, absolutely not!

The remaining consciousness of the original owner always puts him in danger at critical moments, so it must be eliminated!

He doesn't want to die miserably, and doesn't want to be Han Qi's licking dog!

He hung his head, gasped heavily, put his hands on his chest, his heart was pounding, his mind was buzzing with thoughts.

After his breath calmed down a lot, he raised his head while panting, and what came into his eyes was a large piece of thick and strong ivy, covering the entire cave wall in a criss-cross pattern.

He is now in a cave.

I am suspicious in my heart.

A gentle voice sounded not far from him.

"Are you and Aqi on good terms?"

The tone of the soft voice is so gentle that it makes people feel like spring breeze.

Those who don't know will feel that this person must have a soft heart that is rare in the world.

Yin Xibai sat on the other side of the cave, beside a burning bonfire, looked at him with a smile, and waited for his answer.

Lin Qingzhou didn't answer, but looked around, Han Qi was not there.

A faint pain in his back reminded him of what had happened.

Memories before coma came back one by one, when the black scorpion turned into pus and blood, in a panic, the original owner's consciousness came into play, he even involuntarily stood in front of Han Qi, and was splashed on the back by the highly poisonous pus and blood.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows and sighed lightly.

Fu raised his head again, looked at Yin Xibai, and said calmly, "Junior Han and I are from the same school. As a senior brother, it is only natural for me to take care of the safety of my junior brother in times of crisis. If I were any other brother from the same school today, I would Will do the same."

After finishing speaking, I still felt that it was not enough, so I added, "Friend Yin Daoist, don't get me wrong."

This finishing touch made the smile on Yin Xibai's face freeze for a moment.

But only for a moment.

"Your Daoist Lin was joking. I didn't misunderstand anything. I'm relieved that Ah Qi will be taken care of by you." Yin Xibai's smile was still gentle, and it didn't feel a bit stinging.

Lin Qingzhou chuckled lightly, noncommittal.

He is not interested in the emotional entanglement between you, just don't drag him into the water.

He just wanted to finish the task quickly, stay away from Han Qi, and save his life and safety.

"Why am I here?"

He opened his mouth and changed the subject.