Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

The truth is bloody.

As the pride of this lineage, Jinchen showed an excellent talent for catching ghosts at the age of ten. The innate Tiangang Purple Qi made all the ghosts hide, so frightened that they dared not approach.

After that, he became even more high-spirited and had the aura of being the leader of this lineage. When others mentioned Jinchen, they couldn't help but admire that even though the Jin family had declined, it was still a noble family that had been passed down to this day.

But in contrast, the other disciples of the Jin family of this generation, no matter if they were the biological son of the head of the family, Jinlan, or any of the side branches, could not even stand shoulder to shoulder with Jinchen, let alone touch the corner of his clothes.

The increasingly withered generations have made this branch of the Jin family extremely desolate. Only by cultivating Jinchen can there be some hope.

Having grown up like this until he was twenty-five years old, Jinchen had become a well-deserved child of destiny, and he also allowed the gradually declining Jin family to return to the field of metaphysics.

But at this time, the young sons born in the Jin family branch began to die one after another, and their deaths were miserable, as if all their energy had been sucked out.

After searching for the cause for half a year, a rumor suddenly spread throughout all branches of the Jin family.

It was Jinchen who sucked away the luck of everyone in this lineage, and now he has taken the youngest son's life. This is how he can sit firmly on the crown of genius.

The reason why rumors are just rumors is that as long as two out of ten people believe them, it will be a sure thing to throw dirty water on Jinchen.

Jinchen was too disdainful to defend himself, but he didn't expect that the head of the family, Jinlan, would easily believe him.

After that, there was chaos and internal strife.

"Anyway, you finally found out that those rumors were spread by Jinlan in order to pave the way for his useless son."

When the Red Mist Ghost King said this, the sinister aura around Jin Chen suddenly intensified, and the sense of oppression swept across the entire underground tomb, making him breathless.

"Later, Jinlan's son Jinfan, together with some young people from the side branches, imitated some secret technique, trapped you in a house, and inserted 81 ghost nails into your body, hoping to rob you of your purple energy and luck."

Thinking of the torn page in the ghost-catching secret art, the evil spirit in Jin Chen's eyes almost turned into substance, as if the ghosts from hell had come in person.

"I said... this has nothing to do with me."

The Red Mist Ghost King was so oppressed that he could not breathe. He stretched out his hand tremblingly to defend himself, "The night you turned into a ghost, it was because of me that you were protected and your souls did not dissipate!"

Jinchen then raised his eyes and glanced at him, restraining his negative energy.

Not only the Red Mist Ghost King, but even the six little ones who were huddled together and shivering in the corner were gasping for breath, fearing that they would be reduced to ashes.

It turns out that there are differences between ghost kings!

"Why are you helping me?" Jinchen asked.

The Red Mist Ghost King waved his hands and collapsed on the ground. "Although I was captured by you, it was the Jin family who harmed me to this extent. It's you, a little old-fashioned man, who is much easier to get along with than them."

Unconsciously, some memories quietly floated into Jinchen's mind.

Then what happened later also came to mind.

After his death, Jinfan and his group were so frightened that they controlled the souls in the house and prevented them from escaping.

The bloody corpse was thrown back into the bamboo courtyard in the backyard of the Jin family, and the so-called purple air that refused to go away was even more nonsense.

Jinlan controlled the purple energy with her own hands, waiting to spread it openly tomorrow and give it all to her useless son.

It was announced to the public that Jinfan was the next "prodigy" chosen by the genius who died early.

Jinchen suddenly couldn't wait until tomorrow.

"Where is Jinlan?"

The Red Mist Ghost King answered casually: "In the underground hall, what do you want to do..."

what!

Before he could finish his words, Jinchen came and went without a trace, and even he, who was also a Ghost King, didn't notice it.

"Hold."

The Red Mist Ghost King felt extremely unbalanced.

A genius is a genius, even as a ghost he is so good.

"Wait a minute..."

The Red Mist Ghost King suddenly stopped the six little ones who wanted to leave quietly, "Jinchen is not going to kill Jinlan and her gang tonight!"

Hanged Ghost: "That should be the case... After all, the King hates them."

Drowned Ghost: "What a blood feud!"

The Red Mist Ghost King went crazy and chased after him quickly.

You can’t kill him! You can’t kill him!

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Underground hall.

The purple energy flows in the seal, surging and surging. If you get closer, you can feel the pureness that cleanses your soul.

Jinlan sat cross-legged in the middle, her back straight, her long hair tied up with a plain hairpin. Just by looking at her back, one could tell that she was not to be underestimated.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes sharply, slapped the ground with her palms, an invisible air spread out, and her voice was like a loud bell.

"Who! Get out!"

"Master, long time no see."

Jinchen appeared silently behind Jinlan, his gloomy profile hidden in the darkness, his handsome and pale face as cold as ice.

The Yin Energy spread wildly, suppressing the mysterious energy in the underground hall like a devastating force, along with the floating purple energy that originally belonged to him.

"Jinchen..."

When Jinlan called out this name, she felt fearful and didn't dare to relax at all.

Even... fear.

Jinlan has been in power for so many years, and has only had such emotions towards the person in front of her.

"You really didn't disappear."

Jinlan sighed softly, and the black bead bracelet in her hand suddenly stopped moving. She said in a deep voice: "Jinze from the side branch, that very talented child, you killed him, didn't you?"

A sneer suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Jinchen exerted his pressure, Lan Juan raised his evil and cold eyes, and his voice was so cold that it made people's spine chill.

"Except for me, who else in the Jin family can be called talented?"

How arrogant!

Jinlan looked at him suddenly, her eyes complicated and wary, but in the end she couldn't refute.

"You've come back for revenge."

Jinlan suddenly looked a little tired. She stood in front of the seal with a heavy body and said in a low voice, "Jinchen, you have always been considerate of the family. If you die... in exchange for all the disciples to successfully enter the Xuan Dao, the Jin family will prosper together."

"fallacy."

Jin Chen suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes cold, "Are you asking all the disciples to share my luck, or are you trying to hold onto your useless son Jin Fan?"

"Don't say that I didn't want to in the past. Now I have become a ghost, and my heart is even smaller."

The veins on Jinlan's forehead jumped violently. She grabbed the magic weapon calmly and asked, "What are you going to do?"

The black fog entangled silently, like a death-taking hook.

Jinchen looked at her calmly, "Of course I'll kill you."

“You can’t kill me!!”

The Red Mist Ghost King rushed in quickly.

He pressed Jinchen's shoulders, his red eyes filled with bloodshot, "Brother! Please give me some advice! You can't kill him tonight!"

"You actually... escaped too!"

A solemn look flashed across Jinlan's face, and she raised her hand to kill, but was easily controlled by the black mist.

Jin Chen was pulled to a corner, staring at the Red Mist Ghost King in dissatisfaction, "Stop touching me, do you want to die too?"

"I stopped you because I didn't want to die!"

The Red Mist Ghost King spoke very quickly, lowering his voice and saying, "Have you forgotten? Although it was Jinfan who stabbed you, it was Jinlan who separated your soul from your spirit! It was like she turned you into a ghost!"

"There is a Jin family seal here. If you kill her, you will die too!"