Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

The system's head was buzzing as it looked at the task details on the panel, not knowing where to start.

The male lead has died.

Can we change the male lead?

The system had never experienced it, nor had it been recorded, so he really didn't know.

woo woo woo woo……

As a novel with a strong male protagonist, the male protagonist left Wuyuan Mountain because his entire clan was wiped out. He practiced diligently, met the female protagonist, and found her love. After that, he rose step by step and became another genius of the Yulou clan.

The male protagonist's clan was really wiped out.

But... the male protagonist was also destroyed...

Qi Jinglin formed seals with his hands and waved his sleeves to break the barrier covering Wuyuan Mountain. He glanced around as if trying to identify the rooms, then turned and walked in another direction.

Ignoring the system's wailing, Qi Jinglin walked westward step by step, occasionally flying on a sword, and occasionally sitting on the roof of a pedestrian carriage.

I don’t know how long I walked. Looking at the scenery on the roadside changing from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River to the lonely smoke in the desert, Qi Jinglin took out the hat from the mustard seed space.

Keep walking up the mountain.

"The scenery in the human world is so beautiful, with countless changes, ever-changing seasons, spring flowers, ice and snow, each one is so beautiful that it makes people intoxicated." Picking up the ice on the ground, Qi Jinglin threw it into the sky. He slightly closed his palm and the ice exploded in the air.

The scattered debris fell to the ground, creating holes in the thick snow.

[Host, it's been more than ten days. Where are you going? ]

The system watched the scene in front of Qi Jinglin change day by day and asked him in confusion.

The main system has not yet responded to the death of the male protagonist, and the leisurely days have made the system feel bored.

"I'm going to find... the villain." Qi Jinglin looked at the tallest iceberg not far away and let out a long breath. The warm breath instantly condensed into water mist when it touched the cold air.

The sunlight fell on the highest iceberg, and the dark blue snow mountain was sprinkled with golden swaying. The snow mountain reflected the golden sunlight, and the entire snow peak was shrouded in a holy halo.

I didn’t expect to see the Golden Mountain in the Sunlight, which I had never seen in the previous world, here.

Qi Jinglin rubbed his palms and massaged his cheeks. The tip of his nose was red from the cold, but he was unwilling to use his spiritual power to keep warm. He tightened his thick cotton coat and continued to walk up the mountain.

【Villain?】

The system is unclear.

Did he introduce information about the villain?

That’s not right. Why does Qi Jinglin feel so familiar with this story?

[Have I told you how the story of this world develops? ]

The system began to doubt itself.

Qi Jinglin shook his head and answered honestly, "No."

[Have I introduced the character's background to you? ]

Qi Jinglin shook his head again, "No."

[Then how did you know there was a villain here? ]

"We're here." Qi Jinglin did not answer the system. He stretched out his hand to summon his Immortal Sword, muttering something.

The dark blue spiritual power enveloped the entire sword blade, and golden dots condensed on the tip of the sword. Qi Jinglin injected the spiritual power into it and took a step back.

The faint mark on the forehead slowly emerged.

The tip of the sword swept across the snow, leaving a clean and neat mark. Qi Jinglin's movements became faster and faster, and a talisman more than one meter long appeared on the snow.

Qi Jinglin quickly moved one hand, and the sword finger was placed in front of his forehead and fell on the mark on his forehead.

"open!"

As the voice fell, the talisman suddenly lit up, and then suddenly scattered, and the barrier in the mountains gradually emerged.

The shrill crying sound echoed in the mountains. Qi Jinglin walked into the barrier and took out a baby from the snow pit in the cave. There was a red mark on the baby's forehead.

"Little Ajin, I found you very early this time~" His fingertips gently touched the tip of Gu Jin's nose. The crying child opened his round eyes and looked at him curiously.

The black eyes are full of water, like round grapes dotted with clear dewdrops.

His fingertips touched Gu Jin's soft lips, but the man held his fingers and sucked them hard, making Qi Jinglin laugh and cry.

"It seems that our baby is hungry. Here, I brought you some rice porridge. I'll feed it to you when we go down the mountain." Qi Jinglin shook his arm and coaxed the child in a low voice. Looking at the well-behaved appearance, he slowly put it into his cotton coat.

The system looked at the mark on Gu Jin's forehead and was so shocked that its jaw dropped.

It’s really Gu Jin.

No, in the original story, Gu Jin appeared more than a hundred years later. At that time, Qi Jinglin had already become the legendary Sword Master.

just now……

Looking at Qi Jinglin with black hair and black eyes, and without even a beard, the system deeply suspected that he had asked Qi Jinglin to come at the wrong time.

Qi Jinglin carried Gu Jin directly back to the Weiming Mountain of the Xiaoyao Sect. Several elders on the Wangyuan Mountain opened their eyes and looked at each other.

I didn't expect that person to come back so soon.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the scenery on Weiming Mountain remains the same. Qi Jinglin holds a bamboo sword and patiently teaches Gu Jin swordsmanship.

When Gu Jin wanted to slack off, Qi Jinglin would gently tap his little head with a bamboo sword.

"Practice well, what are you looking at?" Qi Jinglin poked his forehead with his fingertips, pretending to be angry and scolding with a smile, and then he used his wrist to push Gu Jin directly into the snow beside him.

This snow was the result of Qi Jinglin casting a spell a few days ago to make snow for a whole day and night, and was used to make a snowman.

His eyes moved slightly, and he picked up the snow and piled it on Gu Jin's little radish. Qi Jinglin smiled and piled Gu Jin into a little snowman.

"Little Gu Jin, little Gu Jin..." Qi Jinglin laughed happily, and transformed into a snow gourd and placed it on top of Gu Jin's head, "This is the Calabash Brothers."

Gu Jin pursed his lips, his eyes turned red, his dark pupils were filled with tears, bean-sized tears rolled down one by one, but he was stubborn and refused to cry out loud.

Qi Jinglin quickly picked the person up, held him in his arms and coaxed him softly, "Don't cry, don't cry, Master was wrong, okay... don't cry..."

[You deserve it! ]

The system sneered and turned back to the depths of Qi Jinglin's mind.

He saw that the main system had replied to his message.

No one knew that on the distant Wuyuan Mountain, a boy carried his bag and came to the village at the foot of the mountain.

Qi Jinglin taught Gu Jin's sword skills step by step, and occasionally went down to the human world for a walk, ate and drank his fill, and then returned to Weiming Peak. He stayed there for several years.

Gu Jin staggered and became the eldest brother of the younger generation of Xiaoyao Sect.

Ten years ago, Qi Jinglin was in seclusion practicing, and Gu Jin also started to live with his master Yao Jin on Yaoling Mountain.

Seeing that the trial of the road to immortality was just a few days away, Gu Jin also became busy.

The dark clouds rolled in, and the originally clear sky was gradually covered by the dark clouds, like thick ink splashed on the sky, spreading out inch by inch.

Among the layers of dark clouds, thick lightning shuttled through them as nimbly as a silver snake, causing bursts of loud "boom" sounds.

It seemed as if a heavy rain was about to fall, but there was no sticky moisture in the air, and not even the scent of earth before the downpour.

Dozens of young men and women in colorful clothes walked up from the foot of the mountain. Some of them wore coarse linen clothes, while others wore silk and satin. But they all lowered their heads and gritted their teeth, not daring to stop for a moment.

From the fading stars in the early morning to the dense starry sky today, the fastest child has reached a position close to the top of the mountain.

"The time is almost up, don't stop!"

A group of Xiaoyao Sect disciples were carrying things and walking down from the top of the mountain. The spiritual weapon loudspeaker carried the sound to the foot of the mountain.

"There's still a quarter of an hour left, hurry up!"

Hearing the sounds from above, the young children were sweating profusely and their feet were trembling with haste.

Gu Jin jumped down from the God-Slaying Sword and put the sword away with a wave of his hand. "Junior brother, are you done with your evening study?"

Hearing Gu Jin's voice, the boy who had just been sitting next to him waved his hand, his eyes curved into two beautiful crescents, "I just finished my evening self-study class, Senior Brother, where are you from?"

"I came here from Elder Jinggu to arrange some matters at the Discipline Hall." Gu Jin sat next to Junior Brother Yongwei and asked in a low voice, "How is it going?"

"There is still a quarter of an hour left, and they should be ready to activate the Thunder Array." Yong Wei lowered his voice, "Brother, isn't Brother Qinggu's arrangement a little too difficult this time?"

Gu Jin shrugged, "It doesn't matter. At most I can lower the passing line later. It's the same thing."

Yong Wei nodded and was about to say something when he saw his senior brother looking straight at the Road to Immortality, as if he saw something through the children on the Road to Immortality.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Gu Jin came back to his senses and smiled faintly, "I just feel that this scene in front of me is very familiar..."