What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"Second senior brother?"

Min Jiu was thrown away by a force, but luckily his senior sister was there to help him, and he managed to stand up. He looked incredulously at the person curled up on the muddy ground overgrown with weeds.

The man rolled on the ground, his clothes covered in mud, groaning in pain, his face contorted in agony. A stench of blood filled the air. Xuan Er's surroundings were becoming blurry; he looked at the familiar faces around him, his breathing rapid and shallow.

"Senior brother, how could you possibly be a demon?!"

Min Jiu felt a "buzz" in his head, and belatedly realized what was happening.

"Senior brother... Second brother..."

"You killed Second Brother?!" Min Jiu shouted, his eyes bloodshot, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

"Little Nine... Fourth Sister, Little Five, Little Seven, I'm sorry."

"Did you kill Sixth Brother, Senior Brother?" Ning Si opened her mouth with difficulty, her voice hoarse, as if she had used up all her strength to say these words.

"Senior sister, are you crazy! How could this monster be Senior Brother Xuan Er?!" Ning Wu gritted her teeth, her sword resolutely pointing at the person on the ground.

"Where is Second Brother?" Chi Qi's gaze fell on his tear-streaked face, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"If you don't tell me, I'll kill you right now!"

"Min-gu, don't come any closer!"

The boy was expressionless, and it was unclear how he approached and squatted down beside him.

Xuan Er lay there, his curled-up body unable to stretch out. He felt that his demonic power had been completely stripped away. He looked down and saw the knife pressed against his neck. The blade was as black as ink, with a chilling light. It looked like it could cut a person's skin with just a light touch.

"I killed Chi Liu." His eyes reflected the person clenching his teeth before him, and a mocking smile curled at the corners of his pale lips: "Xiao Jiu, kill me."

"You're the second brother, aren't you?" Minjiu clenched his fist, his hand holding the dagger trembling uncontrollably.

"You are him, aren't you?"

"It doesn't matter." Xuan Er closed his eyes; he no longer had the strength to speak. "I am a demon, and I have also killed people. The sect cannot tolerate me."

"How can you say it's not important?!" Minjiu grabbed his shoulder, his voice trembling as he roared, "You're my second brother, how can you say you're not important?!"

“Minjiu, he killed Sixth Brother, and he’s still a demon.” Chiqi frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with Minjiu’s actions.

"you shut up!"

"If he were the second brother, Chi Liu would die a hundred times over without any regret!"

Xuan Er half-opened his eyes and looked at the child he had risked his life to protect from the wealthy family.

His voice was choked with emotion. He took a deep breath and tried to lift his head to let the tears flow back. He smiled as he looked at the child's face, but his eyes still couldn't help but sting.

Xiao Jiu really does trust his older brother as always.

He lowered his head and laughed helplessly, the laughter growing louder and louder until he could no longer breathe. Only then did he wipe away the tears that had welled up in his eyes. When he looked up again, his eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and every word that followed seemed to pierce Min Jiu's heart.

“I took Xuan Er’s place, kill me now.”

On one side, Lu Jin'an, Qingyi, Chiyu, and Guapi'er looked at the sunflower seed shells that had been knocked off and scattered all over the ground.

Lu Jin'an held the child on her lap, pointed to the scene, and said, "See? Life is just a huge melodramatic soap opera."

Do you remember what your brother just taught you?

The little melon-skinned boy's two chubby, lotus-root-like legs were swinging back and forth in the air. Upon hearing the question, he immediately kicked off his legs and jumped down, shouting, "I know!"

So the three of them watched as the little guy flew to the center of the "theater" like a lightning bolt.

“He definitely has potential in speed, no wonder you trained him to run away before.”

The woman in green lowered her head and smiled, "Because I don't have the ability to teach him combat skills."

Akabane coldly replied, "Useless."

Qingyi nodded in agreement, “Yes, you’re right, I really am a good-for-nothing.”

Lu Jin'an's alarm went off, "Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Let's see how the child performs!

……

Min Jiu looked at the familiar face in front of him, his heart sank, and his eyes were empty as if he were just an empty shell. "Then you shall pay for my senior brother's life."

"Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, spare his life!"

The sound of a heartbeat became unusually clear in the deathly silence, while the surrounding sounds seemed to be very, very far away.

But a voice kept telling him, "Kill him, kill him quickly! He killed my senior brother! My senior brother is dead somewhere, his eyes wide open in disbelief. It's all because this monster wore his skin. He's not my senior brother, he's not my second brother."

The moment the knife makes a cut, he will close his eyes completely.

He will then be able to avenge his second brother.

"Ninth Brother, no!"

"Brother Lu said that there's a cooling-off period for divorces these days!"

The dagger was knocked aside, and Minjiu's fingers unconsciously curled up. His eyes were fixed on the person lying on the ground as he bent down to pick up the dagger.

"Minjiu, you'd better look carefully at who you're going to stab." Qingyi snatched the hand holding the dagger from him, sealed his acupoints, and then quickly picked up the little brat and ran away, her breathing still a bit unsteady. "Don't you know that knives are dangerous? You just used your hand to block it."

Guapi knew he was in the wrong, but he still insisted, "But I want to save Brother Xuan Er!"

"There are so many adults, why would a child like you need to save them?"

"Because you are always waiting, waiting for the right time, waiting for the right person, but that is too slow."

The melon-skin-shaped chin rested on the shoulder of the woman in blue, her voice muffled.

"He's a monster, and you still want to save him?" Chi Qi didn't understand why everyone was being so lenient towards monsters these days.

Guapi pouted and turned around, puzzled: "Does every monster have to be killed?"

The woman in green patted his head and explained to Chi Qi, "It's karmic retribution for their wanton killing of humans."

Guapi tugged at his collar and asked innocently, "Then should anyone who kills indiscriminately be killed?"

The woman in green paused for a moment, then her eyes flashed. “Anyone who kills indiscriminately without regard for control should be killed.”

“That rich man Zhang treats people like slaves and animals. My brother was almost tortured to death by him before. Should he be killed?”

Children speak without thinking, and all eyes turned to Min-gu once again.

The boy unconsciously bit the soft flesh inside his lower lip. Before Min Jiu could answer, a faint chuckle came from the person on the ground.

"Deserves to be killed."

Min Jiu looked at him, his gaze shifting slightly, his body wanting to lean forward, but unable to move.

Lu Jin'an walked to Qingyi's side, smiling as she touched the whorl of Guapi's hair, "So even if we can't kill all the people, let alone the demons."

“It’s almost time.” Lu Jin’an turned to look at Chi Yu, who nodded to him.

"I've seen your emotional entanglement drag on long enough. This little demon's demonic power has been completely absorbed by your senior brother's Ten Killing Formation. You can keep the demonic power, and I'll gladly accept the demon core. I can't let myself be wronged for so long after saving you. Stop making a fuss, your senior brother will be breaking the formation to come and get you soon."

"The bodies of the senior brothers and sisters on the ground that are still relatively intact—I also helped protect their heart meridians while they were fighting. They won't die so quickly; just don't do anything reckless."

Seeing that Chi Yu's movements to break the formation had accelerated, Lu Jin'an glanced at the half-dead person on the ground, suddenly exerted force on his wrist, and muttered something. He saw the person lying there suddenly dilate his pupils and his face turn deathly pale.

Min-gu's gaze was fixed on that face, even the slightest blinking motion stopped, his eyes dry and staring.

His acupoints had been released, but his feet remained firmly welded to the ground, as if they had been nailed to the soil when he was a child.

But this time, no one will carry him to the doctor.