Quick Transmigration: The Villain Always Ends Up with the Male Lead

The two were not so easily angered by his words. Gu Yu said calmly, "We came here not just to seal you, Luo Jia."

The otherworldly god named Loga immediately understood the implied meaning in Gu Yu's words, so he raised an eyebrow and asked in feigned surprise, "So, you want to completely annihilate me here?"

Gu Yu did not answer him directly, but said, "Ten thousand years have passed, and you can probably guess that a new supreme god has been born in the universe under your jurisdiction."

Gu Yu: "Therefore, you, who have been trapped in the seal for ten thousand years, have long lost the power and authority of the main god."

Do you think you still have the ability to leave here safely?

Loga paused to think, then said, "You're right, it's indeed difficult for me to escape from you. But..."

He changed the subject: "Are you sure you can protect the people you care about?"

Luo Jia glanced at Shi Qi beside Gu Yu: "If I'm not mistaken, he must be very important to you, right?"

"Otherwise, why would a supreme god abandon his own universe to search for the soul fragments of someone who is almost impossible to resurrect?"

Upon hearing these threatening words, Gu Yu's face immediately darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Shi Qi placed his hand on the back of his hand, calming him down.

"I don't think taking me hostage is as simple as you think," Shi Qi said coldly, as if he didn't take his threat seriously at all.

Luo Jia wasn't really arrogant enough to think that Shi Qi was someone who could be easily manipulated. After all, if he were really easy to deal with, he wouldn't have been able to seal himself away for ten thousand years on his own.

“You’re right. After all, I’ve been isolated from the outside world for ten thousand years. I’m probably a useless old relic by now.”

"But I am, after all, a major god, so I still have some confidence that I can use you to threaten Gu Yu."

"Son, stop playing! Our team is about to set off!" A woman's voice called from afar, gentle yet with an undeniable air of heroism.

A group of children, no more than seven or eight years old, were playing carefree in the clear stream, their childlike innocence on full display.

Hearing the woman's call from afar, one of the boys, with exquisitely sculpted features, a high ponytail, and the most well-behaved and adorable appearance, stopped playing in the water and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Seeing the boy stop moving, the other children also stopped: "Young master, is Madam calling you?"

The boy, referred to as the young master, did not respond to them. Instead, he called out to the woman in light armor who was approaching, "Mother, can I play a little longer? It hasn't even been an hour yet!"

The woman stopped beside the group of children, bent down, and looked at the child who looked seven-tenths like herself: "Child, be good, okay? You can play again when we get to a safe place."

"You don't want your friends to stay here and get hurt with you, right?"

Although children this age are usually very playful, Xie Jin finally nodded obediently: "Yes, I don't want them to get hurt. Let's go, Mother."

Seeing Xie Jin nod, Ming Hanzhao turned to the other children and asked, "Would you like to go back with your auntie, children?"

After spending the past few days together, Ming Hanzhao knew very well that these children had completely regarded Xie Jin as their leader; so as long as Xie Jin agreed to go back, these children would definitely obediently follow him back.

As expected, the children nodded and, under Ming Hanzhao's protection, returned to the village together.

Xie's army was already fully prepared and waiting for Xie Jin and the other children to return.

Upon seeing Xie Tingze, who stood tall and strong at the front of the group, Xie Jin immediately "abandoned" his mother and ran towards him, calling out, "Father!"

When Xie Tingze saw the little one running towards him, he instinctively squatted down, opened his arms, and hugged Xie Jin into his arms; even his originally serious expression softened in an instant.

Xie Jin didn't find Xie Tingze's armor uncomfortable at all: "Shall we set off now?"

“Yes, let’s leave right away.” Xie Tingze stood up and patted Xie Jin’s head: “Go see if there’s anything else you want to bring, and pack it yourself.”

Xie Jin had only run a few steps when Ming Hanzhao also walked to Xie Tingze's side. From a distance, he could vaguely hear his parents' words...

Ming Hanzhao: "Is the news true?"

Xie Tingze: "There's no mistake, they're definitely almost here, we have to hurry..."

Xie Jin didn't take his parents' words to heart. In his mind, his parents were omnipotent, and as long as they were there, they could protect the peace of the area.

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After two days of travel, Xie Jiajun led some villagers who were willing to leave with him to a neighboring village.

Compared to the previous villages that were ravaged by war and filled with fear, this village seemed much more peaceful and serene, as if the war had not brought any sense of urgency to the villagers.

Peace is not necessarily a good thing. Xie Tingze and Ming Hanzhao exchanged a glance, both of them vaguely sensing that something was amiss in this village.

Perhaps because they had heard of Xie Jiajun's reputation, the village chief and the villagers warmly welcomed them.

However, the Xie couple did not lower their guard. Based on the news that the enemy was approaching, they ordered their soldiers to be prepared to fight at any time.

As night fell, apart from some of the generals who stayed in the accommodations arranged by the village chief, the rest of the soldiers set up a temporary camp outside the village.

The beds here are quite large, just enough for a family of three to sleep in.

Ming Hanzhao gently patted Xie Jin, who was sleeping between the two of them, through the blanket, and coaxed him softly, "Sleep well, my little one, have sweet dreams tonight..."

As her mother gently murmured, Xie Jin drifted off to sleep as usual.

Xie Jin didn't know how long this long dream lasted before he was awakened by the heat. When he opened his eyes again, he was no longer on the bed where he had fallen asleep.

The surrounding space was very small, thick smoke was billowing everywhere, and even the temperature was abnormally high. Xie Jin felt like he could hardly breathe.

Driven by his survival instinct, Xie Jin crawled out of the cramped space, only to find that he had somehow ended up under the bed.

The smoke grew thicker and thicker, and he knew exactly what was happening here, and he didn't know where his parents were; Xie Jin felt a panic he had never felt before.

Fortunately, the fire had not yet spread into the house, giving Xie Jin, a child, a chance to survive.

Having escaped outside, Xie Jin finally understood what the hell on earth described in the book truly meant...