Fast Transmigration: Save Him

However, Zhou Yichen didn't have any basic martial arts skills before. Would it be too far fetched to ask him to learn a little martial arts in such a small cellar?

Qing Jiu sits quietly on one side, looking at two people not far away who are studying the secret books of Wulin. Xue Lin explains to him, while Zhou Yichen nods on the other side.

All around the evil spirit has disappeared, clean as if nothing had come.

Qingjiu felt a little strange, "Xiaobai, did those monsters really leave? Or is it hidden? But now there is no evil spirit. It's not like hiding. " She pursed her lips.

"Yes, it's clean around now. By the way, how many days are you going to stay in this cellar?" Xiaobai stretched himself.

"When it gets dark, we'll leave. The thatched cottage can't go back. Now we have to stay in Xue's house." Qing Jiu thought for a while and sighed softly.

"This Xue mansion is a little strange, especially the death of Lord Xue and Lady Xue just now. They seem to have no resistance, but the look in their eyes makes them feel like they were killed by someone who is the least likely to kill them. They are unwilling to die, and they are a little heartbroken." If Xiaobai thinks about it, his chubby fingers click a few times on his chin, and he becomes more and more confused.

"In short, it's not the people who killed them!" Qing Jiu said firmly, put away his whip.

"Qing Jiu, shall we go up? We are both hungry. " Zhou Yichen held several books in his arms and pointed to the ladder beside him.

Qing Jiu nodded, collected his mind, got up and went to the ladder, the first to climb up.

Qing Jiu's feet just stepped on the ground, asked a thick smell of blood, we can see how many people died on this day!

Zhou Yichen and Xue Lin follow Qing Jiu up. The three go around to the back kitchen. Qing Jiu is responsible for washing vegetables, Zhou Yichen is responsible for cooking, and Xue Lin goes to bury his parents.

While washing vegetables, Qing Jiu felt thoughtful: now the nine most sacred things of the blood shadow clan are covetous, and the rest of the demon clan dare not compete with them. However, the head of the blood shadow clan is too evil and hostile, and he can't find the location of the sacred things. He can only find them by relying on Zhou Yichen's reaction to the sacred things. Therefore, they won't kill Zhou Yichen. At most, they are just warning or saying, Today's massacre is to force Zhou Yichen to find holy things as soon as possible.

"What do you think?" Zhou Yichen watched Qing Jiu wash the potatoes in his hand so badly that he was still rubbing them vigorously with his hands.

"Nothing. By the way, you have been reading for a long time. Do you have any experience? " Qing Jiu put the potatoes aside and asked with his head askew.

"Half knowing and half understanding. I've seen it once and I'll remember. Maybe I've seen it before. " Zhou Yichen put the vegetables into the pot. The hot oil touched the vegetables and immediately fried them.

"You and Xue Lin grew up together?" Qing Jiu asked. She gathered her broken hair behind her ears and showed her delicate ears. She lowered her head and cut the potatoes into shreds.

"Well, Xue Lin has been smart since he was a child. He can learn everything. He is also very kind. Most people in this county have received his favor." When Zhou Yichen mentioned Xue Lin, his face softened a lot, and his words were a little proud.

Qing Jiu had a little doubt about Xue Lin, but now he was completely dispelled. He nodded and put the sliced potatoes on a plate.

"I can see that Xue Lin likes you a little bit." Zhou Yichen suddenly jumped out such a sentence without end. After that, he was a little confused.

How does that sound like jealousy? Qing Jiu shakes his head and looks at Zhou Yichen carefully. He finds that he is not in any special mood except a little at a loss.

"Will you stop talking? Our first task now is to find the nine sacred things, find your strength, and fulfill your mission as the Savior. " Qing Jiuyi said justly, throwing the onion on the chopping board, and holding her waist with one hand.

Zhou Yichen just felt his heart "bang bang" jump a few times, he quickly lowered his head, picked up the spoon to turn the dishes in the frying pan, he clearly felt his face a little hot.

Qing nine didn't notice his strange, after cutting those green onions, he went to find Xue Lin.

He is a weak scholar who has no power to bind a chicken. If a little demon comes out of nowhere, he will be finished.

Qing Jiu goes to the front hall and sees Xue Linzheng standing alone in the open yard. Because it's dark, he can't really see the corpses in the yard, but Xue Lin in white is very conspicuous in the moonlight.

His white clothes were stained with a lot of soil and even bloodstains, but he felt "left behind and independent" when he stood there.

His thin body showed a strong loneliness, which made Qing Jiu's pace slow down unconsciously.

"Miss Song, you are here." Xue Lin turned around with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were red. He should have just cried.

"Are you all right, young master Xue?" Qing Jiu asked cautiously. In one day, Zhou Yichen and Xue Lin lost their closest friends.

"No harm." Xue Lin sighed and looked down at his white clothes. He couldn't help laughing at himself and said, "it's really impolite of me to wear such inappropriate clothes to see you. I'll go back to my room and change my clothes later." With a sorry smile, he turned and walked quickly to his room.

After Xue Lin changed his clothes, he went directly to the back to find Zhou Yichen; Zhou Yichen and Qing Jiu have already finished the meal, waiting for Xue Lin to come and eat together.

"I'm not good at cooking. You can have a bite." Zhou Yichen picked up his chopsticks and signaled that everyone could start eating.

Xue Lin obviously had no appetite. After tasting every dish, he put down his chopsticks and sat quietly waiting for them to finish eating; Qing Jiu is not hungry at all, but he can't bear to see his hard work for such a long time, so he can only try his best to put it in his mouth.

After dinner, Zhou Yichen continued to study the martial arts books. Xue Lin went to tidy up the things of Xue Fu, while Qing Jiu found a clean room to sleep.

Half a month later, Qing Jiu, Zhou Yichen and Xue Lin left for the demon family sword grave.

The closer to the tomb, the more oppressive the three felt.

Plants and animals are decreasing bit by bit, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the musty smell in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

Feeling more and more evil, Qing Jiu takes out a small bottle from the bag and calls the two people in front.

"This is the magic demon Dan. After eating it, the whole body will be full of evil spirit, and the demon clan can't see any flaws, but this can only last for one day, so we should hurry up after we go in, and come out of the demon clan sword grave before the magic demon Dan loses its effectiveness, otherwise we will all become the next wine and food of the demon clan." Qing Jiu estimates that he will soon enter the territory of the demon clan, so he urges them to eat, and he also eats one.

"There is no demon guarding the demon family sword grave. I think maybe it's because of the demon chopping sword. Many ordinary demons can't get close to it, so it's safer for us to go in; But once Zhou Yichen gets the sword, the demon clan will be aware of it and we will escape as soon as possible. " Qing Jiu's voice sounds steady, but she knows how nervous she is.

"What if, if we lose time? Can the magic magic Dan be eaten again? " Xue Lin grew up well-dressed and well fed. Although he had nothing to do with plain food, he went to a monster's lair again. He swallowed nervously, holding a valuable sword in his hand, trembling slightly.

Qing Jiu and Zhou Yichen look at each other. It seems that they have reached an agreement in an instant, making Xue Lin beside confused.

"Mr. Xue, you can stay here and wait for us." Qing Jiu said with a smile, followed by a hand knife, Xue Lin only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then he lost consciousness.

Zhou Yichen put Xue Lin under a tree. The grass around it was so high that it could cover Xue Lin.

"Let's go." Zhou Yichen made sure to hide him, and then called Qing Jiu to go with him.

"I hope you can wake up a part of your power after you get the chopping sword this time, so that it won't be so difficult for us to find other holy things in the future." Qing Jiu took a deep breath, slightly tightened his hand, bit his lip and walked forward.

Zhou Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, grasped the sword in his hand, and tried to make himself calm. He took a few steps forward and walked side by side with Qing Jiu.

The territory of the demon clan is not very big. After all, most of the demons are free and happy, and only a few of the little demons and some of the demons who have played enough are left here.

In addition to the demon market, most of the time, there are no demons on the street, unlike the human street where there are hawkers setting up stalls every day.

There are many houses around the street. At first glance, they are not much different from the houses in the world. But if you look closely, you will find that there are almost no windows in these houses, and the doors of the houses are hanging open.

Zhou Yichen came to a place where there were few people for the first time. He was a little nervous, but he thought that he was half a "demon" with evil spirit. There was nothing to be afraid of.

"When will Xue Lin wake up?" Zhou Yichen asked in a low voice.

"I'll wake him up, and he'll wake up." Qing Jiu carefully observed the surrounding environment, delicate eyebrow slightly wrinkled.

Suddenly, there was a strange feeling in Zhou Yichen's heart. His heart was beating violently. It seemed that something was shaking with his heart beat at the same rhythm not far away. His intuition told him that it was a magic sword.

"Qing Jiu, I feel it." Zhou Yichen nervously covered his heart and scratched several sweat on his side face.

Qing nine heart a tight, the whole person's nerves are immediately nervous up, regardless of the surrounding situation, stretch out his hand to pull Zhou Yichen's wrist, immediately at a very human speed in the street shuttle.

Gradually, the surrounding scene became more and more desolate, until a "mountain" stood in front of the two people.

It is not so much a mountain as a pile of swords, because it is like a pile of swords.

Zhou Yichen felt that his heart was about to jump out, and his feet unconsciously walked towards it.