Fast Transmigration: Save Him

"Patriarch?" Blood shadow sneered, "the clan leader should take it as a training tool for Zhou Yichen. The power of the chopping magic sword is extraordinary. Even if I get close to it, I will feel the cold. You just have to watch them in the dark and move your hand occasionally, OK? " His blood red eyes were full of strange red light. He stood up, turned around and disappeared in the hall.

Kneeling under his hands, he lowered his head for a while. Then he raised his head and looked up at the throne above. He found that the patriarch had disappeared. Then he stood up in a trance and slowly withdrew.

Half a month later, the three people had almost recovered, and Zhou Yichen had already got the position of the second sacred object, which was on the cliff of the far north.

"Far north? There should be a lot of monsters there, too. " Qing Jiu liked to read some strange books when she was a child. Now I wonder if these things have been predestined for a long time?

"Monster? Is it the demon clan? " Xue Lin frowned. He really knew little about these things.

"No, there are other things, but we used to call them monsters. In short, the more we get to the back, the more difficult it will be to obtain the holy things, and we should be more and more careful. " Qing Jiu bit his lip, took out a map he didn't know where to get it, put it on the table, took out his pen and drew a circle in a place.

"This is the place of the extreme north, but from a long time ago, there was a legend that no one could come out alive after walking in." Qing Jiu poured a cup of tea and put it in his hand.

Xue Lin stared at the circle on the map and said to himself unconsciously, "will there be many undead wandering?"

"I think there will be, so this time, Xue Lin, you still stay in a place to wait for us." Zhou Yichen looked at Xue Lin and said seriously.

"I..." Xue Lin bowed his head in frustration and reproached himself again.

"Xue Lin, one of the three of us must stay there. You are the most suitable person." Qing nine words a export, oneself all feel this sentence is really rotten burst.

"Xue Lin, there will always be opportunities in the future." Zhou Yichen patted him on the shoulder and gave him a comforting smile.

Xue Lin nodded and reluctantly hooked his lips.

"Qing Jiu, how strong is that blood shadow?" Zhou Yichen suddenly asked, this is the question he always wanted to ask after hearing Qing Jiu finish in the cellar that day.

"I don't know, but it's said that he is young, but his means and skills are far more than his father, or even the elders of all ethnic groups. I haven't met him." When Qingjiu thought of Xueying, he thought of his mother's dying appearance, his father and other people's dying appearance.

"We'd better be careful. We usually have three people together just in case." Zhou Yichen sighed, and the atmosphere in the room was suppressed.

"Let's go to the far north tomorrow. We'll have a good rest." Qing Jiu stands up, ready to go outside to buy something.

"I'll go with you." Zhou Yichen also stood up and looked at Qing Jiu. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He was still worried about his recent dream.

market.

They walked side by side in the noisy street, and neither of them spoke.

"Keke, Qingjiu, what do you want to buy?" Zhou Yichen couldn't stand such silence. He coughed with his right hand and asked casually.

"Dry food, medicinal materials, cotton cloth and clothes. By the way, I'll buy you and Xue Lin a thicker set of winter clothes; It's freezing in the extreme north. I can stand it. You can't stand it. " Qing Jiu bowed his head, pulled his fingers and calculated what he wanted to buy.

At this time, several children came running noisily. Zhou Yichen took Qing Jiu's hand and flashed aside.

Qing Jiu didn't have time to react. Her forehead hit Zhou Yichen's chest. In fact, she just estimated that those children couldn't hit her own.

"Are you all right?" Zhou Yichen has a lingering fear. He doesn't know how the panic at that moment came. He quickly looks down at Qing Jiu.

"Nothing." Qing nine step back, a smile, turned to buy dry food.

Zhou Yichen closed his eyes, almost unable to distinguish between dream and reality.

The next day, the three men set out to the far north to test Zhou Yichen's sword skills.

As a matter of fact, Zhou Yichen's imperial sword is really mediocre. Thanks to the spirit of the sword, otherwise all three of them would fall into the river now.

"I'll say I can do it? It's going to be here soon. You'll see! " Zhou Yichen said triumphantly, looking at the far north in front of him, he picked his eyebrows.

Not long after that, the chopping sword suddenly and violently shakes a few times, and then directly changes back to the original size.

"Ah

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Three people fell straight into the river.

Although the sun is shining high at this time, the river is freezing near the extreme north.

"Poof!" Zhou Yichen climbed out of the water, pulled Xue Lin by the collar with his right hand, dragged him to the bank, and then went back to find Qing Jiu.

"Qing Jiu! Thank you Zhou Yichen naturally knew that she would not be good, but he was still worried.

"Here I am!" Qing nine out of the water, two hands carrying their luggage and things, stride toward Zhou Yichen.

Zhou Yichen ran over quickly, borrowed the things in her hand, and walked toward the shore.

On landing, Qing Jiu sees Xue Lin lying on one side and squats down to check his condition.

"Is he all right?" Qing nine explored his nose, very weak, but still alive.

"He choked and fainted. By the way, he can't swim." Zhou Yichen took out the clothes from the bag and hung them on the stone next to him.

Qing Jiu gives Xue Lin a comfortable position to lie down.

"Let's have a rest here today. I'll find some firewood." Zhou Yichen twisted the corner of his clothes a few times, then picked up the chopping sword and went into the woods nearby.

Qing Jiu looked down at his wet clothes and sighed helplessly. Just as he wanted to do a Dharma to dry, he remembered what the demon attached to his grandmother had said and put his hand down again.

Here is the world, she can't cast the Dharma at will; That demon is right. Disobeying the way of heaven will be punished sooner or later.

"Cough, cough." Xue Lin opened his eyes, sat up and coughed hard. He felt a stabbing pain in his palm. When he raised his hand, he saw that his palm was cut by a stone.

"Are you awake?" Qing Jiu rushed over with a piece of cotton cloth in his hand.

"This cloth is dry. You can make do with it first." Qing Jiu wrapped Xue Lin's hand with cotton cloth and tied it with a cloth strip.

"Thank you very much." Xue Lin hooked his lips and brushed the sand with his other hand.

"How are you, Xue Lin?" Zhou Yichen came back with a pile of firewood and put it aside. He came to him and naturally put his hand on his forehead.

Qing nine in the side to see a Leng a Leng.

"No fever? Xue Lin, when are you so well? I remember that time when you were in the rain and your hair wasn't soaked, you burned it for two days. " Zhou Yichen joked that he took back his hand and turned to make a fire.

Qing Jiu frowned and looked at Xue Lin. a trace of doubt flashed in his heart, which was dispelled immediately.

How can she doubt her companion?

She shook her head to help Zhou Yichen make a fire.

evening.

Xue Lin early to find a comfortable place, holding his sword, closed his eyes to sleep.

Qing Jiu and Zhou Yichen sat by the fire, ready to watch the night in turn.

"You go to bed. I can stay all night." Qing Nine Yang Yang chin, signal week also Chen to go to bed.

"No, let's take turns." Zhou Yichen strongly supported his consciousness and blinked hard. After a while, his eyelids drooped.

Qing nine suppress smile, also no longer speak, just secretly looking at the appearance of Zhou Yichen.

His eyes closed slowly, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, his head dropped abruptly, and then he woke up suddenly.

Zhou Yichen raised his hand, wiped his face hard, and patted it a few times, which made him sober.

Qing Jiu smiles and looks up at the sky. It's not completely dark yet. Why are these two sleepy?

She closed her eyes, calmed down and carefully distinguished the sounds around her.

The sound of wind, water, insects, breathing... And, sad!

Qing Jiu thought of the dead in the far north. He opened his eyes, stood up and looked around, as if something was coming out at any time.

"Bang bang." The chopping sword vibrated violently, but its owner was still sleeping.

Is it for her?

"Protoss, we haven't seen each other for thousands of years!" An ethereal voice came from the woods.

It's really for her.

"Who are you?" Qing Jiu squinted. The whip had already appeared in his hand.

"It is said that the protoss are immortal. If we eat you, can we become gods? Ha ha ha

"Ha ha ha..."

Laughter came from all directions, men and women, old and young, sharp and deep, which made Qing Jiu's ears uncomfortable.

"How dare you covet the flesh and blood of the protoss? I don't think you're going to live long enough! " Qing Jiu raised his hand and waved a whip toward the woods. There was a scream in the woods immediately.

"It's not a small temper, so we're not polite." As soon as the words fell, countless dead people poured out from the woods, and all the white shadows floated towards Qing Jiu.

"Wow

A figure blocks in front of Qing Jiu, the dead in front of him are reduced to ashes.

"How did you wake up?" Qing Jiu looks at Zhou Yichen in front of him.

"The chopping sword woke me up, you see!" He showed her his hand.

His hand had worn out a red mark, and a little blood oozed out.

"Why does chopping sword have such a big reaction? In principle, apart from protecting its owner, it is protecting other sacred objects. " Qing nine looking at in front of the light of the sword, always feel what's wrong.

Seeing the sword coming out, the spirits all around fled.

"It seems that these undead just made me sleep." Zhou Yichen put away the sword and turned to look at Qing Jiu. He looked at her in the light of the fire and found that she was not hurt. Then he was relieved.

"Let's watch the night together. I'm not sleepy anyway." Zhou Yichen sat by the fire, holding the chopping sword on his chest, staring at the fire in a daze.