After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Yan Zhilan stood tall and straight at the stone gate, because of the backlight, he couldn't see his face clearly.The Seven Stars Spirit Sword in his hand fell to the ground, and the blade of the sword scratched the ground paved with stone slabs, making a scalp-numbing "stinging, stinging" sound.

Qi Jing stopped when he stepped out, and he looked down.

Zheng Zheng clutched his sleeve tightly with the other hand that was not broken, and looked up at him with effort, his face was solemn: "Jun, Your Majesty, don't go...I...have you... "

He had almost reached the point of exhaustion, but he still stubbornly refused to turn his head, staring at Qi Jing as if he was asking for some proof.

Qi Jing looked at him calmly: "No."

Zheng Zheng made a ho-ho sound in his throat, and he seemed to want to say something, but because of the backlash of the devil's breath, he couldn't utter a word.

Qi Jing squatted down/body up, and looked at him at the same level: "Zheng Zheng, I helped you out of the siege earlier, but I didn't want to bully the few. I didn't do it because it was you. It would be any irrelevant person. , I will still do it. From the beginning to the end of this matter, you are wrong. To me, you are just an ordinary Da Yue people."

Zheng Zheng's eyes were full of disbelief, and he shook his head frantically.

Qi Jing continued: "I never did anything to you before, not now, and never will in the future."

Zheng Zheng was speechless, his wide-open eyes were gradually clouded with mist, and his throat made a whining sound similar to that of a small animal when it was injured.

Qi Jing stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "I don't love him, so I don't hate him either."

After all, no matter how Zheng Zheng struggled to hold him back, Qi Jing threw off his hand with a little effort, and walked towards Yan Zhilan who was standing at the stone gate.

Yan Zhilan just stood firmly at the door, neither making a sound nor moving.

Although Qi Jing felt a little strange in his heart, the joy of seeing him again quickly diluted this feeling. Without thinking about it, he walked towards him in three steps at a time.

However, just as he stood firmly in front of Yan Zhilan, when he wanted to ask him something, he was suddenly hugged from behind, and immediately lost his balance, and both fell to the ground.

At the same time, a flash of sword energy could barely scratch a strand of hair on his cheek, and Qi Jing's heart skipped a beat. If it wasn't for Zheng Zheng's blow just now, where the sword energy struck, It was his heart.

The strand of broken hair broke in response to the sound, and fluttered down from the air.

Qi Jing's back was pressed against Zheng Zheng's chest, and Zheng Zheng gasped for breath, breathing against his ears, and tried his best to say the last sentence in a breath: "He...bewitched, Your Majesty...be careful... "

While speaking, Ling Lie's sword energy came in front of him again, Qi Jing rolled twice, avoiding his sword edge, and at the same time shouted: "Nine Saints!"

The two spirit swords collided, and dazzling sparks burst out.At this staggered gap, Qi Jing pressed his palm on Yan Zhilan's left shoulder, injecting a mass of rich spiritual power into his body.

Yan Zhilan's movements stopped, and after a while, he blinked slowly, his pupils gradually focused, and his eyes fell on Qi Jing: "Qi Jing."

Qi Jing's heart temporarily fell to the ground, exhaled, put away the Nine Sages, and asked him: "What's going on?"

A rare look of bewilderment appeared on Yan Zhilan's face: "I..." He closed his eyes, shook his head, his expression slightly painful, "I don't know. I just remember, Zheng Zheng told me, The seal of the demon door was loose, and you died for the demon. Then... I don't know anything..."

Hearing what he said, Qi Jing turned to look at Zheng Zheng, and when she wanted to ask clearly, she froze.

It turned out that at some point, Zheng Zheng had completely disappeared.

His obsessive gaze was firmly locked on Qi Jing's figure, but his wide-open eyes had already lost their luster, and his face was pale.

Qi Jing was silent, turned his head to Yan Zhilan and said: "You were deceived by him. It's not me who died, but Laojun."

Yan Zhilan was stunned for a moment, suddenly seemed to understand something, his eyes lightly passed over Zheng Zheng's body, and landed on Qi Jing again, frowning: "This person has sinister intentions, really hateful."

Qi Jing forced a smile and turned to ask other questions: "I'm trapped here without knowing the sun. How is the situation outside now?"

Yan Zhilan looked at him steadily, pursed his lips: "Are you injured?"

Qi Jing was stunned for a moment, he was already mentally prepared, no matter what kind of bad news he heard, he had to calm down and never panic.It's just that Yan Zhilan, who has always taken the world as his own responsibility, answered him not about the world, but a tactful word of concern for him.

After Qi Jing froze for a while, his heart suddenly blossomed with joy, and he suddenly felt sweet.Even so, his face was still indifferent, and he pretended to be reserved: "It's nothing, Zheng Zheng dare not hurt me."

Yan Zhilan nodded: "Since he tried his best to lock you here, he must be thinking of torture and humiliate you in every possible way, and he will not take your life easily."

Qi Jing was dumbfounded, did Yan Zhilan think so?Fortunately, he didn't speak quickly to tell the real reason why Zheng Zheng didn't kill him.That's fine, since Zheng Zheng is dead, some things should be treated as if they never existed.

After thinking this through, Qi Jing suddenly felt relaxed physically and mentally, and said to Yan Zhilan: "Maybe it's like this, it's just that he's exhausted all his tricks, and he never expected the end of the matter, but he was first bitten by the devil's breath, saving my life. "

As he said this, he suddenly heard a noisy noise from outside, as if a lot of people were coming, mixed with the cries, cursing, and begging for mercy of countless people.

Qi Jing asked in surprise, "What's that sound?"

Before Yan Zhilan could answer, he couldn't help but walk out.

These voices seemed to be separated from him by a barrier. He could hear them clearly, but he couldn't see a shadow of a person. It was too strange.

Qi Jing paused, looked down at his hands, his sleeve was held by a hand that was so white that it was almost transparent, preventing him from going out to find out.

Qi Jing raised his eyes and looked at Yan Zhilan.

Yan Zhilan looked at him gravely, and said two words: "Don't go."

Looking at his calm expression, Qi Jing finally realized something was wrong belatedly.He stared at Yan Zhilan without blinking: "What happened?"

Yan Zhilan and him looked at each other for a while, just when Qi Jing was about to give up, thinking that he would not tell the truth to him.The other party finally opened his mouth, but he said another irrelevant thing.

He looked at Qi Jing quietly, and said, "I just remembered a dream I had many years ago."

Qi Jing was confused and looked at him for no reason.

Yan Zhilan stared into his eyes, writing clearly: "Yan Zhilan in the dream was imprisoned by the tyrant Qi Jing, tortured and humiliated to death in every possible way."

Qi Jing's heart skipped a beat, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, he couldn't help shivering.He looked at Yan Zhilan, tried his best to pull the corners of his mouth, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Your dream is really too much."

Yan Zhilan looked at his face intently: "Your Majesty, do you want to know why the tyrant in the dream wanted to kill me?"

"Why?" Qi Jing was about to cry, the dog was playing with him!

The dream that Yan Zhilan was talking about was clearly the original plot of "Xian Tian"!Had it not been for saving his own life, would he have lived such a miserable life!

It was also because he was too stupid. After rescuing Yan Zhilan, not only did he not stay away from him, but he got along with him every day without any scruples. He only wanted to brush up the other party's favorability and leave a way out for himself.Just brushing and brushing, this favorability is not only full, it is simply too much, isn't it!He even handed over his body and mind.

Hearing what Yan Zhilan said suddenly, even if he claimed it was just a dream, Qi Jing's heart still sank deeply, making him have to recognize the reality. After a long time, he actually forgot, he This relationship with Yan Zhilan was just stolen by forcibly reversing the plot.If everything is back on track...

Thinking of this, the sweetness in Qi Jing's belly instantly dissipated without a trace, he didn't dare to think about it any more, his face lost all color, and he lowered his eyes to look away from Yan Zhilan.After a long time, I repeated the previous words: "Why?"

He also wanted to know why Qi Jing in the original book tried every means to kill Yan Zhilan.

Yan Zhilan took all his reactions into his eyes, and said softly, "Because of a prophecy."

"What premonition..." Qi Jing subconsciously asked halfway, then suddenly stopped.He suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Zhilan.

Yan Zhilan showed a sudden expression: "You know it too."

Qi Jing couldn't help taking a step back, his temples were throbbing with pain, he finally fully understood what Asiyao had given him in the dream earlier.

The word Yan on the baby Qi Jing's wrist, and the last sentence Asiyao said - killing can be broken.

Qi Jing backed back again and again in panic, until his back touched the cold stone wall, the coolness hit him, and he regained a little composure.

He heard Yan Zhilan's voice saying: "The divine descendant Asiyao once predicted that the monarch Qi Jing would eventually be lost because of Yan Shi alone..."

Qi Jing murmured to pick up his words: "The only way to break it is to find out and kill." He met Yan Zhilan's eyes blankly: "How do you know?"

Yan Zhilan looked at him without dodging, and said softly, "I learned it in my dream."

Having said that, he was very clear in his heart that there was no dream, but it was said accidentally by the tyrant in the previous life, and he firmly remembered it in his heart.In his previous life, until the last moment before his death, he still held deep resentment and could not die with peace.It's just an empty talk, how absurd and ridiculous that the tyrant slaughtered hundreds of people from the main branch of Yan's family.

Unexpectedly, as a human being in the reincarnation, he would have an inextricably linked relationship with Qi Jing in this life.He has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, and he has long decided in his heart that Qi Jing in this world is not the same person as the tyrant in the previous world, so he has no hatred for Qi Jing, only unstoppable affection.

Originally, he thought that after everything was settled, the two of them could look at the moon side by side and spend the rest of their lives together.But I can't think of it, good luck tricks people.Going round and round, to this day, even though they are in love with each other, the prophecy of the saint Asiyao is still irreversible and fulfilled in another cruel form.

Yan Zhilan suppressed all his emotions in his heart, his eyes gradually softened, and he said to Qi Jing in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, I won't let this happen."

While he was talking, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the corner of Qi Jing's mouth without warning.

Qi Jing widened his eyes in a daze, unable to speak in shock.

Yan Zhilan looked at him steadfastly, the corners of his lips slowly raised, a faint smile bloomed on his unparalleled handsome face, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he was like a gentleman like jade, rustling like bamboo.

Qi Jing's breathing was stagnant, and he was immediately stunned by the beauty, and became dizzy.After he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been fooled.

At some point, he was trapped in a magic circle by Yan Zhilan, unable to move.Wanting to ask Yan Zhilan to let him out, he opened his mouth and found that he couldn't make any sound.

Qi Jing suddenly felt bad, but now he was so trapped, he could only frantically signal Yan Zhilan to let him go with his eyes.

Yan Zhilan lowered his eyes, brushing the blade of the Seven Star Spirit Sword intently, not looking into his eyes at all.

Qi Jing was very anxious, he watched the magic breath in Yan Zhilan's eyes gradually surge up, and the black magic lines quickly covered his neck, face, half of the white wrists outside the sleeves, the back of his hands, until the whole body. People are completely shrouded in magic breath.

Qi Jing's heart was gradually filled with despair, what exactly did Yan Zhilan want to do?

"Do something that everyone will do," Yan Zhilan finally put down the seven stars in his hand as if he heard his voice, and looked up at him, Qi Jing couldn't understand in his eyes His expression remained the same indifferent tone, as if the sky had nothing to do with him, and he said to Qi Jing, "This is the safest place in the capital. You can come out when it's quiet outside."

After that, he didn't look at Qi Jing again, and strode out with Qixing in his hand.When he reached the stone gate, he stopped again.

A glimmer of hope grew in Qi Jing's already desperate heart, and he looked at him expectantly.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhilan fumbled on the stone wall to find the mechanism, and pressed it without hesitation.Accompanied by the dull sound of Shimen moving, he apologized and said in a low voice: "I missed the appointment, forget about me."

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