After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Taking advantage of the darkness of night, Qi Jing and Nangong Ziyi took Bi Fang, the twelve shadow guards, and according to the original plan, boarded a carriage and headed straight for Northern Xinjiang.

Inside the Jinhua Hall, Qi Wangshan looked at the vast night outside the window, as if asking Jinzhu and talking to himself: "Is it right or wrong to let him go alone?"

Jin Zhu still had the same smile on her face: "Whether it's right or wrong, you have already made a decision in your heart, haven't you?"

"That's right," Qi Wangshan turned his eyes back and landed on the map in front of him, "With Ale Qing here, even if Jing'er falls into Xia Bu's hands, it will be fine. This capital is the real danger. .”

"Your Majesty has grown up," Jin Zhu suddenly boasted, "What he lacks is time and experience. Given time, this world will still belong to Your Majesty."

How could Qi Wangshan not understand what he meant, his turbid eyes suddenly brightened up, he swept away the suffocation before, his spirit was hale and hearty, and his gaze was firm: "God is merciful, give Gu a little more time, let Gu rectify this filthy capital, Return Jing'er to a clean world!"

Jin Zhu looked at his old master: "It will definitely be as you wish."

As Nangong Ziyi said, the further north you go, the stronger the wind and snow.

When Qi Jing and his group walked halfway, the wind and snow became thicker and thicker, almost burying people's calves, not to mention the horses pulling the carriage, and even people couldn't move an inch.

Even hiding in the carriage covered with thick felt, Qi Jing could still hear the whistling wind and snow outside the carriage.

Qi Jing couldn't help but lifted a corner of the curtain and took a look outside. The cold gust of wind wrapped in snowflakes like goose feathers, which scraped his face involuntarily, and a burning pain came from the side of his cheek instantly.

Qi Jing gasped with a "hiss", put down the curtain and shrank back, carefully covered his face, and asked Nangong Ziyi, "Quickly see if I'm disfigured?"

Nangong Ziyi shook her head with a smile, and slowly poured him a cup of steaming tea: "It's still early, why don't you sleep for a while."

Qi Jing took the steaming teacup, put it on the half of his cheek that had just been devastated by ice and snow, and gently covered it, frowning: "If I knew it, I would have set off half a day earlier. When I came, I would encounter a blizzard. When will I be able to return?" Catch up with Uncle You and Yan Zhilan?"

They were unlucky. On the third day of their departure, they encountered a rare blizzard outside the pass. It was already difficult for a group of people to go forward against the new wind. What's more, the snow was getting tighter and tighter. There was still no sign of clearing up on the fifth day. Everyone's physical strength is also about to be exhausted.If it goes on like this, I'm afraid everyone's lives will be in danger.

Qi Jing regretted and blamed himself, and fell into self-doubt under anxiety.If he hadn't insisted on going his own way at the beginning, he wouldn't have let so many people get into trouble; the trip to northern Xinjiang was his personal business, but now not only Nangong Ziyi, but also the life and death of Bifang's twelve guards, made him heal. Feeling uneasy.

Nangong Ziyi finally stopped drinking tea leisurely. He lifted the curtain, stared at the white snow in the distance, and ordered: "Find a place to stay and rest before dark."

After finishing speaking, he returned to the carriage and said with a smile to Qi Jing: "How? By doing this, my cousin can feel more at ease?" He has long seen that Qi Jing is soft-hearted and kind, and he can't bear others to suffer because of him, it's just the way of the king However, it is not that blindly being nice to people can buy people's hearts.

The attendants outside the carriage immediately cheered when they heard his words, and even the twelve guards of Bi Fang who were helping from the side were secretly relieved and exchanged a tacit look with each other.

Qi Jing still couldn't be happy: "There are few people here, and you can't see a village or town even if you walk hundreds of miles. Now the wind and snow are heavy, and there are no shelters around, how can you rest?"

In the first few days, they could still use their spiritual power to prop up the barrier for protection, but now their spiritual power was passing too fast, and everyone was physically exhausted, so they had to put away their spiritual power and move forward with difficulty like ordinary people.

Thinking of this level, Qi Jing sighed again, and cursed in his heart: What kind of broken setting is this!Also "Xian Tian"?In other novels, monks waved their sleeves to move the clouds and rain. It was his turn, let alone the clouds and rain. In the face of a violent storm, it was fine if he didn't get rubbed against the ground.

Nangong Ziyi comforted him and said, "Don't worry, I walked this road a few years ago. If I remember correctly, there should be a place that can shelter from the wind and snow less than 300 miles ahead. .”

In order to be on the safe side, and to catch up with Yan Zhilan and Fuyou sooner, the path they are taking now is a shortcut that Nangong Ziyi discovered when he was traveling.The surrounding area is inaccessible and the wilderness is everywhere. It takes a short time to go to northern Xinjiang and the journey is fast.If there were no accidents, they might arrive in northern Xinjiang a day and a half earlier than Yan Zhilan and Fuyou, but they were unlucky to encounter such a ghostly weather.

There is no other way to be anxious right now, Qi Jing can only sit back and wait.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a commotion outside.A guard reported through the curtain: "Master, someone is calling for help."

Qi Jing and Nangong Ziyi looked at each other: this time, this place?

Nangong Ziyi lifted the curtain, and Qi Jing poked out half of his head to look over.

The person who asked them for help was a young man with ragged clothes and a pale face. Hearing the movement, he turned his head to look this way with great difficulty, his eyes were bright and he let out his breath, and his voice was weak: "Please... help me..."

When he saw Qi Jing, his eyes suddenly burst into a light that cannot be ignored, and he almost crawled towards Qi Jing, with tears in his eyes, trembling dry lips, and spit out two words : "Young master..."

It's just that maybe he had exhausted a lot of physical strength before, and he passed out after being overwhelmed by emotions.

Qi Jing froze for a moment, a picture flashed in his mind, it was—— Mozhi!He hurriedly asked the guards to carry him into the carriage.

Nangong Ziyi looked over, raised her eyebrows, and asked silently with her lips: "Know?"

Qi Jing ignored his appreciative gaze, and stepped forward to check Mo Zhi's condition in person. Fortunately, he just passed out due to exhaustion, hunger, and nothing serious.

After changing him into clean and comfortable clothes, Qi Jing was free and told Nangong Ziyi exactly how he saved him before.

Nangong Ziyi's thoughtful eyes fell on Mo Zhi: "So, he is a commoner monk."

Qi Jing knew what he was thinking, and replied: "I have checked secretly, and there is no problem with his background."

Nangong Ziyi smiled, "I don't know if there is a problem with her background, but she appeared in front of us for no reason, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Qi Jing looked at him in surprise: "You doubt him?"

"No," Nangong Ziyi shook her head and said mysteriously, "I never doubt anyone, and it is always others who rush to show me the flaws."

Although Qi Jing was used to this man's arrogant and boastful face from time to time, he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Nangong Ziyi laughed loudly: "I knew it would be a long journey, and it would be a lot more fun to have my little cousin by my side."

Fortunately, Mo Zhi woke up in a short time, and after eating some hot porridge to restore his strength, he confessed first.

It turned out that he saw Qi Jing driving by chance that day, and after knowing that the son who saved him was the emperor, he instantly understood why Qi Jing had gone so hard to take him away before.

In order to live up to Qi Jing's intentions, he worked harder and practiced harder, and only hoped that one day he could stand beside the king and do something for him.

Until New Year's Eve, a servant from the palace found his residence and told him that the emperor was about to secretly leave for the northern border, and the northern border was extremely dangerous, and he was close to death. If he wanted to repay the emperor, there was only one Chance.

Although Mo Zhi also doubted the identity of the visitor, the little servant seemed to have expected it. He not only explained how Qi Jing rescued him and how to arrange him in detail, but also pointed Qi Jing to use it for him. The hairpin used as a keepsake looks ordinary, but its materials are precious and only found in the palace.

Mo Zhi used that hairpin to secretly ask and visit many bank managers. He knew that the little servant was right, so he believed it.In the middle of the night of the second day, the man came again and told him that Qi Jing was about to leave, and explained clearly the route that Qi Jing was going to take and the accompanying entourage.

Mo Zhi still had doubts, until that night, when he guarded the corner of the city gate that the man told him, and saw two carriages running out of the city in the dark, he completely believed the man's words.

He had no possessions and no carriage, so he followed him day and night, and finally caught up with Qi Jing when his physical and spiritual strength were about to be exhausted.

After Mo Zhi finished speaking, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes, and then he covered it up, still with that determined look, and said to Qi Jing: "Mo Zhi is reckless, Mo Zhi is willing to be punished, I just ask you not to drive me away, Mo Zhi I swear to die to follow your majesty."

He is obviously just a teenager, but he has to pretend to be an adult.Qi Jing rubbed his messy head in a funny way: "Okay, it's all here, let's rest first."

Mo Zhi finally showed a flustered expression commensurate with his age, and said at a loss, "Your Majesty?"

Qi Jing summoned the guards and took him to another carriage to rest, "Go, have a good sleep."

Mo Zhi clutched the corner of his clothes for a long time before he realized it, and followed the guard with a step and three turns.

The car curtain was put down again, the smile on Qi Jing's face disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression, and he said to Nangong Ziyi: "Is someone watching our whereabouts?"

Nangong Ziyi didn't care much and said, "What's so strange about this? You are Your Majesty."

Qi Jing is not as optimistic and worried as they are: "But they even know which way we are going to go and when we are going to leave. How can they be so accurate when we are not even sure when we are not going?"

Nangong Ziyi half-lyed down lazily, and raised her legs: "What should come will always come, and there is no way to avoid it."

Hearing this, Qi Jing looked at him suspiciously: "Why do I feel like you already knew about it? Are you not worried at all?"

Nangong Ziyi stretched out a finger and shook it: "These kittens and puppies can't make a big deal. Only the one in Beijiang still has some weight."

When Qi Jing heard it, he was even more sure that this guy must know something, but he just refused to tell the truth when he asked the other party about other things.

Qi Jing was extremely depressed, Nangong Ziyi closed her eyes and said leisurely: "Instead of worrying about this, why not think about how to clean up the mess left behind by your sweetheart later."

"What sweetheart?" Qi Jing was stunned, "What a mess."

Nangong Ziyi lazily raised her eyelids and glanced at him, with a half-smile: "I thought he was the only idiot, but you are also an idiot. Tsk, two idiots, watch the game!"

After saying this sentence that made Qi Jing inexplicable, he turned his back to Qi Jing, and went to rest on his own, leaving Qi Jing to think hard for a long time without trying to understand what he said.

He simply turned his head and threw himself at him like a human sandbag——

"Tarzan is on top!"

"Ah——the waist is broken!" Nangong Ziyi screamed, and stopped pretending to be asleep. She pushed him with both hands and feet. Her demeanor and temperament were all gone, and she hissed, "Get out!"

Qi Jing saw that the fire was almost ready, he smiled, straddled his back, and asked him: "Have you thought about it? Say it or not?"

Nangong Ziyi had tears in her eyes: "Say...I say..."

"I wish I had known him earlier!" Qi Jing slapped his butt heavily, and said triumphantly, "Say it, cousin—"

Nangong Ziyi's whole body froze, her face turned green: "I killed you!!! No one has ever dared to hit me!!! You are looking for death!!!"

Qi Jing was caught off guard by him and was thrown off by him, his head hit the car floor above his head with a bang, and he grinned in pain: "You!"

"do not move!"

Nangong Ziyi's expression suddenly turned serious.

Qi Jing covered his painful head and asked him silently with his lips: "What's wrong?"

Nangong Ziyi also replied with her lips: "Here we are."

Qi Jing's eyes widened in surprise: "Are you here? Northern Xinjiang?"

Nangong Ziyi gave him a light touch, and returned to her normal expression: "What are you thinking? I mean, the resting place is here."

"Cut!" Qi Jing squinted at him, "It's just a resting place, what are you doing so mysteriously? It made me think something happened."

Although he was disgusted on his lips, he was actually happy in his heart.Sitting in the carriage for a few days has long been boring. When I heard about the resting place, I immediately thought of a soft and comfortable bed and delicious hot meals, and I wished I could jump down and have a comfortable sleep.

It's just that before his hand touched the car curtain, he heard Nangong Ziyi calmly say: "Are you in such a hurry?"

Qi Jing looked back at him: "Don't you want to go down and stretch your muscles?"

"I think so, but—" Nangong Ziyi winked at him, "Cousin, be careful, this is a black shop."

"Black shop!" Qi Jing was shocked, causing Nangong Ziyi to roll her eyes, "Yes, black shop. Be careful that you are sleeping soundly at night, and you will be dragged to the back kitchen and chopped into meat stuffed buns."

Even though he knew that he was attacking him, Qi Jing still couldn't help imagining the picture, couldn't help shivering, and said hesitantly: "Then why don't we go down? It's better to hurry."

Unexpectedly, Nangong Ziyi lifted the curtain of the car with a smile, and said, "If you don't go and have a look, wouldn't you be disappointing the gift specially prepared for us?"

Qi Jing followed him and jumped out of the carriage: "Great gift?" At this time, the wind and snow had stopped, and the cold was penetrating his bones. As soon as he jumped out of the warm carriage, he sneezed.

"Yes, a great gift," Nangong Ziyi said with something in his words, "my cousin will definitely like this great gift."

Qi Jing was so itchy by what he said, and wanted to ask him, but the other party had already walked forward, so he had no choice but to follow, and Mo Zhi followed closely behind.

The group stopped in front of a place that looked like an inn.

The houses made of thick stones are low and flat, and are not eye-catching in the vast snow sea. In addition, the roof and door eaves are almost completely covered under the snow. If the passers-by are faster, they will easily be ignored. .

However, it was in this inconspicuous little place that a two-person-high stone tablet stood at the entrance, and the inscription on it was mostly covered by the wind and snow, leaving a little bit of handwriting for people to guess.

It was dusk at the moment, and although the lights were on inside, the doors and windows were closed tightly, and there was no sound coming out, and it seemed extraordinarily silent in the vast sky and earth.

Qi Jing lightly tugged on the sleeve of Nangong Ziyi in front, and asked in a low voice: "I think something is wrong here."

Nangong Ziyi turned her head, chuckled lightly, and said, "If it's not right, it's right."

"what?"

Qi Jing was still in a daze, and the guards brought by Nangong Ziyi kicked open the door.

A thick and pungent smell of blood rushed into his nose instantly, Qi Jing was so choked that he retreated again and again, he had to cover his nose with his sleeve, frowned and said: "This is—"

"It's the blood of wild animals." Nangong Ziyi seemed not surprised, and walked in like a stroll in the courtyard.

When Qi Jing heard that it was animal blood, not human blood, he breathed a sigh of relief when he raised his eyes and saw him walking into the house. Fearing that there was a fraud in the house, he quickly stopped him: "Hey——"

However, it was already a step too late, Nangong Ziyi had already walked in, stood in the center of the room and looked around.

Seeing that nothing happened, Qi Jing fell into his stomach with a high hanging heart, and walked in.

The smell of blood in the inn was stronger than standing at the door, Qi Jing felt like he was in a pool of blood at the moment, his whole body was enveloped by this stench, and he felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the inn was clearly lit and half-used meals were still steaming on the table, but there was no one there.It was full of bloody smell, but no corpse of the beast was seen.No matter how you look at this situation, it's weird.

Qi Jing couldn't help moving closer to Nangong Ziyi: "Where are the people here?"

"People?" Nangong Ziyi smiled, then raised her legs and walked back, "The people are probably here."

Enduring the discomfort, Qi Jing followed him and stopped in front of a crumbling firewood shed.

Nangong Ziyi paused at the door, sweeping away the carelessness before, and told Qi Jing: "Remember, no matter what you see later, don't panic."

Qi Jing nodded and said, "Okay." He secretly guessed in his heart who was inside, or what happened to make Nangong Ziyi so cautious.Could it be—

"Squeak—" With a sound, the door of the small firewood room was opened.

To Qi Jing's great surprise, there was no bloody scene as he had imagined, except that it was a little messy, it was just an ordinary small woodshed.What caught his attention was that by the side of the firewood pile in the corner, a slender figure was facing away from them, and the spirit sword held in his right hand was pointing to the ground, and was dripping with unknown weight. liquid.

Qi Jing was taken aback for a moment, this figure...had been sleeping with the other party for several months, he was very familiar with it - it was Yan Zhilan!

A torrent called joy swept across Qi Jing's body in an instant. Qi Jing didn't expect to meet Yan Zhilan here. He was excited, happy and shocked for a while, but his first reaction was not to talk to Yan Zhilan, but to talk to Yan Zhilan. He lowered his head nervously and looked at himself to see if there was anything wrong.

Yan Zhilan heard the movement, turned his face slightly, and said hoarsely, "Who?"

Qi Jing noticed with sharp eyes that his right hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, and couldn't help but took a step forward: "Why are you here?"

"careful!"

Before Qi Jing finished speaking, a cold light hit his face, at the same time Nangong Ziyi yelled and stood sideways in front of Qi Jing.

"Chong!"

The gold-painted bone fan collided with the Spirit Sword Seven Stars, making a crisp sound.

The two of them slapped each other with their swords, and started fighting without any explanation.

Between the sword light and fan shadow, Qi Jing suddenly realized: puppet array!Otherwise, Yan Zhilan would not fail to hear his voice!

Yan Zhilan's offensive was strong, and with the blessing of Qi Jing's original alchemy core, his cultivation level was a star and a half higher than Nangong Ziyi's. Nangong Ziyi was quickly attacked and retreated steadily.

Qi Jing's eyes suddenly blurred, and several guards brought by Nangong Ziyi also rushed over, stumbling Yan Zhilan's footsteps, buying Nangong Ziyi a little breathing time.

Qi Jing looked at Yan Zhilan who was as cold as ice, with no human emotion in his eyes, and finally remembered something was wrong.

Although Yan Zhilan was controlled by the puppet formation before, he was basically stuck in boxing skills and rarely used spiritual power.But now Yan Zhilan not only knows how to exercise spiritual power, but also knows how to summon the Seven Star Spirit Sword.this means--

Yan Zhilan, he was completely controlled by the puppet array!Become a murderous puppet who only knows to obey orders and loses consciousness!

The guards brought by Nangong Ziyi didn't last long, and they were beaten by Yan Zhilan without any power to fight back.

With a sound of "嗤——", the Seven Star Spirit Sword pierced into the chest of one guard without hesitation, and then pulled out its backhand without hesitation and pierced into the body of another guard.

The seven stars of the spirit sword glowing with blue aura, on the blue sword, drops of bright red blood kept rolling down.

Qi Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and while Yan Zhilan pointed Qixing at Nangong Ziyi expressionlessly, he dodged in front of Nangong Ziyi.

The Seven Star Spirit Sword paused, and could no longer pierce an inch forward.

Nangong Ziyi fell to the ground, in a panic, coughing up blood.He wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his lips, and said with deep eyes, "I made it up to you."

Qi Jing stood opposite Yan Zhilan, looking straight at the eyes that were supposed to be as bright as stars, gathering spiritual power in the palm of his right hand holding the Seven Star Spirit Sword, and slid along the body of the sword with lightning speed It reached his wrist, and then the bloody hand grasped his lifeblood, and pumped all the spiritual power into his body.

Yan Zhilan trembled all over, and finally a gleam of clarity appeared in his dark eyes, his upper and lower thin lips touched lightly, and he uttered two barely audible words: "Qi Jing?"

The author has something to say: he is here, he is here, he is here with full love!

Nangong Ziyi who was fed a big mouthful of dog food: I am too difficult!