After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

The familiar ballad made Qi Jing, who was walking forward in a panic, pause at his feet, and his heart suddenly went blank.

He turned his head and glanced back in a daze, but the back was already covered by the monstrous fire, and he couldn't see anything except a piece of fire.

Yan Zhilan suddenly said: "Here we are."

Qi Jing turned around and found that at some point, there was a bright light in front of him, he was overjoyed, he quickly turned his head and said to Fu You: "Uncle You, we are going out soon."

However, the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

Fuyou's expression was very strange, he took a deep look at Qi Jing, his lips murmured and wanted to say something, but he closed it again after all.

Ale Rong was dead, and the control over him was naturally released. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, his tiger eyes were full of determination.

When Qi Jing met his eyes, he had a bad premonition, and his heart was full of panic: "Uncle You..."

His voice faltered.The next moment, Fuyou's hand pressed heavily on his body, just like what Ale Rong did to Nangong Ziyi before.

Qi Jing had only seen A Lerong's movements before, but didn't understand the meaning.Now, with a sudden flash of inspiration, he understood everything.He had vaguely guessed Fuyou's intention, and his heart was shocked.

A steady stream of strong spiritual power poured into his body with Fuyou's generous palm, Qi Jing rolled down tears unknowingly, choked up and begged: "Uncle You, don't...I beg you...don't..."

He wanted to struggle, but was firmly held down by Fuyou's big hands like iron pincers, unable to move.

Fuyou's nostalgic eyes fell on him, and he said in a deep voice: "Jing, Uncle You can't accompany you on the road ahead. Take care of yourself."

Qi Jing shook his head again and again, begging in a sad voice: "No! Uncle You! Uncle! Don't do this! If you leave, what should I do? What should I do?"

Like a helpless child, he was crying with snot and tears without image, and his heart was both uncomfortable and sour.

In this world, the first person who treats him well without reservation is Fuyou.

Fuyou filled the place where Qi Wangshan should have been. In his heart, he was like a big mountain, calm and reliable. He was used to the way that the other party stood by his side silently and cared about him all the time.It can be said that, in his heart, Fuyou is not that his father is better than his own father, and no one can replace him.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Fuyou sigh and said to him in a barely audible voice: "No matter where you come from, you are a good boy, live well instead of him."

Qi Jing was crying loudly, when he heard him say that, he trembled all over, and looked at him in disbelief through his teary eyes: "Uncle You..."

Fuyou looked at him with loving eyes, and said with a bitter smile: "After all, I brought up the child with my own hands, how could I not know that the inside has already changed?"

All the spiritual power of his years of painstaking cultivation has been passed on to Qi Jing at this moment, and he stretched out a hand full of calluses to gently touch the top of Qi Jing's head: "This secret, except for me, as long as you don't tell it, no one will know." .Go, there are people waiting for you outside."

With tears in Qi Jing's eyes, he was choked up and unable to speak, he could only utter one word: "No...no..."

Unexpectedly, Fuyou pushed him forward forcefully, Qi Jing was caught off guard by his sudden exertion, his center of gravity was unsteady and he fell to the ground, and was helped up by Yan Zhilan who rushed back after placing Nangong Ziyi behind him.

Fuyou looked at Yan Zhilan and said sternly, "Take him away!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around without hesitation, turned his back to him and went in the opposite direction. With a few vertical leaps, his figure disappeared in front of them in an instant.

Afterwards, his thick and powerful voice came back from afar, and it was the same ditty that Ale Rong sang before he died: "South of the mountain, top of the cloud, bottom of the water, birds fly, top of the sky, fish Children travel, wherever visitors come, homeless..."

It's just that Alerong's voice is full of relief of letting go of everything, while Fuyou's voice is relaxed and free and easy after the burden has been lifted.

Qi Jing stayed where he was in a daze, until the flames of the sky swept towards them, Yan Zhilan led him back quickly: "Let's go!"

At the same time, with his other hand, he picked up Nangong Ziyi who was unconscious on the ground, and managed to escape before being swallowed by the fire.

Xiabu's barrier was reduced to dust under the impact of the fire. The huge fire rushed out of the barrier, but it was extinguished instantly when it hit the water of Peng River, turning into lingering water vapor, surrounding them all around.

Enduring the pain in his heart, Qi Jing climbed ashore, wiped the moisture from his head and face, cooperated with Yan Zhilan to fish out Nangong Ziyi, who was still in a coma, and collapsed on the bank exhaustedly, panting.

However, in just a moment, he turned over like a carp, and jumped up from the ground.

After staying in the warm summer summer department for a few days, he actually forgot that it was still cold in the spring. Not long after he came out of the water, the water droplets on the ends of his hair had frozen into ice balls, and the thin layers on his body His clothes were all soaked, and they were tightly attached to his body. A gust of cold wind blew past him, making him shiver, and even his teeth could not help but chatter.

Looking at Yan Zhilan again, he was not much better, his handsome face was covered with frost.

Qi Jing wrapped his arms around himself, trying to be warmer, and couldn't help shaking when he spoke: "What should I do?"

Yan Zhilan looked around very quickly. The place where they are now is a shoal with fast-moving water and messy stones. This place is not suitable for berthing a boat, and naturally there is no boatman.Looking at the past, the surrounding area is desolate and inhabited, and there is no one living there.And behind them, there is an endless forest.

God's will tricks people, Ale Rong who chose this place originally intended to avoid the world, so as not to appear suddenly in front of people and cause unnecessary troubles, he never thought that, but now he almost froze Qi Jing and the others to death on the shore.

Qi Jing looked at Yan Zhilan anxiously, Yan Zhilan made a decisive decision and helped Nangong Ziyi: "Go to the forest."

Seeing that the night was falling, the weather was gloomy, and the snow was about to come. They urgently needed to find a place to escape the cold at this moment, and this shoal was obviously not an excellent place.

Although there are many wild animals in the forest and there are many dangers, it is much better than being on the shallows.At least, they can pick some branches to make a fire to keep out the cold.If you are lucky, you may find a cave, which can not only keep out the cold, but also shelter from the wind and rain, and avoid the coming snowstorm.

Qi Jing followed him into the woods. It seemed that there had just been a heavy snowfall. The snow on the ground had not yet melted. Reflecting the night sky, it was not as dark and terrifying as he had imagined. , much brighter.

In addition, there are many trees, which somewhat block the howling cold wind. Although the clothes on the body are still soaked, they are much warmer than before without the wind blowing.

Yan Zhilan stopped while walking, and Qi Jing followed behind him without saying a word.On the one hand, he was too cold to talk, and always felt that when he opened his mouth, the temperature on his body would drop by several degrees; You's death was a blow to him, and Fuyou's words before he died.He never expected that the first thing he saw was the silent Fuyou.

But after he thought about it, it was normal for Fuyou to see it, after all, as he said, no one was closer to Qi Jing than him, and knew Qi Jing better.

It's just that Qi Jing was caught off guard by two news that were comparable to the explosion of gunpowder/powder, and his heart was empty and at a loss, not knowing what he should do next.

He was immersed in his own thoughts, but he didn't see Yan Zhilan's footsteps suddenly stopped and bumped into him.

Qi Jing raised his head in a daze, and made a puzzled voice: "Ah? What's the matter?"

"Seven Stars!" Yan Zhilan didn't seem to notice his strangeness, and gave a low drink, supporting Nangong Ziyi with one hand, holding a sword in the other hand as a warning sign, reminding Qi Jing: "Be careful."

Qi Jing immediately became alert, and at the same time summoned the Nine Sages to protect Yan Zhilan's unblocked vitals, and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is it a human or a beast?"

Yan Zhilan stared ahead, only then did Qi Jing realize that there was a cave not far from them, with a dark hole exposed under the heavy snow.There are some thin dead branches and vines hanging down at the entrance of the cave. If Yan Zhilan hadn't been careful, he would have been easily overlooked and walked past.

Yan Zhilan listened intently for a moment, and slowly relaxed his frown: "Let's go, it's okay."

At the same time, Qi Jing also heard a few faint animal cries coming from the cave, and he froze for a moment: "This is..."

Yan Zhilan took Qixing to cut off the dead branches and vines hanging from the door, and walked inside, saying: "It's a snow wolf cub."