After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Qi Jing could tell almost instantly that it was the voice of the man in Tsing Yi!

Sure enough, the next moment, the figure of the man in Tsing Yi with a mask on his face appeared in front of the three of them.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly through the mask, and his eyes swept over the three of them one by one, skipping Nangong Ziyi, pausing for a few seconds on Yan Zhilan, and finally fell on Qi Jing with a probing look, determined Said: "Qi Jing, King of the Great Moon."

Qi Jing was startled, although he ordered Wu Qing to spread the news about him in northern Xinjiang, everyone knew it was true.However, their whereabouts to Yanyang City were well concealed, and no one knew about it.How could this person know his identity?

Yan Zhilan stood sideways in front of Qi Jing, blocking the eyes of the man in Tsing Yi: "What exactly do you want?"

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi turned to him: "Yan Zhilan, as a descendant of Shen Shuo, who is of the blood of the gods and demons, you are so ignorant and ridiculous that you are so entangled with the descendants of the gods!"

"brush--"

The spirit sword was unsheathed, and the Nine Saints pointed at the man in Tsing Yi's throat.He acted faster than his mind, and the sword light came into view, and Qi Jing realized that he was out of the Nine Sages.

The only difference was that this time his hand holding the sword was steady and steady.

In the past few days, maybe too many things happened one after another, but at this moment, he unexpectedly calmed down, and his mind became extremely clear. He snorted, and pressed the point of the sword that was shining coldly against the man in Tsing Yi's Adam's apple, sneering Said: "I want to hear it, why is it ridiculous?"

The man in Tsing Yi did not dodge or dodge, as if what was pointed at his neck was not a spirit sword, but a bamboo chopstick.

He looked at Yan Zhilan without squinting: "The Yan family prides themselves on being upright and noble, but the descendants they teach disregard the monarch's ordinary human relations, hang out with the monarch, don't distinguish right from wrong, and covet wealth and honor. It's really impressive."

When Qi Jing heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Yan Zhilan. If this person said something else, he didn't care.It just seemed to be pinpointed, but it was precisely talking about the reputation and reputation of the Yan family that Yan Zhilan valued the most, and this made him very worried.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhilan's complexion did not change, and he said in a low voice: "What about the Yan family, what about Yan Fanzhi, and what does it have to do with your Excellency?"

Seeing that the man in Tsing Yi was speechless by his words, Qi Jing felt very happy.At the same time, he secretly calculated the identity of this person.From the tone of his speech, it seemed that he knew Yan Zhilan very well. He had guessed whether it was Shen Shuo before, but he was quickly denied by himself. No matter in stature or age, this person was similar to Shen Shuo. sorry.So who is he?

With this brilliant effort, Qi Jing suddenly keenly heard the sound of the wind in his ears, suddenly felt bad, and then heard Nangong Ziyi sternly shouted: "Ah Jing, get out of here!"

Qi Jing stepped aside without thinking.At the same time, a spiritual fan came through the air and knocked something to the ground with a crisp sound.

It is a sharp and exquisite dagger, the tip of the dagger is shining with a faint green light, one can tell at a glance that it is poisonous.

"Let's go!" Caught off guard, the force on his back caused him to be pushed away with a palm.

Qi Jing turned his head in astonishment. Yan Zhilan, who was standing in front of him, now had black mist in his eyes, and the magic breath came back. His handsome face was completely distorted. His expression was suddenly extinguished, and like a marionette, he walked towards the man in Tsing Yi step by step stiffly.

"Yan Zhilan!" Qi Jing couldn't help shouting, but stopped when he wanted to go forward.

Beside Yan Zhilan, stood Li Chaoming who was supposed to be lying unconscious on the ground!Holding the dagger in his hand, he showed a seductive smile at Qi Jing, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, if you take another step forward, the dagger in my hand will not listen to me."

Qi Jing paused, turning his gloomy gaze to the man in Tsing Yi, grinding his back molars, and the words he said seemed to be jumping out word by word: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? Hahaha—"

A mocking laugh came from the door.

Qi Jing suddenly raised his head, and at some point, the doorway was full of armed guards, and there were so many of them at a glance, he didn't know how many there were.

And at the front of those people was a young man about 27 or [-] years old, dressed in fancy clothes.

This young man was extremely handsome, with bushy eyebrows, slightly raised eyes, a straight nose, and a three-pointed smile on his thin lips, he said, "What? Is there no one in Dayue? It's because not a single hair has grown Cheng's little baby to succeed the king?"

Qi Jing met his eyes in mid-air, and countless sparks burst out.It's good that he has a baby face, but he's still in his twenties!This is a bright insult to him!

The moment the young man appeared, the man in Tsing Yi took a complicated look at Qi Jing, then turned around and knelt towards the door: "Master."

The young man didn't care much and said: "How many times have I said it, there is no need to be polite in front of Gu."

Qi Jing's pupils suddenly tightened, and he was furious: "He Fangxiao is so young, he dares to act presumptuously in front of me!"

The young man sat down in front of him calmly, smiled slightly, but the words that came out of his mouth were extremely piercing: "You, dare to call yourself my seat?"

Qi Jing was furious, and just about to step forward, he was stopped by a coquettish shout: "Your Majesty, if you take one step forward, the life of this Mr. Yan will be..."

Qi Jing froze, glanced at the restrained Yan Zhilan, could only swallow his anger, and glared at the young man: "Who are you? What do you want?"

The young man turned a deaf ear to his words, and waved at Li Chaoming: "Bring him over and show me."

Li Chaoming walked towards the young man with Yan Zhilan who looked like a puppet, Qi Jing's heart fell in mid-air, and before he could say anything, the man in Tsing Yi beside the young man spoke first: "Master, be careful."

At this moment, Yan Zhilan had been brought to the side of the young man. The young man still had a smile on his face, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.He looked up at the man in Tsing Yi, and there was something in his words: "The general's words, are you trying to be careful, or reminding you to be careful not to hurt others?"

The man in Tsing Yi had a serious look on his face, bowed and said, "This subordinate dare not."

The young man said with satisfaction: "That's it. Don't worry, Gu will return you a complete Yan Zhilan after you use it up."

After finishing speaking, a small cluster of spiritual power gathered at his fingertips and penetrated into Yan Zhilan's body.

"What are you doing!" Qi Jing shouted, but the voice stopped abruptly the next moment.

The young man's pale and slender fingers strangled Yan Zhilan's throat, and looked up at him: "Why? Does this hurt?" He clicked his tongue, looked Qi Jing up and down, and pretended to be curious, "I originally thought that this Yan family The kid is just unrequited love, now that I look at it, it may not be the case. If you don't come to help him ask a question, it will also let him die in peace."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Jing and the man in Tsing Yi stopped him at the same time:

"Just ask, don't hurt him!"

"Owner!"

The young man glanced at the man in Tsing Yi. The man in Tsing Yi seemed to be very afraid of him, and there were many fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Qi Jing felt a little strange in his heart, and before he had time to think about it, he heard the young man say unhurriedly: "I heard that after the blood of the gods and demons is awakened, the heart blood of the descendants of the gods must be obtained to suppress it. Are these rumors true?"

While he was talking, his eyes fell on Qi Jing, presumably he knew well about Qi Jing's effort to save Yan Zhilan, and now he mentioned it again just to make fun of him.

Qi Jing was furious in his heart, but now that Yan Zhilan was in his hands, he could only swallow his anger and say, "Yes."

The young man looked at him playfully: "The heart and blood of the descendants of the gods, gathering the spiritual energy of the world, is hard to get, and it is the treasure that many cultivators can't dream of in their lives. You are generous, and you use it again and again for the boy of the Yan family. body."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Jing couldn't help but glance at him.

This tone of voice didn't seem like he was trying to kill someone, but rather that he was extremely dissatisfied with using his heart and soul on Yan Zhilan, and there was also a hint of intimacy.

Qi Jing was at a loss, what is the identity of this person?

If it was an enemy, why didn't he take action against him?If there was no hostility, why did they work so hard to trap them here?

His slightly blank eyes fell on the young man's eyes, which made the young man laugh, and there was a warmth in his eyes that he didn't even notice.It's just that soon, this warmth was replaced by darkness.

The tip of the gleaming dagger touched Yan Zhilan's chest, and the young man said: "The heart blood of the descendant of the gods is good, but compared with the pure blood of the devil, it is still slightly inferior. Don't you think so, Da Yue?" The new king?"

Before he finished speaking, he turned the dagger, and the tip cut through his palm in an instant, and blood gushed out in a black mist.

Li Chaoming pinched Yan Zhilan's chin and raised his head, and the devil's blood poured into his mouth without a drop.

At the same time, the wound on the young man's palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Qi Jing looked at him with a gloomy expression: "You are a demon."

"Of course not," the young man smiled, his tone was still calm, but his eyes were full of viciousness, "If you are a pure demon, how can you still stand here with your life?"

"You—" Qi Jing just said a word, and the solemn and heavy bell sounded from a distant place, causing both parties to be stunned.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The blood on Qi Jing's face disappeared like a tide in an instant, and he was as pale as snow.

This is...the bell of national mourning...

Father is finally still...

His lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out, hot tears gushed out and rolled down to the ground.

The young man also seemed to be stunned. After a long time, the smiling mask he had been wearing suddenly cracked inch by inch, and finally turned into powder.He looked at Qi Jing in disbelief, his eyes gradually glowed with madness, and said in a hateful voice: "Qi Wangshan! How can you die before you have avenged your great revenge! How dare you die!"

His ruthless gaze turned to Qi Jing, the hatred and fierceness in his eyes were full of sharpness, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, which made Qi Jing shudder.

Qi Jing couldn't help taking a few steps back, looking at him through blurred vision, wondering why this person reacted so strongly to Qi Wangshan's death.

The man stared at him for a long time, then suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly: "Qi Wangshan, Qi Wangshan, you have been so smart all your life, you actually chose such a useless thing to succeed the king!"

He approached Qi Jing step by step, staring at him firmly with his dark eyes, and said word by word: "Look at your good son who has been chosen from thousands of people. He is timid, cowardly, not doing his job properly, and lustful. A little bit better than me? Why? Why is it him!"

The distance between the two was only a piece of paper, and a pinpoint-sized mole on the white of his left eye was clearly reflected in Qi Jing's eyes, making him inexplicably familiar.

Qi Jing laboriously searched in his mind, he can be very sure that he has absolutely no experience with this kind of person, so the only possible reason for his inexplicable familiarity is that the original body had been with him before. This person has come into contact with, or known to.

So, who is this person?

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