Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

Gentleness is an indescribable feeling.

Like a stream of water to the dry heart, slowly immersed in the cracks of the chapped roads, and gradually filled all the deep or shallow gaps.

Pei Ji clearly perceives that she is still alive for the first time.

For the first time, I was very lucky that I was alive.

Ningning moved closer, and his fingertips pushed back his scattered black hair, revealing a pale and thin neck.

Pei Ji didn't know her next move, but she was willing to let her push her around. She couldn't see too much emotion in her eyes. His pupils were pitch-black, like a beast slaughtered in front of a hunter.

"I...I have asked the senior brother later about the spiritual healing method."

Ningning lowered his head and dropped his right hand on his side neck, touching the smooth neck bone through a thin layer of flesh.

Then slowly move your fingertips forward, and stroke an old scar just below the Adam's apple.

Pei Ji swallowed subconsciously, and the Adam's apple fell uncontrollably, just sliding over the place where her finger was, short and abrupt.

An aura spread from his throat, like a gentle fume spreading between blood and skin.

The unhealed wound under the clothes was burning with heat, and this breath was fresh and cool, like a spring rain moisturizing things, so that the pain gradually disappeared, and every drop of restless blood fell silent.

Ningning's strength was much softer than before in the cave, and her spiritual power gradually strengthened gradually, like a layer of floating flowers on the beach.

——It was also like her cold fingertips passed through every corner of his body in turn, causing involuntary tremors.

Pei Ji was scorched by this thought, avoiding her sight: "You are still unhealed, so you don't need to waste spiritual energy."

Ningning did not stop.

Like the spiritual power overflowing on him, her fingers were also lifted up at the same time, and she gently stroked the scar.

The scar has long since formed a scab, and there is no pain when touched.

Or the residual pain is thin and weak, like an uncontrollable itching.

He heard Ningning call his name.

Pei Ji.

So he hurriedly raised his eyes and saw Ning Ningwu lower his head.

The girl's lips did not fall on her lips or cheeks, but Pei Ji held her breath at that moment, and her curled knuckles became cold and white because of too much force.

——She leaned over, her fluffy black hair pressed against his chin, and her lips fell on the scar. She didn't use much effort, she seemed to squeeze lightly.

Because of this action, the spiritual power that enveloped the whole body shook suddenly, as if a breeze passed by, causing ripples in the lake, surging wantonly.

Fei Ji had never experienced such a feeling before, and immediately called her dumbly: "Ningning."

As soon as he spoke, the Adam's apple fell suddenly again, passing her lips.

It is a very wonderful touch.

Ning Ning was already tense, and her upper lip was hit by this sudden ups and downs, and her back froze instantly.

It was the first time that she took the initiative to get close to a certain boy. It seemed that she was calm and gentle, but in fact she was so nervous that she did not dare to make unnecessary expressions.

Since Pei Ji is uncomfortable, should it make him more comfortable like this? Would he like such intimate movements? Although she kissed, what should she do next, raise her head or continue?

Continuing is equivalent to going all the way down to other places other than the neck, but the picture is too restrictive, she will blush even if she imagines it, and she doesn't have the courage to do it.

But if you look up at this time, let her and Pei Ji face each other, once you hit his eyes...

No way.

Ningning thought, she would definitely blush to explode. Pei Ji's eyes can almost kill people. He looked at him slightly before, and she almost forgot to breathe.

When she kissed, she completely obeyed her intention, thinking about kissing him, letting Pei Ji know that she was not alone and nobody cared.

At this moment, the impulse faded, and the reason came up a little bit, and it was unavoidable to feel ashamed. Ningning thought seriously: What will the hero and heroine do next in the TV series?

It seems that the camera is dark, the scene is changed, the lotus is warm, and every spring is—

Bah, stop!

She had no experience and really didn't know what to do, her lips were suddenly scratched by her apple, and her gaze moved up quietly.

Pei Ji's breathing is getting deeper and deeper.

In front of him was the young man's slender neck, and the protruding bone had a beautiful curvature, trembling slightly in the shadow.

Ningning panicked and didn't choose his way, head up slightly, pressing against it with his lips, feeling a flustered vibration.

The neck is an extremely sensitive part.

The warm breath, the inadvertent twitching of the hair mixed with the numbness from the wound, Pei Ji took a low breath and let out a light trembling sound.

To die.

Ning Ning's heart was softened by this voice, and when she spoke nervously and cautiously: "Will this...wouldn't it be better?"

There was a mess in his mind, but she asked such words seriously, paused, and then whispered: "You must remember to heal your wounds obediently in the future."

Both his thoughts and body are soft, and Pei Ji doesn't even have the strength to "hmm".

——Actually, "healing" is useless to him. Since there are so many criss-crossing old scars on his body, adding one or two new injuries does not seem to be a big deal.

Many times, he had thought of himself arrogantly, if one day this broken body could no longer hold up, it might be a kind of relief when he closes his eyes.

"If I see you uncomfortable, I won't be happy."

When Ningning spoke, the airflow that he exhaled was extremely close to his skin, like a spread of delicate silk, softly flowing around.

She thought for a while, as if she was organizing language, and at the end she continued to say: "I like Pei Ji, so...you don't hate him, okay?"

Too gentle.

A seed of shyness in my heart sprouted quietly, and finally a soft new green appeared in the once barren and barren world.

The water flow from her slowly passes through its thin leaves and rhizomes, wrapping them little by little, and infiltrating them little by little.

Pei Ji couldn't explain how she felt, she just felt that when the girl's lips were gently covered and she said "like", the swirling waves of water ticked, and the new leaf grew up in an instant, swaying and stroking it. His chest and heart beat extremely vigorously.

That's why he cares about her so much.

No one can escape from such gentleness, and Pei Ji willingly sinks deeper and deeper, as sweet as a sweetheart.

The boy rubbed her head with his chin, pressed Ning Ning's waist with his right hand, and brought her down.

She was slender, and she leaned down, and she fell right on his chest.

Pei Ji's palm was much hotter than usual, and he pressed her into his arms with a flustered heat.

Since their chests were so close to each other, Ningning couldn't tell whose heart was hitting her chest violently. He could only hear heavy bangs, which made her head dumbfounded.

This is a hug with a bit of possessiveness.

Once countless days and nights were longing to touch, now Pei Ji finally truly owns her.

But he actually wanted more.

"I know."

Pei Ji’s movements were still awkward, pressing her palms behind her, did not dare to move, and did not know how to move, she could only rub her chin on the girl’s soft head over and over again, greedily enjoying the feeling of holding her in her arms: "...I know."

*

Not long after Ningning woke up, the others in the division came to visit one by one.

The first to break into the ward were Lin Xun, Meng Jue, and the carefree Zheng Weiqi.

The elder sister was in a good mood, and she was surrounded by a tall young man with a handsome face.

The young man with white clothes and white hair, quite like the hero of a fairy tale drama, saw Ning Ning's curious eyes, and smiled softly: "Good for you, next is Weiqi's cousin Qiu Baishuang, who will be the lord of Luan City in the future. "

"My cousin grew up in Luancheng as a kid, and just returned from Nanling the day before yesterday."

Zheng Weiqi explained leisurely: "He presided over the closing ceremony of the previous ten methods meeting."

Ningning was taken aback: "Ending the ceremony?"

"You have slept for so long, the ten methods will naturally pass long ago."

Zheng Weiqi nodded her forehead and said, "You are too generous! Lingshu Immortal Grass, actually swallowed it directly--if the elders of the Baicaotang didn't work together to rescue you, I'm afraid you would be dead."

After she said, she hooked her mouth, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Aren't you curious about your ranking in the Fa conference?"

To be honest, Ningning didn't have much hope for her results in the Ten Method Conference.

She exhausted her spiritual energy on the 62nd floor, and went out of the tower ahead of time with Pei Ji. As far as the number of demons removed, she must be no better than the others, but seeing Zheng Weiqi's face full of excitement, she still asked face-savingly: "How much? "

Zheng Weiqi smiled and stretched out an index finger of her right hand.

One "one".

Ningning blinked blankly.

"Why show such an expression! The number one in the Jin Dan stage, Ningning!"

Zheng Weiqi jumped up, more excited than her: "What level of monster is Shadow Demon, and what level of monster is Black Jiao? Even if I ran into it, you actually took it all! My junior is a genius!"

Ningning blushed by her praise, and said in a low voice, "Black Jiao...I actually didn't make any effort."

Zheng Weiqi said righteously: "Senior brother's is yours, and yours is yours! As a sword repairer, the sword is the Taoist companion, and men are all tools!"

She talked for a while, and once opened the chattering box, she couldn't stop: "Wow, at that time, my cousin said that you were the number one. When the battle between you and the Shadow Demon appeared in the mysterious mirror, the entire City Lord's Mansion was boiling! Super! Handsome! My junior sister is unparalleled in the world!"

Zheng Weiqi's rainbow fart set after another set, Ningning heard it in a daze, and touched the tip of her nose dumbly: "Where is Ji Ji?"

There was a short silence in the room.

Meng Jue and Zheng Weiqi looked at each other inexplicably, a smile appeared on the corners of their lips, and took over the stubborn words for her:

"He is the second place. You gave birth to the snow in Qiongshan and surpassed all the soldiers. The scores they earned for you far surpassed the others. Together with the black flood and the beast tide, you are in the Golden Elixir period. Among the disciples, one rides the dust."

He said that his eyes turned, and the smile deepened: "It's a pity that Pei Ji insists on guarding you by the bed. The first and second place in the Fa conference did not show up."

Zheng Weiqi couldn't help answering when she heard the words: "Speaking of the Qiongshan scene, how did you think of such an amazing way? As soon as Jianguang came out--wow, my heart was broken! A lot of young disciples came to look for it. I wanted your messenger address, but I rejected it all."

"Me, I also think that Little Sister is very powerful."

Lin Xun, who seldom speaks out, blinked at her, her pupils shining brightly, and said solemnly: "Senior Sister's determination to die for those soldiers... also great!"

Ningning was thin-skinned, and quietly hid some behind Pei Ji.

In the original plot, it should be Pei Ji who won the first place with a far lead.

After the Ten Method Conference, he was called "Killing God" by many disciples. There was no other reason. He was only for killing and decisively. In the secret realm, relying on the golden core stage cultivation base, he forced many times to leapfrog and eliminate demons and kill one. Blood path.

But for her, Pei Ji hurriedly left the demon refining tower before the trial was over.

Today's developments are completely different from the expected plot, but the system has never issued a warning...

What is the meaning of its existence?

Ningning couldn't think of a reason, and suddenly heard Zheng Weiqi's voice: "By the way, cousin, you usually see the dragon but never see the end. Why do you have time to accompany me to visit the younger sister today?"

Qiu Baishuang pursed her lips and smiled: "I heard that you finally passed the academy test and prepared a surprise specially."

That's right.

It was precisely because Sister Zheng passed the literary examination that she was able to come to the Ten Method Conference.

Strangely speaking, the elder sister has always adhered to the fine tradition of "Ten years of cold windows, read a few words, and forget the three lines".

According to her, endorsement is a kind of enjoyment, but Zheng Weiqi is not the kind of person who is greedy for enjoyment, so she never endorses.

However, this is the case. She actually got full marks in one of her subjects, and she forced her total score upwards by a large margin, and successfully passed the essay test.

Zheng Weiqi's eyes shone, and she nodded desperately. She had already prepared a posture of stretching out her hands and waiting for the red envelope, but her expression froze in the next moment.

Qiu Baishuang said: "The cousin won full marks for her article, and her brother was overjoyed, so she asked for it from the elder of the Academy and brought it to Luan City for a total reward."

Zheng Weiqi's mouth twitched obviously, and the whole portrait got stuck, frozen in place and motionless.

The master sister who has always been fearless and fearless seldom panicked: "Don't don't! Cousin! After all, it's my personal belongings, so it's not good!"

As soon as she finished her voice, she saw the youth's storage bag flashing golden light, revealing a stack of scrolls.

At the same time, He Zhizhou's curious call came from outside the room: "Wow, the house is so lively-what baby do you want to share?"

As He Zhizhou probe came in, Ning Ning realized that he was actually like Pei Ji, wrapped in gauze, and his left hand was wrapped like a zongzi, so he could play the role of a mummy.

Lin Xun explained to her in a low voice: "Senior Brother He was seriously injured in the demon refining tower. He should have just woke up."

They are still miserable.

Two vicious villains who sympathized with each other looked at each other far away, but only a thousand lines of tears.

Qiu Baishuang has been worrying about her cousin's studies for a long time, but now she has finally come to her pains, claiming to leave herself a surprise, and pass the test papers to others to read.

So the stack of paper went around and fell into the hands of He Zhizhou, who looked the most excited.

"Sister Zheng's essay exam paper?"

He smiled when he saw it, and pretended to read the top topic: "Ah-"The Story of Fu Yao"."

"Yeah."

Qiu Baishuang raised his brows and grinned with the same sign as Senior Sister Zheng: "I heard that this is the stipulated essay title. There are so many disciples in the academy, and only Weiwei got full marks."

He Zhizhou admired repeatedly, he could almost stuff an egg in his mouth, did not notice Zheng Weiqi's weird look, and continued to read in the standard voice tone.

[The time I remembered the most is when I was a child when I met Shuteng Chengjing in the wilderness.

The vine demon was several feet long and ran towards me roaring. I ran away like a wild dog running away. When I was approaching desperation, I suddenly saw a figure—

Gosh! It was actually my cousin! ]

——Cousin!

It was a surprise!

Qiu Baishuang's heart was surging, and his eyes were as bright as Ultraman shooting a laser. The corners of his mouth rose wildly, and he continued to listen.

[Cousin, as a fledgling Fuxiu, is crawling forward single-handedly, like a wriggling worm, gradually approaching the vine demon!

It turned out that he racked his brains and finally came up with a clever plan to save me from the fire and water:

The eyes of the Vine Demon are on his head instead of on his feet. As long as he approaches on the ground, he will never be seen by him! ]

That utterly illogical "cunning plan" is simply crazy, ignore it, and the term "braking your brains" is too terrifying.

In a sense, Qiu Baishuang is still smiling at this moment.

——Although the curvature of the corners of the mouth is downward.

Lin Xun looked at him with a bit of horror. In Xiao Bailong's worldview, this white-haired cousin has become a twisted worm.

[Immediately afterwards, the array is overflowing, and the vine demon screams again and again. In the dazzling white light, I see a figure that has been knocked out rolling and falling in the air, it is my cousin! ]

[Cousin is dead! ]

When he heard the news of his death at first, Qiu Baishuang almost didn't come over in one breath, his eyes rounded and pinched desperately.

A moment before suffocation, I suddenly heard another exclamation from He Zhizhou.

["No! Cousin!"

My heart hurts! I roared and ran towards him, and I saw him lying on the ground with his eyes rolled, his eyelids flying up and down like loach!

Cousin is not dead yet! ]

The cousin in the article switches back and forth between the dead and alive states. In reality, Qiu Baishuang is also constantly undergoing quantum fluctuations in the mood of sudden death and ecstasy.

In order to celebrate Zheng Weiqi's life, Qiu Baishuang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled again.

He decided not to think carefully about what is meant by "eyelids flying up and down like a loach".

[My cousin's eyes, nose, and mouth are bleeding, and his eyes are bulging, and they are almost squeezed out.

He held my hand with blood and tears, and gasped hissing: "Weiwei, my biggest wish in this life is to see you from the academy in my lifetime...otherwise I won't be at ease as a ghost, I must Go to your Xuanxu Sword Sect to wander around!"]

Qiu Baishuang has really begun to roll his eyes fiercely, hissing and gasping frantically.

He Zhizhou is worthy of being a professional, and he read the last sentence so gloomily, with a faintly resentful temperament.

Ningning couldn't help shivering. If she were the elder, she would be frightened and chill on the back and cremated the test paper nearby.

——In the end, this passage is the focus of the whole article! My cousin is a tool for literary test scores to his death!

[The rain wets my skin-like fat face, and my tears are crystal clear, falling silently from the bright eyes of the star river, passing by the heartbreaking cheekbones and fragile thin lips, condensing on the ground into a little vertical The fleeting water splash.

I clenched my pink fist, and the soft-ruo-ying-ying's cries spread all over the mountains and plains, mournfully turning back and forth: "Cousin, you can go with peace of mind. I will definitely pass the academy test!"

"Passed the Xuegong test!"

"experimental!"

...]

Zheng Weiqi, this terrifying woman.

I used to describe my cousin as a writhing worm, but when I describe myself, I can suddenly use many weird adjectives, like describing the heroine of a romance novel.

This time even He Zhizhou was dumbfounded, and glanced at her "heartbreaking cheekbones" in horror.

He hesitated for a while before he said: "Senior Sister Zheng's character is really different from ordinary people."

Ningning looked at Qiu Baishuang's expression very worriedly, and asked quietly, "So...what happened to my cousin in the end?"

She thought the above content was the limit, and things couldn't get worse anyway, but she didn't expect that He Zhizhou glanced down and frowned deeply.

There is something wrong, something very wrong.

Ningning felt bad, and just as she was about to stop her, she saw He Zhizhou slowly open her lips.

[Maybe God, my cousin did not die, but the round and beautiful head was severely injured, making him a vegetable man who could only lie in bed motionless.

He used to be so energetic, but now he has fallen asleep forever. Maybe one day, when I took the high-score examination paper of the Xuegong Wenxue to see him, he would be able to open his eyes as he wished.

Saving a life is better than building a seventh-level Pagoda. My cousin has saved thousands of people, so who can give him a chance? ]

What a literary masterpiece with ups and downs.

The previous is outrageous enough, and there is actually a moral kidnapping that is unscrupulous at the end. It is no wonder that this test paper can get full marks, and the elder scoring is a pain.

He Zhizhou looked happy, his shoulders trembled with a smile:

"Sister Zheng, do you want to say'cousin became a vegetable"? I only mentioned this disease in my hometown to you once. I didn't expect you to learn and use it alive, it's amazing!"

Zheng Weiqi face up to the sky, and a shallow arc is drawn from the corners of her trembling mouth.

Everything around her was so quiet. At this moment, she became a philosopher full of vicissitudes of life, not caring about humans, only caring about the iron fist of her cousin.

Qiu Baishuang's sleek and beautiful head remained motionless, and his eyes were sharp, staring straight at her.

It wasn't until this moment that he understood that it turned out that this was not "A Story of Fu Yao", but "Save My Vegetative Cousin".

But He Zhizhou couldn't understand the atmosphere and continued to laugh: "Speaking of which, Senior Sister Zheng, you don't really have a cousin hahaha! Don't let him see it in person, or you will die!"

He used a joking tone, but after speaking, no one responded.

Everyone looked so compassionate, as if he was not reading an article just now, but announcing someone's death in public.

In a silent silence, He Zhizhou seemed to understand something.

A figure walked forward slowly, and he heard an unfamiliar male voice, from the white-haired young man who had never seen it before: "Going back to the wind fairy Qiu Baishuang."

The other party spoke for a while, and then strengthened his tone, every word, and the sound hit the eardrum: "I am her cousin."

The last two words were bitten particularly hard.

He Zhizhou stared at him in a daze, then looked at Zheng Weiqi in a daze, his mind was blank, and he tremblingly responded: "Surfing the wind fairy ball... Bai and Bai Dao are friendly."

Qiu Baishuang held back the blue veins on his forehead, closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "I, surname, Qiu."

"brother."

Zheng Weiqi gave up resistance, like a fish constantly spitting bubbles on the shore, her tears were crystal clear, silently falling from the eyes of Canruo Xinghe.

She has said that too many times: "Promise me, don't beat the child to death, okay?"

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