Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

Meng Jiaqi was very wronged.

In the plan given by the elders, as a fox, she has her own sultry attributes, wandering back and forth between truth and lies, keeping the group of stinky sword repairs in the dark from beginning to end.

But when she saw Qin Chuan at this moment, she realized with hindsight that she was the one who was being tricked around and was playing a one-man show by herself.

——Are you people busy? what? Isn't it okay to fight dignifiedly? !

Although she can't beat it.

Meng Jiaqi and Qin Chuan cried so much that you are in me and I am in you. They almost turned the originally quiet Long Street into an animal farm. A ghostly crying and howling version of "Funeral in a Dream" can be played in minutes.

However, this woman Zheng Weiqi didn't know how to pity and cherish jade. Before the cries of Yoke Yoke stopped, she hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Miss Meng, you said that the monster in the city only takes essence and does not touch the soul. What is going on?"

"What'what's going on'."

Meng Jiaqi took the rabbit from Ningning's hand, and the tears in his eyes gathered into two swaying poached eggs: "I want to ask you what's wrong! After the essence is taken away, the limbs will be weak at most. Weakness, rest in bed for a few days will be fine. Where is it as serious as what you said?"

Zheng Weiqi nodded and stared at Ning Ning very quickly.

"But... the residents in the nearby city were not just deprived of their essence."

He Zhizhou scratched his head, some wondering: "Don't you know? Most of the souls of many people have been taken away, and they have become living corpses that only attack blindly and do not understand communication and thinking. When they first met, this rabbit did not. Is it just imitating those people?"

For some reason, when hearing the word "soul", both Meng Jiaqi and the rabbit's expressions were horrible.

"The elders asked me to do that."

Qin Chuan shrank into Meng Jiaqi’s arms, his two long hairy ears swayed and shook. When speaking, his three-lobed mouth opened a small gap, and the tip of his nose also moved: "They said there was a plague outside, and almost all the people who were infected People are all that kind. As long as I act fiercely and my eyes are a little dull, I can easily scare you."

The rabbit paused and explained aggrievedly: "The elder forbids us from contacting outsiders, let alone going to the city, and can only collect essence in the suburbs. So we don't know what it looks like outside Jialan City."

Zheng Weiqi was stunned: "Elder?"

She thought about it for a while, and her tone was finally calmer: "It seems that we have a lot of misunderstandings, and we still need to sort out one by one. Can the two of you tell us what happened in the city of Garan a hundred years ago? "

The surroundings are extremely quiet and there is no wind.

Therefore, this short silence appeared to be particularly long, as if the entire Jialan city was embedded in a still ink painting, only the sparkling water above the head was rippling, indicating that time was still flowing slowly.

Meng Jiaqi glanced at them timidly, and hugged the rabbit in his hand: "You don't know, it is not the way to draw souls from our monsters... Only the evil cultivation of the demons with the sword and the slanting front can improve their cultivation through soul cultivation. ."

"magic?"

Zheng Weiqi twisted her eyebrows: "I heard that since the war between the immortals and demons, all the demons have disappeared, and there is no sign of them."

"The outside world may be like this, but our Jialan city plunged into the bottom of the lake, before the battle between immortals and demons."

Meng Jiaqi seemed to be a little frightened, and his thin lips trembled slightly: "If there is a magic repair trapped at the bottom of the lake with us... wouldn't it happen to avoid that battle?"

Everyone's eyes shook.

Ningning was the most surprised.

What is Meng Jiaqi talking about? How could a magic repair suddenly pop up in the plot? This is completely different from the unsuspecting upgrade of Daguai in the original book...

The same was true the last time I met the Demonized Dragon Blood Tree in the ancient woods. It was clear that Pei Ji had encountered such a nine-death life, but the plot did not mention a word at all.

As for the magic repair that Meng Jiaqi said and sank into the bottom of the lake with Jialan City-

It seems that as long as the "magic" is involved, the original work is skipped.

why is that?

She was dizzy with thoughts, and continued to hear Meng Jiaqi’s voice: "Three hundred years ago, the demons were in great power. Among the demon cultivators, there were a large number of strong men, and seven of them were even more evil. Yes, not only the temperament is violent, but the practice method is also more weird. One of them is called'Xuan Ye', who devours human souls and demons and transforms them into their own spiritual power."

Ningning was even more confused.

Didn't the demons all die? Where did this setting come from?

"Xuan Ye has entered the stage of transforming gods. The stronger the cultivation base, the higher the requirements for the soul. In the past, only mortals could be slaughtered endlessly. Different from a drop in the ocean, he focused his mind on other high-level cultivators and...the demon cultivator."

"Demon repair?"

He Zhizhou seemed to understand something: "Jalan City happens to be the place where demons live together!"

Meng Jiaqi nodded: "Yes. Back then, Xuan Ye went to Young City Lord and tried to use the position of Demon Lord as a bargaining chip to persuade Young City Lord to help him set up a soul-eating formation, and slaughter the residents of the city on the day of the violent, and refine it into a grieving blood. As a result, his cultivation level can be achieved in a single day, and it is hard to meet an opponent."

Zheng Weiqi said: "Since you are collecting essence for the young city lord, he must have refused."

Until this moment, Meng Jiaqi's mouth finally showed a very faint smile, which seemed exhausted, but also admired and relieved: "Exactly. You do not know that the demons were rampant three hundred years ago, and the demon lord is high. Unattainable, countless people and demons are vying to **** it, and it is rare for Young City Lord to reject him for the sake of Jialan City."

She paused, and a sorrowful expression appeared in her eyes: "Xuan Ye looked at the good words to persuade him to fail, so he thought about forcibly attacking the city. He is powerful, and Jialan City has always focused on commerce, and there are few masters in the city. , Only Young City Lord and a few elders still have the strength to fight."

Thinking about it this way, the destruction of Garan City is inevitable.

Zheng Weiqi thought for a long time, and clenched the hilt tightly and said angrily: "This is too arrogant! Isn't there any decent immortal door that can help?"

"At that time, everything was in deep water, and Xianmen had already been so busy, and Xuan Ye only took half an hour to attack the city. No one would come to help."

Meng Jiaqi shook his head: "In order to defeat Jialan as soon as possible, Xuan Ye used the water dragon technique to attack the city aggressively. The young city lord and the elders put up resistance at the city gate, but they didn't expect--"

She bit her lip subconsciously, and took a deep breath: "Young City Lord's spiritual power is weak, and the formation is suddenly broken. He used only his energy to build the barrier above his head, and the citizens of Jialan City were affected by the collision of two contending spiritual powers. , Lost consciousness for a while; Xuan Ye was severely injured during the fighting, and he should have been trapped in the bottom of the lake. He has not been seen yet."

After these words, it seemed to tell an extremely old story.

After hearing this, Ningning moved her heart, and said in a low voice: "So the demon clan in the city is gradually waking up. In order to repay the favor of the young city lord, he obeyed the arrangement of the elders and went to collect essence for him."

She talked and smiled: "Miss Meng, how did the elders ask you to collect essence?"

Meng Jiaqi still stopped in the shadow of her and did not come out. He trembled slightly after hearing the words, and his pupils were almost constricted in reflex.

"I use this."

She took out a blood-colored red rope from her pocket, and Zheng Weiqi on the side blurted out: "Lock the rope! This is something that Xie Xiu will carry with her everywhere, how can those old antiques get it?"

"Isn't there another demon who missed the net?"

Ning Ning's eyes fell slightly, and her tone was still faintly smiling: "The story Ms. Meng tells actually has two things worthy of scrutiny."

Pei Ji glanced at her, then lazily lowered her eyelashes.

"First, since Young City Lord has the strength to severely injure Xuan Ye, why did the formation of defending the city suddenly fail? It's only possible that someone other than him had something wrong, and Young City Lord knew that he could no longer support the formation. Fight hard and attack Xuan Ye with all your strength."

"Second, Xuan Ye, as a dignified demon, must be fully prepared to attack the city. How can he come alone without any preparation? Since the helper is not by his side, it is only possible—"

Ningning raised her eyes and smiled, her dark eyes were like stars falling, and she was slightly stunned when she saw Meng Jiaqi: "Hidden in the city of Jialan."

Meng Jiaqi's scalp was numb, and the rabbit in his arms was even more blank, and his face was full of disbelief.

"Since you heard the whole story from the elders, then they have plenty of time to fabricate lies. It is not difficult to see that the true storyline should be like this."

Ning Ning said: "Xuan Ye induced the young city lord to fail, so he cast his idea on the elders. Ms. Meng said before that when the Demon Race was at its peak, very few people would refuse the protection and gifts of the Demon Lord. It's better for the demons to enjoy the glory and wealth than to work hard in a small city. No matter what the process is, they all agreed."

The barrier exudes a faint cold light, like a huge bright white jade, covering the whole city with a cold tone that is no different from death.

Meng Jiaqi squeezed the skirt tightly to himself, feeling sullen in his heart.

Ning Ning continued to say.

"The Young City Lord would never have imagined that he gave up his future and even his life for this city, but the elders he trusted the most betrayed them all. When the city gate formation was completed, they might gather together and attack it, or they might give up the formation at the same time— —No matter what, he could quickly understand his situation, so he simply gave up his formation and gambled on his life's cultivation base to fight Xuan Ye to the death."

"So, the purpose of the elders to deceive the citizens of Jialan this time is not to awaken the Young City Lord, but..."

Zheng Weiqi took a cold breath, and the volume was unconsciously louder: "For Xuan Ye!"

He Zhizhou sighed and sighed: "Since Young City Lord knows their strange intentions, they have become enemies since then, how could those two or five boys help him wake up-thinking about it this way, he is really a bit miserable."

It's really miserable.

When I was awake, I tried my best to protect the life of the monster race in the city, but I was stabbed in the back by my own person. After sleeping, I couldn't escape the fate of being abused and became a puppet on the surface. In fact, all the benefits were given. Enemies that are not at odds with each other.

The demons in the poor city were tricked around and went out to collect the essence at the risk of being discovered by the righteous monks, but they became accomplices of the murder and made wedding dresses for the enemy.

After listening to Meng Jiaqi, his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't say a word for a long while.

Seeing her look like this, Zheng Weiqi softened her voice rarely, and whispered in a comforting tone: "Miss Meng, this matter is of great importance. Why don't you take us to the elders and let me confront them. How about ?"

Bloodshots surged through Meng Jiaqi's eyes, and a wisp of scarlet hatred flashed through, gritting his teeth and nodding heavily.

*

The Star Machine Pavilion where the elder was located went to the sky.

They were also affected by spiritual energy in the war that year, and the young city lord was likely to have killed them. Listening to Meng Jiaqi's description, the state was as weak as an old man with a half foot in the ground. That's why the formation was set up, trying to get rid of the Xuanxu faction by an undercover tactic, rather than a positive solution.

Now I must have gotten the news from nowhere, and after knowing that the lie was exposed, he fled here without hesitation.

The Xingji Pavilion retains the architectural style of hundreds of years ago. The wooden windows carved with dragon and phoenix patterns are illuminated in a shallow cinnabar red by the ever-bright lamp, and the veil is drooping, silent.

The white smoke rises from the incense burner, like a woman's slender hand that is as soft as boneless, brushing over the window sill, and the tents made of light gauze and silver silk. The aroma is invisible and invisible, spreading to every part of the house with the white gas corner.

Ningning ran around for a long time, and finally was able to sit down and take a good rest. While looking at the surrounding buildings with little interest, he listened to Zheng Weiqi's question: "Will they have left Jialan City and fled to the shore?"

Meng Jiaqi shook his head: "The girl doesn't know anything, it's easy to enter Jialan City from outside the barrier, but if you want to go out after entering, you have to spend a lot of spiritual energy. With their state, there should be no way to leave this place."

"So the most likely place for those old masters to go," He Zhizhou came with interest, and the long sword on his waist buzzed, "It should be that devil's lair-do we have a chance to kill demons too?"

"I don't know where Xuan Ye is now. I will tell the awake monster clan in the city the truth, and ask them to look for Xuan Ye and the elders."

Meng Jiaqi sighed and seemed to have exhausted his life's energy today: "You might as well rest in the city for a while to heal your injuries."

Zheng Weiqi responded with a smile, looked through the window, looked straight at the shops lined up on the street, and took out the little book that recorded inspiration.

Pei Ji frowned and played with the hilt, seeming to be a little impatient, so he just said: Why don't you fight?

......I'm talking about you two, hello!

*

So the group stopped in the city.

The demon races in Jialan city have slept in the water for a hundred years, and rarely contact the outside world after waking up. Therefore, all of them are too naive and simple, as if they have just passed through a certain children's cartoon.

Ning Ning was taken by a few enthusiastic little girls to choose new clothes, and then took a hot bath in comfort, thinking about it, always feeling upset.

Since coming to this world, she has believed that everything is the content of the book. She did not expect that there was a big accident like He Zhizhou first, and now the plot is running out of edges and running wildly on the road of collapse.

This is really not a pleasant experience.

It now seems that whether we should continue to trust the original work and the system in the future... is also a big question.

Ningning was bored after taking a bath, and because of the tossing thoughts in her heart, she couldn't concentrate, so she had to give up thinking and plan to go to the street to relax.

Everyone lives in the guest room of the City Lord’s Mansion, separated from each other by a wall. As soon as she opened the door, she felt a gust of sword wind.

It was Pei Ji who was practicing the sword.

He changed into new clothes, still as black as the night. The young man has black clothes and black hair, but the sword light is pure snow white like snow waves, and when it is reflected on his angular profile, it illuminates the cold white skin.

There was no wind and no sound around, only the white and vast luminous light above the barrier fell, reminiscent of broken waves of floating flowers, pouring down like moonlight, and then cut into pieces by his sharp sword.

Ning Ning thought seriously, maybe the reason why Pei Ji likes to wear black is because the blackness is so strong that it will not make the blood on his body look very obvious.

Hearing the creak of her door opening, Pei Ji stopped moving and turned around.

Ningning has rarely been in contact with Pei Ji alone.

There is always a layer of transparent film between them, but they are a bit rusty with each other's politeness.

Originally, she upholds the self-cultivation of a vicious female partner and has always deliberately distanced herself from the male lead, but now she has been severely criticized by the system a few times—

The original work itself is congenital malformations and acquired dysplasia, and there seems to be no reason to care about her.

She was about to speak, but she didn't expect Pei Ji to speak out first: "Senior Sister."

Ningning smiled, two shallow pear nests faintly appeared on her cheeks: "It's so late, are you still practicing swords?"

Pei Ji: "Yeah."

After saying this sentence, I don't know how to continue.

When he was a child, he was kept in the cellar of the house by his mother all day long, almost completely isolated from the outside world. Later, he grew up to worship the Xuanxu Sect, and was squeezed out because of the blood of the demon, and there were very few people willing to approach it, let alone the so-called "making friends."

For Pei Ji, it is easier to leapfrog and fight monsters in a lifetime of nine deaths than to chat.

He couldn't help but feel bored in his heart.

Bother himself.

"Pei Xiaojing, don't give up!"

Chengying screamed in shock in his heart: "Come here, I'll give you a trick! Just say that, that—Senior Sister, let's compare swords!"

This is a sword that is single with the same mother and fetus.

At this level, it is estimated that it is basically bid farewell to the single.

"Didn't you go to heal with Senior Sister Zheng?"

Ningning stepped towards him with a little curiosity, and caught a glimpse of the blood stains on Pei Ji's face and neck. She didn't know what she thought of, and frowned: "It's strange, why do you hurt all over every time I see you?"

——Obviously in the novel she was reading, as the actor, Pei Ji had a smooth journey, and he rarely stumbled. As a result, he became a blood man again and again these times, so miserable that he couldn't bear to look straight.

"Small injuries, don't get in the way."

He didn't hesitate to answer, and Cheng Ying sighed in his mind: "You are wrong, you should be uncomfortable, so as to win some of her attention. So stubborn, you can get it all alone in your life."

It talked more and more vigorously, and laughed as he said it: "Listen to me, you suddenly half-kneeled on the ground with your chest, trying to squeeze out a few tears, and then your voice must tremble slightly, telling pitifully Her: Senior sister, Jiji hurts. Hehehe! Ningning will surely blush her eyes softly, pick you up and bring you into the room, and then you will give you a little bit of um, um, ah, like that, hey, hey!"

Pei Ji:...

"You got hurt, didn't you never apply medicine?"

Ningning stood by the door and looked into the room. Her white face was stained with crimson by the candlelight. By the corner of her mouth slightly raised, the pear nest was like spring water full of peach blossoms.

Then she turned her head again and pointed to her right cheek: "You are bleeding here. I have wound medicine in my room. Would you like to use it?"

Chengying went completely mad, and the generation of the pinnacle sword became a lunatic sword: "Use it! Quickly say you can do what you want! If you refuse, I will recite the Diamond Sutra and the Great Compassion Mantra to you every night, every morning. You recite "365 Days Between Me and Zhenxiao Sword Sovereign" affectionately!"

Pei Ji was so annoyed by it that she was about to frown when she saw the beautiful and soft smile of the little girl under the candlelight, and her annoyance disappeared somehow.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling at this moment. He pursed his lips and was silent for a while, then replied in a very small voice: "...Thank you, Senior Sister."

The layout of the rooms is roughly the same. When stepping into Ningning's room, Pei Ji smelled a faint fragrance of leaves.

They both took a bath, and they inevitably got the same breath from the city of Jialan. This was a very strange feeling, as if the fragrance of the tree was connected to the fragrance of the tree, and the gap between the two was completely eliminated.

The depression in Pei Ji's heart quietly dissipated, and he lowered his head not to look around.

It is not advisable to look directly at a woman's boudoir, he always understands this.

"Sit down in your chair and don't move."

Ningning gently touched his cheek with a handkerchief to wipe off the blood that leaked after the wound opened again.

She moved carefully, even if the force was very light, Pei Ji could still feel the gentle touch on the girl's round fingertips through the thin layer of handkerchief.

He was expressionless, but he had already held his breath.

... She said she used medicine, but she never said that it was she who rubbed the medicine for him.

"You were fierce when you cheated on Meng Jiaqi."

Ningning said with a smile: "If I were her, I would definitely be scared."

Cheng Ying hissed: "I told you long ago, be gentle!"

Pei Ji laughed at herself, darkening her eyes, and casually responded, "Sister, I didn't lie to her."

His character is already terrible, and he is never likable.

Chengying: It's over.

It's over, it's over! Can this brat chat? It really leads the topic to death in every sentence! You still answer "Uh-huh", please!

It was full of anxiety and glanced at Ning Ning in despair.

However, the little girl was not only not angry, but chuckled, her apricot eyes bent into a small crescent shape: "Really? That's great."

Chengying was silent.

Ningning said, applying ointment to his fingers, raising his eyes to look at the scratches on his face.

He rarely had such close contact with anyone. When the girl's soft fingertips fell on her cheeks, it reminded Pei Ji of the warm summer breeze for no reason.

Ningning's fingers were warm and soft, and the ointment was cool and refreshing. When she gently applied it up and down, it caused a slight tingling pain, as if a tiny electric current was flowing between the blood vessels.

……really weird.

Pei Ji's throat moved slightly, turning his eyes away from her.

He heard Ning Ning say: "Everyone has a different personality. If you are really as refreshing and upright as the mass-produced heroes in the script, you will not be so real. Now this is very good, there are flesh and blood. Yes, it's cute."

This is her truth.

In the original book, he is like a tool man who punishes evil, breaks through levels and fights bosses. There is no happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy in the whole story.

The current Pei Ji is a bit miserable, a little arrogant and poisonous, like a thorn, compared to the previous one, it is really cute.

Cheng Ying heard the words, and was quiet for a long time.

When she spoke again, she brought the faint cry of the old mother when she married a daughter: "Pei Xiaoji."

Pei Ji let out a "um" in his heart.

"If I were you, I would fall in love with her at this moment. Who can not like Ningning?"

Cheng Ying is miserable and miserable: "Do you know that I hate you for being like a stone."

Pei Ji ignored it.

Pei Ji's face was full of calculations but a few minor wounds, Ningning was satisfied after rubbing the medicine, and was about to nag, suddenly heard a conversation in the courtyard outside the house.

She looked out through the window and saw Zheng Weiqi, who was leading the front, and He Zhizhou, Meng Jiaqi, and Qin Chuan who were chattering.

He Zhizhou saw her and immediately grinned: "You two are still talking at night? Come out quickly, there are so many interesting gadgets in Sister Zheng's storage bag!"

Ningning also laughed: "I know--!"

After she said that, she got up and prepared to go out, and saw that Pei Ji was motionless, so she lowered her head and stopped.

The girl’s green silk was wet by the ever-bright light, and the candlelight climbed onto her white cheeks and black pupils. Ning Ning hooked his fingers at him, and her voice was as brisk as a cat: "Come on."

He was sitting in a house with dim candles, and the reflection of the trees outside the window fell straight down, covering a thick cloud of darkness.

And Ningning stood under the ever-bright lamp, as if gathering all the dim but bright colors in the world, and hooked him with a smile.

Her throat was as dry as never before, and Pei Ji blinked her eyes almost helplessly, and responded with a low voice: "Yeah."

*

"This is called floral chewing gum. It is completely different from the previous ones. It is non-toxic and harmless and can even be eaten. It is definitely a must-have product for home travel. You can earn it when you buy it."

Zheng Weiqi talked like a river, and said that the eyes of the two demon races were shining: "And this! Mithril hairpin. There is a poisonous needle hidden in the hairpin. Wearing it, you can be a demon with all kinds of styles. It can also be a femme fatale wandering on the edge of darkness, how about it, is there any heartbeat!"

She couldn't stop speaking, and was caught off guard to hear Qin Chuan's powerful middle-aged male voice: "What is this?"

Zheng Weiqi smiled and turned her head.

The smile suddenly solidified.

She gave them a lot of things indiscriminately before, and now Qin Chuan turned left and looked right, and picked out a book with a goose yellow cover from it.

On the cover is a series of big words: "365 days between me and Sword Sovereign Zhenxiao".

Qin Chuan had already opened it and began to look at it.

I also used a very standard, childlike broadcast tone:

[Zhen Xiao struggles, and the long dragon plunges into three inches. Yunjin retracts and unwinds freely, forwards forward and backward, moves left and right, like a gust of wind and showers, Yurui is wavering and blowing away like rain and wind. ]

Ningning:! ! !

Sister! What book is this! ! !

Zheng Weiqi heard her scalp numb and her skull ascended into the sky, so she hurried forward a few steps and tried to **** the book from him.

However, Qinchuan was a tall man, and with a lightly raised his hand, he lifted the book out of her reach.

"Sister Qi, what do you mean?"

He felt that these words were jerky and awkward, and he didn't know much about human characters, so he turned to another page with a little curiosity.

[Zhen Xiao vigorously pushes her into her own bones and blood. His proud self-control was defeated in front of this woman, his eyes were scarlet and he muttered: "Are you willing to admit your mistakes, eh? What do you owe me here? Huh?"]

Ning Ning was almost brainwashed by that "um".

This is not the hero of a romance novel, he is just a non-stop electric motor.

"It's over."

Meng Jiaqi stiffened and lowered his voice: "Qin Chuan was just a child of seven or eight years old before he fell asleep. He didn't expect to be like this as soon as he woke up-he is just a child. Don't take him badly. what!"

It turns out that this is a mirrored version of Detective Conan. The body is getting old, but the mind is still the same.

——This is too miserable! No wonder his behavior always looks weird!

Zheng Weiqi is worthy of being a master of goods, and bit the bullet to explain: "This, this is practicing swords! Are we not sword repairers? Look at that "long dragon", which is the sword name of the sword sovereign."

Danger, Zhenxiao Sword Sovereign, Danger.

That was because he knew that his beloved sword was called a "long dragon". Sister, you are gone, Sister!

"Yeah!"

He Zhizhou babbled the first class: "The two men practiced swords in the wind and rain, cutting off all the stamens. You see, the'forward and backward forward' is a kind of sword technique of the Xuanxu Sword Sect. —"

Ningning took the opportunity: "Ming Huan's "Rain Beating Wind and Blowing Sword Technique"."

Qin Chuan nodded.

Turning another page again, he said aloud:

[Zhen Xiao is anxious, and pulls out a few dark brown beards as thick as a child's back from behind, binding her so that she cannot move.

Long beards are diversified, and the roots enter the flesh. As the long dragon went in and out, it ran over and over again and again, with joy and pain, and the sound of an orioles on the side of his body was crying, and nectar overflowed. ]

The scene fell into a strange silence.

Ning Ning was dumbfounded, and quietly lit a stick of incense for Sword Sovereign Zhen Xiao in his heart.

——Help! Why even use the props! And the "orioles crying, nectar overflowing"...

This author is no longer at the level that a "ghost" can describe, she is just a ghost!

Zheng Weiqi tried to maintain her facial expression management, and explained softly: "This, it means that Sword Master Zhenxiao was possessed by an octopus, and he actually grew tentacles from behind and tied the heroine like this..."

hateful.

She really can't make up anymore!

"After tying up the heroine! Stabbed her belly with the tentacles and the long sword!"

He Zhizhou hurriedly grabbed the white and increased the volume to make a decisive conclusion: "Why do you say that the pain is full of joy? The pain is the pain of the heart, and the joy is that you can die in the hands of the beloved. You see, the screaming orioles behind is actually a poor woman The illusion before death!"

Qin Chuan suddenly realized: "It turned out to be like this!"

It is hard to imagine what the Sword Master Zhenxiao in his heart looks like.

With thick arm-like tentacles and holding a sword called "Longlong", his greatest hobby is to stab his beloved woman with the sword.

Horror, the ultimate invincible horror.

After all, Qin Chuan was a child mentally. After a while, he threw the book with the yellow cover aside, and turned to look at other objects in his arms.

Ningning secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard Pei Ji whisper next to him: "Senior Sister, why have I never heard of the rain and wind blowing swordsmanship?"

Ningning was stunned.

correct.

Pei Ji grew up with a mother who was addicted to abuse. He basically didn't come into contact with other people. Everything he came into contact with every day, except for beating and scolding. Later, when he came to the Xuanxu Sect, no one would teach him anything about it--

Male lead, what's wrong with you male lead?

Where are your evil charms arrogant and frosty? How did you become an elementary school chicken... No, an eggshell male lead?

He Zhizhou on the side looked at him with horror, like an alien who came to the world of Xianxia for friendly and peaceful exchanges.

Ningning endured the warming heat on the ears, and replied straightforwardly, "Really? Maybe you started late and didn't have the chance to get in touch. In fact, it's not a powerful technique, and it doesn't matter whether it will or not."

Pei Ji rarely took the initiative to talk to someone. When he got a response, he gained a little more confidence. There was a slight smile between the words, and he continued in a deep voice: "Then I will ask Master for advice after I go back. Fan. After learning something, come to discuss with the senior sister."

Zheng Weiqi's expression could no longer be described in Yang Jian's words, her old face blushed, and she wanted to stop talking.

Ningning reluctantly pulled out a smile: "Yes, destined... Let's discuss it again if destined."

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I finally finished the test of TT Young City Lord and the boss fight. The next chapter should be coming hhh

From now on, I will update it every day at 12 o'clock in the evening, I will try my best to burst the liver! Goodnight everybody!

Thanks to the little angel who cast the grenade: 1 Yingsheng;

Thank you for the little angels who cast mines: Xiaoyu, Yvette, Yuhe, Tang Ye, Hei Zhenqiang and 1 invincible;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 78 bottles of Nishihara; 30 bottles of Ayoyo; 20 bottles of sakura; 15 bottles of Ruoyu; I don’t have 13 bottles; I’m not 13 bottles; 33540096, Mumu, 41225101, Maiaisi, Yingsheng , My spot is the most handsome, every day I want to be happy every day, 10 bottles of Eva cute; 7 bottles of Qiufang; Wen Chang, a meow, and Gao Gao are the protagonists, quiet shadows are deep, oh, cute love, the big devil Alice 5 bottles; 4 bottles of grapefruit; mouth ulcers are so uncomfortable, do not eat the stars of fish, south wind, abcde, light sleep in the south of the warm sun, fy99453 bottles; 38115413, stir-fried noodles with jujube, Huahua world charming eyes, hess , Zwww, the cute little who drilled out of the book, eat a few more bowls, zero, kaka~2 bottles today; tuzi123, 38308797, Mi Hai, Mo Xiaoye, Rongrong Rong, Wang Sansui's five years old, kindergarten. 1 bottle of Xiaomeng, Hanxiao, Qingxin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution during 2020-06-2516:12:31~2020-06-2701:07:09~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the grenade: 1 Yingsheng;

Thank you for the little angels who cast mines: Xiaoyu, Yvette, Yuhe, Tang Ye, Hei Zhenqiang and 1 invincible;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 78 bottles of Nishihara; 30 bottles of Ayoyo; 20 bottles of sakura; 15 bottles of Ruoyu; I don’t have 13 bottles; Eva, 3354096, Mu Mu, 41225101, Mai Ai Si, Ying Sheng, my spot is the most handsome, 10 bottles to be happy every day; 7 bottles to beard; there are oh, cute love, the big devil Alice, Wen Chang, a meow, Gao Gao is a protagonist, calm and shadowy 5 bottles; 4 bottles of grapefruit; light sleep in the south of the warm sun, fy9945, mouth ulcers so uncomfortable, do not eat fish stars, south wind, abcde 3 bottles; 38115413, stir-fried noodles with jujube, flower world charming eyes, hess , Zwww, the cute little who drilled out of the book, eat more bowls, zero, kaka~2 bottles today; kindergarten Xiaomeng, Han Xiao, Qingxin, tuzi123, 38308797, Mihai, Mo Xiaoye, Rongrong 1 bottle of five-year-old with three-year-old velvet and Wang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!