Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

Time flies quickly, and it has been more than half a month since the battle with Xuan Ye in Jialan City.

With the assistance of the elders, the lake in Jialan City disappeared, and the demon race in the city gradually woke up. It must adapt to a period of time before it can gradually integrate with the current immortal cultivation world.

Pei Ji and Senior Sister were the most injured, and after this period of cultivation, they were finally able to move freely.

Ningning practiced swords for a whole day yesterday. Just after leaving the hospital in the morning, she heard a raging voice not far away.

The voice is clearly a soft and beautiful female voice, but it was pronounced in a tone of death as home, like thunder on the ground, and the sound of ape can't stop crying.

"Go to the center of the spiritual collection of your sister's stems and branches! The yin and yang and the five elements are in the hands of the week, and the sun and the moon are swallowed into the Danshe, ah, the sweet girl! Explore the roots of the sky, and the true breath produces spring. Recover your mother's universe! Ah——! Die to me!"

Speaking sonorously, every word is a halt.

He memorized the endorsement alive as a shouting effect, as if he could clean up and make his debut in the next second, and his stage name was MC sonorous rose.

Ning Ning then remembered that the school where the master sister had not graduated for many years was about to usher in the annual final exam. If she failed to pass, she would have to continue to suffer for a whole year.

——But this kind of endorsement of one sentence at a time is too much! Sister, calm down!

Ning Ning was worried, looking for a voice and walking away, she saw Zheng Weiqi on the edge of the cliff.

She still wears men's clothing, with high blue silk, and her clean facial features are reflected in the morning sun. At first glance, she is indeed a graceful person, but it is a pity that her facial features are so fierce, coupled with the constant roaring from her mouth. Memorizing the endorsement shows the effect of killing pigs.

Perceiving someone approaching, Zheng Weiqi stopped and raised her head slightly. Seeing that the person here was Ning Ning, she showed a bright smile: "Little Junior Sister!"

"Senior Sister."

The morning reading she had just read still lingered, and Ning Ning was a little confused: "Master has cast a forbidden curse, don't you let you speak foul language?"

"You don't understand this."

Zheng Weiqi smiled mysteriously, jumped off the boulder at the top of the cliff, and stirred the breeze: "Remember the content of the forbidden curse?"

Ningning will not forget this matter naturally.

The battle between the master sister and the young city lord in Jialan City is a masterpiece, and she still ranks among the top three in Ningning's "Classic Scenes of Cultivation World".

As for the content of the forbidden curse, as long as you swear swearly, you will do what you most resist at this time. Now she urges the curse when she endorses the book--

That's it!

Ningning widened her eyes suddenly, and the look at Zheng Weiqi showed a sense of worship.

The big sister is worthy of being a big sister. The last thing she wants to do at this moment must be endorsement. Once she uses the forbidden curse Tian Xianzi imposes on her——

You can force yourself to recite, never stop!

Talent!

It is a perpetual motion machine for memorizing while cursing and memorizing at the same time.

I am afraid that even Tian Xianzi himself would not have thought that the curse would be used in such a place.

"I have been studying recently, and my mouth and ears are about to have calluses. Those **** elders not only don't know that they are discouraged, but they also take the exams all day long. It's not you, me, or his mother.

Zheng Weiqi said with a grin, her eyes curled up like a favor: "Little Junior Sister, I can learn to be supernatural, and I'm already exhausted. Do you want to make some pocket money with Senior Sister?"

Ningning was taken aback: "Pocket money? Going to set up a stall?"

"Of course not! I'm approaching the evaluation, and I don't have time to go down the mountain to buy it. Don't you know? In our mountain gate, there are also ways to make money."

Seeing the little girl frowning suspiciously, Zheng Weiqi patiently said: "Fotu Tower! The higher the floor, the higher the possibility of dropping high-level treasures. If you are lucky, you don't have to worry about food for the whole year— —Didn’t you still get a priceless ghost orb?"

Seems.

But she gave it to Pei Ji.

"Although the chance of encountering hidden plots is very small, even things that are dropped in ordinary levels are not of low value. Let's find someone again and go directly to the illusion of extremely difficult mode. After a fight, it is definitely rewarding. ."

Zheng Weiqi smiled and said: "As the saying goes, three of them become tigers! The new words I learned, learn and use them lively, are awesome!"

Ningning:...

Ningning was heartbroken: "Senior Sister, "Three people become tigers" is not used in this way."

——Is this what you call "superiority"? Can you really pass the assessment this time, Sister? ? ?

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The rain is empty and the fog is lingering.

A phantom gradually appeared in front of her eyes, and Ning Ning first felt a chill that went straight to her bones.

Zheng Weiqi deliberately selected the notoriously difficult layers in the Buddha Pagoda. Those who came in with them were He Zhizhou, who was notoriously poor, and Pei Ji who was notoriously fierce.

Unlike the situation where they were scattered after entering the Buddha Pagoda last time, the four people appeared in the same place this time.

This place resembles a small town in the south of the Yangtze River during the rainy season, with heavy smoke and dark rain, weaving a large net that falls from the sky, hanging straight from the clouds onto the light green clothes of weeds.

It should be in the evening now, the twilight will not fall, the sun or the moon will not be seen in the sky, only the cotton-like clouds piled up to obscure the sky.

They were standing on a long embankment, not far away was a quiet river, dyed with milky white smoke into a misty dark gray color. The willows were cut into the wind, and the spring mist and showers were lightly caused. The cool breeze passed gently, blowing the jade-colored river like wrinkled cold mirrors.

A stone bridge stretches across the river. Looking back, it is a low-rise house with blue tiles and white walls, soaked in rain and fog, and you can't see the track.

It looks like a smudged black pen and ink on rice paper, which is far away and unclear.

Ningning took a breath of air gently, the cool sweetness mixed with the smell of grass and trees, like a refreshing dessert tasted in summer, refreshing.

This illusion was not mentioned in the original work, so she didn't know the specific plot, but Zheng Weiqi had said that she had stumped many Jindan and even Yuanying disciples.

She was obsessed with setting up stalls down the mountain, and rarely came to wander in the buddha tower. Hearing that this level was extremely difficult, she never tried it.

A cry came unexpectedly, and it was as though he had accidentally lost a five-million-dollar lottery ticket.

Ningning used aura to cover the dense rain, following the prestige.

There were few people on both sides of the embankment, and the nearest to them was a young girl in a green dress.

The girl held an oiled paper umbrella embroidered with lilac flowers, and she was hanging her head and weeping softly. Although she could not see her face with her hands, judging from her dew-swaying figure and the faintly exposed facial contours, It should be called beautiful.

She seemed to be trying to suppress the cry, every sob was broken, like debris blown away by the wind, banging on the eardrums of others indiscriminately. Well-deserved indifference and melancholy, I can go to a guest appearance in "Rain Alley".

"She was crying so sad."

He Zhizhou thought intently: "As far as I know, in almost all the plots of the script, this kind of plot of a person walking in the rain and shed tears all originated from a sad relationship-this requires me, a beautiful young man in the wind to appear on the scene. To give her a little comfort."

Zheng Weiqi is worthy of being an old fritters, glanced at him lightly, and squeezed the long sword around her waist: "As far as I know, in almost all the plots of the buddha tower, that girl will only be an out-and-out monster-you Don't fall into the beauty trick, you were sent out as soon as you came in."

"What about the demon."

He Zhizhou’s previous life is indeed an otaku who is proficient in all kinds of beautiful girl love games. He smiled and geared up, confident: "After I go back, I will tell you the story of the White Lady and Xu Xian. With my personality charm, even if it is a monster, it can change the situation. , Become a beautiful love legend."

"Just you?"

Ningning is also used to slap him: "As far as love legends are concerned, the face of my junior brother is more suitable for the male protagonist."

Pei Ji pursed her lips and said nothing.

As soon as Ningning's voice fell, she heard the sob in her ears suddenly stopped, and then came the sound of splashing water from something falling to the ground——

It turned out that the rain was slippery. The girl in green was crying and fell to the ground. The oil-paper umbrella was blown away suddenly by the wind, leaving her alone in the rain and struggling to get up.

The green shirt provokes the water, like a blossoming duckweed.

And her appearance finally became clear in the rain and fog, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and the autumn water cut her pupils. It was really sad and resentful, and I felt pity.

"At this time, it's my turn to play! Pei Ji, you study hard, you will definitely be able to use it in the future."

He Zhizhou lowered his voice: "I've seen this storyline. It's nothing more than helping her up and asking her warmly, and then eliciting the storyline in the conversation. Just watch it carefully."

After a pause, he said: "Do you think that her skirt is spread out like this, like a round scallion cake? It makes me a little hungry-can I eat in the illusion?"

Ningning:...

It’s not like you can develop a love story at all with your mental awareness, okay? Please go directly to the stall and cook the scallion pancakes. Thank you!

I don't know why, she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and she had even faintly worried about the girl.

He Zhizhou did what he said without hesitation. He immediately stepped forward and made an exaggerated shout, "Girl, what's the matter with you!"

He didn't hold an umbrella, and his feet were swaying in the puddles, sometimes stepping on the moss on the shore, and involuntarily swaying to the left and right.

Not like a young man, but like walking a duck step.

This is destined to be a love story between duck and green onion pancake.

Seeing him, the green-clothed woman raised her eyes dimly with tears, stretched out her right hand tremblingly, and called out, "The son."

Ning Ning had already vaguely guessed the ending, and sighed inwardly.

——He Zhizhou ran very fast, so he would never notice that there was a huge moss near the place where the girl in green slipped.

In the next moment, he will personally interpret what is meant by "scoring twice."

Moss said, the shoe kissed me with pain, but I responded with song.

He Zhizhou's actions were comparable to the Philippine National Diving Team. After a dynasty of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he fell straight with his hands up and his legs down, exactly the same as the girl in green clothes. He sturdily dropped a big somersault.

He thought that things would not get worse anymore.

But the sledgehammer of fate finally fell on the weak shoulders of this beautiful young man.

——Before he fell, he ran in the direction of the girl in green.

Newton's coffin board is still there. According to the laws of mechanics, under the action of inertia, even if he falls to the ground, it will continue to slide toward her.

Question: The girl in the green dress stayed still and He Zhizhou slipped her feet down. What would happen?

Answer: Can't bear to answer.

The legs kept moving forward, and the soles of the feet fell on the girl's shoulders.

Then kicked her far away.

It's still the kind of spinning around and sliding into the distance.

Today, the fog and rain are hazy, and He Zhizhou meets a girl who is spinning and sliding away like a spinning top.

She has the color like a spinning top, the fragrance like a spinning top, and the sadness like a spinning top, lamenting in the rain, lamenting and hesitating.

She glided past, like a dream, sadly and confused like a dream. Like sliding across a spinning top in a dream, the girl glided by his side.

She was far away, far away in silence, to the bank of the depressed.

and so on.

Shore.

He Zhizhou suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand like a rain loach in vain, and let out a heroic wailing: "No--!"

He thought that in this script, he could become the dashing male protagonist who had ever lived among thousands of flowers. Unexpectedly, I guessed the beginning, but I couldn't figure out the ending.

He is not Xu Xian, but a top rope.

And the woman in Tsing Yi who was kicked by him turned around and slid straight to the end of the long embankment.

At the moment when he completely fell into the river, He Zhizhou saw her expression.

It was like finally finding the person who stole her 5 million lottery ticket, shocked, frightened, angry, and more abstract than abstract paintings.

In the distance, I don’t know which passerby was screaming, his voice was loud enough to pierce the fog, and he flew up to the sky side by side with the dark clouds: "Help—life—ah—! Kill—people—la—!

Who can think of it.

Obviously it's an adventure game with intricate plots, but the player took a different approach and murdered important NPCs directly at the beginning.

Zheng Weiqi didn't even look at it, and let out a long sigh.

Ningning covered her face with her hand, choking silently.

There was a bit of confusion in Pei Ji's eyes, and it seemed that he couldn't understand why He Zhizhou's "learning hard" was like this.

If the Pagoda can speak, it will definitely say that classic saying in anger--

Is there any mistake, you guys are simply the worst class of students I have ever brought!

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