I, the cannon fodder female supporting role, what happened to me?

The power of Italian artillery is strong.

Italian cannon bullets stink.

Yuan Xian's psychological shadow on the Italian cannon was too great to be solved.

Seeing Wen Zheming aiming at Gu Qingyue, the brothers and sisters forced Yu Chonghai and Jia Tao to Gu Qingyue's side without any hesitation, and then escaped as quickly as possible.

At the same time, bullets from the Italian guns flew out.

Gu Qingyue just regarded it as an ordinary magic weapon and chopped it into pieces with one sword.

The protective spiritual power blocked the Italian cannon's attack, but the overwhelming stench came and made Gu Qingyue almost faint.

She quickly closed her five senses, and before she had time to react, she saw Wen Zheming's bullets being fired.

Impurities in the pills flew in one after another, and even the closed five senses tended to be broken through, and the smell could still be faintly smelled.

"What the hell is this? Can't you smell the stink yourself?" Jia Tao scolded angrily.

The seven Sheng Xi people could not only smell it, but also felt it smelled bad, so they kept putting special talismans on their bodies one after another.

Even Squidward and other monsters couldn't stand it, so they stretched out their little hands one after another, hooked a talisman that could isolate the odor from Sheng Xi's hand, and stuck it on his spirit beast bag.

Simply sealing the five senses with spiritual power can cut off most of the odor, but in order to increase the power of the Italian cannon, King Juan added additional ingredients to the impurities in these elixirs that serve as bullets.

These ingredients can break through the spiritual blockade and cause both mental and physical torture to the enemy and ourselves.

Gu Qingyue guessed this and said to his companions: "Don't worry about so many, just kill them!"

Yu Chonghai and Jia Tao responded at the same time and stepped forward with their swords raised.

Both of them were in the Nascent Soul stage and were very fast. They rushed in front of Wen Zheming in the blink of an eye.

Italian artillery has a fatal flaw, that is, it cannot hit [-]% of the time. Once the enemy gets close, Crispy Danxiu will have no power to fight back.

Yuan Xian and Xiao Liluo took action at the same time, repelling the two people who wanted to kill Wen Zheming.

The four sword cultivators were fighting together, and Gu Qingyue looked at the remaining five people with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Wen, stop struggling. You are no match for me. With only one golden elixir and two foundations left, how can you win?" What’s the use?”

Yan Che, whose external cultivation level is lower than his real cultivation level due to problems with his technique, solemnly emphasized: "I am also a golden elixir."

This makes no difference to Gu Qingyue.

Sheng Xi, who was ignored, protested strongly: "There is also me, don't use Qi refining as a monk!"

Gu Qingyue didn't even bother to look at her. Seeing Wen Zheming loading the bullets of the Italian cannon in an orderly manner, she directly drew her sword and attacked Wen Zheming.

The other two Jindan sword cultivators who can fight have been entangled. Let's see what Wen Zheming has to do to defend himself!
  However, before the long sword could get close to Wen Zheming, the second-level Qi Refiner whom she ignored actually stopped her with a sword!

Gu Qingyue was stunned. Before her brain could react, Sheng Xi drew out a beautiful sword flower, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at her face.

Queen Gu Qingyuecang retreated and counterattacked with her sword.

The Yuan Ying stage's sword energy attacked, but was crushed by Sheng Xi's sword force.

Li Duojin, who was still taking out Yuan Ying stage magic weapons, was shocked: "Sheng Xi can actually reach Yuan Ying stage?"

Wen Zheming was quite pleased: "It seems that the junior sister is at least in the Nascent Soul stage."

Li Duojin had a new understanding of Wenxinzong's strength: "What do you mean by this at least? What can Sheng Xi fight at most?"

Yan Che pointed to the sky and said, "At most, you can conquer the heavens!"

Li Duojin: "..." I'm sorry, he ignored this.

The four of them were all within the protective range of Lu Xiang's magic weapon. The sword cultivators mostly engaged in close combat. Wen Zheming was afraid of hurting his own people, so he did not use the Italian cannon easily.

Sheng Xi's sword was as powerful as a rainbow, forcing Gu Qingyue to retreat, igniting the teleportation talisman and escaping directly.

As for Yu Chonghai, who fought against Yuan Xian, he had already lost.

He activated the life-saving magic weapon to buy himself some time. While Yuan Xian was trapped by the magic weapon, he had the opportunity to use the teleportation talisman to escape. It is normal for Yuan Xian to leapfrog his level and beat Yuanying, and everyone has become accustomed to it.

Xiao Liluo's golden elixir actually fought back and forth with Jia Tao in the Nascent Soul stage, and even had the upper hand.

While fighting, he was still enjoying himself: "The Nascent Soul outside is so easy to fight! It's much easier than fighting against the senior brother!"

Jia Tao couldn't bear the grievance, and immediately shouted angrily, turning his sword into ten thousand swords, and rushed straight towards Xiao Liluo.

Xiao Liluo swept through thousands of troops at once, directly defeating all the ten thousand swords transformed by the opponent's sword energy.

Jia Tao suffered a backlash and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

"Brother is awesome!" Li Duojin cheered.

Seeing that the other two people were running for their lives without even calling out to him, Jia Tao felt anxious and threw five dry sky thunders.

Xiao Liluo realized the danger and instinctively retreated.

Five drought thunder exploded at the same time, directly shattering a protective magic weapon on his body.

Jia Tao quickly took advantage of this moment to escape using the teleportation talisman.

Xiao Liluo clicked his tongue: "I used to hear people say that the disciples of the sect are difficult to kill, but I didn't feel much about it. Now I understand, these guys really have many ways to save their lives."

Feihua Sect is one of the eight major alliances in the Zhengnan Spiritual Realm. As elite disciples, Gu Qingyue and the others have many ways to save their lives.

Sheng Xi just regretted not being able to get the Xumi Rings of these three people. There should be a lot of good things in them.

While she was regretting, Gu Qingyue was also regretting not being able to take away the inheritance of Medicine King Valley from them.

Gu Qingyue used the teleportation talisman to teleport thousands of miles away, angrily took the elixir to heal her injuries, and secretly hated Sheng Xi for deliberately hiding her cultivation, which led to her underestimating the enemy and defeating her.

Suddenly, Gu Qingyue caught a glimpse of a person standing by the river.

After seeing the man's appearance clearly, Gu Qingyue's face was filled with joy, she coughed twice weakly, and shouted softly: "Young Master Ren..."

Ren Shaoqiu, who pretended to be concentrating on painting, stiffened.

After a pause, he straightened up and smiled at Gu Qingyue: "Fellow Taoist Gu, nice to meet you. What's wrong with you?"

Gu Qingyue covered her heart and coughed twice more: "I was attacked by someone on the road, and I managed to escape with great difficulty."

Ren Shaoqiu raised his eyebrows and became interested: "Oh? Who else can make you, the chief disciple of Feihua Sect, so embarrassed?"

Gu Qingyue gritted her teeth, held back all the resentment in her heart, and said aggrievedly: "You might not believe it even if I tell you, it's Wen Zhean!"

"He stole the inheritance of Medicine King Valley, found a bunch of helpers from nowhere, and plotted against me and my two senior brothers outside Medicine King Valley."

"If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't have been able to see Young Master Ren."

While she was talking, she had already come to Ren Shaoqiu's side and saw the half-painted landscape painting on the table.

Gu Qingyue looked surprised and envious: "Young Master Ren's painting skills are becoming more and more exquisite. The scrolls, brushes and ink are all made of top quality materials. If this painting is completed, it will probably become a small world of its own, right?"

"It's just a random work." Ren Shaoqiu smiled, took a step back without leaving a trace, and put the unfinished painting, desk and other objects into the Sumeru Ring.

Gu Qingyue was originally supporting the desk with one hand. After Ren Shaoqiu put away the desk, she suddenly lost her support and almost fell to the ground.

Even so, Ren Shaoqiu had no intention of helping him.

Gu Qingyue gritted her teeth secretly, wondering what was wrong with Ren Shaoqiu.

The young master of Painting Yuanfang had clearly obeyed her words before. For a painting like today, she didn't even need to ask. As long as she took one more look at it, Ren Shaoqiu would take the initiative to give it to her.

But not long ago, Ren Shaoqiu suddenly changed from his normal state.

Although he didn't give her a cold look, he was always defensive and distant, as if she would harm him. (End of chapter)