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

Chapter 682 Don’t ask, asking means trusting Sheng Xi

Sheng Xi's words were undoubtedly a provocation. Gu Qingyue and others who had fought against her all had ugly expressions.

Although Ling Bojing was not beaten to the ground by Sheng Xi, he was snatched away by Sheng Xi in front of him. This was no different from being beaten to the ground by Sheng Xi.

Seeing Gu Qingyue frowning, he lowered his voice to comfort: "Qingyue, don't be upset, when she enters the sword tomb, I will make sure she dies without a burial!"

Ren Shaoqiu glanced at him sideways, curled his lips, and said nothing.

When we enter the Sword Tomb, we still don’t know who let whom die without a burial place.

Pang Wei didn't want to be verbally attacked by Sheng Xi again, so he said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense and take out that octopus of yours!"

"You asked for this." Sheng Xi glanced at him faintly and patted the spirit beast bag on his waist.

This cute Q-version octopus-shaped spirit beast bag was originally dark red, but now it has become an ecological green.

Following Sheng Xi's movements, a green and reddish light lit up, and the tall and tall Squidward appeared on the scene with a shining green light.

His previously arrogant red hair turned into emerald green. Not only that, even his clothes and skin were green, and the whole fish was as green as a green vegetable.

"puff!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The elders of the seven sects couldn't hold it in any longer, and all of them laughed so hard that they fell off their feet.

Even Jingchen Yuanjun didn't expect this. He covered his mouth with one hand and tried to maintain his image, but his shoulders kept shaking.

"You...how could you...hahaha..." Elder Gui wanted to laugh when he saw Squidward, but couldn't even formulate a decent question.

Brother Squidward said unfazed: "Xiao Xi's idea."

Wen Zheming was secretly frightened: "Senior, did junior sister throw her dye on you?"

"That's not true, I can change the color myself." Brother Squidward said, looking at Pang Wei in the distance, with a provocative smile, "Xiao Xi said this color suits you better."

"Get out!" Pang Wei was furious.

"Senior, don't be so angry. I know you are stingy. Not only did I keep Brother Squidward, I also kept all the wolves."

Sheng Xi snapped her fingers, and more than a hundred Frost Moon Wolves crowded the open space next to her, scrambling to get close to her.

"Ah ha ha ha ha..."

The elders laughed louder, and some even clapped.

These more than a hundred Frost Moon Wolves are all green!

Each one is sparkling green!

The wolves are crowded together, like a sea of ​​green.

The previous frost moon wolves carrying speakers were still in their original colors. It was entirely because of limited time and insufficient dye produced by Sheng Xi that they escaped disaster.

"Be good, you guys cheer for me outside." Sheng Xi comforted the wolves and asked Jingchen Yuanjun, "Master, please help take care of the wolves."

"Okay." Jingchen Yuanjun tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth, but his sight was filled with countless green-haired wolves, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xiao Xi is really his pistachio.

Wu Nan was secretly frightened and whispered to Xue Feichen: "Elder brother, I suddenly feel that Sheng Xi was really merciful to us before."

"Otherwise you should have been pissed to death by her."

Xue Feichen originally wanted to respond to him, but when he heard the last sentence, he silently shut up and pretended not to hear it.

Pang Wei's eyes were about to burst, his body was shaking with anger, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

That look was even more embarrassing than being stabbed by Sheng Xi on the spot.

HexaKill!

Ling Tongtian suspected that if things continued like this, Sheng Xi could directly bring out the inner demons in Pang Wei, and urged: "Stop playing tricks and hurry up and compete for me!"

"Hey." Sheng Xi rolled his eyes at him, stood up and flew towards the sword tomb, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness of the canyon.

The Sword Tomb will teleport those who enter it to different places. There is no difference between entering alone and entering together.

Xiao Liluo followed Sheng Xi, rolled his eyes at Ling Tongtian, and made the same "bang" sound.

Yuan Xian followed closely behind. Ling Tongtian looked at Ling Tongtian with his emerald green eyes. Ling Tongtian was inexplicably nervous for a moment, and he was prepared for a "snap" in his heart.

But Yuan Xian just gave him a look of disdain that was not very obvious but could not be ignored with the posture of cool brother, and quickly followed Xiao Liluo's pace.

Looking at Yuan Xian's decisive departure, Ling Tongtian suddenly felt that he was nervous for nothing.

Behind Yuan Xian is Lu Jinyan.

Seeing him looking at him, Ling Tongtian's heart rose again, and he suspected that he would be "snapped" again.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jinyan just glanced at Yuan Xian with disdain and flew away.

Although Ling Tongtian was dissatisfied, he was relieved that he was no longer so obviously provoked by his juniors.

However, before he could relax, he heard the four brothers Xia Mingshan yelling at him very deliberately and loudly: "Bang!"

The eldest brother is of high moral character and disdains cruelty, but they are not so easy to talk to.

He wounded their master, robbed their sword tomb, and wanted to massacre the whole Wushuang sect. If he didn't follow Sheng Xi to take care of these people today, how could he be regarded as a member of the Wushuang sect?

Long Yu and Fu Jinyun in the back had a trouble-making personality, and they followed along with a smile.

Gu Qingyue was furious: "When we go in, we can't save face for their elders!"

"That's right!" Cao Mian, the chief disciple of the Qingfeng Sword Sect, agreed and told the participating disciples in the Zhengnan Spiritual World to remember to look good to the elders in the Southeastern Spiritual World.

All the people in the southeastern spiritual world entered the sword tomb, and Gu Qingyue led the team to fly to the sword tomb.

She specially went to visit the elders in the southeast spiritual world and snorted arrogantly.

None of the elders paid attention to her, they were all talking to themselves.

They are all veterans who have been trained by Sheng Xi, how can they be frightened by such a little trick?

Their lack of cooperation made the people in Zhengnan Spiritual World feel even more like clowns and even more angry.

Jingchen Yuanjun rubbed his frost-green wolf's furry green head, and the smile on his face disappeared as Sheng Xi and others left, secretly stroking the Sumeru ring on his ring finger.

Elder Gui inexplicably felt that he was not in a good mood, so he casually picked up a green-haired wolf lying at his feet, Shuang, to prevent blood from splattering on him when Jingchen Yuanjun killed someone later.

……

After Sheng Xi entered the Sword Tomb, he felt like he had jumped into a thick darkness.

There seemed to be countless eyes on her in the darkness, and in the silence, there was an unreal rustling sound.

The further Sheng Xi walked forward, the more obvious those sights and sounds became.

These glances are not malicious, but have a clear meaning of inquiry.

Sheng Xi thought for a while and then tentatively asked: "Is it the lovely spirit sword in the sword tomb?"

"Do you want to go out with me to see the world, travel across the vast mountains and rivers, and fuck the little cutie in the spiritual world in Zhengnan?"

In order to make it easier to understand the situation in the Sword Tomb at any time, this competition also required the disciples to wear projection stones with them.

Sheng Xi's words were projected word for word.

At this time, he did not forget to step on Zhengnan Spirit World, which made the elders of the seven sects laugh secretly.

As a sword cultivator, Venerable Xuanyang knows that the more powerful a spiritual sword is, the harder it is to conquer it.

The spiritual energy and murderous aura in the Wushuang Sect's sword tomb are so strong, which shows that there are many top-quality spiritual swords.

Listening to the elders of the seven sects discussing how many spiritual swords Sheng Xi could bring out this time, Venerable Xuanyang sneered:

"Since ancient times, it has been extremely difficult to conquer spiritual swords. Losing half of one's life is common."

"This girl wants to conquer the Spirit Sword with just a few words. She is simply dreaming!"

Immortal Lord Mingxiu, who had been slapped in the face the most among the seven sects, reminded him with experience: "Don't underestimate Sheng Xi."

Venerable Xuanyang was dismissive: "If she can convince her to use her spirit sword to follow her just by talking, I will eat her shoe!"

The elders of the seven sects were distracted and couldn't help but start thinking about whose shoes he would eat.

Don't ask, asking means trusting Sheng Xi 100%.

(End of this chapter)