Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    His grand plan, before it even started, has turned into a dream.

    Now, how to survive in this overwhelming pursuit is the short-term dream of Xue Zhongyu.

    As a demon, he can exist in an invisible form even if he loses his body. It's just that in this form, he can't hide the demonic energy on his body at all.

    Cultivators cannot be selected, because the five senses of cultivators are sensitive, and no matter how concealed they are, there is a risk of being discovered—and, now the entire cultivation world has received a reward order from Taixu Sect, all sects, once If there is anything wrong with the disciple in the sect, he will definitely control him immediately, and the communication is too false.

    The demons are not easy to choose. This idea came from Xue Zhongyu's intuition: he felt that he had to stay away from the demons and the little girl Jiangling as far as possible.

    Then only mortals are left.

    He first placed himself on mortals, because he could not restrain his greed and miscalculated the fragility of mortal bodies, resulting in several deaths.

    As soon as there is human life, those monks will immediately come to hear the news, and he can only be forced to flee in a hurry.

    After being almost cut into a cloud of fog several times, the jade in the snow realized, and the jade in the snow was cautious.

    Xue Zhongyu collapsed on the bed, her eyes were empty, like a salted fish that lost her dream: "I'm tired, I'm really tired. Youhuo, why am I a dignified Demon Seed? miserable."

    Youhuo thought about it for a while: "All of this, there must be a problem with your body, you run back from the devil world to Wanyuefeng and start talking..."

    Seeing it, she really intends to analyze it seriously, Xue Zhongyu can't bear to interrupt it: "This is not what I want to hear. Youhuo, you don't claim to have survived for tens of thousands of years. In this case, Is there no way I can think about it? Am I going to be like this..."

    He pointed to himself, wearing old patched clothes, lying on the bed with a missing corner, down and pitiful.

    "Am I going to play such a low-key role all the time, living like a shady mouse?"

    "What else?" Youhuo thought for a while, and said, "You can also leave this desolate body now, stand out generously, and tell those people from the Immortal Dao and the Demon Race, The devil is here!"

    "Then what?" Xue Zhongyu asked expectantly, "Can you make me stronger? Or can you resolve my current situation?"

    "No." Youhuo's tone was a little kind, "You can die with dignity."

    Jade in the Snow: “…”

    You Huo restores a gloomy tone: "Anyway, ordinary methods can't kill you, at most, you die once, and then resurrect, it's just a weak point. It's just that both immortals and demons know demons. If you want to escape by suspended animation, it's impossible."

    Jade in the Snow: “…”

    He was so angry that he gasped for two breaths, his eyes widened all of a sudden, his heart was blocked and his eyes turned white-for convenience, he deliberately found a side Living in a small courtyard, the concubine of a large family that no one cares about.

    When he was so angry, he almost died.

    After a while, Xue Zhongyu eased her breath.

    He sat up angrily and slapped the old and yellowed quilt: "Where are you from? Youhuo, do you want to be mad at me and find a new owner?"

    Youhuo sighed regretfully: "The devil is not so easy to be born, I have waited for more than three thousand years to wait for you. It is not realistic to find a new owner."

    Jade in the Snow: ? It's so clear, have you really thought about it?

    He became even more angry.

    "Sixth Master?"

    No one answered.

    The boy looked around and muttered, "No one responds when you shout so loudly, isn't he dead?"

    Jade in the Snow: “…”

    His expression twisted for a moment.

      How many swords can you stop?"

    Jade in Snow: "..." The killing intent was filled with cold water.

    To be honest, I couldn't catch it with half a sword.

    A feeble response came from the room: "I'm here, leave it."

    The little boy put it down on the ground and pouted: "So you're not dead, so next time you answer earlier. I want to deliver lunch to a few young masters, I can't afford to lose time."

    The footsteps fade away.

    Xue Zhongyu sat on the bed and practiced.

    Xue Zhongyu lowered her head and covered her stomach.

    He now lives on this sick seedling, and his senses are naturally shared with him.

     Hungry.

    With his backbone, he is definitely not willing to eat this meal.

    But...

    grunt, grunt, grunt.

     Really hungry.

    The fire said faintly: "Go to eat, forcibly hold on, you are the one who suffers."

    Xue Zhongyu finally succumbed to her body's instinct.

    He stood up swayingly, walked to the yard, and opened the food box.

    After counting his breaths, he said angrily, "They don't even give me meat!"

    Fire: "…"

    It looked at the master with a faint gaze, and all the ambition and pride in its heart were blown away by a cool wind.

    No help, so be it.

    Three years later, Yaofeng Junior Brother Mu successfully formed an elixir.

    A fourteen-year-old Jindan cultivator, no matter how low-key Mu Xing was in the past, his reputation also started from Taixu Sect and spread throughout the world of self-cultivation.

    At this time, a Jade in the Snow who had just killed a body and was looking for a second person to seize the house: "..."

    After so many years, he has finally reached the foundation by relying on his grief and anger and absorbing the countless distracting thoughts in this world.

     Hearing the news, he was in a mixed mood and unwilling to say: "If, if Wan Yuefeng was a little bit more competitive back then, Yaofeng didn't let Yaofeng take people away. Now, the genius Jindan cultivator is me."

    A teenage Jindan cultivator, when he arrives at Jindan, he can choose another body. Think about how wonderful this must be.

    Youhuo said in a low voice, "Don't think too much about it. Recently, the demons have appeared frequently here. I suspect that they have found us."

    Jade in the Snow: !

    Another three years.

    Xue Zhongyu was blocked in the alley by a group of people wearing cloaks.

    His identity is a poor scholar, because of his rigid and pedantic personality, he is not popular.

    He realized that he wanted to go, and realized that the escape route was blocked.

    These people are obviously not ordinary people.

    He took off his hat, and it was a beautiful face.

    Xue Zhongyu felt that this woman looked familiar, but when he saw the faint purple eyes, he suddenly reacted: "Jiangling?"

    Jiang Ling giggled: "I haven't seen you for so many years, Xiaoyu brother still remembers A Ling, A Ling is so happy."

    Xue Zhongyu was not happy at all, he even felt very bad.

    He swallowed and said in a low voice, "A-Ling, Brother Xiaoyu has missed you so much over the years."

    Jiang Ling said: "A-Ling misses you very much too. A-Ling looks at brother Xiaoyu every day, watching you find a sick body and being bullied, watching you copy books every day. hard."

    Xue Zhongyu's back froze, looking at Jiangling in horror.

    I saw the beautiful girl in front of me with a sweet smile: "Brother Xiaoyu, don't be afraid, those who bullied you were all killed by A Ling."

    Xue Zhongyu secretly said: "She, why does she look more perverted?"

    You Huo nodded, very satisfied: "This looks like a demon."

    Xuezhong Yuqiang smiled and said, "A Ling, are you monitoring me?"

    Jiang Ling smiled happily: "Yes, I found brother Xiaoyu very early. It's just that I know that brother Xiaoyu is very good at running away. Even if I catch you, you will run away. So I Just let them follow you first, I have to find a way to keep you by my side."

    "Now, Arling has found a way."

    Jade in the snow is creepy.

    The next moment, my heart is cold.

    A **** long sword pierced through his heart at some point.

    He subconsciously wanted to get out of this body, but found that there was a strange suction on the long sword for some reason, and his body uncontrollably turned into a black mist, which was sealed inside into the long sword.

    He screamed in agony, raised his head in panic, and saw Jiangling's face through the sword, a creepy smile:

    "This is the holy sword Fentian. Brother Xiaoyu must know it? I know you like it very much. It took me a long time to find such a way."

     "Lock you up in the burning sky, and you won't be able to escape."