Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

In the evening, Lan Yuefeng.

Unknowingly, it has entered the summer night, and the dusk is dark, reflecting the sky flowing Xia Cai. Under the unrested sun, there are continuous black shadows like the surrounding mountains and the sky, and occasionally the breeze blows by, carrying the long cry of cranes, and the sound of the male voice:

"Pei Jisheng!"

Ning Ning, who was lying on the peach tree, yawned lazily listening to this voice.

Like various discipline competitions in the 21st century, there is also a unified competition among the sects of the world of immortality.

Correspondingly, only the disciples who performed well in this sect were qualified to participate in the competition among the sects-such as this time in the Secret Realm of Xiaozhongshan.

The Secret Realm of Xiaozhongshan opened in fifty years, containing countless treasures of spiritual plants and beasts, whether for the purpose of grabbing resources or actual combat experience, it is a good place.

However, the secret realm here is extremely fragile, it can only accept the monks of the golden core and the realm below it, and the number of people that can be accommodated is very limited. After coming and going, it has become an excellent place to compete with each other among the outstanding disciples of the Golden Core Period of the Zongmen.

Today, the Xuanxu Sword Sect is holding a competition to select candidates to go to the secret realm.

Most of the participants in the competition were Jin Dan, and occasionally I saw the figure of Dacheng Zhuji's disciple. The opponent that Ning Ning ran into in the first round was not difficult, and she won the next round without much effort. On the other hand, Pei Ji's luck was a bit bad.

After a recent period of cultivation, he has already stepped into the Golden Core Triple Realm. This is almost a flying speed, but He Shuangwen pays attention to a weak victory over a strong, desperate counterattack. The opponent he met this time was unfortunately the Gold Core Quadruple.

The levels of cultivation are strictly divided, and even if there is only a small difference in realm, the strength between the two is vastly different. Pei Ji can win this one, and the difficulty can be imagined.

The bitter sword light that had filled the entire Yuefeng Peak disappeared quickly, diving into the silent afterglow of the sunset with the wind.

The young boy's slender figure was stretched straight by the setting sun, and scarlet blood was dripping on the thick black shadow.

"At a young age, he can comprehend the Guiyi sword technique so clearly, so powerfully."

Standing on the stands was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy made of powder-carved jade. His dark eyes were like no waves in an ancient well. At this moment, he let out a faint smile: "Although the other one is defeated, the sword is full of strength. Not to be underestimated, it is equally commendable."

Tian Xianzi, who was wearing a sword in white, leaned against the stone pillar and smiled unscrupulously: "Of course, can my apprentice be bad?"

"The apprentice is not bad, but the master is not necessarily so."

The beautiful woman standing next to each other casually twisted a strand of blue silk around her fingertips.

She looked only two years old, she was charming, her breathtaking peach eyes gleamed, and she smiled mockingly: "Ah, but that little disciple really has a good look. If you can see it soon He will not be swayed by the poor."

Tian Xianzi pretended to be injured and opened her eyes wide, and glanced at Zhen Xiao beside her: "Brother, she laughs at me!"

Zhen Xiao:...

Zhen Xiao's face was serious, as if the director of the ward rounds: "Jing Yi, you are an elder of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, not a female cultivator of the Demon Acacia Sect. When you see a handsome disciple, you still need to maintain your reservations as an elder."

The woman snorted and moved closer to the boy: "You control me!"

After a pause, she said with a lazy smile: "You said, did our Sword Master Zhenxiao heard me think of other men and couldn't help being jealous? Headmaster."

The boy smiled quietly: "Really?"

Zhen Xiao's sword brows horizontally, not knowing whether it is anger or shame, the roots of his ears are a little red: "Shi Jingyi, compare swords with me!"

Sword Master Zhenxiao's interpersonal communication level is in a mess. Meeting friends and bosom friends is better than swords. After being angered, he beats children with swords. After doing nothing on weekdays, he still spends money to compete with Tianxianzi every day.

If people who don't know the truth can see it at a glance, they will definitely not think that the beautiful woman with silky eyes and stunning eyes is actually Jingyi, the leading teacher of the Xuanxu Sword School;

And the beanie-sized boy next to her is Ji Yunkai, the head.

——Ji Yunkai was seriously injured in the battle between immortals and demons, and his body turned into a twelve-year-old child. As for Shi Jingyi, her face-and-dog attributes are born from sincerity.

"There was a little girl named Ningning who was also very admirable before---awesome."

Shi Jingyi smiled and said: "Winning is not procrastinated, it is quite the aura of my time. If you can follow me to practice—"

Goodbye, goodbye.

Thinking of the experience of this devil who once played the little half of the sword school disciple between her palms, Tian Xianzi couldn't help but wrinkle her face into a ball of bitter gourd. Don't harm his lovely and beloved Ningning, the little girl didn't even hold the boy's hand.

"Nowadays, there are many talents among the younger generation. I heard that Wan Jianzong, Fanyin Temple, and Luming Mountain have also produced very interesting little apprentices."

Ji Yun squinted his eyes, and the gloomy and deep eyes were full of light and windy clouds that were incompatible with this immature body: "It seems that Xiaozhongshan will not be boring this time."

"Don't talk about it yet."

Shi Jingyi gently curled her lips, her voice was as clear as a peach blossom spring water: "One of my disciples came back from the mountain and brought a lot of snacks. Custard wrapped in sugar candied fruit, I wonder if the head is interested?"

Xiaodouding cheered: "I want to eat candied haws!"

*

Pei Ji, who was at the center of the topic, naturally knew nothing about the conversations of the elders.

He rejected the offer of medical treatment and returned to the room after the test. There is no other reason, just because the demonic energy is rampant, and it is about to break through the imprisonment.

As the son of Demon Cultivation, Pei Ji inevitably inherited a very heavy demon energy in his body. This force and human blood are intertwined and blended with each other, and it is difficult to be controlled and restrained when they collide with each other.

This also caused his demonic energy to surge from time to time, eroding his body and reason like a raging wave. At that time, there would be uncontrollable pain all over the body, trying to relieve the pain through killing.

When the black-clothed boy closed the door in embarrassment, he no longer had the strength to walk forward.

The rebellious and tyrannical slumber in the bloodline tore his nerves again and again, urging him to open the killing ring, Pei Ji leaned against the wooden door, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He has not yet fallen to the point of giving in to it.

I don't want to become a monster that only knows how to kill.

The place where he was hurt by Jianqi was still bleeding, and he pressed the wound with his hands like a self-abuse.

Then make a fierce effort.

The broken blood marks cracked more fiercely under the pressure, and blood rushed out.

Pei Ji seemed to be accustomed to this kind of heart-piercing pain, and his back stood trembling slightly, only the cold sweat on the tightly bitten lower lip and forehead quietly revealed the pain.

He didn't want to kill, so whenever the devilish qi was raging, he used a knife to cut one after another in his body to relieve the pain, and the desire that was so strong that he was about to break his head.

There was no sound around, only the heavy breathing of the young man could be heard. The twilight grew from the West Mountain a little bit, and gradually swallowed the entire courtyard.

Unsuspectingly, Pei Ji heard footsteps.

The man's steps are light and fast, for him, he hasn't even breathed louder.

Except for Master Tian Xianzi who has been here several times, no one has ever stepped into the courtyard where he lives.

There was a knock on the door, accompanied by a familiar voice: "Little Junior Brother, are you in the room?"

Cheng Ying moved slightly in his heart.

There was no candle light in the room, and in the dark night, Ningning could only see through the window paper, a fuzzy shadow standing under the moon.

She heard no answer, and after hesitating for a while, she knocked again: "Master asked me to give you some medicine."

The little girl's fingers were white and delicate, and her knuckles hit the door with a crisp sound.

The force of the knock on the door caused a very slight tremor of the wooden board, and the vibration passed through the door and spread to Pei Ji's back on the door, bringing insignificant numbness.

Across a thin wooden door, Ningning's knuckles knocked on the spot near his heart.

Pei Ji raised his head slightly, and finally moved his teeth away from the lower lip. It took him almost all of his strength to make a sound, hoarsely weird: "Leave it at the door."

Ningning outside the door should be taken aback for a moment, and hesitated to respond to him: "Can't you open the door? I have to hand it to you personally."

The throat rolled up and down weakly, Pei Ji pressed the door with the palm of his hand, and the curled knuckles turned white because of the force.

At this time, he should be impatient.

The pain in his mind and the sharp pain in his body were torturing all the time, making him too late to think about other things. Pei Ji has a bad temper, and if she were in the past, she would never respond to the other party's words again.

But somehow, he suddenly remembered the figure of the young girl who broke into the house in the outer disciple's room that day.

I was so confused that I asked in a dumb voice: "What?"

This time it was Ningning's turn to hesitate.

She paused, seemingly embarrassed to say the name of the thing, and lowered her voice somewhat discouragedly: "It's not an important thing...I'll leave it at the door with the medicine box."

Pei Ji didn't speak, and pressed the fingers on the door harder.

There was no sound outside the door for a while. He estimated that the girl had already left. He didn't expect to be caught off guard. He heard her whisper again: "Did the Yinshan ghost beads I gave you take me well?"

Ningning has read the original work and knows that sometimes his devilish energy leaks out.

Pei Ji wasn't so stingy that he didn't even want to open the door for her. The reason why he refused to return to the room with the medical treatment on the martial arts stage must be for this reason.

Although Yinshan Ghost Orb cannot be cured completely, it can alleviate some pain in the end. If he got the treasure but put it in the drawer, it would be a violent thing.

She said this sentence in one go, and came to realize it after she said it, it seemed something was wrong.

Pei Ji didn't know that Yinshan ghost beads could restrain the devilish energy. In his eyes, she gave the beads and sternly told him that he must take them with him...

It's almost like letting him wear a token of love!

Ning Ning's ears were red and hurriedly explained: "I heard that the Yinshan ghost beads can cure illnesses and pains. If the younger brother is not too poisoned to go out to experience, he can use it to turn danger to a blessing."

Chengying would never bother him when the demonic energy surged, so she snorted: "The little girl wants you to remember the token of love, Pei Ji."

What a token of love.

A sneer crossed the corner of the boy's mouth, as if the sword marks on his body were not deep enough, he took a knife from his arms and pierced it into his wrist.

There is no unreasonable love and love in the world, and he and that arrogant senior sister have almost no intersection, how can she fall in love with him.

Even if you really have a good impression, it is just a fancy to this useless skin, but after a while, this cheap emotion will disappear.

He is not stupid and will not let himself fall into it.

Pei Ji swiped the knife to the right and responded casually to her, with a smile but a smile: "Thank you, Senior Sister. But this Yinshan ghost bead is really precious. Pei Ji is not blessed, so I should return it to you."

He didn't want to owe favors. Last time Ning Ning turned around and ran away as soon as he finished speaking, leaving no chance of rejection at all. This time he was finally able to speak.

The little girl outside the door seemed to be anxious, and the volume increased several degrees: "You saved my life, and I deserve to retaliate. That bead—"

As soon as she said this, there was a creak in her ears.

Pei Ji opened the door.

His appearance was terribly embarrassed, and the bloodshot eyes on the white of his eyes grew crazily like vines, occupying most of his eyes.

The whole person was full of blood, black clothes and black hair melted into the night, only the pale cheeks were soaked in the moonlight, white as if glowing.

The dense night is gloomy as ink, quietly pressing down the moonlight.

The shadow in Pei Ji's eyes was even worse, as if he wanted to swallow her in one bite.

"Anyway!"

Ningning was not afraid of him, and quickly opened the handkerchief wrapped in layers, revealing a light yellow spherical object inside, and stood on her toes when Pei Ji opened her mouth and refused her.

Then put the thing into his mouth without hesitation.

The entrance was incredibly soft to the touch, half of the soft and round ball was stuffed into his mouth, and the boy's thin cheeks were suddenly bulged, bulging like a bun.

The hostility on Pei Ji's face gradually dissipated, and instead he blinked at a loss and confusion.

Even the remaining faint demonic energy suddenly stopped, as if a little surprised and shy, quietly whirled in the air, and got into the dark shadow.

"No matter what you say, I don't want to listen. If I ask you to carry beads, you have to carry beads, otherwise I—"

She thought for a while but couldn't think of a cruel thing, so she had to stare at him: "Otherwise I will be very angry, I'm very angry."

Pei Ji didn't speak, and he couldn't speak either.

"The medicine box is here for you."

She picked up the medicine box from the ground, put it into Pei Ji’s arms, and pointed to the stuff in his mouth: "This is the custard bag I bought from someone else. It must be eaten while it is hot, so I said to Give it to you personally as soon as possible."

He said with a strong tone: "Don't vomit! Eat it! Do you know how much money I spent! One-tenth of my belongings! Do you know that I am very poor? If you vomit, you are cutting your senior sister's meat! "

Pei Ji:...

Before opening the door, most of the devilish energy in his body had faded. At this time, the mouth was full of soft and glutinous fragrant smell, and it propelled straight into the internal organs, seeming to be able to wash away the **** smell that had accumulated for a long time.

Probably because he was afraid that he would talk nonsense again after eating, Ningning said not to turn and leave, leaving Pei Ji alone in front of the door.

What kind of thing is this.

He had prepared so many unfeeling, ironic words, but was blocked by her and couldn't say a word, so he could only stand in place in a daze.

……useless.

She couldn't even do it at once.

He tried to draw a self-deprecating smile, but found that the corners of his mouth were so stiff. The fragrance in his mouth lingered on the tip of his tongue, Pei Ji held the bottom of the custard bag with his hand, and gave a light bite to his teeth.

The warm filling is like a thick and sweet warm current, which fills the whole mouth in a flash. The cold and broken body warmed up again because of the temperature. He moved his **** stiff fingertips and leaned sideways by the door.

The moon was sinking, and the shadows of the trees dimmed.

The devilish boy licked his sweet and greasy little milk bag with his cheeks bulging.

*

What Pei Ji didn't know was that Ningning returned to her room after delivering the custard bag. The first thing she did was to take out the messenger and send a letter to an outer disciple room.

A few big words in the letter: Tomorrow's dinner time, Pei Ji Bieyuan, be sure to do it.

Ningning was really helpless.

The system hasn’t sent a task for a long time, but today, it’s a particularly overwhelming ——

The original owner saw the appreciation of Pei Ji by the elders, and the jealousy in his heart became stronger, and he thought about revenge.

Outer disciples are a mixed bag, and many people have carried out various side jobs, such as helping with substitute lessons, helping with homework, and helping with beating people.

It's so poor, the original owner can actually still insist on being a demon, squeezing out his last bit of private money, it is really a model of a vicious female partner, and would rather be ashamed.

In short, she wants to contact the outer disciple room, after some business exchanges, hire a group of people to trouble him in the courtyard of Pei Ji.

Although the story of course ended with Pei Ji's one win, but he was injured in today's martial arts battle, no matter what the outcome, tomorrow's resistance will aggravate the wound rupture, making the injury more serious.

That's why Ningning bought a custard bag as a small gift for Quiet Mimi to apologize.

The other party's letter came quickly, and the words were concise and concise: [Received. ]

But Ningning also had things he didn't know.

She would never have thought that in a certain house tonight, someone would also send a letter like her.

The content is exactly the same, just like copy and paste: [Tomorrow's dinner time, Pei Ji Bieyuan, be sure to do it. ]

*

So the next day, when Pei Ji returned to his residence after a meal, he first saw seven or eight people around the door.

He has a bad look and a mask on his face during the middle stage of foundation building.

"You must be Pei Ji."

The headed one smiled coldly: "If you are unlucky, someone hired us to teach you a lesson."

His tone was bound to win, but as soon as his voice fell, before Pei Ji could react, another full-spirited male voice sounded not far away: "Where is Pei Ji!"

Following the prestige, there are eight tall men walking slowly from the path, also in the middle of the foundation construction, and they are masked.

The two teams looked at each other.

There were big doubts in the small eyes, the same posture like a mask, just like a copy and paste of the gourd baby brothers.

"What are those people doing here? Is it possible that some of us leaked the wind and asked Pei Ji to make preparations in advance and specially find someone to protect him?"

I don't know who whispered such a sentence quietly, and the alarm bells suddenly sounded in the hearts of the people standing at the door.

As soon as they surrounded the boy with the surname Pei, another group of menacing guys appeared not far away. Seeing their fierce appearance, they must be unkind.

Whispering to each other for a while, small buzzing sounds one after another.

"Oh, heroes save the United States? What age are you still playing this one."

"It's crazy to ask, why, even if they know where Pei Ji is, can they protect him!"

So the headed one snorted coldly, and the volume was as loud as a bell: "Here! What do you want to do!"

He spoke fiercely and cruelly, as if he would not allow the young man beside him to be tainted by others, and he even stepped forward to block Pei Ji.

This is an act of possession.

But in the eyes of others, this is not the case at all.

——Where is the old hen protecting the eggs?

Standing on the side of the path, the outer disciple who was invited by Ning Ning was also confused, and communicated in a low voice at a volume that only others could hear.

"What's the matter? Why are there so many people around that kid?"

"Does Pei Ji know that we are coming, and specially find someone to protect him?"

"He really thought that we couldn't beat those people. He thought that letting others stand in front of him would help him? Little master, I just want to beat them up!"

"What do we want to do?"

The leader among them also took a step forward, his tone of voice not tolerable: "If you are interested, leave him quickly, otherwise you won't blame us for being polite!"

"Oh! Masked perverted man! He has the ability to come forward to singles out! This kid, we are going to make a decision today!"

The two teams were opposed to each other, their swords were drawn, and I didn't know who was wiping the guns and misfires, bursting out a clear murderous intent.

As if the calm lake suddenly caused ripples, the stalemate scene seemed to be broken glass, and it scattered all over the place in embarrassment.

Everyone shouted angrily at the same time, raised their fists and rushed forward.

Everyone has a clear belief in their hearts, it is so firm and so shining——

Pei Ji, who do you look down on, brat! Do you really think they can't beat those masked men? Waiting for the bodyguard you hired to be resolved is your death date!

They won't know when Pei Ji, who should have been the target of public criticism, turned around and went back to the room without incident.

I don't even know that after I understand the truth, my tears will be like a downpour, shattering to the ground, clear in my heart.

In this world, there are many things that everyone does not know.

*

Ning Ning looked at the bill blankly.

Medical expenses, employment expenses, mental loss expenses...Mom, there is actually a peer friendship repair fee? The two groups of you were struggling to separate, but Pei Ji himself went directly to the room to sleep. Is she to blame for this?

It is better to grab it directly.

[How come there are two groups of people? ]

Ningning is one of the first two big people, writing quickly: [Who sent the other group of people? ]

The other party quickly replied: [We have professional ethics and generally do not disclose employer information easily. ]

you are vicious.

The hand holding the pen trembled slightly.

When she started writing again, every word of the little girl was full of blood and tears: [Add money. ]

The communication symbol soon appeared in front of Ningning's window.

[——But if you insist on insisting, it's not impossible. Although we have professional ethics, you also know that we have no ethics, haha. ]

She continued to look blankly, her eyes falling numbly on the last three words.

[He Zhizhou. ]

This is a somewhat familiar name, and Ningning frowned subconsciously, trying to recall information about him from his mind.

Don't want to know it, just want to be surprised.

This Senior Brother He was just a passerby character who had been mentioned a few times in the original text, but Ning Ning was quite impressed by him.

There are three main things.

One is that he not only loves swords like his life, he forges swords and buys them in different ways, he also spends all day in the mountains and spends money like running water, and his poverty level is exactly the same as that of Tian Xianzi.

This person’s brain circuit is extraordinary. When he was destitute and was being collected by loan sharks, he actually bought a pile of stones and paints with the 10,000 spiritual stones he had left—

Personally made a thousand counterfeit coins.

This operation was already anti-IQ and anti-human, and as a result, the creditor revealed that the thousand spirit stones were not true on the spot.

Asked him why he wanted to make a fake, the silly replied: Because real money can't be made!

The second is that this person is a thief, and when he encounters someone who doesn't agree with his heart, he will draw his sword directly, no matter who the opponent is.

As a result, one day I didn't know what was going on, and I actually had an argument with the seven-year-old monk in the Fanyin Temple.

The Buddhist family pays attention to clear-heartedness. I will not move if the enemy does not move. The little monk stopped to meditate and waited. He didn't want to bully the junior first, and didn't want to give up, so he took the sword and confronted the opponent under the scorching sun.

Then three hours later, he passed out from heatstroke and said to the little monk unconsciously while foaming at the mouth: "Why bully me? Why?"

As for the third...

The third was the incident that shocked the whole sect. He Zhizhou, a disciple of the Xuanxu faction, was impoverished and went to the flower house to sell himself and laugh, and finally became an oiran.

Some people say that he is a man of sword aura, and he should be a cultivator. The man's face is not red and his heart beats, and he speaks wildly: "I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, your good eyes!"

Unexpectedly, there was a disciple of the Wan Jianzong personally passed on at the scene, and he yelled at the scene without mercy: "I, bah! You are obviously the fake coin brother of the Xuanxu faction!"

So a generation of oiran fell, and the Xuanxu sent He Zhizhou to become famous in Kyushu.

After thinking about it, Ningning was dumbfounded.

There are such horrible people in the world.

He doesn't do everything that touches people!

However, even though He Zhizhou is shocking, there are very few scenes in the original text, and he has barely had any contact with the protagonist. Suddenly be a demon on a whim...

too weird.

No way.

Ningning thought, she must go to meet He Zhizhou.

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