Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

Meng Jiaqi was caught in a dilemma.

If, according to the original plan, this group of people is led to a dead end, she will also die without a place to bury her in the lead;

But if she was greedy for life and fear of death, and led them to leave the ten-square killing array from the safe exit, she would miss the best time to get rid of this gang of evil men.

After weighing the two phases, he finally gritted his teeth: "I just calculated it again. It turns out that the mystery in this array is hidden, and the trick is applied. The previous road was not a stopgap measure. Please come with me."

She cursed her mother in her heart, and reluctantly walked into another elegant and quaint old street.

It is said that the people who designed this formation took advantage of the inertia of thinking that "the most dangerous place is also the safest place, and the most inconspicuous passage is precisely the exit", deliberately setting the dead end in the most tattered alley.

Once anyone believed the above paragraph, he half-footed into the ghost gate.

And this beautifully decorated long street is the real exit.

As everyone gradually penetrated the long street, the misty mist around it slowly dissipated quietly, leaving a layer of unclear water mist, hanging lightly in the corner of the eaves.

There were ever-bright lights on both sides of the street. When Ningning raised her head and looked around, little stars intertwined with lines fell into her pupils.

Unlike the buildings we have seen before, the buildings here are tall and carved with beams, and the corners of the eaves are raised like birds. The wooden walls are fragrant with ancient charm, faintly exuding the fragrance of the woods after the rain, and at first glance they look like silent giants lined up in rows, giving birth to a somewhat unreasonable coercion for no reason.

"This should be the former commercial district, right?"

The dazzling array of clothing and jewelry in the shop still retains the appearance of a hundred years ago. After all, Ning Ning is a young girl who is dazzled for a while: "The city of Jialan must be very prosperous back then."

Meng Jiaqi subconsciously said proudly: "That's natural."

After a pause, I felt that this sentence was too obvious to expose the inclination, so he added with a smile: "I heard my father said that this place was once a big city, and it was a famous big city among the monsters."

"Hey, look! It's not the one standing over there—"

He Zhizhou's voice suddenly sounded, almost broken with excitement: "Your big sister Zheng Weiqi!"

Ningning moved his fingertips when he heard the words, and followed his gaze.

At this look, he was immediately stunned.

A blood-red figure stood in front of the shop at the end of the street, holding the pillar in front of the door, while lowering his head holding a small notebook to record something.

Looking at the man's face again, it was **** as if he had just stepped off the Peking Opera stage, and he almost sang "Red Faced Guan Gong vs. Changsha". After trying hard to identify it, it was indeed Zheng Weiqi's appearance.

As for her men's clothing was also stained with blood, some of them belonged to others, and some came from her own. Several blood mouths spread all over her arms and calves, and they were almost solidified.

Ning Ning was terrified to see, and hurriedly yelled, "Senior Sister!"

Peking opera master Zheng Weiqi raised her head and showed her a simple and honest smile. While laughing, she coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Ningning is coming! Come and see, there are so many beautiful ideas in this jewelry store. Thanks to them, I am talented. Suddenly thinking of many new inspirations, it is hopeful to sell goods to make money!"

shock! A student of a certain Xiuxian Vocational and Technical College was physically disabled, and he did such a thing with blood!

——So you are already coughing up blood. The first reaction is not to heal your injuries, but to develop your business of carrying goods, Sister! No need, really no need!

Ningning felt uneasy and walked to her side and asked: "Senior Sister, why are you hurt so badly?"

"Oh! You said this?"

At this moment, Zheng Weiqi finally realized that she was hurt, she glanced casually, and smiled casually: "There are many formations in the city. I accidentally stepped on a few and fought various remnants inside. , Don't get in the way."

After she said that, her eyes brightened and she greeted Ning Ning with enthusiasm: "Don't worry about this, come and see my newly designed silver hairpin! The combination of ancient and modern, there is a small mechanism at the end that is not easy to detect, absolutely—"

Before he finished speaking, he spouted a mouthful of blood. With the unending sound, people who didn't know thought it was the musical fountain that was dyed red.

Zheng Weiqi was shocked: "Oops, my manuscript is soiled!"

Ningning:...

How should I put it, the brain circuit of your sword repair is really unique.

During the conversation between the two, the other three also walked along the long street.

After introducing each other, Meng Jiaqi looked at Zheng Weiqi's red face like Watermelon Taro, and made a plan.

She is a red-rooted vixen, who is best at teasing others. Hearing Ningning called her "Master Sister", she must have a high status. If she could win her favor, she would not be bullied by the other three.

Zheng Weiqi is seriously injured at the moment when she is most weak. She only needs to create a gentle town that no one can refuse, so that the other party can indulge in it willingly and treat her heart and soul.

This trick is just a beauty trick.

"Miss Zheng."

Meng Jiaqi covered her mouth in surprise, stepped forward to support Zheng Weiqi’s arm, and leaned against her intentionally or unintentionally: "Why have you suffered such a serious injury? I see, or let's take a good rest first and let me paint some on Ms. Zheng Wound medicine, right?"

Zheng Weiqi had been lingering about this street. Hearing this proposal, she immediately nodded with a smile: "I just meant it! Then listen to Ms. Meng's words and stay here for the first time—"

She didn't finish saying a word, she was startled suddenly.

Meng Jiaqi pursed his lips and chuckles, a trace of triumph flashes through his eyes.

She secretly released Meixiang, which can make people who hear her be obsessed with her in every way, and her favorability will double. The reason why she is not used to deal with other people is because her cultivation level is not high, and it is of no use to other people.

But Zheng Weiqi was hit hard, and she was definitely unable to resist.

"Miss Meng smells so good!"

The flattering smile in Zheng Weiqi's tone became more obvious, and she sneered from the bottom of her heart.

Smelly Jianxiu, it was not planted in her hands in the end.

Unexpectedly, the woman next to her suddenly paused, and mysteriously lowered her voice: "Miss Meng, from my experience, you must have been pickled by inferior cosmetics. Why not take a look at my exclusive secret facial cream With cinnabar, there is absolutely no such weird taste."

Meng Jiaqi: ...?

God he ○ cosmetics are pickled and delicious.

and so on.

So the so-called "pleasant smile" before her was not a bewilderment, but a kind of--

The tone of the merchant when persuading people to buy goods? !

are you crazy! ! !

Meng Jiaqi is so angry.

But the play I acted in, crying must be finished.

So she smiled and listened to Zheng Weiqi talking about buying and selling products and cosmetics for a whole stick of incense. Finally, she was really impatient, but found that the other party had completely forgotten the passage of time, and continued to be full of flowers.

Meng Jiaqi has a plan again when he fails to make a plan.

Her left ear went in and the right ear went out to the words of the Master Xuanxu Sword School, and she nodded like a lucky cat's hand, and finally moved her foot at the right time and rushed forward.

Just pounced on Zheng Weiqi's chest.

The blood stains on her clothes smeared her with her hands and face. Meng Jiaqi felt disgusted in her heart, but softly spoiled her mouth: "I'm sorry, I seem to have twisted my ankle. I'll get up right away-oh!"

She got up halfway, and suddenly pretended to be very painful, and threw herself into Zheng Weiqi's arms again.

With this trick, men will be moved when they meet, and women will be soft when they meet, and no one can resist.

Sure enough, Zheng Weiqi was taken aback, and finally there was a hint of nervousness in her tone: "It's okay, Miss Meng?"

"I'm fine."

Meng Jiaqi was eager to cry, and pretended to wipe the tears: "It's just a pain in his legs and feet, and he may not be able to move for a while... I'm sorry, it's troublesome for everyone, I'm really useless."

"Miss Meng, don't say that!"

Zheng Weiqi's tone was eager, and she subconsciously raised the corners of her mouth, but in the next moment, her smile was strangled in the cradle.

Zheng Weiqi said solemnly: "Although it's useless for Miss Meng to have a peculiar smell, you can't say that you are useless! You—"

The scene fell into an awkward silence.

He Zhizhou, who was eating melons and watching a good show, couldn't help but laughed directly.

Zheng Weiqi is a little embarrassed [August 1 Chinese website www.x81zw.info] thinks: "I'm sorry, why did I directly tell what I was saying."

Meng Jiaqi:...

She is so tired.

She is just an innocent and cute little fox, why is she destined to endure this kind of human suffering?

Her body is still here, but her heart has left with the dead Qin Chuan.

"Miss Meng, don't worry! With me, you won't let you hold back everyone."

Seeing her with a sad look, Zheng Weiqi hurriedly tried to remedy it: "I made a kind of transportation machine. You can keep up with us without walking by yourself."

The master sister under Tian Xianzi's school is a money-making madman. In addition to buying and selling goods under the mountain, she also creates books on swordsmanship and invents some novel gadgets by herself.

Meng Jiaqi tried to produce a smile that was even worse than crying: "You said."

"This is it!"

Zheng Weiqi got the answer, and she immediately became interested. A golden light flashed in the storage bag in his hand, and a huge implement resembling a waterwheel appeared on the ground.

There is also a wooden board in the middle, like a execution rack.

"My manufacturing principles borrowed watermills and windmills, and that's how it is."

She talked eloquently, and her eyes brightened: "Just tie you in the middle of the round wheel, and then let another person push it forward, and it can turn and take you forward—is it a labor-saving way? Don't worry again!"

Meng Jiaqi: Ha ha.

You are not a means of transportation, but an automatic execution tool.

A normal person is tied to it and turned around for a few turns, right? In their demon world, is it good to have a torture tool that is exactly the same as this thing?

She was tired of saying those four words. but--

You are sick! ! !

She thought she finally met a normal person, but how can you be more tossing than the other three, eldest sister! Could it be that your Xuanxu faction is ranked according to the degree of illness!

Zheng Weiqi was full of little stars, looking at her very expectantly.

Meng Jiaqi knew that this meant letting her go forward and use it.

She could already imagine the scene after a while.

A dying fox is tied to a wooden frame like meat on a cutting board. As the waterwheel turns, the vomit blooms in the air into a flower that never fades.

He Zhizhou could see and laughed and barked a donkey. Ning Ning really couldn't bear it and interrupted the conversation between the two aloud: "Senior Sister, Brother He and I were traveling in the city before, and I found a letter written in ancient characters of Jialan City. I'm afraid. There are many demons in the city, and they all have a certain connection with the ancient city. Maybe they are the remnants of Jialan a hundred years ago."

Zheng Weiqi was relieved from her fanatical sales, and she coughed reluctantly, "Is it? If it is really the remnant of Jialan, what is their intention to steal the people's soul? Is it because of the rumor? Young City Lord?"

Only then did she finally have the temperament of a decent disciple: "For the sake of that one person, it is really hateful to let Wu Hundreds live better than to die."

"Steal the soul?"

After a very short silence, a confused female voice sounded softly, as if muttering to herself: "Isn't it just the essence of the ingestion?"

As soon as the words came out, all the eyes of the present gathered on the talking Meng Jiaqi.

Quietness is the farewell music, silence is Cambridge tonight.

"You, see what I do!"

Meng Jiaqi knew that he had failed to speak, and blushed and squatted: "I heard my father say that he said that the people in the city have been taken away from the essence, not a soul-the essence can be recovered after being taken away, where What comes here is better than death, you are spitting blood!"

This tone, this look.

It's like protecting a calf.

Ning Ning held back the sentence "Daddy you mentioned, is it yourself?" and pretended to look around at the scenery.

Everyone was helping Ms. Meng to cover her waistcoat. I thought she was a self-destructed truck, carrying explosive bombs and gunpowder on the road, and I killed myself in a performance on the spot.

Meng Jiaqi was tossed with the group of people to his head. At this moment, he was very anxious, and he saw that there was something wrong on their faces. He immediately gritted his teeth and shouted: "You don't believe me? I'm really a good one. people!"

One, good person.

Grass, when I used to be a fox, it was easy.

The self-detonation truck drove bang. She thought that the previous sentence was the end of everything, but she didn't expect that it was just the beginning.

Meng Jiaqi:...

Ningning:...

Meng Jiaqi: "Heh."

Meng Jiaqi: "Am I exposed?"

Ningning saw that her expression was not right, as if she had been irritated, and after considering it for a while, she said to comfort her: "Miss Meng, don't be too sad. In fact, your acting skills are quite good. We didn't notice anything wrong."

Unexpectedly, the other side was stunned in dementia, unexpectedly evoked a frantically upward arc from the corner of her mouth, and interrupted her with a voice that was about to break: "Sad? Who said I was sad!"

She said hehe, haha, and laughed, unable to tell whether the laughter was crazy joy or sadness with tears: "Hey, okay, I'm exposed! Hahahahahaha, my old lady is finally exposed!"

Celebrate the whole world, beat the gongs and drums, there is such a great good thing in the world!

She finally didn't have to stay by the side of this group of people in fiction! To his troubled Xiao Baihua, to his undercover, she had no choice before, now she just wants to be a bad guy hahahahaha!

Ning Ning wanted to say something but stopped, and exchanged a glance with the big sister beside him.

Meng Jiaqi trembled all over, and was finally able to say the words that had been hidden in his heart for a long time without hesitation: "You wolves are not people!"

"You!" She suddenly turned her head to look at Ningning with a grim face, "As soon as we met, she took the hostages and said, "If the hostages are dead, surrender quickly." Later, she actually asked me to be a weak woman as a meat shield, a purebred scumbag. what!"

Ningning:...

"And you!"

Meng Jiaqi turned abruptly, almost didn't breathe, and stared at Zheng Weiqi fiercely: "Do you have any mental illness? That thing is something that humans can make? I yeah! Hurry up and kill yourself with it, idiot! What do you mean by pickled makeup? My old lady is a deodorant!"

Zheng Weiqi:...

Meng Jiaqi was refreshed and looked at He Zhizhou on the other side: "And you!'Anatomy shows that the deceased died by anatomy'? What is in your dysplastic brain! Qin Chuan's hatred My mother will definitely keep it in her heart, even if she becomes a ghost, she won't let you go! You can wait and see for me!"

He Zhizhou:...

She finally looked at Pei Ji.

Pei Ji's expression remained unchanged, and even raised her eyebrows coldly, looking at her with a bit of mockery and provocation.

Meng Jia felt inwardly and skipped him stiffly.

"Miss Meng," Ningning took a tentative step forward, "Are you okay?"

"What ‘Ms. Meng’!"

Meng Jiaqi frowned, and said in a firm tone that would rather die than surrender: "Quickly, call me a'heinous spy'!"

Ningning didn't dare to stimulate the fragile nerve more, so she blinked her eyes hesitantly, followed her meaning and said softly, "Okay, okay. That...you heinous spy."

what.

Meng Jiaqi listened like a spring breeze, and took a deep breath.

The sound of nature.

These seven words are so precious, her world has fragrant flowers and grasses and green, and a battered heart is finally stitched up.

"Don't talk. Let us feel it with our hearts."

Meng Jiaqi closed his eyes, grinning so that the corners of his mouth cramped: "I, Meng Jiaqi, I am a heinous spy. Hehehe."

"Help, help."

He Zhizhou heard his scalp numb, and his toes slammed at the soles: "Ms. Meng, she was tossed crazy by us? With her appearance, she can perform "The Grudge" and "The Old Man in the Mountain Village" in minutes. When Chu Renmei saw it, she would call her an expert."

Ningning was also a little worried. After thinking for a while, she took a step closer and increased her volume and said, "Miss Meng, I will show you something."

Meng Jiaqi turned his head in a daze, watching Ning Ning take out the storage bag and take out something from it.

The bunch of white flowers, with a slight pink color, are two long, like rabbit ears.

and so on.

rabbit?

A white, fat, big rabbit sprang out of the storage bag, and because Ningning was holding its ears, he could only dangle his limbs indiscriminately.

While twisting and yelling in a twitchy manner, a sturdy male voice resounded across the street: "Big Brother and Sister New Year! Tutu is here to bow two bows and three bows to everyone. I hope that my brothers and sisters will let Tutu go home, Tutu. I'm so scared--"

When the rabbit said this, his eyes widened and he was stunned, looking at Meng Jiaqi from a distance with a face full of disbelief.

Just because I looked at you more in the crowd, I could never forget your face again.

The two heinous villains choked silently, their eyes full of vicissitudes. In the end, they all sang together in the same place, and it was as miserable as the apes on both sides of the strait.

——"Chuan'er!"

-"Sister Qi!"

The cold wind rustles, arouses the woman's green silk like a waterfall, and the rabbit's tousled white hair.

One person and one rabbit are silent, but tears flow like two rows of Lanzhou ramen noodles.

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