Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

After leading He Zhizhou from the Criminal Division Court, Tian Xianzi took his disciples to the City Lord's Mansion.

Luan City is prosperous in commerce and trade, and is notoriously rich and luxuriant. Naturally, the city lord’s mansion is also full of luxury and glitz. Looking around, there are four words written in every crack of the floor:

I am rich.

Although the city of Jialan that Ningning had visited before was also an important commercial site, it had been buried in the water for so many years after all, and the main tone of the city lord's mansion was elegant and restrained, and the temperament was completely different from this place.

Passing through the majestic main entrance, and then through the brightly lit promenade hidden by high walls, between the noise of laughter and the arpeggios of the piano, you arrive at the front yard used to welcome guests for a banquet.

"Elder Tianxian! Some miss far to welcome, some lose far to welcome!"

As soon as the little servant who led the way retired, a young man in a Chinese suit came forward to usher in, glanced at Ningning and others, and laughed loudly: "The disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect are all young talents, presumably expensive. This year, he will also be able to dominate the crowd."

Tian Xianzi laughed: "Thank you City Lord Ji Yan."

After that, he raised his eyes and looked at the woman in red behind the young man: "This must be the wife of the city lord, right?"

The city lord turned sideways, with a gentle voice: "Come on, Luanniang."

The woman stood under the shadow of the high wall, and was blocked by the young man again. It was not until she slowly stepped forward after Tian Xianzi's inquiry that Ning Ning finally saw the person's appearance.

She was born beautifully, with amber pupils embedded in her charming peach blossom eyes, like melting ice water on a snow-capped mountain. Although she was beautiful, she was cold and cold, and there was not much temperature that belonged to a living person.

A red dress comes out of dragon silk and cloud brocade. The dragon silk is as thin as gauze fog, and the brocade is as magnificent as smoke and neon. Under the intertwining of the two, they form a misty and haze picture of flower shade clusters. She is swaying and beautiful.

Ning Ning did his homework before coming to Luan City. The lord’s surname was Luo and his name was Yuan Ming. He was a high-level genius Fuxiu of Yuan Ying.

He had a wife before. He was said to be a weak and sickly official lady. Not long after he married the city lord, he died because of a serious illness.

The wife of the city lord nowadays is called Luanniang, because she has been sold to Huajie since she was a child, she has long abandoned her original name.

One is the famous master of the city, and the other is a lowly dancer. The two should not have any intersection, but Luo Yuanming fell in love with her at first sight at a certain banquet.

This romantic story was sung by the people in the city, and the love story of the two was written in more than ten versions, one more bizarre than one twists and turns, one more ambiguous and beautiful.

Even the old lady who had been dead for many years was lucky enough to be resurrected in the script, and she gave the heroine Luanniang a pile of silver bills: "Five million spiritual stones, leave my son."

Regarding the degree of outrageousness, Yan Wangye could cry with anger when he saw it. But it can also be seen from this that, regardless of ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, the people's enthusiasm for eating melons and cp is always the same.

Luanniang was cold, her expression loosened at the moment she heard Luo Yuanming's voice, and she showed a faint smile.

She was born as a dancer. She was charming and affectionate when she walked. She wobbled with her skirt, and the brocade was radiant and beautiful under the ever-bright lamp.

Tian Xianzi exchanged a few simple greetings with the couple, and then led everyone into the banquet.

The front yard of the City Lord’s Mansion is incredibly spacious, with tables and seats laid out one after the other, full of various pastries and dishes. Ning Ning had the best relationship with her elder sister, so she had been walking side by side with Zheng Weiqi. Between light and shadow, she saw several familiar faces.

The young master Mingkong from the Fanyin Temple was still surrounded by a large group of people, talking about great principles that he didn't even understand and recite in the Buddhist scriptures.

A group of people around did not know how to pretend to understand, and they nodded their heads in response.

Wan Jianzong arrived here early, and several of them were at odds with Luming Mountain. A small servant in the city lord’s mansion was curled up in the corner, holding a small notebook in his hand, and recording the number of spirit stones that needed to be compensated at that time.

According to the onlookers, the people in Luming Mountain criticized the sweet tofu flower and angered the salty tofu brain while tasting the dim sum. After being heard by the disciple of Wan Jianzong, they fought each other. After a fierce battle of tongues, they finally got out. The sword drew a talisman and fought.

And there is--

Ning Ning was taken aback for a moment, staring at an angular profile in the crowd.

It was a tall and thin young man with a faint red at the end of his eyes. He seemed to notice her gaze and turned around without saying a word.

It was actually the Young Lord of Jialan City, Jiang Si.

Jiang Si slept for several years, and he woke up with an unhealed appearance. However, the sickly bones could not hinder the endless domineering spirit in his body. After seeing Ning Ning and Zheng Weiqi, he sneered: "Oh, woman."

Zheng Weiqi's face wrinkled subconsciously: "Tsk, idiot."

After thinking about it for a moment, he whispered to Ning Ning, "Little Junior Sister, have you seen that person who is being taken advantage of? I will teach you how to do business."

Seeing that Zheng Weiqi's eyes were unblinking and staring at herself, Jiang Si coughed a few times with a blank face, and an imperceptible smile passed under his eyes.

The woman really had a deep love for him, and now she just saw him in a blink of an eye, she didn't hesitate to bring her fellow students toward this side.

It's a pity that he cuts off love and is destined to not give her the future.

"Young City Lord."

Zheng Weiqi stepped forward and approached him with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Si responded in a cold voice: "Jialan and Luancheng have had a good relationship for generations. Now it's the ten method meeting, and I will congratulate you from now on."

After a pause, he coughed slightly, "You want to attend the Fa conference? Huh?"

The "um" at the end of the sentence is the result of what he learned in the script——

Jiang Si knew that he couldn't keep up with the changes of the times, so before bidding farewell to the Xuanxujian faction, he deliberately asked Zheng Weiqi to buy a lot of scripts. After studying day and night, he summarized the typical behaviors of men today.

For example, Leng Ao Lili, likes to use the word "woman" very much. This is exactly the same as many years ago, there is nothing to say.

For example, the most common facial expressions are "raise eyebrows", "smirk evilly" and "lick the back teeth". No matter what they do, they are "faintly".

Another example is always adding an "um" at the end of a sentence, and must use a very "deep and mellow" voice and a little questioning tone.

Jiang Si tried to figure it out for a long time, and felt that it should be similar to the feeling when a buffalo mooed, after all, they were all low-pitched monosyllables.

In addition, he also learned many new sentence patterns that he had never heard before. But even if he is as strong as Jiang Si, he can't accept that he puts a certain woman in a corner, with red eyes like red-eye, and said: "Shoot Young City Lord, I will give you my life."

Or hug someone tightly, "as if to embed her into every inch of flesh and blood in the body".

It's very scary, just like reading Zhiguai novels. He still wants to live well, not wanting to die young.

"Have you finished reading the previous words?"

Zheng Weiqi said with a familiar smile: "I have bought some new goods here, I wonder if Young City Lord is not interested?"

Jiang Si was silent for a moment.

At the beginning, he read those love storybooks, it can be said that he has learned so dimly, and the demons in the city are quite curious about it, and the streets are full of conversations like this:

"Young City Lord has not shown up for many days, I don't know what to do in the mansion?"

"I heard that I'm reading ~www.ltnovel.com~ Is it to read the strategy of governing the city, or to practice peerless exercises?"

"...I heard it was "The Overbearing Master's Wild Pet", "Refusal to Marry Giants: Xiaojiao Wife's Escape for 33 Days", "This Meng Jue Mingming loves me so much but is too boring"."

"..."

"..."

So within a day, the whole city was rumored that the young city lord had a girlish heart, and it was a waste of sleep and food to read the love story book.

Later, it became more and more outrageous, directly from the "mostly stories of the elders of the Xuanxu Sword Sect", the carp jumped over the dragon gate to "Whether the young city lord loves Tianxianzi or Zhenxiao Jianzun the most, or both. .

Just because these two people's words are the best in the world, they are the most among all people.

It is very cause and effect, reasonable and well-founded, and it is impossible to argue with it.

Jiang Si wanted to refuse, but he heard Zheng Weiqi continue to say: "Young City Lord, I still have two books with you as the male protagonist. The supply is in short supply. If you want to buy it, you have to hurry up."

She is true to this. Since Jialan City became known to the world, the lord of the city, Jiang Si, has been passed down as the image of a handsome young man with a breeze and a high mansion, and his popularity has risen. Numerous fan scripts have emerged overnight. It's a good thing to sell.

Hearing the words, Jiang Si couldn't help but stunned. After some ideological struggle, his eyes were slightly calm and he asked, "How much is it?"

Zheng Weiqi compares a number with her finger: "A thousand spiritual stones."

Jiang Si sneered again.

Although he is an old antique, his brain hasn't rusted yet. A book sells a thousand spiritual stones, this woman might as well grab it: "It's too expensive, I can only give you five hundred at most."

Zheng Weiqi shook her head: "One thousand."

Jiang Si had a firm attitude: "Five hundred."

Zheng Weiqi: "One thousand."

Jiang Si: "Five hundred."

"five hundred."

"one thousand."

Jiang Si:...

He wanted to sing the opposite of the other party, why Chenxiang would be led into a dead end by her. Using this inertia of thinking, he was caught off guard.

Zheng Weiqi tried her best to hold back a smile and handed him a copy of "The Lord Is Too Hard: Meng Bao is Three and a Half Years Old".

This title was too shocking and horrifying. Jiang Si was so cold that he almost sue the author directly to the Criminal Court.

When he picked it up with a trembling, he heard Zheng Weiqi say: "I have another one here, the same one thousand spirit stones, do you want it?"

Jiang Si forcibly endured the heartache of being deceived by unscrupulous merchants, and responded blankly: "Five hundred."

Zheng Weiqi still has the same tone as before: "One thousand."

The Young Master of Jialan City constricted his expression, and a sneer evoked at the corner of his lips.

The same trick won't work twice, this woman wants to use exactly the same routine, which is too contempt for his mind.

Jiang Si answered quickly: "Five hundred."

"one thousand."

"five hundred."

It was another round of bidding with almost no pause. When Zheng Weiqi said the next number, Jiang Si held his breath and his pupils shrank suddenly.

--It's now!

The number she just said is not one thousand!

According to the previous routine, he had long guessed that Zheng Weiqi would modify the price in a certain quotation.

At that time, I must not follow the inertia of thinking and deliberately go against this woman, but should follow her words and read the same number without hesitation.

That is--

Jiang Si was full of anger, and said every word: "One thousand and five hundred!"

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Suddenly there was a sad person in the lively feast.

His own voice echoed in his ears, Jiang Si raised his head blankly, facing Zheng Weiqi's face with a smile from ear to ear.

She just... said one thousand and five hundred?

Not five hundred?

Haha, it turned out not to repeat the old trick, but to dig another trap that he was waiting for himself to jump into.

——So why don't you play the cards according to the routine! Is it interesting to bully him, an antique man who doesn't know anything? what? Is this interesting?

This poisonous woman!

Even if she gets his money, she can't get his heart!

"It's worthy of being the Young City Lord, the shot is the atmosphere."

Zheng Weiqi shook her head and drew a booklet from her storage bag and handed it to him; Jiang Si looked like a sculpture, and took it in a daze.

Look down, "My Genius Husband".

Killing and punishing the heart, every word really laughed at his stupidity and fragility, Zheng Weiqi definitely did it intentionally.

Jiang Si felt that his breathing was not well, and he almost vomited a mouthful of blood: "Woman...you are challenging my limit."

Zheng Weiqi smiled politely and accepted the IQ tax he handed over: "It's okay, isn't this unsuccessful? It will be long in the future, we can still continue."

Jiang Si tried to inhale and exhale so as not to be **** off by her.

Zheng Weiqi took the money, so she said goodbye to the bully, and walked to the other side of the banquet with her arms around the younger sister.

Ning Ning was amused by her fierce operation. During the conversation between the two, she didn't notice a few hidden sights in the crowd.

"I saw her, the girl from the Xuanxu Sword School."

A charming girl sitting on the rockery, smiled and looked at the red-clothed teenager leaning on the side of the mountain: "Rongci, we were so embarrassed by her last time, this time we can finally have a fair match... Let's talk about it first, whoever catches it first will count, and the other one is not allowed to **** it."

Rong Ci retracted his gaze and smiled lazily: "Of course."

"Damn--"

Looking at the black-clothed teenager holding a sword in the corner of the banquet, the girl covered her lips and chuckled, her voice sweet as honey: "That's Miss Ningning's younger brother? We just watched her talk, and he was so cruel. Stared."

As she said, she wrapped her hair around her white index finger, her eyes flashing like a hunting predator: "It looks pretty good, maybe it's an interesting person... right?"

On the other side, Wan Jianzong.

Xu Yan glanced at her senior sister with trepidation: "Sister, you have grinned for half an hour, more than your total laughter in the first half of the year-did you have a cramp in your mouth?"

"You do not understand."

Su Qinghan held down the long sword at his waist, and stopped the humming of the sword body because of excitement: "The ten methods will use martial arts to make friends, and the elite disciples of the martial arts are all gathered here. Don't you want to have a discussion with them? "

Xu Yan was timid and bit the bullet and replied, "Probably... think about it?"

Seeing the girl in the purple shirt in the crowd, Su Qinghan's expression was slightly constricted: "Sister Ningning's performance in Xiaozhongshan is quite dazzling. In this trial, many people will definitely challenge her."

Thinking of Ningning tossing Niguang Island and Haoran Gate, Xu Yan nodded subconsciously: "It is true. Ningning must be in a dangerous situation this time-Senior Sister, do you want to help her?"

"Help her?"

Su Qinghan chuckled, and a bright color appeared in his eyes: "I will be the first to defeat her."

*

The scenery of Luan City is just right, with good wines and delicacies. If it weren't for a sound transmission that suddenly resounded in my ears, I would rather call this evening an "unparalleled night."

However, when the voice appeared, he suddenly encountered Waterloo from an "incomparable night" and became "the source of many troubles."

"My little friends, Luo Yuanming, the city lord of Xia Nailuan. After some discussions with the elders, I decided to open the trial secret realm tonight, that is, the first round of the Ten Method Conference."

While listening carefully, Ning Ning looked up and met Zheng Weiqi's eyes. It was obvious that the latter had also received the same transmission.

"Before the first round of the competition, everyone will get a special token. After going to Jiuyou Mountain and entering the secret realm, you can initiate challenges at will to **** the tokens from others."

The voice continued: "Traps, tactics, and collective cooperation are not forbidden. If the number of tokens in one's hand is cleared, he will be forced to leave the secret realm immediately; at the end of the trial, the number of tokens in his hand will count down, and he will also be eliminated."

"The trial lasted for three days, and there are many adventures in the secret realm waiting for you to discover. Then--"

"Feizhou will arrive at the City Lord's Mansion immediately and will take you to Jiuyou Mountain. Please be prepared."

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was in an uproar.

Not only did the Fa conference have more rules for the token scramble, it was also announced in the banquet for the first time, which was tantamount to a blow. Many people are not yet fully prepared, they are very anxious after listening, and do not know what to do.

And as Luo Yuanming said, in the time he could not finish talking about the incense, a few flying boats arrived as scheduled, cutting through the thick clouds of cotton wool on the city lord's mansion.

Like a surprise test, all teachers in the world are indeed the same thief.

"The number of tokens cannot be counted down..."

Zheng Weiqi smiled helplessly: "Isn't this a show to encourage everyone to kill each other? That group of elders are really horrible every year."

She is a sword repairer in the Nascent Soul Stage, and the area of ​​the trial secret is vast. In order to ensure fairness, she will naturally not be in the same place as Ningning of the Golden Pill.

After thinking about it for a while, she was a little worried and asked her: "I heard that the younger sister behaved well in Xiaozhongshan. Maybe it will get into trouble. Remember to be cautious and try to meet other people in the school."

Ningning nodded obediently.

The flying boat hung vigorously in the air, hanging down several long winding ladders.

The elders guessed where they watched the good show secretly, and no one was seen from beginning to end, while the disciples boarded the ship one by one with joy and sorrow.

Among all the Xuanxujian faction, He Zhizhou, who took the opportunity to eat and drink, was the last to board the ship. He ate too much and couldn't sit, so he could only stand at the door of the flying boat with his waist, poking his head out and looking down.

As the flying boat slowly lifted into the sky, the people and objects on the ground became smaller and more blurred.

The outline of the house has been submerged in the night, and thousands of lights are clustered, swaying in the wind, like dots of colorful ink on a pure black paper. People's faces also became unclear, half was swallowed by darkness, and the other half was hidden in the firelight.

When he looked around, He Zhizhou saw all the elders of the Xuanxu Sword Sect in the top attic at a glance. They seemed to collide with his vision and raised his arms and waved.

He Zhizhou was moved in his heart.

The cabbage field is yellow, and there is no mother at the age of two or three. His master Li Wangsheng never stayed home all year round, and would only occasionally send back a bunch of swordsmanship techniques and cherish spiritual plants. If it weren't for the support and care of his uncles and uncles, he would have no idea what it would be like.

This time, he was arrested in the Criminal Court, and Tian Xianzi rushed out the first time and took him out of that ghost place. This kindness is unforgettable, and he must not let down his uncle's painstaking efforts.

"Masters and uncles--"

He Zhizhou opened his throat and shouted: "Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely pass this trial!"

Tian Xianzi opened his mouth, he should be talking to him. It's a pity that the two are too far apart. He Zhizhou can only see each other with his mouth wide open, but he can't hear any sound, just like watching a silent movie.

But think about it, what else can the teacher say before the game? It's nothing more than words to cheer for him.

He Zhizhou thought of this place more passionately, and shouted: "Uncle Tianxian! Don't worry, I won't let you lose--"

Before the word "wang" was spoken, it was abruptly blocked back in his throat.

To be precise, it was squeezed back into the throat.

——While He Zhizhou probed his head and moved himself, the door of Feizhou closed silently.

It turns out that the uncles and uncles are not waving goodbye.

Instead, he desperately signaled to him: "Hurry up and retract your head! Otherwise, you will be caught by the door soon!"

He Zhizhou was expressionless, and he stood in the flying boat in a daze, with only one head squeezed out of the door, unable to move.

The evening breeze blew his unruly black hair, and in his dim vision, he happened to hit the surprised gaze of a family of three in a tall building.

Flying boat, night sky, fire light, human head hanging at the door.

A harsh scream cut through the night sky.

He Zhizhou:...

Listen to him explain! He is a handsome sword repairman with good character and suave, really not a human head inlaid in the crack of the door! ! !

However, before he showed a friendly smile at the family, he noticed that someone was scratching his hair indiscriminately behind him.

Then the back was patted.

Ningning's voice came to her ears very clearly: "Senior sister, what are you doing? Don't bully Senior Brother He."

Zheng Weiqi said righteously: "It's clear that you are acting on him and want to blame me!"

Most of the disciples in this flying boat were disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, and burst into laughter at the sight. Many brothers and sisters who have a good relationship with He Zhizhou have learned the same way, you touch me and scratch.

Poorly his own head was shut outside, and he could only hear a buzzing behind him. He didn't know who was doing the tricks, but he was struggling desperately with a twisted face: "Stop it! You bastards!"

Ningning stood in the flying boat, only half of his body crouched like a ninety-year-old man as far as he could see. The scene was so funny that she couldn't help but laugh, and was caught off guard, when she suddenly heard He Zhizhou yelling: "Oops!"

She still had a little conscience, and asked: "What's the matter?"

He Zhizhou seemed to find it difficult to speak, his voice was much smaller, and he needed careful discrimination to hear clearly: "...I seem to be watched by many people below. Many, many."

The third younger brother who was studying with him under Li Wangsheng's school laughed heartlessly: "What is there to watch? It's just a human head hanging on a flying boat—"

and so on.

This is a human head hanging on a flying boat! ! !

Imagine that on the days when the fireworks are shining and the city is celebrating, you and the lady are eating hot pot and singing. As soon as you look up, you see a strange hanging man's head outside the window——

This is too scary! ! !

"Brother He, hold on!"

The scene was in chaos. For the physical and mental health of the people in Luan City, no one dared to continue tossing him. The young disciples sternly expressed their opinions: "You must keep smiling, and the expression must not be too gloomy, otherwise it will scare the children!"

Ning Ning was quite agreeable: "That's right. Tell everyone with a smile that you are not a head hung on the door, but your head happened to be caught by the door."

So on the night of the feast of the Ten Ways, the fireworks suddenly ignited when the flying boat took off.

The flying boat floats in the air, the lights and shadows blend together. The innocent child has his eyes wide open and curiously asked: "Mother, what is the big ship flying in the sky?"

"That's the flying boat of the Ten Method Society. The flying boat is full of the best disciples of the various martial arts. If you want to board the boat, you must practice hard and hard work.

The woman leaned on the tall building. Before she could finish her words, she took a breath of cold air and her back began to tremble involuntarily.

——At the door of one of the flying boats, there was a hideous and pale head hanging on it!

A firework exploded.

The head of the man had a blank and dazed look, and inadvertently collided with the eyes of the family of three. He grinned rather stiffly and drew an awkward but polite dry smile.

This is scary enough.

Unexpectedly, this smile was fleeting, but in the blink of an eye, his head suddenly changed his face.

I saw it crying and laughing, shaking, and not knowing what it was talking about in its wide open mouth. Only a hideous and terrifying face was very clear under the firelight, deeply embedded in everyone's memory.

As Feizhou slowly moved forward, more and more people saw it.

The head of the unknown surname twitched with grinning teeth, his eyes rolled around in pain, his cheeks wrinkled, and his mouth was silently cursing, perhaps just to accuse him of the injustice he suffered during his lifetime.

The children in the tall buildings cried and cried in unison.

Suddenly someone yelled like an enlightenment: "I remember! Isn't that the disciple of the Xuanxu faction who caused chaos in the market today and was imprisoned in the Criminal Division?!"

One stone stirred up a wave of [书趣阁www.shuquge.co].

I don’t know who was trembling and took the words: "I heard that he was taken away by the elders of the martial art. Did the Xuanxu Sword Sect give him to punish him...! You deserve to be a cultivator? what!"

"Why is Xuanxu Sword Sect like that!"

A woman shivered and screamed in surprise: "He just made a small mistake. How can he chop off his head and hang it on a flying boat to show the public! What kind of iron heart is this teacher? No peace!"

The head swayed in the air, drifting away in the twilight, until the flying boat left without being taken off.

But its expression gradually softened, and finally closed its eyes and turned into a Buddha-like smiling face. It's so peaceful, like getting relieved before dying.

After struggling for so long in the near death, this disciple finally slowly closed his eyes.

The people in the city stayed up all night, and the Xuanxujian faction killed the disciple and hung it on the flying boat. Many people spontaneously offered wreaths and paper money for the poor man and burned it on the bank of the Cangjiang River.

The shock of the scene and the immense influence have been said in history that "we still don't know the name of the head we saw that day."

And the elders of the Xuanxu Sword Sect never thought that after that night, the way the parents in Luan City scared their children completely changed, from "cry again? Cry again? Aunt Tiger will come and take you away". Become——

"Cry again? I will send you to the Xuanxu faction if I cry again!"

Not to mention, the effect is obviously much better.

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