Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

The faint light of the bright light in the distance was faint, and it was difficult to pierce the dense and heavy night. Under the dimness, one could only see the continuous shadows of the mountains like giant beasts dormant.

The gale kept whimpering, and the night rain was blown up and down, passing by the wall of the slum, and falling on the tip of Pei Ji's tall nose.

Ningning's question was too abrupt, like knocking a blunt knife on his head.

Pei Ji had never heard of it before, let alone thought that someone would ask him about this sentence. Although he was a little startled for a while, his eyes looked straight forward, his eyes fixed on the face of the little girl in front of him.

This look made him feel confused at first.

Just as the brain hasn't finished analyzing the strands of sentiment, the body and nerves have already made the most honest response.

When Ning Ning mentioned "the girl I like," he almost subconsciously raised his eyelashes, impartially, and just turned his gaze to her.

Does this mean that he--

Pei Ji seemed to understand something, but always felt that everything was foggy, unreal and unclear, as if in a dream.

Chengying still pretended to be dead in his heart, motionless and quiet like a chicken. He was bored for no reason, and wanted to hear its noise like a broken gong.

Without that voice distracting...

He would blush in front of Ningning.

He was so embarrassed just because of one of her problems, he was really hopeless.

Ning Ning, who was standing next to him, was equally panicked, turning his head away at the moment he met Pei Ji, and squeezed the outer shirt on his body even more forcefully.

When she spoke again, her tone was as dry as a thousand-year-old mummy: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. I just ask casually, I don't particularly want to know."

As soon as her voice fell, she heard Pei Ji's low and dumb voice, like a voice filled with water vapor: "You--"

Ningning's fingertips trembled quietly.

Chengying finally couldn't even pretend to be dead, like a dying person taking a breath, making a long and dry breath, and his limbs fluttering like a drowning puppy.

It's a pity that he inhaled halfway, and then rolled his eyes and rolled his legs again, almost saying goodbye to this beautiful world.

Pei Ji's tone was still very light, and she added this sentence with a sullen face: "What do you ask this for?"

Cheng Ying:...

Chengying wanted to spit out a mouthful of old blood, then froze it into ice and slammed it on this stinky boy's forehead, stomping wildly on the spot: "Nizi! Wood! Idiot! What a great opportunity to **** me off! You are like this! The answer is to do! I want to sever relations with you! Immediately! Immediately!"

"When walking on the road before, didn't you say that Qiao Yan reunited with her childhood sweetheart?"

Cheng Ying was so angry that Ning Ning, as the person involved, did not have too many emotional fluctuations, and answered in one go: "I suddenly thought of them, so I asked about your situation along the way."

After finally thinking of a reasonable reason, Ning Ning gave herself a thumbs up in her heart.

To be honest, she actually thought carefully about the question of "what kind of girl Pei Ji likes?"

After all, he is solitary from beginning to end in the original book. Even if he later becomes a big figure who kills Guojue and the gods block and kills the gods, he still ignores the intentional approach of various female cultivators. All day long, it is not an upgrade or a sword. Four characters are written on the forehead: cut off love and never love.

However, it's one thing to think secretly in private, and to ask it in front of others, it's a completely different thing.

There was no sign of this problem, and even Ningning didn't respond. I try to think back now, only remembering my only two thoughts at the time.

She didn't seem to resist the closeness and contact with Pei Ji.

And, want to know more about him.

In any case, she was really dazzled by the heavy rain before she asked this sentence in a daze.

"Ah, yes!"

In the sound of rain overwhelming the sky, Ning Ning suddenly whispered, took out the storage bag from his arms, lowered his head and started looking for something. Pei Ji waited silently, seeing a round white ball rolling out of the bag.

It turned out to be the Ye Mingzhu that she quietly bought for Lin Xun.

"I originally planned to give it to him after the trial, but I didn't expect to use it first."

Ningning held it up with two hands, her fingers and cheeks were reflected brightly, remembering that Pei Ji was afraid of the dark, so she stretched out her hand and handed him Ye Mingzhu: "It's a pity that my star-scarred sword is missing. If there is it on her body, she stretched out her hand and handed it to him. , I can also show you the star-like light, which is very beautiful."

This movement is very normal, but Pei Ji does not know why her eyes are slightly sinking, her long eyelashes drooping and muffled: "I don't need it."

"Ugh."

Seeing his appearance, Chengying immediately understood everything in his heart. I began to recite a small composition with a circumflex and frustration. This time I was so sad that I almost burst into tears: "Seeing that Ye Mingzhu, do you feel sore and painful in your heart, and you can't breathe? Don't be sad, Dad, I understand you, Pei Xiao Ji! The child's chest tightness is always bad, and he is probably jealous!"

The black-clothed youth who was holding the sword tightly pressed his right hand secretly, and a dark cloud flashed under his eyes.

Although Chengying was annoying and nagging, the most troublesome thing about Pei Ji was that most of the words in her mouth were in line with the facts.

For example, now, when he sees the Ye Mingzhu that Ning Ning bought for Lin Xun with a lot of money, his heart is indeed very stuffy, and somehow he feels a little bit of soreness, and his brain is completely blocked in his chest.

Chengying liked him the way he wanted to hit it but was poked at the center of the matter. He continued to laugh and joke: "I didn't expect you to have today too, tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk tusk, I can't believe it."

After a pause, the ridiculous meaning in the words is even stronger: "Pei Xiaoji, the deeper and deeper the sink, the deeper and deeper you are, I am afraid you are completely planted."

"What's wrong with you? The expression is so strange."

It was still crying, Ningning's voice rang in her ears, and Pei Ji reflexively raised her head to meet her bright eyes.

The distance between them... seems to be too close.

The outer shirt hung over his head, making him unable to even retreat. The heat belonging to the summer night slowly accumulated in the narrow space, dyeing the young man's white earlobes thin red.

He was originally good at patience, but now he feels that his heart is very hot, his throat moved slightly, and he shook his head slightly: "Perhaps it is affected by the devilish energy around him...It is not a big problem."

"Devilish?"

Ning Ning looked around when she heard the words, and she saw a blood-red breath like mist. They seemed to be under the pressure of the rain, all piled up in low places, and they looked a bit thicker than usual, like scattered blood.

"There is a lot of resentment in this secret realm, and the devilish energy does not know when it will disappear."

As she said what she thought of, she looked at Pei Ji with a serious face: "By the way, what happened to the demons in the secret realm?"

"While you were asleep, we went to the waterfall."

Knowing all he could do, he responded slowly: "The demon monks suffered spiritual damage during the battle, and the sea of ​​consciousness and meridians have not been healed so far, so they can't bear the strong suffocation here. When we got there, many fell into He was in a coma, and now he is all imprisoned in the village, presumably time is running out."

The demonic cultivators will be seriously injured by the demonic energy left behind after the death of the same clan, which should be regarded as a certain degree of self-restraint.

Ningning quietly listened to him, then gently leaned her body against the wall behind, tilted her head slightly and said, "Mozu... Pei Ji, what do you think of them?"

What she didn't notice was that the eyes of the black-clothed boy next to her became more and more gloomy.

Pei Ji answered quickly, almost without any hesitation, her tone was as cold as ice: "It's extremely vicious, and there is no room for punishment."

This is a very ironic thing.

Since he came to the teacher's door, he has learned a lot of past events during the battle between immortals and demons. Whether it was the Goose City Incident or the fact that the spirit fox line is almost extinct today, Moxiu has always been associated with killing, tyranny and death, which makes people feel bored and disgusting with difficulty in self-control.

However, what is ridiculous is that he himself is an out-and-out descendant of the demons, and he has been contaminated with filthy and violent blood since he was born. It's no wonder that the former outer disciples would trouble him in groups, so there is no reason to argue with such a despicable pedigree.

As my mother said when he was locked in the cellar and beaten and scolded when he was a child, he was born to be unclean, not human or ghost, which is really disgusting.

Pei Ji did not curb the self-disgusting and self-deprecating expression in his expression, and turned to look at the dusty corner. He heard Ning Ning's voice in the double impact of thunder and heavy rain.

Her tone could be called "brisk," and she even laughed shortly before she spoke, like the crisp bells that were shaken by the night breeze: "Why is it so terrible?"

Pei Ji was taken aback.

"Although there are indeed many demon cultivators who have committed untold crimes, other than that, the demon race also has a less terrifying side."

Ning Ning had a serious look and said solemnly: "For example, Qin Niang, willing to give everything, just to save the life of Qiao Yan, a little girl who is not a relative, but also Qi Han, who clearly only needs to break the water mirror formation on his own. We won't be caught by us, but in order to save the life of the same clan, we end up with a failed exit."

She paused for a while before thinking about it for a moment and then said: "Even if it is a demon, it is sentimental. It is not as ferocious as most people imagine. So--"

Pei Ji heard her voice clearer, perhaps because Ning Ning turned her cheek to where he was. So the voice of the girl Qingling penetrated through the sound of wind and rain, and fell on her eardrum with a patter: "Don't take other people's excessive words to your heart, Pei Ji. What about the demon blood, you and me are no different."

——She said a lot of things, but she wanted to comfort him.

In the original book, the situation of the descendants of the demons was mentioned, all of them were like walking on thin ice and subjected to all kinds of discrimination. Pei Ji has not received much recognition since childhood, and there is only a steady stream of malice and scolding around him.

But in fact, he is no different from the other immortal disciples. He is also a vigorous and inexperienced young man. There are not many twists and turns in his heart. It is like untainted white paper, pure and excessive.

As for coming to the secret realm this time, the spirit fox clan hates magic repair even more.

Qiao Yan once gritted her teeth and told them that we must live with all the demons; "Qin Niang" also accidentally mentioned when chatting that demons are cruel by nature and will inevitably not follow good ways. I don't know what Pei Ji was like at that time. mood.

Ningning's tone was light and breezy, but Pei Ji's chest was like a stone. He hesitated for a while before pursing her thin lips and looking at her.

Ye Mingzhu's brilliance is soft and delicate, flowing quietly like gurgling water, passing through rain, hair, and inexplicable love threads, covering the girl's round apricot eyes with a bright white color.

The two of them stood under the same clothing to hide from the rain. Because they were in a small and dark space, the distance between them was naturally very small.

The scent of gardenia belonging to Ningning spreads all over, accompanied by the coldness of the cold night rain, but it vaguely carries the warmth of her body.

The lines are intertwined and intertwined, blending with his breath.

"Anyway, you are completely different from those heinous bad guys. There is no need to equate yourself with them."

Ning Ning said, shaking her fist, and vowed to raise her head: "If anyone tells you bad things again, the senior sister will help you teach him well-don't think about it, you know?"

When she looked up, she met Pei Ji's gaze.

Ning Ning saw this look for the first time.

The dark pupils were as deep as the ocean, with turbulent waves and turbulent dark tides inside, as if only one glance could engulf her.

This was supposed to be extremely dangerous sight, but it was extremely abrupt with a strong tame and pain, in addition to many complicated emotions, she could not see clearly, and she was stunned.

Pei Ji did not look away either.

They are indeed too close.

Not far away are deafening thunder and noisy raindrops, but the corner of this decaying house is as quiet as time freezes.

Ningning's head was jammed, and she seemed to be able to hear her heartbeat faster and faster.

Why does Pei Ji... look at her like this.

Isn't it right, then what did she do to catch his sight without moving?

As soon as this thought passed through his mind, Ningning immediately lowered his head.

Something should be said at this time to relieve embarrassment.

She wanted to cover her cheek with the palm of her hand to cool down, but she always felt that such an action was too obvious. She told him clearly that she was blushing, so she had to lower her head, her tongue knotted and whispered: "What? ?"

Pei Ji closed her eyes slightly, and took a breath: "Nothing...Thank you, Senior Sister."

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Fortunately, the thunderstorm gradually receded after a while, and Ningning was finally able to return to her hut, and lay in bed comfortably after exchanging goodnight with Pei Ji.

But I can't sleep.

When I was alone with Pei Ji, it always felt weird.

She is outgoing, approachable, and rarely shy. Take the simplest example, if she and He Zhizhou were to look at each other, Ning Ning would never blush even if they looked at each other for nothing.

But the look that Pei Ji looked at tonight--

Ningning remembered his look at the time again, and couldn't tell how he felt in his heart, so he buried his head in the pillow and rolled on the bed.

To her, Pei Ji seemed to be different from the others.

Ningning rolled back again, her hair in a mess.

No way.

If it says anything is different, isn't it just...like, like?

Ningning's eyes widened like a dead fish, and the moment these two words came to mind, she rolled again.

Putong fell directly off the bed.

She was in a state of confusion, and she kept tossing after she climbed into bed. In the end, she had to shrink into dried shrimps and wrap her body and face in a quilt. She fell asleep without knowing when she woke up the next day. Time.

Ningning tried his best to forget what happened last night, got up and dressed as usual, and opened the door of the room to meet other people. A casual glance at the line of sight, unexpectedly found unexpected joy.

The Star-Scarred Sword was found back by somebody, carefully wiped it clean, wrapped it in cotton cloth, and stood upright under the eaves in front of her door.

Ningning's eyes were squinted by the high-hanging sun, and her heart suddenly jumped uncontrollably.

Who on earth searched the forests and lakes one after another in the early morning, then washed it and wrapped it in its current location, although no one said, she knew the answer.

Last night she just mentioned the Starscar Sword very casually, but she didn't expect Pei Ji to find it back so quickly.

Ningning leaned over to hold the sword hilt, and she could smell the familiar fragrance of wood plants on the cloth, and when she picked it up, she saw a piece of paper attached to the sword.

The young man’s handwriting is as dashing as a dragon, very beautiful:

[Sword for you, don't be sad. ]

She was talking about the fact that she dreamed of her parents and woke up with red and swollen eyes.

——So I wanted to comfort her like this.

Ningning held the sword and tried to press her lips to stop her smile, her mood was very complicated.

Pei Ji always seemed to ignore everything, but actually remembered them all. He made it clear that he was not interested in the girl around him, if he had been like this to her...

Then she was completely planted.

The wife was lost and recovered, Ning Ning's tangled mood finally improved, and she was about to pick up the star-scarred sword to go out when she suddenly saw a communication symbol appeared in front of the window.

On the spell, there is a handwriting like He Zhizhou dog crawling, and he has a face expression in his personal style:

[SOS! Ningning, come and save us! The disciples of various sects came upon hearing the wind and had already hit the entrance of the village. Xu Yi and I were about to be involved in a big melee TT! ]

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