Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

It was a cold night and Xie Xingchen woke up from the cold. Suddenly a figure appeared in front of him. He lay on the table and murmured: "Master? Are you coming to pick me up?"

The figure sat down opposite him, looked at the bottles and cans on the table, and said with disgust: "Xie Xingchen, how much have you drunk?"

Xie Xingchen's mind was at a loss. He raised his heavy head and raised his eyelids, and then he could see clearly who was in front of him.

Trying to remember, he didn't know this person.

"If you're not Master, then who are you?" Xie Xingchen held his head and stared at Gu Yifan, pouting as he spoke.

Gu Yifan cursed: "Drinking makes you mentally retarded."

Although Xie Xingchen was drunk, he said, "You are the retarded one. I am smarter than you."

Gu Yifan snorted, crossed his legs, raised his chin with a look of disdain, "I know you are also a time traveler, do you want to make a deal?"

Xie Xingchen didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. His head shook and his eyes wandered, "What deal?"

Gu Yifan took the initiative, crossed his fingers, and said confidently: "Want to go home?"

Xie Xingchen seemed to have difficulty digesting this sentence, and whispered, "Go home?"

Gu Yifan: "Yes, I can send you home for free. I guess you came in by accident."

Xie Xingchen frowned and had a headache. He stood up and grabbed Gu Yifan's shoulders, "You are quite a nice person."

"I know the condition of going home is very tempting, but you don't need to thank me too much. After all, we are two people from the same world."

"As long as you come home, I can wipe off the grudges and pretend they never happened."

Gu Yifan looked proud.

Xie Xingchen said nothing.

He just suddenly grabbed Gu Yifan's shoulder and vomited all of a sudden, spitting the drink all over Gu Yifan.

"Thank you Xingchen!!!"

Gu Yifan exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He stood up with anger burning on his forehead.

Xie Xingchen blushed and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm drunk and don't want to go home yet."

Gu Yifan was furious.

Xie Xingchen definitely did it on purpose!

He wasn't drunk at all!

After Xie Xingchen finished speaking, he put down a few taels of broken silver on the table, picked up the sword and disappeared.

Gu Yifan was left alone, helpless and furious, startling the crows in the night, flapping their wings and flying away.

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"You want to trick me? Heh, what am I going to do when I go home? Go back and wait for the final exam? I don't want to see linear algebra."

Xie Xingchen came out with a bottle of wine and walked on the street, swaying as if he were stepping on cotton.

He almost thought he was going to float.

After shaking for a while, he finally tripped over a stone and fell straight to the ground with a "boom" sound.

Didn't fly.

"..."

"Well, my nose hurts." Xie Xingchen rubbed the tip of his red nose and sat up from the ground.

After rubbing it for a while, he became drunk and fell to the ground with another "dong" sound.

People don't know whether they are really drunk or fake.

At midnight, the lights went out and many vendors closed their stalls and left.

The shop owner was the last one to leave. He collected his things, weighed the broken silver in his hand, and walked home happily.

"Ah!" A voice suddenly came from the ground.

The vendor was frightened and blew a fire stick. When he looked at the ground, he saw the drunk Xie Xingchen. He patted his chest and said, "Okay, okay, it's a human being."

The vendor kicked him, "Abandoned and drunk like this? No one will take care of you?"

He brought the fire folding piece close to Xie Xingchen.

Xie Xingchen held the wine in his arms and huddled on the ground. He was kicked and his delicate face showed no reaction.

The peddler chuckled and said, "He has a pretty face. If he sells it to a brothel, he will probably get a good price."

He blew out the fire stick, reached out and touched Xie Xingchen's waist first, found the brocade bag, and secretly took it away.

Then, the peddler took the wine bottle from Xie Xingchen's arms, pulled him up, and carried him on his back. "Fortunately, it's a handful of bones. It's so light that it's easy to carry."

"Yeah, I don't eat enough, how can I be heavy?"

Vendor: "No wonder, thank you for eating less, otherwise I wouldn't be able to carry it easily."

"Where are you going to carry me?"

The vendor was completely unaware and couldn't help but happily said: "Of course it's a brothel. With your face, you can sell it for a good price."

"Oh, it turns out I'm quite valuable." Xie Xingchen thought for a moment and put his sword against the vendor's neck.

Only then did the vendor realize who was talking to him just now, and his expression immediately became horrified, "Spare my life!"

"You walk more smoothly, don't be afraid, I won't kill you when I'm drunk." Xie Xingchen half-opened his eyes, his vision was unfocused, and his words were blurry.

I said fuck the peddler, he will be afraid only if he is drunk. If he is drunk, this sword will cut his throat if he is not careful.

The vendor panicked and stared at the sharp sword without daring to move. "Young Master, why don't you take the sword away? I know I was wrong and I will let you go."

"Oh," Xie Xingchen put away his sword obediently, "but you want to sell me to a brothel. I have to tell Master that I can forgive you, but my Master may not."

Only then did the vendor realize that Xie Xingchen was a monk. He stayed where he was, but Xie Xingchen refused to get off his back.

When he heard that he wanted to file a complaint, he became even more panicked and said mournfully: "Cultivator, please do it. I have an old man and a young man, and there are shops to open on both sides. If I die, my eight What should I do, Shi Lao Mu!”

Xie Xingchen frowned and said "Ah" in a daze, "Is it so miserable?"

The peddler nodded like a fool, "Yes, cultivator, you have a bodhisattva heart, so just go around the villain once."

"Okay, just carry me back and don't tell Master."

After Xie Xingchen finished speaking, his head felt so bloated that he drank too much, so he lay on the vendor and fell asleep.

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"Where is Qi Hanzhi?"

"Sir, Master Qi is in retreat at Wu Bian Ya. Is there something wrong?"

"If you have anything to do with him, go and report it."

"Yes."

Watching the disciple leave, the leader touched the spirit dog and recalled the secret letter with a solemn expression.

Tonight, a letter appeared on his desk, and he opened the lacquer envelope. The content of the letter was about the identity of Qi Han's dragon clan.

"Hanzhi, are you really a dragon?" The leader sighed.

The letter was well-founded and even included a shadow stone. The appearance of Qi Hanzhi in the shadow stone was so exposed that it was hard not to make people suspicious.

"If he is real, I'm afraid there will be another bloody storm."

Yu Guyi stood aside with his hands behind his back and snorted coldly, "When Qi Hanzhi comes out, I will be the first to kill him without leaving any further trouble."

The leader was helpless: "Guyi, don't bring personal grudges."

Yu Guyi: "Master, you just have a good temper and can't stand Qi Hanzhi."

"According to what this elder sees, if he were a dragon, he would kill the entire Yulun Sect without blinking an eye."

"When the Yulun Sect has shed all its blood, Master, you won't say that this elder has personal grudges."

The leader knew that he had always been deeply resentful towards Qi Han, so he stroked his pet dog's fur and said nothing.