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

Xiao Yihe and Mo Xiaosheng fought so hard that they even left the ancient city.

"Tsk." When Yu Guyi wasn't paying attention, the two disciples came out of sight. Out of the master's duty, he entrusted the disciples to Qi Hanzhi, and then chased after him with his sword.

The disciples were forced to be handed over to Qi Han's charge, and they said tremblingly: "..."

They respected and feared Qi Hanzhi.

According to rumors, Qi Hanzhi actually had four apprentices.

The eldest disciple was tortured to death by him, the second disciple couldn't bear the torture and collapsed and became a demon. The third disciple was afraid of Qi Hanzhi to death, and Yunyou has not dared to return to the sect until now.

Xie Xingchen, the only disciple now, was probably forced to stay with him.

The image of Qi Hanzhi in the minds of all the disciples was really that of a villain, and they did not dare to offend Qi Hanzhi for fear of ending up with the same fate as the direct disciples he had accepted.

After Xiao Yihe and Mo Xiaosheng left, the air became solid and frighteningly quiet.

The disciples stayed where they were, like quails, not daring to make a sound. They also didn't dare to ask Qi Hanzhi what his next plan was. They just stood there in a standard posture.

...They even began to miss Yu Guyi who had just left, and the monsters that died.

——With Qi Han around, they don’t dare to let out a fart; with monsters around, they can still find ways to relieve their boredom.

Xie Xingchen finally noticed something was wrong with his senior brothers. They seemed to have suddenly become introverted together?

"Master, are we just going to stand here all the time?" Xie Xingchen liked the excitement, and he was a little uncomfortable when it was quiet, so he asked Qi Hanzhi.

"Are you bored, disciple?"

"Disciple is not bored, I just want to ask Master what his plans are."

The dead silence was broken, and all the disciples looked gratefully at Xie Xingchen.

Xie Xingchen successfully accepted it, and he understood. It turned out that his senior brothers were also afraid to death of Qi Hanzhi, a pervert who was unpredictable.

"Master, this is my first time to come back here. I have no plans. Why don't you mention it, disciple? Master, I will definitely listen." Qi Hanzhi became gentle.He took advantage of his height and touched the top of Xie Xingchen's hair. It felt soft to the touch.

He definitely did it on purpose!

The first time someone touches someone's head, forget it if it's a girl, but what's going on with a guy?

Adhering to the virtue of not trying to argue with perverts, Xie Xingchen suppressed the roaring anger in his heart and obediently allowed Qi Hanzhi to touch him two or three times.

After he finished touching it, Xie Xingchen lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, it's better not to make fun of this disciple. I'm just a useless snack and not worthy of giving advice."

...Trash snacks?

These were the words Qi Hanzhi used to scold the original owner Xie Xingchen the most, and it was also the sentence he gave when he accepted the original owner as his disciple.

This undoubtedly brought great humiliation to the young original owner, so that later the original owner fell in love with Ye Wenzhi who gave him warmth and was devoted to Ye Wenzhi.

Xie Xingchen still remembered his revenge and returned it to Qi Hanzhi. He was not a fool and did not want to suffer a loss.

I have to say, being intersex is pretty cool.

Everyone understood the yin and yang in Xie Xingchen's words. Xie Xingchen was taking advantage of Venerable Qi's previous incident of calling him a waste, and his breathing suddenly stopped: "..."

Xie Xingchen...he is playing with fire and burning himself!

Qi Hanzhi seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

...It turns out that he is still a rabbit who will retaliate for his anger.

The hand touching his hair slid down his fair cheek, and slid to Xie Xingchen's mandible. He pinched it hard and forced Xie Xingchen to raise his head, "Are you being a teacher from the inside?"

All the disciples were sweating for Xie Xingchen: "..." Xie, junior brother, you can go in peace. Today next year, the senior brothers will collectively raise money to burn incense for you.

Xie Xingchen still doesn't know what his introverted senior brothers are thinking. If he knew, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.

Xie Xingchen's jaw bone was so painful that it almost broke into pieces. His expression was painful, and he tried to maintain his composure: "I don't dare. It's just that I have no experience, so I don't dare to make suggestions without authorization, and I can't bear the responsibility."

In fact, he thought in his heart: Yes, yes!I am connoting you!Who asked you to call the original owner a waste and also be cruel to the original owner?

Hiss, fuck, my uncle’s jaw hurts.

Hearing Xie Xingchen's inner cry of pain, Qi Hanzhi instantly released his chin. He didn't know why he did this, but he just did it.

——Ahan, once you have a weakness, you have violated a big taboo and must be killed, otherwise you will be irrecoverable.

Qi Hanzhi narrowed his dark eyes and suddenly remembered what Bai Chi said. Could Xie Xingchen be his weakness?

...Weakness...Kill Xie Xingchen.

Suddenly, dark clouds shrouded the city overhead.

All the monsters in the city that had been cleared suddenly came back to life. The blood stains on the ground disappeared, and the bloody smell in the air disappeared.

The monsters returned to normal people one by one, and they seemed to be unaware, setting up stalls and shouting.

It seemed as if nothing that had just happened had ever happened.

Qi Hanzhi suddenly disappeared in front of him. Xie Xingchen looked at everything that had changed in shock and thought to himself: Can we still play like this?

"Hey, this handsome young man, come to our Chunxiao Pavilion to enjoy yourself?"

The madam put on a thick layer of makeup, looked at Xie Xingchen's face, and came to the conclusion that Xie Xingchen looked really pleasing to the eye.

"Let's forget it. My uncle, oh no, I am so poor that my trouser pockets are moldy now. I have no money and cannot afford to spend."

Xie Xingchen tried his best to refuse. He was a good young man in the 21st century. How could he go to a place like a brothel and violate male ethics?

After refusing, he suddenly realized that not only Qi Hanzhi was missing, but his senior brothers were also missing.

Ignoring the madam in front of him, Xie Xingchen went to find them.

The old bustard refused to let him go, insisting on inviting this handsome young man into Chunxiao Pavilion, and grabbed Xie Xingchen's sleeve.

"Young master, you don't give the slave family face now, and you lie without drafting the manuscript. I don't know how much gold your gorgeous clothes are worth, and you deceive the slave family that they have no money, which will break the slave family's heart."

After saying this, the madam suddenly wanted to cry.

Xie Xingchen originally made a random excuse, not expecting it to be exposed, so he lowered his head to look at himself.

Surprisingly, it is no longer the cheap disciple uniform distributed uniformly in the sect!

He was dressed in a flamboyant red coat, with gold-threaded cloud patterns embroidered on the sleeves and hem. Under the sunlight, the fine golden light refracted, making it extremely bright.

Damn it, whose clothes are so conspicuous?

After complaining about the clothes, Xie Xingchen panicked, fear filling his heart.

He had been stripped of his clothes and changed into another one, but he didn't notice it at all!

Xie Xingchen hurriedly walked to the stall selling bronze mirrors, borrowed the ancient mirror, and saw his handsome face in the ancient mirror, and thought to himself: Fortunately, his face has not changed.

For a face-control person, Xie Xingchen couldn't accept being ugly. If he were replaced with a crooked face, he could draw a sword and stab himself to death on the spot...it would be weird.

Of course, he first stabbed to death the person who changed his face, and then stabbed himself to death.