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

Qi Hanzhi pinched Xie Xingchen's soft fingers, and the fingertips turned red. He repeated: "Don't want to?"

Xie Xingchen's fingertips hurt from his pinching, and he gasped softly: "Yes."

"That's good."

Qi Hanzhi's anxious heart calmed down, and the topic returned to the shadow stone again, and he wrote lightly: "Since you know the murderer, do you want me to kill Ling Qianhe for you as a master?"

"Peel skin and cramps, remove bones and flesh, whatever you like, I will help you, and I will make your knife."

"Make sure to do it cleanly and no one in the world of cultivation will know about it."

Xie Xingchen looked hesitant to speak. Qi Hanzhi thought that he didn't like these methods, so he frowned: "Don't like it? Then why not chop Ling Qianhe into meat paste and feed it to the dogs?"

"Speaking of which, my master hasn't fed meat to the master's dog for a long time. In the past, all the dog ate was bones..."

Xie Xingchen became more and more horrified when he heard these cruel killing methods, and he shrank back.

Is it really okay to plot like this to kill someone so cruelly?

Although he hated Ling Qianhe and wanted to avenge his dead senior brother, he was far from the point where he wanted to torture people to death. One life was worth one life.

He has grown up in the sun and does not understand perverted thoughts.

Besides, it was enough for Qi Hanzhi to help him find the murderer. He wanted to do the rest by himself.

"Master, I want to handle this matter personally, so I don't need to bother you."

Xie Xingchen rushed to answer, fearing that Qi Hanzhi would tell him some more shocking killing methods.

Qi Hanzhi glanced at him and smiled gently and considerately.

Like the masters in many master articles, he said the sincere words, "Okay, as a master, you don't interfere. The disciple has grown up."

He raised his hand and touched Xie Xingchen's hair that was spread over his shoulders. When he touched the ends of the hair, he retracted it and curled his fingers little by little.

Immediately, the nails were embedded in the palms of the hands, causing bleeding.

I'm just afraid that when I grow up, I won't need him anymore.

Just like he did many years ago, he left this world without leaving any trace, and he couldn't find anyone.

Xie Xingchen didn't notice, and was immersed in the confusion of how Qi Hanzhi became so talkative, "Then...thank you, Master."

Qi Hanzhi: "Just thank you?"

Does the implication mean that there are no other practical actions besides verbal thanks?

Xie Xingchen got off the bed with difficulty and went to look for the coat that Qi Hanzhi had torn into strips last night. He walked around a few times, but he couldn't find the remains of the coat.

Seeing that he was a little anxious, Qi Hanzhi asked: "What are you looking for? I will help you, master."

Xie Xingchen was about to say no, so he squatted down and saw the remains of his coat lying low on the bed. He reached out and took it out.

Qi Hanzhi: "If it's ruined like this, I'll compensate you with a few good ones. Don't worry about this one."

Xie Xingchen shook his head and took out the Qiankun bag from his pocket. Finally, he threw the Qiankun bag to Qi Hanzhi.

"No, Master, this is thanks."

Qi Hanzhi opened the Qiankun bag and pulled out a hanging copper plate from it with his slender fingers. His face instantly turned ugly: "..."

Xie Xingchen saw that he had a bad look on his face and thought that the money was too little, "Master, don't dislike the disciple for having little money. The disciple will make money in the future and give it to you."

He simply used money to thank Qi Hanzhi, but Qi Hanzhi was different.

He originally wanted Xie Xingchen to take the initiative, but Xie Xingchen had a poor understanding and failed to understand what he meant.

"I am not short of money."

Qi Hanzhi was so angry that it was so cold that he tied up the Qiankun bag and threw it back to Xie Xingchen.

Xie Xingchen held the Qiankun bag and blinked: "Master, what do you lack?"

"Missing you."

"I hate that you won't take the initiative."

Qi Hanzhi answered quickly, which showed that he was really angry.

"Oh, my disciple is stupid and failed to understand the master's thoughts." Xie Xingchen replied calmly.

The big pervert is angry again, and he doesn't want to coax him.

He has been coaxing this pervert ever since he entered the book. Now that he is with the pervert, is he still coaxing him all day long?

So tiring, Xie Xingchen decided to let himself go.

Qi Hanzhi really has nothing to do with Xie Xingchen. This is the person he cares about most, the only person he wants to treat well.

"That's all, since you don't want to, then just take the initiative as a teacher from now on."

Qi Han took a step forward, picked up Xie Xingchen, who was only wearing a thin undershirt, and placed him on the bed.

He leaned over and kissed her.

Then, Xie Xingchen's hands were clamped above his head by a big hand, and his lips were blocked. He could only watch in horror as his only remaining layer of inner clothing was torn to pieces.

"Um... um... Master... Your Majesty, the disciple is wrong... Next time the disciple... must take the initiative..."

"late."

Qi Hanzhi bit Xie Xingchen's lips fiercely.

In his other hand was a fine ink pen, "Good disciple, let's play with this tonight, okay?"

"not good."

Xie Xingchen read countless films, and when he saw the ink pen, he immediately knew what Qi Hanzhi wanted to do.

He was desperate, he hadn't gone to avenge his senior brother Gu, he hadn't gone to Ling Qianhe for a duel yet!

Qi Hanzhi ignored his refusal and said coaxingly: "It's okay. I'll take care of the murder later. I'll accompany you as master. Just enjoy it tonight."

At night, the frost and snow continued outside the house, and the wind blew gradually.

Inside the room, Xie Xingchen was crying. He cried all night, and Qi Hanzhi didn't even intend to let him go.

"Master, if you don't come, you will be useless if you come again."

When Xie Xingchen reached the end, he didn't even know what he was talking about. He kept repeating, "I'm not coming" and "I'm going to be scrapped."

Qi Hanzhi kissed the corners of his eyes and said, "No, how could I be willing to let you be crippled as a teacher? It's not too late to feel distressed."

"You...you lied. My back hurts so much. You don't feel sorry for me at all." Xie Xingchen seemed drunk, his eyes were red, and he said aggrievedly.

Qi Hanzhi smiled and kissed his forehead, "It won't hurt soon. When have I ever lied to you?"

"Well, is that so?"

"Good disciple, not only will it not hurt later, but I will also be remembered by you forever as my master."

Qi Han was satisfied both physically and mentally, "The long night is long, I will be drunk with you as my master."

Tonight is another sleepless night.