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

Xiao Yihe: "My young master, are you listening?"

"Oh, I heard it. You are confessing your love to me." Mo Xiaosheng paused for a moment.

Xiao Yihe pursed his lips, inevitably expecting and nervous: "So, senior brother, what do you think?"

Mo Xiaosheng's sword fell just now. He stared at the sword on the ground, dazed, and whispered in a low voice: "Whatever you think, this young master thinks."

Xiao Yihe Yixi said, "Senior brother, do you like me too?"

Mo Xiaosheng didn't say anything, she just cried out in pain, "Xiao Yihe, I can't go down, my legs hurt, please carry me."

Xiao Yihe was happy, and he readily accepted whatever requests Mo Xiaosheng made.

Although what he said didn't sound nice, sometimes, don't look at what a person says, but look at what he does.

Xiao Yihe walked up to Mo Xiaosheng, smelled the smell of blood, and frowned: "Brother, are you injured?"

Mo Xiaosheng: "Wow, you just now know that my young master is injured?"

Onmyoji Xiao Yihe was defeated.

Mo Xiaosheng: "That's why you know why I'm crying, right?"

Xiao Yihe nodded guiltily. He couldn't say any sweet words and could only express it with practical actions.

He held up Mo Xiaosheng's calf and tore open the tattered boots. The bloody flesh of the calf was displayed in front of him.

Xiao Yihe's eyes darkened and he asked, "Senior brother, who hurt you?"

Mo Xiaosheng giggled and said, "You want to help me take revenge?"

Xiao Yihe frowned: "Young Master, you can still laugh? Who do you think you are? I will help you kill him."

Xiao Yihe tore open his sleeve and used it as a bandage to wrap around Mo Xiaosheng, finally stopping the bleeding.

"You don't need to take revenge on me. The next time I see her, I will solve it myself." Mo Xiaosheng looked at Xiao Yihe bandaging him and said with a smile.

Xiao Yihe nodded, "Okay, young master, if you can't win, just don't make me cry."

Mo Xiaosheng gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to take action. Was it still Xiao Yihe who confessed her affectionately last second?

A man's mouth, a liar.

Xiao Yihe faced Mo Xiaosheng, spread out his hands, and said helplessly: "Young Master, aren't you coming down yet?"

Mo Xiaosheng: "What are you doing? Don't you plan to betray me?"

Xiao Yihe: "You come down first, and I will carry you on my back."

Mo Xiaosheng sat on the stone and hesitated for a moment, "Are you sure you can catch me accurately? If I fall to my death, you are finished."

Xiao Yihe smiled and said: "Even if I die, young master, you will not die."

How could he let Mo Xiaosheng fall to death?

"That's okay." Mo Xiaosheng felt reassured, and he jumped into Xiao Yihe's arms, "However, I am reluctant to let you die."

"If you die, where can I find another Yin Yang Junior Brother?"

Xiao Yihe's eyes were deep: "Senior brother, it's agreed that you will never leave me in this life."

"That's possible." Mo Xiaosheng said with a smile: "I am very valuable, and I may leave the Yulun Sect in the future and inherit my father's family business. Junior Brother Xiao, you must cherish me. "

Will Mo Xiaosheng leave Yulun Sect in the future?

Xiao Yihe's hand touched Mo Xiaosheng's hair. Before he could feel it, Mo Xiaosheng left his arms and his fingers were gone.

"Take this young master and return to the sect."

Xiao Yihe smiled and said: "Okay."

What would he do if Mo Xiaosheng left the Yulun Sect?

"..."

The night wind passed through the lively crowd and slipped through Xie Xingchen's fingertips, taking away a little bit of the smell of alcohol.

"Good wine, boss, please have another pot!" Xie Xingchen's face was flushed and his eyes were blurry.

After he said this, he fell on the table and fell unconscious.

"Your Majesty, your wine is here!" The waiter smiled and put the wine on the table, put the handkerchief on his shoulder, and got ready to serve at the next table.

"Hey, the world has not been peaceful recently." A monk at the next table, who was obviously older, stuffed peanuts into his mouth, drank a bottle of wine, and sighed.

A monk asked curiously: "How do you say this?"

The old monk wiped his mouth casually and pretended to be profound: "I watch the sky at night and calculate with my fingers, the dragon wind is coming back again!"

The monk looked horrified: "Old man, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say anything nonsense. The dragon clan is extinct, how can it make a comeback?"

Many lovers around were agitated and gathered around to listen. They all said, "Yes, you can't just say this casually. You have to have evidence, right?" "

The old monk touched his white beard with his hand and stared: "I am not lying, I am not talking nonsense. This dragon clan was not ended back then, and there are still remnants of it, in the Yulun Sect!"

"Yulun Sect? Impossible, this Yulun Sect is a large force of the Dragon Clan! It was the main force that wiped out the Dragon Clan back then!"

"I didn't say that the Yulun Sect protected the Dragon Clan. Maybe the Yulun Sect was also deceived by the Dragon Clan."

The old monk stroked his beard and sighed: "You young monks can't calm down at all."

"That's possible."

"Old man, you're just talking nonsense, you haven't given any evidence yet!"

The old monk said unhurriedly: "Don't be anxious, as long as you go to Yulun Sect Wubianya to check around these days, you will find the dragon aura."

Wu Bian Ya is the retreat place of Yu Lun Sect.

The old man did not clearly say who the remnants of the Dragon Clan were, but he also pointed out that the people in seclusion were the remnants of the Dragon Clan.

And there is no need to say who is in retreat in Wubianya during these days.

"You mean Master Qi?"

"Isn't it possible? Venerable Qi will practice in seclusion every two or three months. This is his habit."

"Then have you ever thought about why he has to retreat every two to three months?"

"Isn't it cultivation?"

"Venerable Qi has been cultivating in seclusion for so long, why is he still not diligent in his cultivation?"

"Yes, but although Venerable Qi's cultivation is not high, his sense of oppression is inexplicably strong. Sometimes he even has the illusion that he has become a god."

"Then have you ever thought that it was Qi Hanzhi who deliberately suppressed his cultivation? I don't need to explain why he suppressed his cultivation, right?"

"Yup?"

"Is it possible that Venerable Qi is really a remnant of the Dragon Clan?"

"Thinking is terrifying!"

After the old monk finished speaking, he took another sip of wine, looked at the handsome young man wearing a curtain not far away, and nodded.

The handsome young man raised his lips, smashed the silver on the table, and said generously: "Boss, settle the bill."

System: "Master, a new capture target has appeared. Are you not planning to capture it?"

He now has a new identity, he is Gu Yifan, a new leading disciple in the world of cultivation, with a bright future.

Gu Yifan snorted coldly: "No, men will only affect the speed of my doing bad things. I want to ruin Qi Han's reputation. Just like what he did to me, I will repay him a thousand times."

"And that Xie Xingchen, I have determined that he should be a time traveler like me. I don't like him."

Gu Yifan glared at the drunken Xie Xingchen, then thought about it and said happily: "System, if I send Xie Xingchen back, do you think Qi Hanzhi will go crazy? Wouldn't it be more fun this way?"

The system wiped away the non-existent sweat: "It is not recommended to try. Master, you have already died once and consumed a lot of energy. You cannot fake your death next time."

Gu Yifan looked coldly and curled his lips: "You are really useless."

The system dared not say anything in anger: "I'm sorry, Master."