Quick Travel: The fishing beauty refuses cannon fodder

"boom!"

The tea cup made of chalcedony was thrown to the ground hard and broke into pieces. The servants in the palace knelt down one after another, lowering their eyebrows and not daring to express their anger.

At this time, the First Elder was angrily smashing the tea cup on the table, his expression was crazy and sinister, how could he still have the strategizing skills he had when he faced Shi Rong before?

"Lin Huaiyue... Shi Rong..." He stared coldly at the messy ground and the kneeling servants in the hall, silently reciting the names of Shi Rong and Lin Huaiyue, with deep-seated hatred in his tone.

Unexpectedly, really unexpectedly, one day he would also lose his sight... This Lin Huaiyue was so stupid and superficial that Shi Rong won her back with just a few words!

What if you have great talent? It is so stupid to only have love and love in your heart!

Now with that boy's nourishment, Shi Rong has actually gone into seclusion to seek a breakthrough! Originally, he couldn't compete with Shi Rong, but if Shi Rong could successfully break through...

He was afraid that he would never be able to regain the position of palace master. Unless he can be patient and wait for the next palace master to appear and snatch it from him.

But how could the Great Elder be so willing?

He couldn't rob Shi Yueying, nor could he rob Shi Rong, so he was going to be reduced to competing with a junior for the position of Palace Master? His dignity does not allow him to do that!

Over the years, the position of the Lord of Hehuan Palace has long become the obsession of the Great Elder. He is not young, and his potential is about to be exhausted. If he can solve his inner demons, he will definitely advance to the next level.

So no matter what means he uses, he will stop Shi Rong from breaking through!

"Get up." The great elder's expression returned to calm. He smiled softly and glanced at the frightened servants. "You must keep your mouth shut about today's matters."

"Yes! Great Elder."

……

It was a dilapidated yard, overgrown with weeds, covered with cobwebs and dust.

The sound of messy and hasty footsteps broke the silence, and a fat young man in luxurious clothes, swinging a whip, rushed in menacingly, surrounded by servants and women.

His eyes were full of evil, and he swung the whip leisurely, "Where is that little bastard Lin Wei? I got a new whip, and I want to try its power on this little beast. Where is the other person?"

In the corner of the woodshed, a young boy in ragged clothes shrank and hid inside. He bit his lower lip tightly, his clear and bright eyes filled with fear, as if he would shed tears at the next moment.

Don't find me...

Don't find me...

don't want……

But no matter how much he prayed, he was found by a group of powerful servants in the end, and was thrown in front of the fat boy like discarded debris.

"Okay, you little bastard, you still want to hide? Where can you hide?" Lin Tianjiao laughed loudly, looking at Lin Wei's dirty and dirty face, his eyes full of malice and sarcasm.

For Lin Wei, Lin Tianjiao is his unforgettable nightmare. Obviously he and Lin Tianjiao are blood brothers, but he lives worse than a slave.

It's just because Lin Tianjiao's mother is the mistress of the Lin family and a great monk in the Nascent Soul stage. But Lin Wei's mother was just an ordinary maid with no cultivation.

Lin Wei shivered, and habitually protected her head, curled up into a ball, and begged softly: "Young Master, don't, don't hit me..."

Lin Tianjiao enjoyed Lin Wei's fear and weakness very much. A malicious look flashed in his eyes, but he actually didn't wave the whip, but squatted down, and his tone was so soft that it was weird.

"You don't want me to hit you, do you?"

Lin Wei nodded in panic, with pleading eyes.

Lin Tianjiao's smile became more vicious: "If you don't want me to hit you, just kneel down and crawl under my crotch, shouting three times, 'My mother and I are both born bitches'..."

Lin Wei paused, his nails dug into his palms, blood oozing out, and a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes.

He is still young, how can he hide the change in his expression? Lin Tianjiao naturally saw Lin Wei's eyes, and anger suddenly emerged in his heart, and he waved his whip viciously.

"You little bastard, how dare you look at me like this? I have to beat you to death today—"

Hearing the sound of strong wind carried by the whip, Lin Wei clenched his fists and closed his eyes in despair.

The whip never fell on him, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. Lin Wei couldn't hear the flow of wind, the chirping of insects and birds, or the insults and curses of others...

It's like time is frozen.

Lin Wei opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Lin Tianjiao in front of him with a happy expression, and the whip he waved stayed in the air, just like himself.

No, the entire courtyard has been frozen...

A flash of red suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes. Lin Wei turned his head hastily and saw a beauty in red with black hair and snow-skinned face. This man was the most beautiful person Lin Wei had ever seen, but for some reason, he always felt that this man looked familiar.

Lin Wei is a very defensive person, but he can't help but feel close to this beauty in red: "Who are you?"

Shi Rong knew very well that he was experiencing inner demons and illusions. As early as a thousand years ago, he had wiped out the Lin family, peeled off the skin and cramps of all those who had bullied him, and destroyed their souls...

He thought that he had long forgotten all the past events. But he didn't expect that a weak and despicable villain like Lin Tianjiao would still leave a shadow in his heart.

Shi Rong narrowed her eyes and smiled softly, "I am you, and I will be you in the future."

Lin Wei was stunned.

The inexplicable sense of trust and resonance in his heart made him not doubt what Shi Rong said. Lin Wei sat up, looked at himself in the future, and said blankly: "You look very powerful..."

Will he really be so powerful in the future?

Regarding his childhood self, even if it was just a phantom, Shi Rong still had a lot of patience: "Yes. A small family like the Lin family is even worse than an ant to me."

After listening to Shi Rong's words, Lin Wei felt a little dazed. For him now, the Lin family is like a mountain that cannot be shaken: "Why... why did you come to me?"

Shi Rong picked up Lin Tianjiao's whip, and with a twist of his wrist, the whip turned into a sharp sword. He put the sword into Lin Wei's hand, "I want you to kill Lin Tianjiao."

Get rid of the shadows and inner demons of his childhood.

Lin Wei clenched the hilt of the sword and stared at Shi Rong blankly: "Lin Tianjiao has practiced Qi, but I am still just a mortal..."

Shi Rong let go of Lin Tianjiao's restraints and said indifferently: "But a waste like him, even if he is a qi-training monk, what is the difference between him and a mortal?"

The restriction was broken, and Lin Tianjiao shook his head.

Seeing that his whip turned into a sharp sword and fell into Lin Wei's hand, he looked angry, took out another sharp sword from his storage bag, and stabbed it with a grin.

"You little beast, if you dare to steal my things, I will kill you!"