Cannon fodder is truly stunning [Quick Transmigration]

"I was still here just now, could it be that my eyes were dazzled?"

"Strange, her level is clearly 0, she should not have learned the skills yet, why did she suddenly disappear."

"I seemed to see a white light flashing just now, there must be some special magic weapon?"

"Has anyone videotaped it? Go to the forum and post a missing person post. It's rare to meet such a beautiful woman."

……

At this time, the person everyone was talking about was gnashing his teeth at the entrance of the Nether Realm.

In order not to attract too much attention, Gu Anjue sent it directly with the teleportation scroll, and couldn't wait to settle the score with that guy Hu Buxi.

As a result, as described in the plot, the secret realm in the early stage was not opened at all, it was just an ordinary stone slab, which immediately dispelled his original idea of ​​asking the heroine to borrow the key.

Hu Buxi, you'd better pray that the secret realm will be opened later and you can live for a few more days.

Staring at the breasts that are not so obvious because of the cloth covering, Gu Anjue almost has the urge to blow up the Nether Realm directly, what is this called, even if it is only for a few days, he can't bear it at all!

On the other side, the hall in the Nether Realm was brightly lit and extremely lively, with all kinds of ghosts gathered together.

"Congratulations, Boss." The one who spoke was a skinny kid with a missing arm and blood all over his face.

"Shoulder, pay attention to your image." The pretty Yujie in black next to him frowned and reminded him, and then said, "It's been thousands of years, I thought the boss was used to being called a pervert."

"Grandma Meng, have you gone to the world again?" The man next to him with the horse's head looked at her newly dyed nails and clicked his tongue, "Women are such prodigals, I heard you traded a bag of gems last time. The box of rouge is still used.”

Granny Meng looked over coldly, and then raised her fist again, "You are looking for death, do you want to fight?"

"Today is the boss's big day, don't make noise, save face." The judge who was writing and drawing in his notebook hurriedly stood up and acted as a peacemaker, and said with emotion, "The Qingming ring looks quite strong. Who knew it would be so cheating, you can't take it off after wearing it, someone has to take it voluntarily."

"Not to mention, the boss is quite beautiful when he becomes a woman hahaha, wasn't Lu Xingchen already fascinated by that guy before?"

"No matter how much she changes, she is not as good-looking as the one from Xianling Palace. Su Fengyue is recognized as the number one beauty in the cultivation world."

"What is that? In my opinion, if Duan Canglan has a younger sister..."

"You can just say that you like Duan Canglan, but you are the only one who deserves to be the leader of Duan, tsk tsk tsk, a flower stuck in cow dung."

"Niutou, you were a chrysanthemum in your previous life, right?"

"What do you mean? Do you praise me for being as beautiful as a flower? Or do you say that I have a bright smile?"

"Hehe, I praise you for being unreasonable."

"Are you hard enough? It's better to lie on the bed obediently and let me do the physical work, baby~"

The rippling coda at the end, coupled with his ambiguous expression winking, immediately made everyone, no, all ghosts burst out laughing.

Hu Buxi didn't care about his mood today, anyway, he wouldn't be able to offend these bastards who spoke freely anyway, "Come, come, let's raise our glasses and have a drink together."

Originally, she was smiling happily, but she sneezed suddenly. Hu Buxi rubbed her nose casually, feeling a little strange in her heart, "Who is thinking about me?"

But within a few seconds, he completely put the doubts behind him, and danced and said, "If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home, everyone is drinking."

Just thinking about it can't restrain the joy in my heart, and I won't have to turn into a woman inexplicably to pick up yang and replenish yin in the future. This ghost ring is also a status symbol. Are you sure it's not used to deceive people?

On the other side, Gu Anjue, who was cheated, is really not used to walking around with a woman's body on his back. Fortunately, there is a time display in the status bar, and the sex change will last for three days, and he will return to normal after three days. In reality, it will only take more than an hour. .

He simply switched to the special account directly. This time, the login location was not in the confined space that novices must go through, but in a dark place where there was almost no light.

Probably because the npc soul was forcibly squeezed out. Although it is only composed of data, it still has some intelligence after all, and it will become very violent when suppressed.

Or maybe it was just because of using this body for the first time, Gu Anjue only felt that his eyelids were a little heavy, and he vaguely heard water droplets falling in his ears, and then there was a shrill scream, accompanied by the sound of shaking the iron door and dragging the chain.

"Help! Help me!"

"Duan Canglan, you devil, you will definitely have retribution! I curse you to die."

"Ah~ahhh~"

"Let me out, let me out, my master is the great elder of the Kongtong sect, if he finds this place, he will definitely not let you off!"

"The Kunlun Sect should have been wiped out in the first place, otherwise how could Duan Canglan be such a scourge."

As soon as Gu Anjue opened his eyes, he saw a bloody mass rushing towards him. The white singlet on his body was completely stained red, and mixed with a sour smell, which made him frown uncomfortably.

"Master Duan, I was wrong! I know I was wrong! Please, please forgive me this time, I will never dare again, I..."

"Snapped--"

Next to him, the upper body was naked, and the muscular strong man lashed his back with a whip, followed by several more whips, until he was so painful that he couldn't speak, and rolled himself into a shrimp , and then he sneered loudly, "Bold Qin Feng, the Lord is also something you can touch casually! I'm impatient to live."

Another strong man who was adjusting the torture equipment also hurriedly followed, first kicked Qin Feng who was curled up in the corner, still hesitating, and then grabbed his greasy hair and dragged him to the shelf to tie him up.

Smoke was bubbling from the charcoal brazier next to it, and the soldering iron was scorching hot, red and translucent, and you could feel the astonishing heat just by standing closer.

Originally, according to the Lord's previous instructions, dealing with traitors should be tortured, so that the group of monks who claim to be righteous should have a good memory. Now it should be the point of using a branding iron, but the situation has obviously changed.

Who doesn't know that Duan Canglan, the Kunlun teacher, has a serious obsession with cleanliness. What he hates most in his life is that others stain his clothes. He can't bear even a little dust. Now, Qin Feng's ignorant guy directly put a bloody palm print on it. What a fire.

The two looked at each other, and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva nervously, but Gu Anjue didn't speak, and no one dared to touch the mold, for fear of directly burning himself.

As for Qin Feng, he wanted to speak, but the few whips just now were covered with barbs and salt water, mixed with the old wounds that had recurred a few days ago, it had already caused him so much pain that he was left with nothing but cockroaches. , the sound is so weak that it is almost inaudible.

I also regretted it more and more in my heart, and even complained about the suzerain of the Wuji Sect. Since you said something so righteous and awe-inspiring, why didn't you, Yu Xiaozi, come here yourself, and insisted on pushing me out as a substitute for the dead ghost.

In less than 2 minutes, Gu Anjue had already received Duan Canglan's memories, and most of the reason was due to the fact that he himself was the author of the original work.

Gu Anjue didn't pay attention to the conspicuous blood stain on the corner of his clothes, he just glanced at it lightly, then got up from the soft fur seat, and walked slowly to the torture rack.

To be honest, after experiencing Lan Xun's life, he quite liked the smell of blood, and even felt that Duan Canglan had a trait very similar to Lan Xun's, that he was willing to sacrifice everything for the things he cared about.

"My lord, this...he is too dirty." The strong man next to him with the torture tool hurriedly put down the things and reminded him aloud.

"What? Do I still need your opinion on what I'm doing?" Gu Anjue frowned, his voice was so cold that the man's whole heart suddenly arose, and he knelt down on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy. Ang's appearance.

As expected, Duan Canglan is indeed the most attractive magic cultivator. Not only does Duan Canglan have a monstrous appearance, but even his hands are amazingly good-looking. His complexion is like jade, and he can faintly see intertwined dark blue blood vessels.

Gu Anjue lifted the opponent's chin with his index finger, and said with a smile, "Qin Feng, do you hate me?" The voice was gentle and tender, as if facing the closest lover.

When he met those beautiful twinkling eyes, it seemed that he had fallen into a vortex in an instant, and kept falling down, but he was happy with it. The hatred that was not much left in Qin Feng's heart immediately dissipated completely, and he shook his head. Shaking his head, he tried his best to force out another sentence, "I...don't...don't hate...you..."

"Then do you hate Wujizong? Yu Xiaozi tricked you to come to Kunlun to teach, didn't you?" Seeing that the other party's expression was in a trance, his expression fluctuated, and he was clearly struggling fiercely. Deep and seductive, the pupils are as thick as dizzy ink, with a faint tinge of red.

"What about exorcising demons and defending Taoism? It's just that he didn't dare to come in person, so he found you as a scapegoat. The news had already spread to Wujizong. Yu Xiaozi didn't want to come to rescue you at all, so he immediately accepted another one. Chief disciple."

After waiting for half a month, there was no news, as if he had been completely forgotten. Qin Feng had already guessed the result in his heart, but he was still unwilling to admit it.

The spiritual roots on his body have been shaved off. Even if he was lucky enough to find the seven-orifice lotus heart that can reshape the broken veins, his future cultivation can only reach the stage of Qi training at most. Even foundation building is a problem. How could the Wuji sect accept it again? Such a useless big brother?

But there are some things that are well known, and if they are broken, the situation will be frozen.

For example, now that the secret in his heart was mercilessly punctured by Gu Anjue, Qin Feng blushed suddenly, the iron chain was rattled, and deep bruises were drawn on his wrist, and a few drops of blood were pulled from his wrist. The cracked wound rolled out and hit the ground, extremely sticky.

Gu Anjue licked his lips and pressed them against his ear, his warm breath passed by, his voice was more bewitching, "Do you really think he values ​​you? You are nothing, you hate Yu Xiaozi, you should Hate him."

Qin Feng, who was still struggling, suddenly calmed down, with deep hatred in his eyes, and murmured, "Yes, I... hate... him, I hate him, I hate Yu Xiaozi, it's him Ruined everything for me."

"That's right, good boy." Gu Anjue patted the top of his head reassuringly, not paying any attention to Qin Feng's hair that hadn't been washed for countless days and was covered with coagulated blood and straw debris.

From now on, just obediently be my puppet, stay in the Promise Sect, and send those sanctimonious hypocrites to hell.

What I want is a river of blood.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then a morbid obsession appeared in his pupils, and he approached Gu Anjue docilely, that kind of love and dependence was so strong that it almost overflowed, and there was no malice that wanted to skin him and cramp him before.

The two strong men waiting for instructions in the corner couldn't help shaking, turning enemies into friends. It was a very harmonious scene, but it felt more terrifying than seeing the Lord kill people, and even their limbs trembled uncontrollably.

The author has something to say: Inexplicably, I feel that after becoming Duan Canglan, the painting style is weird. Sure enough, in my bones, I still prefer the pervert with a super-looking skin?