Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

Hearing that familiar voice, Yao Qi opened his eyes wide, and the faint golden color between the black eyes was full of astonishment.

He looked at the edge of the formation in disbelief, staring at the boy standing on the edge.

Red robe, black hair, pockmarked face.

It was indeed a face he had been familiar with in recent days, but it was a face he was familiar with, but it was not the person he was familiar with.If it was said that he had always had a gentle and gentle smile towards him, then now it was a ferocious and terrifying smile.

But just for a moment, the boy's frightening smile no longer appeared, what was replaced by his cold and gloomy scrutiny.

There seemed to be a flash of light in the eyes, and there was an indescribable meaning faintly in the coldness.

Wang Junsheng has been standing still with the idea that the enemy will not move, and I will not move, but in fact, he has secretly rubbed his fingers on the surface of his seed space.

There is a elixir prepared by him in the mustard space, which can allow him to restore the cultivation of the Nascent Soul monk in the previous life for a period of time. Although to a certain extent, his body will bear the true energy beyond his own range, but It won't hurt my sea of ​​consciousness, after all, my sea of ​​consciousness has already reached the late stage of Nascent Soul.

However, it is very possible that after this battle, he will need to rest for a period of time, which will prevent him from learning the latest news immediately. Although he is very unwilling to do so, the situation in front of him is beyond his vision.

After all, he never thought that he would find this place so soon. Although he had already spread the news, according to his assumption, the reinforcements from Mount Fuxi would arrive by tomorrow at the latest.

Now, what he hopes is that the little guy named "Sunny" will not live up to his expectations.

He set his eyes on the man in white who suddenly appeared here, and frowned slightly.

A not-so-clear memory flooded into his mind.

This person, he remembered, was his former master in his previous life, the master who rescued him from under Fuxi Mountain and raised him until he was 15 years old——Yaoqi.

Their first meeting began at the foot of Fuxi Mountain, and the last meeting was finally defeated by Master Xingxuan. Although it is unclear whether he escaped from the hands of Master Xingxuan, according to his guess, The chances of surviving are not great.

But, why, this guy who was supposed to appear after Fuxi Mountain exterminated his family, now he appears in this place?

Rao Wang Junsheng, what he met tonight was a little caught off guard.He couldn't help but feel a little helpless in his heart, thinking that if he succeeds or loses, he will really be full of absurd and bizarre experiences in this life.

He looked around attentively, but there was no trace of the little earth dog, except for those teenagers who were tied to the stakes or screamed, or were silent, and that was the fiery red flame behind them.

The billowing fire surged, and the bubbles condensed by true energy burst under the boiling.

The teenagers who were tied to the stakes in front of him had faces that he still knew. Some were from the so-called fellow disciples he had met yesterday, and some were from the open space surrounded by the green hills of the Blood Martial League. .

However, at this moment, they no longer had the will to enter the Blood Martial League for the first time, but instead showed an embarrassing side, and the brilliance in their eyes gradually disappeared amidst the sharp and piercing shouts.

Suddenly, a boy shouted: "It's...you..."

Wang Junsheng followed the prestige and saw Luo Zhuoqing who witnessed a desperate fight between Jindan monks with him this morning. He still had a trace of sanity, but under the poison, he had already lost the ability to parry force.

How could there be?It's just a young man with crippled spiritual roots. From the very beginning, he was just the object of the Blood Martial Alliance's Gu poison experiment.

Perhaps he has never been regarded by the Blood Martial Alliance as a cultivator who can seek enlightenment, but just a usable item, no, an experimental guinea pig.

Wang Junsheng stared at him without a trace of pity or anger in his eyes, looking at Luo Zhuoqing's face was like looking at a cloud somewhere in the sky.

Luo Zhuoqing was deeply irritated, and his eyes that were a little bit excited were immediately covered by the surging glacier. He always felt that the guy in front of him called "Qing Lang", who joined the blood martial arts alliance with him, was not as ordinary as his face.

He knew that "sunny" was not ordinary, but he never thought that he could look at the scene in front of him so calmly at this moment, without a trace of surprise, without a trace of anger, without a trace of hesitation, and without a trace of fear.

Neither sad nor happy, without desire or desire, seems to have transcended the world.

But soon, he couldn't think any more, his body seemed to have lost his control, his head was chaotic, and all the poison lurking in his mind finally exploded, making him an unthinkable... puppet.

Wang Junsheng has seen too many tragedies like this, and he also understands that his own power is not enough to change the pattern of this world, and he also understands that he can't even accomplish what he could do in his previous life, and he can protect himself. And destroying this evil place is his last strength now.

Wang Junsheng took a step forward, confirmed that the little dog was not here, and then confirmed to the white-clothed monk: "I don't know if this Nascent Soul monk is going to stand on my side or on my side?"

Judging from his guess, although a monk like Yao Qi has bad thoughts about his body, he is arrogant by nature, and he is definitely unwilling to join with these low-level monks who are promoted by sucking other people's cultivation. of.

Although he couldn't understand why Yao Qi appeared in the wrong place at the wrong time, the situation in front of him was beyond his control. What he had to do now was to immediately determine whether Yao Qi was willing to stand by his side.

As for whether to avenge this revenge by the way in the future, there will be a long time to come, and there is no rush.

Yao Qi naturally wanted to rush to Wang Junsheng's side right away, the woman who stuck to him smelled of powder, which he had endured for a long time.

If he hadn't been a calm person, he believed that he would have slapped him down long ago.

He was about to tell her to remove her dirty hands quickly, and express his position to Wang Junsheng by the way, but the woman's soft breasts pressed against her body, and she pressed her whole body, and gave Yao Qi a mouthful of orchid "Are you really willing to fight against me with that little doll? Don't you really want to try the taste of sex? Do you really have the heart...to do it?"

She was about to cry, her delicate face was facing Yao Qi, and she stared at the white-clothed youth in front of her with her big agile eyes.

The young man continued to stare at her with a cold face.

The female cultivator of Xicheng felt incredible in her heart. After all, there are very few men who can escape her seduction technique. Although she doesn't have any requirements for appearance, if she can have sex with such a handsome man, then think about it. The taste should be excellent.

Moreover, it is not a wise move to become an enemy with him now. After all, she has only completed half of the two exercises just now, and the absorbed true energy is still scurrying in her body. Years of practice is wasted.

As she thought this way, her whole body fit even more tightly. She used her fingers to caress the lean but not weak chest muscles of the young man, and looked up pitifully from the corners of her eyes.

Yao Qi slapped away the disturbing palm on his chest with a serious face, and rubbed the back of his hand against his clothes in disgust, not caring about the embarrassment in the female nun's eyes.

Wang Junsheng who has witnessed everything: ...

Cultivator Xicheng: ...

"You!" Cultivator Xicheng trembled his lips, pointed at the man in front of him, and glared angrily.

"What about you? Please don't touch me, I think it's dirty." Yao Qi said coldly, without any sympathy at all. Compared with such troublesome things as sympathy, he cared more, and he seemed to be stained with that fragrance powder smell...

What he hates the most is perfume!The same goes for face powder!

The complexion of the Xicheng female cultivator changed instantly, her original weak appearance disappeared instantly, and a sinister smile appeared on her charming face. "Since you insist on asking for trouble, then I will naturally agree with you!"

As she was speaking, she sacrificed her talisman - Wubaochai.

Wubaochai, as the name suggests, is a jade hairpin inlaid with five different treasures. The treasures are divided into five colors, and each color represents a type of true energy. Then her Wubaochai gathers all the true energy between the heaven and the earth and stores it inside for emergencies.

And the female cultivator of Xicheng is a monk who can use five kinds of true energy, because she is a waste spiritual root.

But in the vast world, she is the only monk who has cultivated a true fruit with a body of a natural waste, causing an uproar in the world of immortal cultivators, but until Wang Jun's previous life and death, no monk in the world of comprehension got a glimpse of her. In her true colors, none of the monks knew who she was under the tutelage of.

Wang Junsheng was undoubtedly astonished. In this life, everything has been messed up, and people and things that he should not have met began to appear in front of him continuously.

Is this a coincidence, or an inevitability of fate?

He didn't know, all he knew now was that the man in white with a cold face leapt up and flew to him. He was about to see what the familiar guy from the previous life was going to do, so he turned the whole body Caught by his armpit.

His clothes were slightly cold, but his body temperature was warm.

Yaoqi released a ball of true energy from his fingertips, and attacked the Wubaochai who was attacking them with a magic weapon, but his body was rolling, and he sent Wang Junsheng under his arm to a safe place.

The man in white looked at the five-color luster with his eyes, and a bright palm print formed in his hand.

Wang Junsheng was a little stunned, but his feet were standing firmly on the ground. Looking from him, Yao Qi's handsome profile looked more illusory and bewildered under the five-colored brilliance.

Yao Qi shouted coldly: "Stay away from here."

Wang Junsheng suppressed the inexplicable in his heart, stared closely at Yao Qi who had a completely different way of doing things from his previous life, and was in a daze for a while.

The colorful light shrouded it, Wang Junsheng concealed the inexplicable throbbing in his heart, without any hesitation, he turned back and walked towards the old man who was still breathing.

Bowing down his cheeks, staring at the old man with his dark eyes, he asked, "What conspiracy do you have, why are you trying to destroy Fuxi Mountain's sect... the suzerain of the Blood Martial Alliance, Donghe."

After uttering the last word, the corners of the young man's lips were slightly closed, and there was a "bang" sound behind him, but the old man's eyes widened, and he looked at the frosty face of the young man in front of him in disbelief.

Little by little, the boy spat out colder words.

He said, "If you don't tell me, I will let you live or die."

"I do what I say."