Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

They just survived the thunder tribulation and successfully advanced to the next level. Although Jing and Yan looked a bit embarrassed on the outside, they were both reborn and radiant.The matter of the Great Phoenix Mountain came to an end for the time being, and the two immediately embarked on a journey to rescue Eleven.

Fortunately, the connection between Jing Fansheng and Eleven has not been broken, and it can be determined by feeling alone that Eleven's current state is very stable, and there should be no life-threatening situation.

It's just that I don't know if the big monster in the empty space where the Demon Refining Tower was opened has been released.If it is released, although the original book says that the soul is weak and needs to recuperate in the space at the bottom of the lake, who knows what the current situation is?Maybe Eleven has already been controlled.

But then again, even if Eleven is under control, when they find him, check him a little bit, and break up the big monster while it's still weak. There won't be any major problems. So even though Jing Yan and the others were very anxious at the moment, they were not very worried.

According to Jing Fansheng's impression, Eleven's location is on the west side of Dafenghuang Mountain, not too far away, and it may have been taken to the Demon Realm.

Yan Xiaoran immediately sacrificed his natal magic weapon, the No Wind, and headed towards Liangyi Mountain.

After listening to Yan Xiaoran's description, Jing Fansheng realized that the author of the original work really favored the male lead.According to the author's routine, it is probably during the riot period of the war against demons that the male protagonist's life experience and bloodline ability will be exposed, and then the male protagonist will become the main force of the war against demons, and thus become the master of the world .

It's just the bloodline ability to move mountains and fill the sea, or the identity of some kind of fairy clan, such a heaven-defying golden finger, thanks to the author for being able to come up with it.

But he wasn't in the mood to think about it right now.

In the nine-day cloud, without the qi of Tiangang, although they can still use their spiritual power to prop up the barrier, after all, it consumes a lot of energy, and the two of them simply hid in the cabin and could not come out.

Just after entering the room and listening to Yan Xiaoran's explanation, Jing Fansheng grabbed his collar tightly.He became afraid in his heart, the appearance and aura of chatting and laughing in Dafenghuang Mountain had long since disappeared, and he just gritted his teeth and asked, "How dare you? How dare you! If I didn't wake up in time, you..."

Yan Xiaoran didn't seem to take his ruthless look seriously at all, instead he put his arm around the young man's waist, and said slowly: "But if I die, I don't mind if you find another one."

Jing Fansheng: "..."

Why did he always feel that Yan Xiaoran, who was no longer troubled by the demonic problem after being promoted, became even more evil?

Yan Xiaoran repaired the Sea of ​​Consciousness for him, but because he had used too much spiritual power to suppress the promotion, he went outside alone to carry the thunder disaster.

After being awakened by Jinghong's cries, Jing Fansheng rushed into the huge pit to try to save it, not only sucking up the remnant soul in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness, but also taking the opportunity to suck away the opponent's overflowing cultivation base Quite a lot.

Because the sea of ​​consciousness has been repaired, the body automatically repairs the damaged consciousness with the sucked remnant ghost energy, not only that, the remaining energy and the cultivation base absorbed from Yan Xiaoran also made him a level up .In addition, he violated the oath that his master ordered him to never absorb remnant souls or other people's cultivation, so how did God count so many thunders, and who was to be hacked, even he couldn't figure it out. up.

He only knew that after everything subsided, he and Yan Xiaoran not only healed from all injuries, but also both advanced to the first level.

Now he himself is in the stage of distraction, while Yan Xiaoran is already in the stage of integration.

At that time, Yan Xiaoran had already carried seven thunderbolts by himself, and seeing the falling thunderstorms endlessly, Jing Fansheng, whose consciousness had just been repaired, turned back into a tree in a hurry, that is, he could only do it after he was seriously injured. Transformed, he is the original body of the demon body of destiny.

Try to lure Luo Lei away, although he is of extreme fire attribute, and his monster shape is also very strong, he can not only carry the thunder calamity, but also guide a lot of lightning into the ground, but Jing Fansheng still feels that his bones are crisp at the moment.

He slowly let go of the hand holding the young man's collar, and smoothed out the wrinkles he had pinched with a smile.Feeling so weak that he had no choice but to use a little strength to fall directly into the young man's arms, he simply put his head on the young man's shoulder and giggled.

The hand around his waist tightened a little more, Yan Xiaoran continued to finish what he hadn't imitated before: "This is not a betrayal."

Jing Fansheng felt even more embarrassed immediately.

At that time, he thought that Yan Xiaoran's life was still very long, and as the real hero of this world, he would definitely ascend to immortality in the future.Even if this kid has been secretly in love with him for 500 years, it is enough for him to forget himself in those endless years.He didn't want Yan Xiaoran to be so single all the time, he didn't expect...

Having said that, this seems to be the second time. I have tried my best to organize the language and said such a moving "last word", but it turned out to be nothing at all.

Thinking back on how serious and affectionate he was back then, Jing Fansheng couldn't help but blush.Then, he suddenly remembered——

"Hey? Why don't you mention that I said you are my only daughter-in-law?"

Putting his hand on the young man's thin waist and rubbing it slowly, he let the young man bury his beautiful face on his shoulder and grinned. He just brought the young man's soft body into his arms, wishing to rub it into his bones.

Jing Fansheng smiled for a while and then raised his head, raised his exquisitely handsome face, he stared at Yan Xiaoran's eyes affectionately, but he was actually carefully observing the color of the young man's eyes.

There was nothing wrong with it on the surface, so Jing Fansheng moved slightly closer, pressed his forehead against his, and entered Yan Xiaoran's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although all the remnant souls and ghosts have been sucked away, the thick and thick fog has disappeared, but after all, it has been damaged for many years. The sky of this sea of ​​consciousness is still dark gray and white, which was originally blue and clear. The consciousness is still black.

No matter how you look at this situation, the scene is a bit desolate.But since the bad experience has passed, neither Jing Fansheng nor Yan Xiaoran will worry about it.

Jing Fansheng glanced at it for a few moments, then smiled and said: "Don't say it, if you look at it as a splash-ink landscape painting, it's actually pretty good."

Yan Xiaoran walked to his side, with a smile in his eyes: "Well, it's okay."

"By the way, where's the little fat dragon?" Jing Fansheng raised his eyes and looked around for a week but didn't see Jinghong's shadow. Then he separated a ray of consciousness and looked back into his own sea of ​​consciousness, and found that the little fat dragon was not there.

Yan Xiaoran thought about it carefully, since the two of them had gone through the thunder tribulation, he really didn't hear the little fat dragon making trouble in the sea of ​​consciousness, but he didn't care too much, anyway, the Jinghong sword is here, and the little fat dragon can't run away: "Probably She hid somewhere and fell asleep, as she often did before.”

"Oh." Jing Fansheng nodded, and he really didn't look for it anymore.He only raised the corners of his lips and approached Yan Xiaoran's side squarely, hooking the other's loose strands of blue hair with his hand and playing with it.

"The Jinghong Sword was discovered by us in the secret realm of Xuanbai. Although it is not Fairy Xuanbai's saber, it should not be a coincidence that it was obtained and treasured by her. In addition, Fairy Xuanbai was originally from Kunlun Mountain. Your mother You are also from Kunlun Mountain, do you think it is like my master is willing to take in demons, a long time ago, someone in Kunlun Mountain also liked to take in people from the immortal race?"

What kind of race the Immortal Race is is not only unheard of in this world, but it seems that it has never been mentioned in the original book.But although people in this world have a long lifespan, their history is not short.Maybe the fairy clan is like the monster clan a long time ago, maybe it was wiped out because of its too powerful ability against the sky.

Yan Xiaoran actually didn't care much about this issue, but when Jing Fansheng asked, he thought about it seriously and said: "We haven't heard about this ancient fairy weapon before you pulled out the Jinghong Sword, which means Jinghong was born at least a few thousand years ago, and Jinghong himself doesn’t remember anything, so it’s really hard to say. But the sword was forged by people in Kunlun Mountain a long time ago, maybe it’s just like what you said It is said that it came from the immortal clan hiding in Kunlun, but this is very possible."

Jing Fansheng thought it was reasonable at first, but later thought it was pointless to explore these things, so he sighed: "Oh, let him alone."

Seeing that the two of them were really chatting and stopped looking for him, Jinghong, who had kept his divine consciousness in the sword all this time, jumped out roaring angrily and aggrieved.

"You two have no conscience! Thanks to me, I have been worrying about you all the time, crying like hell! The result, the result... Wow!"

Jing Hong flapped his little wings in the air and wept bitterly, Jing Fansheng didn't expect that the little fat dragon could not bear to be teased so much. waved.

Seeing Jing Fansheng waving to it at this moment, Jinghong simply twisted his small body, and turned his back to the two of them angrily.

But when Yan Xiaoran stretched out his hand, he pinched the nape of his neck and lifted it up.

After symbolically struggling twice, Jinghong still folded his paws on his chest, turning his head angrily and not looking at anyone.

Stretching out a slender finger and scratching the little fat dragon's chin, Jing Fansheng said, "Okay, okay, why are you angry?"

"I'm not afraid of you two...do you know how dangerous the situation was then?!" As he spoke, Jinghong was already frightened and about to cry again.

"Yes, yes, yes," Jing Fansheng agreed, but at the same time he was a little dumbfounded.But if it wasn't for Jinghong himself, he wouldn't have woken up so soon.Thinking of the scene where Little Panglong was crying heartbreakingly, sad and desperate, he couldn't help but feel warm, and he deliberately said to Yan Xiaoran: "The situation at that time was indeed extremely dangerous. If you want to talk about it, Jinghong should be the one First class work."

Yan Xiaoran: "Yes."

Jing Hong, who folded his arms and turned his head angrily, while listening to their conversation with his ears closed, couldn't help puffing out his small chest.It said awkwardly: "I, of course I'm not worried about your safety! I'm just afraid that I will fall into a deep sleep again after the master dies!"

Jing Fansheng: "Yes, yes."

At this time, Yan Xiaoran had switched to hugging the little fat dragon with his hands under his armpits. Jinghong was probably used to being hugged like this, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all.It's just that the master's attitude has softened, and its original arrogant and arrogant arrogance has a faint tendency to rise again: "So! You two should cherish me! In the future, you must listen to me! Cultivate hard and advance as soon as possible... Hey hey hey ?”

Before Jinghong could finish speaking, Yan Xiaoran had already casually thrown its chubby body back into the air.Although the action was a bit rough for the little fat dragon who was thrown out, his voice was still so gentle.He said to Jing Fansheng: "Let's go out?"

Although the injury has healed, and the energy lost in the past has gradually recovered, Jing Fansheng still yawned and stretched his waist before saying, "Okay."

Jinghong, who was ruthlessly ignored by the two people: "..."

Of course Jing and Yan didn't leave just like that, but Jinghong was really angry this time and planned to ignore them, so he just curled up and squatted by the ink-colored pool to draw circles.

Suddenly, Jinghong's chubby figure paused, and he said in surprise: "Strange, why do I feel the breath of a master again?"