Cannon fodder, please open your eyes [Quick Transmigration]

"Cough cough..."

The white mist curled up and came out of the water with a splash. The young man who fell into the soup pool first coughed twice, and instinctively reached out to grab the floating fabric around him.

"Shen Pei." The hem of the gown fell into his hand, and the man who felt that the belt was a little looser called out with a blank expression.

Two drops of crystal water were hanging from the curly eyelashes, perhaps because his vision was blocked, the young man in white shook his head like a small animal before he noticed the other victim beside him.

Tilting his head slightly, his words sounded a little nasal, showing a bit of pitifulness for no reason: "Master Uncle..."

As if being scratched lightly by a kitten's paw, he thought the other party was a man who wanted to behave and apologize, and was about to speak, when he heard the young man continue very seriously: "Master, you have overwhelmed me."

……

Looking down at the young man's wet little face, which was almost full of disgust, Xuan Yi closed his eyes, and suddenly had the urge to clean up the house for the younger generation.

Deliberately not following the young man's wishes, he called names one by one: "Where are the hand stove and coat?"

Clothes were half-transparent, and the back of the black-haired young man was against the inner wall of the Baiyu Tangchi. The thin cloth without any spells was tightly attached to the skin, easily outlining the undulating curves below it.

Like a naughty child caught by his elders, he couldn't help stammering: "Pocket, put it away."

Xuan Yi: "Where is Water Avoidance Art?"

Shen Pei: "...forgot."

At that time, he only thought about saving his necessary treasures for the winter, so how could he think so much?

"Very good," answered so confidently, the man laughed angrily, "It seems that I, a hard-to-serve uncle, are not as important as two ordinary things in your eyes."

Difficult to serve...

Being caught complaining secretly, the young man's phoenix eyes widened, and he unconsciously opened his mouth, looking a little guilty.

However, the panic only lasted for a moment, his mind was spinning rapidly, and within two breaths, he turned his back on the other person and grasped the trick in the other party's words: "Uncle Master overheard me."

"Elders should respect their teeth and morals. Uncle, you are quite old, how can, how can..."

The drenched clothes couldn't keep warm, the black-haired young man shivered slightly, and his voice became smaller and smaller, showing a pitiful, forbearing and aggrieved appearance.

Personally tasted Xuan Yi's "beating it up": ...

Before he could say anything else, the young man who showed his secrets over there pushed him again: "Master, get out of the way, you are really heavy..."

The nasal voice did not recede, and he did not dare to use too much force. The manicured nails of the other party were lightly pink, and there was not even a rough callus on his hands. Compared with pushing and shoving, it was more like acting like a baby.

Taking advantage of the situation, looking down at the young man covered in his own shadow, Xuan Yi, who had been supporting the wall of the white jade pool with one hand, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I think Xuanqing is a disciple who indulges too much in his daily life." He got up quickly and went ashore, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, the man regained his dignity before falling into the soup pond.

Flicking the hem of his clothes, he glanced at the young man who was still curled up in the water: "Still up?"

"Actually, it's quite warm here." He muttered rather reluctantly, and the black-haired young man also pinched Fa Jue, packed his clothes and went ashore.

However, it is standard for a cultivator to have sharp eyes and ears, even if he didn't pay attention deliberately, Xuan Yi could still see the snow-white under the other's hem.

Turning his head slightly, his forehead twitched: "Where are the shoes?"

His appearance is also top-notch in the cultivation world that is rich in handsome men and beautiful women. The young man even has round and cute toes, and when he steps on the white jade steps with bare feet, he can't tell which one is whiter for a while.

As a man, he had no self-consciousness to avoid suspicion, he only frowned slightly: "Dirty."

——Even though cultivators of immortality have long been cleansed from the dust of the mortal world, who would really take a bath wearing shoes and socks?

Xuan Yi, who was lying on the gun again and found himself rejected: ...very good.

Now he finally knew why this man forgot to avoid water.

Cloaks, stoves, shoes and socks, there are so many things in my mind, I am lucky not to be directly choked to death.

The surrounding vegetation is lush and lush, and it should still be on Changchun Peak. When the sound of dressing behind him ended, the man couldn't help asking: "Tell me, why did we end up in such a place?"

A long life itself is a kind of experience. If it weren't for the young man's various performances just now, he would even suspect that the other party was deliberately trying to promote something.

"I have set up many formations here." Thinking of the embarrassment of being chased before, the young man was slightly annoyed, and the roots of his ears were a little red, "I will never be found by outsiders."

"So, I am the first outsider to set foot here."

Probably because he didn't expect the other party to say such a sentence suddenly, the young man froze for a moment, then nodded reluctantly: "Yes."

Finally, the sharp-toothed junior next to him suffered a loss. The man unconsciously curled his lips with a happy expression, as if he had successfully trained | a naughty cat.

But when he glanced at the young man's wandering eyes and red ears from the corner of his eye, this long-lost good mood disappeared inexplicably.

Yu Hanzhou.

If he heard correctly, the group of disciples shouted that name indeed.

Chasing after each other, fighting each other tacitly... Everyone is gone and still thinking about it. Could it be that the self who teleported away the young man has become a villain instead of being a villain?

0049, who noticed the sudden drop in the surrounding air pressure: Wait a minute, the host is obviously angry!

It's a bad idea to make up for it!

"Uncle Master," the young man felt more and more that the ability to shrink the ground into inches is infinitely useful, the young man put on an expression and smiled obediently, "It is impolite to stand and chat, the courtyard of the master bedroom is to the north, let's go back first?"

Seeing what the other party was planning at a glance, Xuan Yi flicked his sleeves, trying to touch the young man's eyebrows, but the moment he really touched the skin, he quickly disappeared.

"It's not advisable to play tricks on the journey of cultivation. I think it's better for my nephew to go this way."

Shen Langlang who has closed his eyes: ...

asshole!Disrespect for the old!Don't bring such a bully!

Seeing the host angrily summoning the saber to walk in the sky, 0049 wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and turned his face hidden under the fluff into a tomato.

It has already stepped into reincarnation since the first meeting, and it is really hard to imagine that the other party has such a lively temper in this last life after seeing the dark side of its host.

For a few moments, it couldn't even tell whether the host was acting to tease him according to the human design, or simply showing his true nature before he met the attacker.

Thinking about being caught complaining about himself and the koi fish in his heart, the young man who returned from the sword entered the study and thought about various silent formations.

Because 0049 is limited and can't directly identify someone's identity, he has never seen an Ascendant "return to the door", so he naturally divides the cheap uncle and the master into the same level.

Spiritual strength is approaching ascension, and the vision brought by multiple reincarnations, it stands to reason that if Shen Pei really wants to hide a Mahayana monk, it should not be a problem.

It's a pity that the one who robbed his master bedroom now looks young, but inside he is the "master ancestor" of the entire Misty Dao Sect after countless generations. He found it interesting, so he deliberately put some water, pretending to be tricked by the other party.

Due to experience, cultivators tend to have a weaker concept of time, and it may take days, months, or even years to enter samadhi once.

And no matter which world he was in, strength was the foundation of his life. Although Shen Pei was a bit lazy on weekdays, he was not ambiguous about cultivation.

It wasn't until 0049 reminded him to always pay attention to the situation of the raiders that the young man who was addicted to cultivating immortals remembered that recently was the day when the protagonist in the script broke his shell.

Li Zhu, the little phoenix of mixed blood of humans and demons, was originally a "bad guy" with little life, but was brought into the misty Taoist sect by accident and fell into the bottom of an unknown lake. Retrieve a little life.

Nowadays, the three worlds of humans, monsters and demons still maintain superficial harmony. In Shen Pei's memory, because the protagonist himself has half human blood, and Qi Jiuchao pleaded several times, the master allowed the other party to stay in the sect.

In the previous life, Shen Pei and Li Zhu didn't have a close relationship. After all, the first thing the other party saw was Qi Jiuchao. Since then, the two have been inseparable.

But today, Li Zhu is still just an egg sinking in the water, even though he knew that the other party is the protagonist and the target that Qi Jiuchao is desperately trying to support and attack, Shen Pei never thought of directly cutting off Li Zhu's vitality.

——If there is any reason to say, it is probably that it is far-fetched to convict a "baby bird" who has not yet been born after his rebirth.

Leaning back a little later on the rocking chair placed near the shade of the tree, the young man who had just left the gate slightly closed his eyes, swayed, peeled the pine nuts one after another, and looked very comfortable.

Sit or not.

It happened that the window was opened in the morning, the man in the master bedroom thought so.

But how should I put it, maybe some people are born with no shape, even if they are paralyzed into one piece, the young man with even flesh and blood still has a lazy beauty, especially those fingers that are reddened by pine nuts, white Tender and powdery at the tip, like a lotus blooming in a pond, it captures the viewer's thoughts unconsciously.

Probably because the gaze from the bedroom was too existential, the young man in white tilted his head and opened his eyes, revealing a pair of moist and sleepy eyes: "Master?"

Suddenly realizing that he was staring at the other person's fingers, the man flicked his sleeves and closed the window with a bang.

The beauty is withered bones, but the left side is just a little bit of flesh and blood.

After eating a real "closed window soup" for no reason, the young man in white blinked, but was not angry, only raised his eyebrows, and muttered about menopause in a low voice.

Even though it was an extremely unfamiliar word, Xuan Yi felt that what the other party said was not good. Before he could push the door out, a boy in green clothes jumped off the fat crane, and entered the courtyard in three steps at a time.

"Senior brother Shen, your real brother is here to find you."

Brother?

Knowing that what the other party was talking about should be the raider who was personally handed down by the suzerain, Shen Pei took it easy and didn't even get up: "Qi Jiuchao? What is he here for?"

The little boy looked up at the sky: "It is said that he came to find a bird."

As the most prestigious bird on the entire Changchun Peak, the little fat crane raised its chin when it heard this, and a white crane spread its wings.

...and then slapped out a red dumpling.

There is only a layer of reddish golden fluff growing on its body, and it can barely be seen that it is a bird.

"grumble?"