Cannon Fodder of Rebirth

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "The younger generation thinks that the people of the Demon Cult are trying to make a comeback, and this martial arts conference is related to them. Those people are likely to take advantage of the opportunity of this martial arts conference to do something. If those people dare to come, teach them to come and go."

Everyone was noncommittal, so I took Ye Shan's map out of my pocket honestly and said: "Your junior is not talented. I have been really anxious about this these days, so I made a bold plan." The map was spread out on the table and pointed out to everyone: "There is an open area on the top of Yeshan Mountain, which is the venue for this conference. There are many bushes and bushes on the mountainside, so it is not easy to manage, but there are only three entrances to the venue. If anyone wants to sneak in , must go from these places. I think it would be better like this. Master Sun Po, the head of Qingyun Sect, led his disciples to guard the northeast entrance; With these three major sects in charge, it must be impossible to break in or sneak in. The other sects each send at least three disciples to patrol the mountains. In this way, even if they dare to make trouble, they will be guaranteed. It won't work."

After finishing speaking in one breath, I looked up at them. In fact, with my qualifications, it was not my turn to point fingers at this matter anyway.It's just that I'm really impatient, and I don't want to see them discussing again and again, so I just put forward the plan directly, even if I offend others, it doesn't matter.The three major sects are so famous, if they shirk at this moment, it will inevitably give people the excuse of being greedy for life and fear of death. This task is settled anyway, I am not worried, but it is inevitable that someone will come out and say something sour.

Sure enough, the young man from the Qingyun faction who was not very calm just now couldn't help but sneer again: "It's so pompous, the heads of the three major factions are fighting against the demon demons together, and the head of Yan really gave them face."

I said nonchalantly: "As the heads of the sects, naturally there is no need to show up in person. This matter can be handed over to the disciples under your command. This is also a chance to exercise, lest some people grow up so big and don't know the heights of the sky and the earth is thick. Come out and talk nonsense."

After I finished speaking, I suddenly realized that I was also quite mean... Maybe I have been too angry recently, I reflected.

Sure enough, his face was flushed with anger, he took a step forward for some reason, pulled out his sword, and shouted: "Your junior is not talented, I want to learn the martial arts of Sect Master Yan." The people ran over and used knives and guns... Sun Po is also an old fox, and he looks like an old god who is always there, and he doesn't come out to stop him.

But am I afraid of him?I pretended to snort to express my disdain and contempt, and waved my hand casually: "Hey, junior brother, you can just go out and make gestures with him casually."

My original intention was to call the second junior brother, but the junior junior brother ran out with a groan, pulled out his sword halfway, and after standing still, he yelled: "How can a junior like you have the right to fight with the sect master brother?" Let's compete, my martial arts is more than 01:30 points worse than his, so you can beat me first and then talk about it!"

I almost slipped out of the chair when I heard that, little junior brother, I know you really want to establish a reputation for me, but if it’s too exaggerated, don’t talk nonsense... It can be seen that the little junior brother is very excited now (after all, it’s the first time with an outsider. Competition), I sat there calmly and watched.At this time, the second junior brother's voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "What's the matter with his face?"

I glanced out of the corner of my eye, and he was still standing behind me looking at the field expressionlessly, completely unable to tell that he had ever spoken.I twitched the corners of my mouth, that's right, now my junior brother is also wearing that ugly mask, and his pair of small eyes look quite happy... so much so that the young man showed disgust unabashedly when he saw him The facial expression—but of course it was ignored by the excited little junior.I said casually: "Well, wear it for him." I know this very arrogant boy. His father is "Swordsman in the Cloud" Wang Xi, and his mother is "Wanli Wuhen" Wan Hongmei. His family background is very good. , he himself is quite competitive, he seems to be the most outstanding among the disciples of Qingyun sect, no wonder he is so domineering, he must have been favored since he was a child... I suddenly became a little worried about my junior brother, although I think he is very powerful, But the strong have their own strong hands, what if this person really has two skills?So I asked the second junior brother in a low voice without moving my lips: "How is this guy's skill? Can the junior brother beat him?"

The second junior brother pretended to pour tea for me, took advantage of the situation and said in a low voice: "Don't worry." Then he stopped talking.I calmed down and watched the situation, and after the two of them saluted each other, they made gestures.I saw that the man still wanted to go out to Mount Tai to worship the Buddha under such circumstances, and I couldn't help but deeply admire his good family education.The little junior also seemed to be a little unsure, after putting on one posture, he put on another, which made the person on the opposite side impatient: "You have no end!"

The junior brother suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, what's your name?"

He was taken aback: "Didn't I just say that, my name is Wang Qianyang! And what does this have to do with you?!"

The little junior lowered his head vicissitudes of life: "Everyone who died by my sword, I will remember their names. You'd better remember my name too, and you can find me to take revenge after a hundred years..."

I clearly saw the corners of the mouths of the seniors present twitching.

With a twitching vein in my forehead, I gritted my teeth and whispered to the second junior brother, "How did you teach him such nonsense!"

Second Junior Brother suspiciously shifted his gaze to other places: "This is the rule."

...When did these rules become popular again in the arena?A little headache.

Wang Qianyang still sneered, I think he sneered too many times today, and it is very likely that his mouth will not come back for the rest of his life.He interfaced and said: "I never remember the names of my defeated soldiers. If you want me to remember you, it is only possible if you defeat me!" After finishing speaking, he grimly wiped his sword.

...It turns out that this is also a person who likes to pretend, and it is also popular now.The junior brother had never been in a real battle like this before, so he couldn't make it for a while, so he simply coughed: "Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!" He seemed to judge that this person was a more formidable enemy, so he used it when he came up. made the most severe moves.

I was trembling with fear, but my junior brother only made one move, and Wang Qianyang's sword was cut off, and he was dumbfounded on the spot.The words that just fell still rang in my ears, the little junior brother probably didn't expect to succeed so quickly, and was stunned on the spot for a while.Not to mention the others, the room was suddenly quiet.

After a while, Sun Po's calm voice sounded: "Qianyang, don't admit defeat, so as not to be embarrassing." Wang Qianyang was not convinced, and took a step forward to say something, but a disciple from the Jiuhua Sect came out, clasped his fists and said neither humble nor arrogant: "Junior Mo Qisheng, in the beginning, others should not talk about the martial arts competition between the two sides, but the disciples of your sect are really against the rules, and this junior really can't stand it. It's not a life-and-death contest, why should disciples of your sect rely on the strong to bully the weak?" He dragged Wang Qianyang down.

What he said was so elegant, I recognized this person as the most respected disciple of the Jiuhua Sect, and my heart skipped a beat, but Wang Qianyang looked like he was about to cry.I was reflecting on my younger brother pretending to be invincible for a while if I knew it earlier, Sun Po turned around and said to me with a half-smile: "Sure enough, the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. Sect Master Yan has many talented people, and Yunxiao Sect His swordsmanship is really powerful."

As soon as I heard something bad, I hurriedly pretended to be my grandson: "Where is it, the Qingyun faction is the largest gang in the world, and the martial arts of the seniors are even more outstanding than ours... This competition is really a fluke, it is a fluke .”

Sun Po said: "I think this plan is well arranged. Since you proposed it, why don't you take charge of the guards of the conference?"

I didn’t expect him to dig such a big hole for me all of a sudden... I felt a little bit bitter, I really need someone to give orders to lead the heroes, but I originally thought that Sun Po or Fan Song would do this... let If I go up, who will be convinced?I clearly made things difficult for others... So I said: "This is inappropriate. The juniors' knowledge, virtues, and qualifications are not enough to take on this important task. This martial arts conference was originally a gathering of heroes to elect the leader of the martial arts... to destroy the demon sect The leader should also be in charge of major matters, so I think it's better to hand it over to Sun Daxia first...your prestige is enough to convince everyone."

I talked earnestly for a long time, and everyone agreed, so Sun Po let go.I think he is actually quite satisfied with being able to bear this title, and can it increase the weight for the future selection of the leader... Actually, I don't want to show off at all, fight for fame, he thinks too much.After discussing the positions of each sect, everyone dispersed.And after that, I quietly went to see Master Fan Song and the others.

At midnight that night, a figure sneaked into a remote corner in the darkness.Seeing that there was no one around, and there was complete silence, he took out something from his jacket and let it out quietly.Seeing a black shadow flying out, he showed a satisfied smile.

All of a sudden, the lights came on, and the man froze in shock. Many people rushed out and surrounded him.Then I saw a person walking out slowly with his hands behind his back, his face was frosty under the firelight, but it was Sun Po: "Mo Qisheng, what are you doing?"

The person who was surrounded was a disciple of the Jiuhua Sect, and he had participated in the discussion with the head of the sect during the day.At this time, his face was pale, but he hadn't lost his size. He knelt down on the ground, and Shang Xian calmly explained: "Master, this apprentice just misses... his fiancée Yingying who is still in the faction, uh, so I sent her a letter privately..."

At this time, the head of the Jiuhua School who was standing aside also pondered for a moment and then said: "Young disciples just got married, young people can't help but miss each other, it's human nature..."

I couldn't help standing up, and just said: "Young brother Mo, can you take off your shirt?"

The people around didn't know what was going on, only Mo Qisheng's face changed all of a sudden.I said slowly: "It is said that members of the Demon Cult will have their patterns tattooed on their right arm... Do you dare to take off your shirt and let us all see it?"

Mo Qisheng remained motionless, while the head of the Jiuhua Sect froze in place, then let out a cold snort, and walked away.

Several disciples pressed him to the ground, and Mo Qisheng seemed to know that he would not be able to escape no matter what, so he didn't struggle at all. After taking off his shirt, there was indeed a blue water lotus on his right arm.

"How do you know?" Second Junior Brother asked me after the dust settled.

That's right, I ran to find Master Fan Song and Sun Po, saying that we might have a mole here, and I already knew who it was.Sure enough, staring at that person that night, he was arrested.

I casually said: "Actually, I guessed it out of the blue." In fact, in my previous life, the Demon Cult suddenly appeared at a martial arts conference, and the head of the Jiuhua Sect was killed on the spot. Group, and lack of conclusive evidence, this thing just passed.Afterwards, Mo Qisheng took over the position of head of Jiuhua, and he was ordered to take charge of the overall situation of the entire sect when he was in danger.But I accidentally saw the pattern on Mo Qisheng's arm. In my previous life, I had never seen the symbol of the Devil's Cult, so I naturally don't know what it means.This time, he couldn't let him go.Who would have thought that the young hero who swore to avenge his master was a spy sent by the demon sect?It's a pity that he won't have the chance to show his style like before.

As soon as I turned my head, the second junior brother was staring at me thoughtfully. I don't know why I felt guilty and avoided his gaze.

Afterwards, the heads were tired and gathered in the hall again.There was a traitor in the faction, and the head of Jiuhua felt that he had no face, so he proposed to avoid suspicion and avoid the responsibility of the guard.But Sun Po said: "Brother Zheng and I have been friends for decades, and I still worry that you are a spy of the Devil's Cult?" He persuaded him to stay, and the head of Jiuhua was very grateful.He continued: "The carrier pigeon sent by that person has been shot down. He really wants to send the map somewhere. It seems that we need to rearrange it."

I nodded in agreement, but a little absent-minded.In fact, I knew that the previous arrangement might leak out, so I didn't do it properly at all, just to remind the heads. Now that there are seniors who are dozens of years older than me, I definitely don't need to worry about it.I just thought, are there really no spies among the rest of the people?

The remaining sect leaders are all masters who have been famous for decades, and some of them are those who participated in the extermination of the Demon Cult. There shouldn't be... there are spies, right?

Although I wished I could go up and take off their clothes one by one to see if there were any suspicious patterns, I could only just sit there, motionless.

Then it finally came to the day of the martial arts conference. Early in the morning, each sect and faction brought their own troops and began to climb the mountain.Yeshan is not high, but it takes a lot of effort to climb to the top.Speaking of which, who made the rule that if you want to choose the leader of the martial arts, you must climb the mountain?

The little junior brother walked beside me, so excited that he couldn't stop for a moment.Even though it was just an inconspicuous barren mountain, he was surprised to see everything. He scratched his head like a little monkey, which made me laugh out loud.

When walking halfway up the mountain, I suddenly heard a loud bang coming from the front, shaking people's ears, and then there was a scream: "There are stones! Stones are falling from the mountain!"

I rushed over immediately, only to see that there was a huge boulder blocking the road in front of me, and everyone next to me looked panicked.I grabbed someone at random and asked, "Did anyone get hit?"

The man trembled and said: "No...no, but, suddenly a stone fell down, this..." I breathed a sigh of relief, my heart sank again, and I was about to say something.I found a shadow under my feet, and people were shouting loudly around me. When I looked up, I saw another stone falling from the mountain.

There was nothing like this in my previous life... I was watching it was about to hit my head, but I saw a white shadow flying towards me. He drew out his sword and pushed the boulder with his backhand like a flowing cloud. Hearing a sound of "clank", his body was knocked and flew backwards, and the stone was pushed outwards, and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

I hurriedly stepped forward to support my junior brother: "Are you okay?!"

The series of actions just now were like lightning, and everything was over in just a moment.The rest of the people present must have seen it clearly, the little junior brother's movements are really smooth and natural, as if he pushed the stone away lightly and skillfully.It's just a huge boulder, how can it be so easy?The kung fu in this is naturally exquisite and tight, and for a while, the eyes that looked at the younger brother were full of admiration.

The little junior raised his head and smiled at me: "Well, my hand seems to hurt a bit, but it's okay..."

He is now wearing this yellow-skinned face, his eyes are almost gone when he smiles, like a little mouse... I can clearly see everyone looking away, as if nothing happened, and start yelling to open it the way.

But the little junior didn't notice the others at all, he just looked at me and said with a bit of annoyance: "Brother, don't go so far ahead next time... Well, by the way, am I very good?"

I was in a very complicated mood. In the past, Qi Feiyu, dressed in white, single-handedly saved the lives of several people on the cliff, and then he just drew his sword and smiled smartly, without any arrogance.He was already brisk and good-looking, the scene was like a painting.This martial arts conference gathered many senior heroes, including many chivalrous women and so on. Naturally, he was deeply impressed. It can be said that the junior brother became famous because of this sword.

In the end, it’s just a face change now, and the legend is gone... Although I feel a little sorry for my junior brother, but thinking that the leader would not notice him even if he was present, I felt better and said: "Mm, um, you are amazing……"