Fast Travel First Cannon Fodder

It is well known in the world of cultivating immortals that all disciples who are accepted into the Shuxing Sword Sect, no matter if they are Shu Zifeng, a talented cultivation ghost, or Shu Yuze, who has a complicated life experience, without exception, all have to change their names to Shu surnames.

In fact, even the brothers who belong to the same school as An Shanshan don't know him very well. Apart from knowing that this person seems to be well-behaved but actually very stubborn, at most they know that he is a person who does not belong to the outer sect. Those who do not belong to the inner sect do not need to practice diligently in the sect. The necessary work they need to do every day is to guard the sect's mountain gate.

To be precise, An Shanshan is not actually a member of this sect. His father's name is An Yun. The elders of the sect told him that if An Shanshan stayed in the sect after the age of six, there must be a catastrophe that he couldn't avoid, and he would not come back until he found a destined person.

The elder's right to speak in the sect has always been very high, and the authenticity has always been very accurate. Even if there is a fake, An Yun can't tolerate the slightest suspicion, let his darling take this risk, even if he is very reluctant in his heart, I don't know what a predestined person is, but when An Shanshan was five years old, An Yun still sent him to his friend Shu Xingjian's sect to take care of him.

Fearing that everyone would scramble to curry favor with An Shanshan after knowing his identity, and thus miss out on the predestined relationship, after confirming that his friend would not abuse his son, An Yun finally agreed with what the elder said, let An Shanshan hide his identity and stay in Shuxingjian in the sect.

Because she didn't show the talent she should have when she first started, and she didn't have a strong background support, Anwawa, who was spoiled at home, naturally fell to the end of being bullied by everyone.Shu Xingjian intends to take care of it, but he can't always take care of it. After all, he is also the head of a great sect, so naturally he can't devote all his thoughts to helping An Shanshan.

An Shanshan's childhood from the age of six to eight was almost dark. Just when he couldn't bear it and wanted to go home with his father desperately, someone who had just recovered from a serious illness appeared.

Shuli has been stern-faced since he was a child, and because of the Shuxing Sword behind him, almost everyone is afraid of him.An Shanshan still remembers what happened that day vividly. The food Shu Xingjian sent for him was snatched away by the gangsters outside the door who had nothing to do. He managed to steal a steamed bun from the kitchen and eat it. The little bastard who was full and drunk suddenly appeared again, tripped him and fell to the ground in a dog-eat-shit motion, and then walked away sarcastically.

An Shanshan was so wronged that he wanted to cry.The steamed buns are covered with dust, which makes people feel unappetizing, but An Shanshan, who has been hungry for two days, doesn't care so much. He opens his mouth to bite the grayed white steamed buns, but his white palm Suddenly stretched out in front of him, and snatched Hui Mantou away without saying a word.

Is dinner going to be taken away again?An Shanshan was out of breath, and didn't care about it so much, he bit the tiger's mouth in one bite, until he tasted the iron salty taste of blood in his mouth, then he regained his senses and let go of his mouth.

"Why are you so fierce?" As soon as he opened his mouth, An Shanshan heard Dao's cold voice from the top of his head, with a hint of helplessness, but more of doting.He raised his head in puzzlement, and what caught his eyes was a pale and feeble face, with a small and straight nose, his mouth was tightly closed due to the pain of being bitten, and his wet peach eyes were slightly opened, as if Ask An Shanshan why he would bite people for no reason.

An Shanshan couldn't help but stared blankly, and when he came back to his senses, he became even more furious, and jumped up angrily: "Who are you, why are you stealing my dinner!"

To be honest, An Shanshan is actually a master who bullys the weak and fears the strong. If the little gangster appears now, he may have to run away with his head in his arms. This made An Shanshan feel aggrieved and sad as if he saw his master's little beast.

"This is not edible." The young man threw away the gray steamed buns in his hands as he spoke, ignoring the bite wounds, gathered the cloak on his body, took An Shanshan's hand, and walked towards the kitchen , "Although my cooking skills are not good, the food I make is still edible. If you don't dislike it..."

An Shanshan was already extremely hungry at this time. Although he was dubious about the young man, he couldn't help but choked: "Can you do it? You can't come and go from the kitchen at will. I finally took out a steamed bun..." said In the end, his nose was sour, and he couldn't help lowering his head, so as not to let the boy see his red eye sockets.

"When you are growing up, you can't just eat steamed buns. I'll cook you some ribs and some rice later..." As if he didn't hear An Shanshan's doubts, the boy said to himself , the cold face seemed to spoil the warm scenery at this time, but those who are familiar with him can immediately find the smile in his eyes that reaches the bottom of his eyes.

The more he listened to the boy's words, An Shanshan couldn't help but want to drool again. He was really hungry, and he wanted to swallow the handsome and delicious boy in front of him.

"Don't be afraid." As if feeling An Shanshan's worry, the young man reached out and rubbed his head, comforting him softly, "Although this sect is very powerful, I still have confidence in protecting you alone."

An Shanshan expressed his disbelief, and followed the boy to the kitchen without saying a word.

The kitchen at this time was almost the same as when he was stealing the steamed buns, it was still empty and there was no one there.The boy let go of An Shanshan's hand, opened the lid of the pot with ease, took out the ingredients needed for the dish he just mentioned, and put them on the cutting board.

The dish was ready in less than a quarter of an hour.An Shanshan was stunned, but when he saw the smoke rising from the chimney, he tugged at the corner of the boy's clothes in fear: "What if someone comes over."

"You eat first." The boy quickly washed the bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of An Shanshan. Seeing that people were still worried and refused to eat, he sighed helplessly, raised his chin and said confidently, "No one will come over. Yes, even if they come here, they won’t do anything to us.”

"Although this sect is great, I can still protect you alone." The boy said.

An Shanshan pawed at the meal in doubt, and after eating, the boy escorted him back to the dormitory, opened his lips but didn't want to say anything, turned and left.

Maybe it's also disgusting seeing that I eat too much... But it can't be my fault, can't it, it's all those people who robbed me of my food, and I've been hungry for two days.An Shanshan pursed his mouth aggrieved, remembering that he had finished the meal for three by himself just now.

As soon as he woke up, An Shanshan found that the sky had changed.The brothers and sisters who had always ridiculed him suddenly became friendly to him, more like flattery.

An Shanshan was at a loss, but he was more afraid. He was used to being bullied, and worried that this was some kind of conspiracy to frame him.He didn't understand what happened until the news that those ignorant disciples who bullied him were expelled from the teacher's school reached his ears.

"Although this sect is great, I can still protect you alone." Suddenly, what the boy said seemed to resound in my mind.An Shanshan couldn't wait to find out the boy, and wanted to find out if he had stepped forward and if he could really protect himself.

Looking at An Shanshan who was anxious like a headless fly, the young man smiled and walked out of the shadows with a straight face. A touch of crimson quietly dyed the tips of his ears, and he said in a rather unnatural tone: "How about that?" , I can protect you or not."

"Will you always protect me?" An Shanshan grabbed the boy's hand nervously.

"nature."

"What's your name?" An Shanshan couldn't help but blush when he remembered that he didn't even know the boy's name.

"What's your name?" After finishing speaking, a smile suddenly appeared on the boy's face, "My name is Shuli."