Dressed as a cannon fodder

Wen Yin wiped the blood from Meng Yunchi's lips with his sleeve in a panic, and called him in a low voice: "Sir, sir..."

Meng Yunchi didn't move at all, the lapel of his chest moved slightly, and a little yellow bird crawled out.Wen Yin was not in the mood to pay attention to Lao Shizi's little yellow bird, but saw the yellow bird screamed, and his figure suddenly changed, his whole body was like a fire, burning his weak and immature state, and the figure that appeared in the fire was like a reborn from nirvana. phoenix.

The crown is as high as jade, and the neck is graceful, especially the extremely beautiful fiery red feathers.

Huo Feng lowered his body slightly, and signaled Wen Yin to bring Meng Yunchi to his back, and Wen Yin carried him immediately without unnecessary delay.

Flaming its long wings, the fire phoenix flew up in the swirling airflow, and flew towards the east at an incredible speed.

Meng Yunchi closed his eyes in nothingness, neither happy nor sad.

The emotions and memories that controlled his entire mind and made him breathless suddenly disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never existed.Now he couldn't see, he couldn't hear, he didn't feel anything, as if emotions were a bottle of water and he didn't even feel the bottle was there.

Someone whispered softly in the ear, every word was read gently and softly, as if they were afraid of frightening him.

But Meng Yunchi felt a little bit of resistance to the voice in his heart.

The dull feeling came back again, Meng Yunchi opened his mouth silently, but he couldn't make any sound. He struggled for a long time, let out a short "ah", and suddenly woke up from the dream profusely sweating.

"Finally woke up"

Meng Yunchi panted for a long time, his eyes moved slightly, and his eyes touched the man standing beside the bed, and it took him a long time to speak slowly: "Master."

Fengxi has a high crown and hair, and has a gentle temperament, which is a bit similar to the protagonist Shou, but has something that the protagonist Shou does not have.

This is the supreme being in the world of comprehension, a god-like existence who lives in the legend of thousands of people, and the immortal respects Fengxi.

"Well," Feng Xi paced over and bent down: "Why did you sneak out and forcefully break through the seal, causing the meridians to flow backwards?" He seemed to sigh, "If you send it back later, something serious will happen."

"..." Meng Yunchi was indifferent to this immortal, and lied without blinking his eyes, "Zilai Peak is too boring, I just want to go out for a wandering, and I don't want to meet a ghost cultivator."

Feng Xi didn't care whether he was telling lies or not, took his left hand that was resting on the quilt, and examined it carefully as if admiring a jade object.

Meng Yunchi suddenly had some weird feelings in his heart.

This fairy is a little different from the one in the memory of the original owner. Could it be that the fairy will be automatically replaced after the world restarts?

His left hand itched slightly, Meng Yunchi lowered his head to look at it, Feng Xi raised his hand to stroke his hand under his gaze, and the abrupt scars that Hai Dongqing had scratched out suddenly disappeared like this.

His voice is extremely pleasant, and his tone is always soft and slow, as if his words are full of affection: "Didn't I tell you not to get hurt easily? Tell me no matter whether you are sick or hurt, don't always bear it alone. Voice."

Meng Yunchi was impressed by this sentence.

Because in the memory of the original owner, Fengxi would say this sentence to the original owner every time after he was injured.That's why the original owner developed the pampered temperament that was extremely afraid of pain, afraid of getting hurt and cutting his hands even if he would cry to find his master.

Meng Yunchi withdrew his hand without a trace, "Yes."

All the scars and pains on his body disappeared, including the deep sword wound on his chest. Meng Yunchi looked around, rolled up his sleeves and got off the bed: "Thank you for your supreme grace, this disciple must have bothered you for a long time. I am ashamed, the wounds on my body are already healed, and I dare not bother Master any more," he said: "Master must have just left the seclusion not long ago, and there are many things to deal with, so this disciple will not bother Master, and retreats first. "

Feng Xi smiled, and looked at him with a pair of amber eyes: "You used to cling to me so tightly, why did you see me this time, and you were as eager to leave as if you saw a scourge."

Meng Yunchi paused, and leaned slightly: "Master, the disciple will grow up, not to mention the disciple is not young anymore, it would be shameful to cling to the master any longer."

Feng Xi laughed at the excuse he made for him, "Okay, okay, if you have something to do, go down first, I won't stop you."

"The disciple retire."

Feng Xi stood in place and watched the figure walk away slowly until he left the main hall, and he could no longer see the shadow. The smile on his face faded, and he murmured in a low voice: "For 1 years, I still waited..." He said in a daze, "It's been so long..."

Meng Yunchi stepped out of the majestic main hall, and there was already a fairy servant waiting for a long time, "Elder Wenxi," the fairy maid is holding a bun, with a delicate face, and she can grasp every frown and smile just right, "the fairy has ordered you to come down His residence was moved from Zilai Peak to Shaoyue Hall, so the elders don’t have to go back to Zilai Peak.”

Shaoyue Hall is close to Fengxi's hall, where the original owner once lived.

Meng Yunchi looked down at the palm of his hand, so he has regained his former glory

The seal in his body was broken, and Meng Yunchi could feel the spiritual power flowing in his body. He wanted to recall what happened that day, but he felt a headache.

After being led back to the residence by the maidservant, what came into view was an exquisite towering palace with upturned eaves and elegant style. The maidservant left with a smile, and after a while, Wen Yin came out to greet her.

"gentlemen!"

He looked very excited, and even a thin layer of sparkle appeared in his eyes. He looked around Meng Yunchi carefully, and then raised his eyes: "You finally woke up."

Meng Yunchi raised his hand and rubbed his head, his eyes slightly bent: "I slept for a long time"

Wen Yin resisted the urge to rub against that hand, and said in a low voice: "Sir, you have been with Xianzun for more than half a month, and they said you haven't woken up."

"Well..." So it was so long.

Wen Yin welcomed him back to the hall, made a pot of hot tea, and told him everything that happened that day. When Meng Yunchi heard him say that he had called out an invisible sword at that time, Meng Yunchi's expression was very serious. fretting.

"You said, I killed that ghost cultivator by the sword"

"Yes," Wen Yin looked into his eyes, "Sir, don't you remember?"

He didn't really remember, and it gave him a terrible headache to try to.

Could it be that the original owner came out?

Meng Yunchi frowned habitually, but even if the original owner didn't die, and suddenly took over his body and ran out at that time, but the original owner only had the cultivation base of the golden core period, how could he beat a ghost cultivator?

Weird, who tampered with this body?

Meng Yunchi was puzzled, and asked Wen Yin about another matter, "Wen Yin, have you seen my soul pet?"

Wen Yin told him the following things in detail. The two were sent back to the sect by the fire phoenix. As soon as they landed, the fire phoenix disappeared. Wen Yin didn't care about other things at the time, so he didn't pay attention to each other. trend.

Meng Yunchi knew that he should have gone back to look for the head, so he didn't ask any more questions. Seeing that Wen Yin's expression was a little different, he pointed his finger at his forehead.

The erratic air mass in Wen Yin's knowledge of the sea has been replaced by a foundation, and the aura around him is abundant, obviously advancing steadily.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, but now you have established your foundation," Meng Yunchi withdrew his hand, "It's very good."

Wen Yin tilted his head, showing a harmless smile, "It's thanks to the gentleman's suggestion."

What happened last time is still vivid in his mind. He practiced desperately, but he just wanted to make himself stronger as soon as possible, so as not to drag the husband down again, but he could only stand by and helpless when encountering problems.

"All the key points of cultivation are realized by yourself. I am just pointing out a few irrelevant sentences. Your understanding is outstanding. If it is not for your poor spiritual root, otherwise I can recommend you to other elders. When will you wait?" It is better to find a Fengyang grass, wash away one of the mixed attributes of your four spirit roots, and worship Cheng Huazong's inner sect, than to be a servant who takes care of daily life with me."

Wen Yin suddenly panicked, "Wen Yin doesn't want to join the sect of other elders, Wen Yin thinks...Wen Yin thinks it's good to be here with Mister."

Seeing his pleading expression, Meng Yunchi said, "All right, you make your own choice."

"Get some water for me to bathe in."

"Yes, sir."

Hot water entered the bathtub, and the screen blocked the water vapor that filled the room. Meng Yunchi took off his clothes and stepped into the bucket, soaking his whole body in the water. The temperature of the water soaked every inch of his skin, making people unconsciously want to relax.

His old problem of wanting to sleep as soon as he soaked in water was repeated.

Meng Yunchi was awakened by a knock on the door. When he woke up, he found that the water was no longer hot. It was warm. Wen Yin's voice asked from outside: "Sir, do you need to heat the water?"

It must have been a pinch point to ask.

"Need not."

He got up and dressed, and went out with his underwear covered in moisture. Wen Yin was holding a soft handkerchief at the door, and smiled with two small canine teeth: "Mr., please dry your hair."

In fact, Meng Yunchi just steamed it dry with spiritual power.

But when he saw the hope in Wen Yin's eyes, he couldn't bear to brush off his wishful thinking, so he said, "Alright, come with me."

The two passed the promenade, clusters of lilies in the yard were swaying in the breeze, Meng Yunchi stood and watched for a moment.

Fengxi loves lilies, and the original owner took his love as his love and planted lilies in the yard.Every spring and autumn season, passing by the promenade, you can see clumps of lilies blooming brightly and beautifully in the courtyard.

Meng Yunchi withdrew his gaze and continued to walk towards the bedroom.