Dressed as a cannon fodder

There was a figure hidden in the lingering black air on the roof, which could not be seen clearly, and Meng Yunchi was left far behind under the cover of the upturned eaves.

Meng Yunchi walked with his sword and chased him to the bamboo sea outside the imperial city.

As soon as the monster fell to the ground, it stopped running away, and suddenly turned around and raised its hand to strike.

Meng Yunchi blocked the horizontal sword, touched the ground with his toes, and spun up, the two figures tangled together in an instant.

The sound of weapons colliding clanged, lightning flashed everywhere, Meng Yunchi swung his sword, catkins made the sound of piercing through the air, and swept past the monster with the sound of the sword.

The sword energy swayed away the devilish energy covering its face.

It was the young attendant who was guarding the gate of Tianxiang Tower that day.

Meng Yunchi was not surprised, the long sword continued to attack.The monster was caught off guard and exposed its identity, and suddenly became ruthless. The demonic energy it struck was no longer as concealed as before, but purely sour. The black energy swept across the bamboo branches, and the bamboo leaves withered in less than a moment.

His stature grew suddenly, his face changed, from ordinary to evil, and he could no longer see the appearance of the humble and slender young man before.

The monster stepped out of the black mist, completely different from just now.

"Gold Core Cultivator," he said with a chuckle, "It seems that Your Excellency is very confident in himself."

Meng Yunchi held the sword and remained silent.

"I didn't want to do anything more," the monster paced forward, drawing five black air in the air with the five fingers of his right hand, "but since you have discovered me, I can't keep you anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly, the bamboo forest collapsed, the strange rocks stood out in all directions, the purple sky gave off an ominous atmosphere, and there was no vegetation on the barren land, only a few indistinguishable figures standing in the distance The shadow of Halal appearance.

The realm of this monster is not low, and it directly pulled him into the devil world.

Once a monk who is not a member of the Demon Realm enters the Demon Realm, he will be surrounded by the demonic energy that can be seen everywhere here, and will be filled with a sense of cramped space, and he will be out of breath.

The curtain fence of Mengyun Pool moved under the wind under the rocks of different heights, and the catkins groaned softly and trembled slightly.

His movement was too fast to guard against, and he attacked with his sword. The monster sneered and summoned his magic weapon to meet him.

Under the dark sky, the thunderstorm, the powerful and fierce sword energy and critical strike swept across the pile of rocks, and there was a thunderous sound. The two of them refused to give in to each other. Every move carried full lethal force. You come and go.

The monster failed with a single blow, so it accumulated a critical strike with its backhand and raised its hand to attack.Meng Yunchi blocked the horizontal sword and turned sideways to avoid the strong magic energy that was rushing towards the door. His curtain was blown away by the force of the blow, and he floated down from the air.

The monster squinted his eyes, "It looks good, but unfortunately," he said, "Today you will die by my sword."

He stretched out his hand in the void and grabbed it, and the devilish energy that was so strong that it almost condensed into substance overturned, and surrounded Meng Yunchi with his head. The corrosive devilish energy touched his sleeve and eroded slowly. A small corner of the sleeve melted away as if corroded by sulfuric acid.

A trace of malice flashed in his eyes, and when he retracted his five fingers, the devilish energy instantly closed.

After a long time, he loosened his five fingers, and the demonic energy gathered together slowly dissipated around the periphery, revealing a figure that had been corroded beyond recognition.

The figure moved, suddenly twisted its limbs, landed on all fours in a strange posture, and raised its head slowly.It was exactly the same as the one lying on the middle-aged man's back that day.

The monster's face froze, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"No, it can't be—"

With a soft "嗤", he lowered his head and saw a point of the sword protruding from his chest.

"What's impossible?" Meng Yunchi's voice sounded faintly behind him.

He retracted the long sword that had pierced through the monster's chest, and the sharp blade cut through the flesh and blood again, making a teeth-piercing sound.

The opponent staggered two steps and nearly fell to the ground, but the twisted figure on the ground raised his hand and grabbed the boots under his feet.It uttered vague syllables from its throat, as if longing for something, and got tacit approval under Meng Yunchi's indifferent eyes, its originally slow movements suddenly became extremely fast, wrapped around the monster in an instant, and opened its mouth.

The mouth was infinitely split, from the corner of the lip to the root of the neck as if there was no lower limit, and the bottom mouth was full of fangs, which reminded people of the mouthparts of a lamprey.

The mouth opened and closed, and bit off a large piece of meat from the monster's back shoulder. It tasted the blood, and its eyes suddenly burst into a greedy look. It twisted the monster's body and covered the opponent's head with its big palm, and looked at the body. The delicious soul hidden inside, opened his mouth again.

The monster suddenly let out a cry, and immediately the black air was overwhelming, and the surrounding scenery was shattered again. Ding Qing saw that they had returned to the bamboo forest.

The monster disappeared.

Without tasting what he wanted most, the shapeless figure slowly licked the residual blood caught in the claws, and slowly crawled towards Meng Yunchi like a sloth.

"..."

Meng Yunchi looked down at it for a moment, then said calmly, "Go back."

The thing shrank, and the sudden figure disappeared in place.

Min Hangyuan sat by the window and looked at a small rattle drum in his hand. He shook the handle holding the snare drum, and the drum surface was knocked out immediately, full of rhythm.

He stroked the surface of the drum with his fingers, and suddenly demon energy oozes out from his hand, bit by bit corroding and destroying the snare drum in his hand, annihilated into dust in the air.

Min Hangyuan clapped his hands and continued to look out the window with a cold expression.

Meng Yunchi came back in the middle of the night. He put away his long sword and found a small light in the bedroom. Minhang Yuan was sitting upright in front of the light, reading a book.

"Master is back." The little figure sitting cross-legged on the couch ran down and walked around Meng Yunchi and said, "What about the monster, is there any injury?"

"none."

Meng Yunchi glanced at the small lamp on the table, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Min Hangyuan raised his face: "I'm worried, I have to wait for Master to come back first."

"Is that so?" Meng Yunchi made a cleansing formula for himself, and took Min Hangyuan to bed, "It's getting late, go to bed earlier."

"Okay, Master."

Meng Yunchi raised his hand to turn off the light, then turned and left.

The next day Zheng Jiewan summoned Meng Yunchi early, but learned that Elder Meng had not returned, and Min Hangyuan was the only one in the bedroom.

There was a cat scratching in his heart all the time, obviously already impatient, but he had to force himself to suppress his emotions, and met with the Minister of the Ministry of Officials to discuss this year's scientific examination.

"Your Majesty." Seeing that he was absent-minded, the old man's solemn and old voice reverberated in the hall, calling him back to his senses, and said: "Your Majesty thinks there is still something wrong."

"No."

Zheng Jiewan lowered his head and took a sip of tea, using an excuse to hide the impatience in his eyes.

"Your Majesty is today's Son of Heaven. He rules the world, so he should be more concerned about state affairs. All the affairs of the court are waiting for His Majesty's will. Don't be sloppy. Please pay more attention to your words and deeds, and don't be obsessed with indulging in unreasonable things." The country's major policy decisions have been misunderstood in relevant trivial matters."

Shao Yuqing was the founder of the country, and the only one in the court who dared to speak out to Zheng Jiewan so unabashedly.

It is said that loyal words are harsh, but there are too many loyal words, and if they are emphasized over and over again, they will become harsh.

Zheng Jiewan put down the teacup in his hand, the lid of the bowl collided, he straightened the long brocade sleeves, and said: "I know that, I have my own measure, Shao Aiqing doesn't need to emphasize it again and again."

Shao Yuqing was silent for a moment, and saluted tremblingly on crutches: "Yes, I have overstepped."

After sitting for a long time, he got up to leave, his back was old, but his back was straight, as if for decades.

The carriage was waiting outside the gate of the palace, and the servant sat on the steps before the horse and waited boredly. When he saw someone coming out, he immediately got off the carriage and knelt down on the ground, serving him as a humanoid pad, helping him to step on the carriage with his own back. , walk away.

Shao Yuqing sat in the carriage and took a nap with his eyes closed, and said, "Where's Lin Cheng?"

The boy swung his whip less vigorously, and raised his voice amidst the sound of the wheels rolling: "Returning to the master, he has something to go out today, so I will temporarily take over the job of driving the carriage."

The people in the carriage stopped asking.

When Shao Yuqing returned to his mansion, he walked through the corridor on crutches, reached the bedroom door and opened the door, and saw a black figure lying on his bed.

With a crutch on the ground, Shao Yuqing ordered the black figure on the bed, "Come down."

The figure crawled down slowly, bringing a strong bloody aura: "Yuqing."

Shao Yuqing frowned indiscriminately, took two steps back in disgust, and moved a little further away. When he could no longer smell the bloody smell, he said, "Why did you come back in such a mess?" He knocked on the ground with his crutch, Emphasized: "Today I came back from the palace, you are not here."

"Yes, I couldn't make it back."

The monster, namely Lin Cheng, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I won't let you go out alone next time."

"And next time..." Shao Yuqing raised his eyebrows high, threw his crutches at him, and tore off the mask on his face, revealing a young and handsome face underneath. His voice was no longer deliberately lowered, His back is straight, and he is still half old.

"I don't care what you have, what you are going to do." He grabbed Lin Cheng's hair and forced him to raise his head, leaned closer to his face, and said word by word: "50 years ago, you promised to protect me , no matter when and where, before I sit in that position, you will stay by my side and fulfill your promise, you know, um"

Lin Cheng was forced to raise his head, and tore the wounds on his chest and back shoulders. His face turned pale from the pain, but he still carefully contained the devilish energy on his body so that it would not leak out and hurt the other party. He responded softly: " good."

"There won't be a next time."

Shao Yuqing sneered noncommittally, loosened his fingers, and Lin Cheng fell back to the ground covered in blood, and took a long time before getting up and going out.

"and many more."

Lin Cheng turned his head full of hope, "Yuqing, what's the matter?"

"Take the brocade quilt out," Shao Yuqing raised his chin slightly: "Dirty."

He thought the brocade was stained with his blood, he felt dirty.

Lin Cheng's face turned pale, and it took him a while to say: "Yes." He covered himself with black air, and after a while, the black air dissipated, and he returned to his ordinary young servant appearance before. He went forward to tidy up the brocade quilt, wiped off all the blood-stained things and took them out.