Dressed as a cannon fodder

That magnificent figure fell to the ground by a sword, clutching the wound on his chest, almost unable to move, his face full of disbelief.

The point of Min Hangyuan's sword was against his throat, as long as the opponent moved, it could gently cut off all his vitality.

Hua Kui coughed up a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes slightly, put away the unbelievable expression on his face, and said indifferently: "It's because I'm not as good as others, your Excellency wants to kill or cut, so I'll let you know."

Minhang is as immovable as a mountain.

Oiran noticed that he had not moved for a long time, and opened his eyes again, "Why didn't you make a move?"

"Is it because of this face?" Hua Kui laughed.

He would not pretend to be affectionate and think that the black cloak would fall in love with him because of his beautiful face, and he was afraid that there were other reasons for not making a move for so long. How beautiful it is to be confined to a skin.

It's just that this person seems to be particularly concerned about his face.

Maybe it was because the face looked like someone he knew, or... someone he loved.

"Why?" Huakui touched his face and said, "Who does this face look like?"

The tip of the sword suddenly advanced a little, with a warning, it pierced Hua Kui's skin, and a stream of blood flowed down his neck.

The oiran laughed loudly: "You dare not, you are afraid."

He lowered his voice again, and said softly as if bewitching: "Did you think of something..."

Min Hangyuan retracted his sword and pinched his neck with one hand and lifted him up: "Don't try to provoke me, you have murderous intentions for both of us long ago, why should I show mercy to you?" His five fingers gradually tightened, The other hand took out the pure and beautiful lotus branch from his bosom, and said: "This fake is very well disguised, but it is not a thousand lotus at all." With his fingertips, the lotus was in his hand inch by inch. It shattered and turned into scattered fluorescent lights floating in the air, gradually fading away.

Hua Kui's face gradually turned pale from suffocation, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, and a ho ho sound came out of his mouth.

"Where is the real Qian Zhanglian?" Min Hangyuan approached and asked word by word.

"Uh...I'm not...telling...telling you..." Hua Kui laughed, with blood on his lips and tongue.

He smiled like this, but he didn't look like Meng Yunchi at all.

Min Hangyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and lowered his voice: "Then I'm sorry."

Someone strolled in the long corridor between the buildings that could not be seen at a glance, and carefully studied the layout and structure of the Yuke Building.

Every place here is exquisitely and uniquely built. It looks like ancient Athens, but if you look closely, you can find that every place is luxurious and beautiful. The carvings on the sliding doors are not birds and animals at all, but They are monsters with weird shapes, and their swaying curves are inlaid with gold and silver, hiding a dark and ferocious appearance.

On the carved doors lined up in this corridor, the most carved things are dragons and foxes.

Meng Yunchi's eyes moved slightly.

The prototype of Showa is the nine-tailed fox. He had nine lives, but he still lost nine times in the chaos.Those tens of thousands of people all set up monstrous formations, just to capture him immobile, killing him again and again.

Meng Yunchi withdrew his gaze, flicked his sleeves, and kept walking.

There is no one in this pavilion.

He pushed open a sliding door casually, and there was no one there, he thought for a moment, then pushed open the next door.

There was panic screaming from inside, the tall man was cursing, wrapped his lower body in a sheet and got up, the woman under him shrank into the brocade quilt and was still screaming, the man was full of impatience for being interrupted, and came over aggressively .

Meng Yunchi: "..."

Meng Yunchi: "Sorry."

He pulled the door back, and when the man came over and tried to pull the door open to catch him, the door opened and closed and turned into a wooden bridge promenade and a black water pool.

The man gave a heavy "hum", slammed the door back, and continued with the unfinished good work.

Meng Yunchi outside the door rubbed his nose and stopped pushing the door casually. He just walked in the corridor and looked around. Unfortunately, the situation in the room was shielded by the barrier, so he couldn't use his spiritual sense to search.

He came back after wandering around, and was about to go upstairs to have a look, but suddenly a door beside him was pushed open, and the white-faced young man who was walking out met him head-on, he was stunned, and said with a smile: " What a coincidence."

Meng Yunchi looked at him: "It's a coincidence."

The folding fan in the young man's hand snapped open, covering his lips, his fingers appeared extremely slender, "Your Excellency, have you seen that oiran?"

"I have seen."

"Oh" the young man seemed interested when he heard the words: "How?"

Meng Yunchi said without changing his face: "It is true that the beauty of heaven and man is unique in the world."

The young man laughed and said: "Hahaha, that's not true, I heard that this oiran is very similar to the sweetheart of the boss on Nan'an Street."

"Oh." Meng Yunchi's expression froze slightly: "How do you say that?"

"Don't say it, don't say it..." the young man fanned his fans, saying meaningfully.

After all, this is the territory of the boss of Nan'an Street.

"Mr. is here, but I can't get out? How about I walk with Mr.?"

Meng Yunchi said: "Yes, good."

The two walked side by side, the young man walked leisurely, and seemed to enjoy walking in this corridor very much.

"Are you familiar with this place?"

"That's it," the young man fanned the fan slowly and said, "After all, I'm also a frequent visitor here."

Meng Yunchi glanced at him.

"What do you think of this Yuke Building, sir?"

"The rules are reversed, and ghosts are companions."

"Sir, what you said is true, but—" Pointing to the inside of this beautiful pavilion, the young man continued: "But this place also has some novelty and advantages."

You never use gold, silver or treasure to come to Yukelou, and you don’t need to spend any money. Here, you don’t just order prostitutes, but it’s reversed. Chunxiao," the young man shook his head, "and they are willing, not because they have traded property and body, both parties are happy, wouldn't it be nice."

"Every day, different beauties fall in love with you and volunteer to marry you. Isn't that happy?"

Meng Yunchi was silent: What kind of inexplicable sense of satisfaction is this?

"Sir, you have to be more open-minded." The young man patted him on the shoulder, "You need to discover the joys of life."

The long corridor turned and turned several times, but there was still no end. A long time had passed, and Meng Yunchi's unhurried pace of following the young man gradually stopped.

The young man walked forward for a while, and realized that the people behind him hadn't followed, and looked back with a slight smile, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yunchi shook his head: "Since you have already noticed that I am an outsider, why waste your time dealing with me like this?" He paused, and said the two words softly: "Showa."

The folding fan in the young man's hand closed again with a snap, and the corridor behind him seemed to stretch infinitely in an instant, without end, and the carved lines on the sliding door floated faintly, as if something was about to rush out from it.

However, the next moment there was a roar of dragons and tigers, and the lines on the door seemed to escape groups of restless air, condensing into small shapes in the air, with bloody mouths, screaming that they would rush over in the next moment, smashing Meng Yunchi all over. Surround in the middle.

The young man stood under the gathered air, and said with a smile: "It's been so long since we have welcomed two outsiders in this secret realm. I was a little curious for a while, and wanted to observe carefully, that's why you can live for so long," his eyes Slightly squinting, like a fox: "Now the time should be enough, I'm not curious anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ghosts and snakes behind him rushed out, heading straight for Meng Yunchi.

The wooden white gorilla mask was split into two, and it fell to the ground and broke. Meng Yunchi opened his eyes and looked at him while his long hair was flying. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Showa, have you played enough?"

"No," the young man smiled brightly, his eyes full of affection: "After all, the Lord will come back, nothing will be enough."

With Meng Yunchi's hands behind his back, the air behind him has gradually gathered on the door, reverting to a sculpture: "You are the one who likes to play tricks the most."

Zhaohe walked towards him: "After all, it was taught by the Lord."

Meng Yunchi raised his forehead: "When did I teach you this?"

"Oh," Zhaohe rolled his eyes, "That's my memory, maybe I'm self-taught."

The sliding door next to it opened slowly by itself, and Showa stood at the door and made a gesture: "My lord, please."

Meng Yunchi stepped in.

Zhaohe filled the cup with the pot on the table [-]% full, and said: "I know the Lord likes to drink this, so don't refuse this time."

A faint smell of wine wafted towards him, Meng Yunchi picked it up and took a sip, only to feel mellow and sweet in his mouth.

"I have opened up this secret realm for so long and no one has come. This time, the Lord came here for Qian Zhanglian."

"Exactly."

Zhaohe sighed, "I have been favored by the lord for many years, and I have long been unable to repay it. It is a pity that I am not strong enough to survive that chaotic war. Only now this ray of spirit remains in the secret realm, and I have survived until now without knowing anything about it." He His soul is trapped in this secret realm, and it will dissipate as soon as he leaves. He has been waiting for the secret realm to be opened again for tens of thousands of years, so long that he has no interest in life, so he might as well just sell his soul and disappear. In the future, it wouldn't be so half-dead, hanging on a ray of spirit, waiting hopelessly in the secret realm, lingering on one's last breath.

"Fortunately, that child has been immersed in this secret realm for thousands of years and turned into a real body. If I hadn't been accompanied by him, I would have left this secret realm with me."

Meng Yunchi was speechless for a while: "Qian Zhanglian?"

"Yes."

Meng Yunchi sighed softly, "I'm sorry for you."

"What's the trouble?" Zhaohe laughed.He intentionally guided the incarnation of Qian Zhanglian to become more and more like his master, in order to comfort the increasingly crazed thoughts in his heart, but the child could only resemble seven points no matter what.

He really worked hard, Qian Zhanglian's mind was pure and clear, he only knew that he was his master, and he must obey all his demands unconditionally, although his efforts failed to meet the standard, but thinking about it this way, that child is actually very cute.

"If the lord wants a thousand lotuses, the subordinates will offer them with both hands," Zhaohe whispered: "You brought me up since childhood, gave me a place to live and gave me a name. The kindness has long since been unrewarded. I only hate that Showa is left with only this lotus." A ray of spirit, but it can't help the Lord."

"come over."

Zhaohe arched up and landed on all fours, with nine huge fluffy tails spreading out from behind him. Every step he took, he got closer to the original shape, until he reached Meng Yunchi's side, and he looked like a snow-white and beautiful nine-tailed fox.

Meng Yunchi reached out and touched his head: "Thousands of years the world has changed, no one survived, you and I have already died in the past, and they have all suffered retribution for the reincarnation of the world." Damn, they're all dead now.

"Really?" The fox raised his head and licked his palm affectionately, "That's really good, relieved some hatred."

Meng Yunchi stopped talking.

The fox rubbed against his palm, and said: "Your Majesty, you don't need to show such an expression. I have grown up and had a family. If I hadn't been rescued by my Majesty back then, I'm afraid I would have died under the mouth of a monster and died in battle for my Majesty. It is also my fulfillment."

"The people back then have already suffered retribution, and the lord has returned in reincarnation. I guard the secret place and wait for the news. When I come to the lord to take a thousand lotus, I have no regrets."

"My lord," he whispered, "my time is long overdue."

"..."

"It's just that Langyue is a wolf with ambition, how many times he tried to break the seal of the breath door in the master's body to connect the Shenyuan land and the human world." He flicked his tail behind him and sighed: "I should have persuaded the master to kill him a long time ago. , so as to avoid future troubles."

Meng Yunchi took a sip of his drink.

Zhao He continued: "It's a pity that he fell in love with Huo Song, but he was involved in Huo Song and died in the chaos."

Meng Yunchi paused: "What?"

"Yeah." Showa raised the fox's head, "Langyue loves Song of Fire."

Meng Yunchi frowned, and said half aloud: "Forget it, don't talk about these messes." He put his hands under the armpits of Zhaohe's front paws, and hugged him.

Zhaohe Anran, nestled comfortably in his arms, as always: "Qian Zhanglian was lured out by the master's apprentice," he licked his front paws and said: "I hope he is still intact now, I hope the master's apprentice Can be merciful."

Meng Yunchi stepped forward: "How do you know that is my apprentice?"

"What else can it be if it's not an apprentice?" Zhaohe looked up and saw a part of his chin, and said, "A Taoist companion?"

Meng Yunchi: Coincidentally, both of them are.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-10-2622:54:42~2020-10-2721:47:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 drunk beauty;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Gu Zimin;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!