cannon fodder attack

Six years passed quietly.

There are still about two months before Zha Gong returns with his sweetheart.

While Xi Ye was thinking of ways to improve his food, he was also thinking about how to sow discord between the protagonist Shou and Zha Gong in front of him.

It's not that he hasn't tried it in the past six years, it's just that Shen Fuzheng would deliberately stagger the subject whenever he wanted to mention Slag Gong, and he couldn't expose his purpose too clearly, so he had to give up.

He wants to selectively forget what he once thought.

Why didn't he be afraid that he would fail to sow dissension in six years, now he can only feel that his face is not ordinary pain.

Gee.

Forget it.

It's better to change the strategy.

Xi Ye revisited the original plot, and he found that the protagonist was plotted by the slag Gong without defense, as long as he let the protagonist see the true face of the slag Gong on that day...

Having figured it out, Xi Ye felt as if he had let go of a heavy stone in his heart. He sat leisurely in the pavilion leaning against the railing, eating the grapes he secretly picked from the back mountain, and half-closed his eyes watching a fish paddling on the lake. Pass a water mark.

Suddenly, I felt the barrier outside the bamboo forest move.

Xi Ye sighed, it was rare that someone would disturb him when the protagonist couldn't stand it, after completing the tasks assigned by the other party every day, he finally relaxed.

He methodically put the melon and fruit refreshments into the storage ring, and after tidying up his slightly messy clothes, he posed for meditation.

A series of actions were too familiar to speak.

Not long after, a figure landed in the four-legged pavilion out of thin air. When he saw Xi Ye, he couldn't help shouting.

Xi Ye opened his eyes, showed a proper look of surprise, and then asked with a smile: "Senior brother, why are you here?"

The head joked, "Why, you don't want to see me?"

Xi Ye quickly shook his head: "How dare you."

The headmaster smiled and asked, "Where's your master?"

"Master has been in seclusion for more than a year, counting the days, it is not far from leaving the seclusion."

Otherwise, how could they catch up with Slag Gong?

The headmaster was a little disappointed when he heard the words: "If that's the case, then that's all."

He was not in a hurry when he learned that the little master uncle was in seclusion, and now he began to look at the growing Xi Ye.

The children in the main hall back then had begun to take on their own characteristics, their brows and eyes were no longer as soft as when they were young, but became sharper, their beautiful eyes were as calm as ink, their high ponytails fell behind them, and they were dressed in black around their waists. The long sword pinned on it made the person extraordinary.

In fact, he and the closed-door disciple accepted by this little martial uncle have not met a few times, but the other party's etiquette has never fallen behind.

When he saw the smile on the young man's face, he couldn't help but think of his junior uncle's big apprentice, that Liu Fengnan who had already gone down the mountain to practice.

Thinking of this, the leader said casually: "Your temperament is really different from your brother Fengnan, but there is one thing in common, they are both young talents."

Now that Xi Ye is only sixteen years old, he has already reached the cultivation base of the Jindan stage. It can even be said that his aptitude has surpassed that of Shen Fuzheng. Not surprisingly, the future cultivation world will surely be shocked by him.

If Xi Ye is a long sword drawn out of its sheath, exuding a sharp aura all over his body, chic and reckless, then Liu Fengnan is a piece of jade, indifferent and alienated, as if no one can get into his heart.

Shen Fuzheng and Liu Fengnan have a deep friendship between master and apprentice, he still remembers the day when Fengnan master went down the mountain, the little master uncle's indifferent expression that has remained unchanged all year round unexpectedly showed a little bit of reluctance.

Over the years, he has also heard that the junior uncle loves this closed disciple very much, but in his opinion, the junior uncle just transferred all his feelings for the senior apprentice to the younger apprentice.

After all, he was the one who persuaded people to accept this young man with such thoughts in the beginning.

Xi Ye didn't want to deal with this smiling tiger at first. In the original plot, after the protagonist suffered a loss of cultivation, the other party kicked him out without any nostalgia, and he didn't even want to give him a little shelter.

Fortunately, the protagonist Shou guarded Tian Qingzong with all his heart.

However, after listening to the other party's words, he, who had been somewhat dispirited, regained his energy in an instant.

Xi Ye showed an interested look: "Oh? I also asked Master Fengnan about it, but Master didn't want to reveal too much to me."

The head said in his heart, as expected.

It seems that the little master uncle really only regards this little apprentice as sustenance.

Xi Ye looked at his expression, his eyes flickered, and then he said: "I saw a lot of high-grade spiritual artifacts for gathering spirits in Senior Brother Fengnan's room. Master must love Senior Brother Fengnan very much."

The head of the sect only thought that Xi Ye was curious about this fellow sect that he had never met before. He thought about it, nodded and said, "Yes, my little uncle broke many rules for Feng Nan."

The headmaster said some more casually, and then left, leaving Xi Ye lying lazily on the railing and meditating.

Although he and the protagonist Shou have been together for nearly six years, the other party retreats every day or two. Even if his attitude towards him is much better than in the original plot, it may not be as good as his feelings towards Zha Gong.

I'm afraid that after so many years of practicing and chatting with me, I might not be as good as Scum Gong with a smile.

...Thinking about it, I am inexplicably angry.

While Xi Ye was counting the days, Shen Fuzheng left the customs.

Opening the door, I saw a familiar figure in the middle of the yard leaning against a thick willow tree, wiping his sword lazily.

When the other party heard the movement, he raised his head and looked this way, and the next moment, he curled his lips.

"Master, congratulations on getting out."

Shen Fuzheng's eyes moved, and involuntarily softened, and replied in a warm voice: "En."

I haven't seen each other for a year, and the other party seems to have grown up a bit.

He looked at the person carefully, and only put away his thoughts when the person walked in front of him.

A year's time didn't have much impact on Shen Fuzheng, but he has indeed changed a lot compared to before, at least he no longer has a cold face.

Xi Ye lamented in his heart that the leisurely life had just left him, but he smiled and said: "Master, in order to celebrate your exit, this apprentice has specially prepared a gift for you."

Shen Fuzheng said helplessly: "It's just an ordinary retreat, there's nothing to celebrate."

Xi Ye raised his eyebrows: "It's been a long time since my apprentice finally saw Master again, so why not celebrate it?"

Although Shen Fuzheng disapproved on the face, the smile in his eyes couldn't be concealed no matter what.

He was overwhelmed with worries, and the little apprentice didn't alienate him when he grew up, which made him very happy.

Shen Fuzheng has a high level of cultivation, and as an elder of the Tianqing Sect, he has many good things, so Xi Ye just gave him a folding fan made by himself.

The material of this folding fan is quite special, and it took him a lot of time to find it, but the effect after making it is also amazing.

The ice-blue fan bones felt warm and cool to the touch, and there were faint golden runes on the fan surface, which could be used for offense and defense, and it was a rare top-grade spiritual weapon.

Shen Fuzheng was a little surprised: "I never thought that you have such a talent for refining weapons."

He only knew that Xi Ye was extremely talented in swordsmanship.

Xi Ye said casually: "It's okay."