[Transmigration Book] Master Cannon Fodder is so tired every day!

The little girl's eyes were red, and she looked quite bluffing - Qingmian didn't like this.

But when he heard that Su Qitao's body hadn't recovered, he coughed guiltily again, and gave way to Mingxi.

At least give a clear check to check for recurrence.

Fuhua supported Su Qitao, who had written 'Who am I, where am I' all over his face, and frowned, as if his master had been severely bullied, and even himself had been bullied.Qingmian became even more sluggish all of a sudden, and retreated to the end in despondency.

He really couldn't hold back just now, and his temper just came when he said it.

"No, no, it's okay!" After reacting for a long time, Su Qitao woke up with a jerk, unconsciously clenched Vanity's hand in his right hand, as if he was relying on him, "Everyone can't talk to Master like this, you know No?"

This matter... It was their problem in the first place, no wonder Qingmian.Qingmian immediately straightened her back, she didn't expect Su Qitao to be quite good at talking, so if she treats him better in the future, she will repay him for helping him out of the siege.

So people with a big heart never remember the bad things of the outside world, but only remember the good things of others.

Only then did the disciples stop their accusations against Shangjun Qingsu, and they clasped their fists to honestly apologize—they were too excited just now, so they made a lot of noise.Looking up, one or two pairs of eyes watching the theater appeared in the crack of the door from time to time, and I guessed that it was the senior who ran over from the next class.

Eating melons is not afraid of choking to death!

Not to be outdone, the seniors confronted the juniors fiercely with wide eyes, and were caught off guard and dragged aside by the master twisting their ears.

Of course, those who were dragged away belonged to Qingmian's class, and the disciples in Mingming's class were very gentle and showed no emotion.

"Are you feeling better?" Mingxi decided not to leave. He was very curious about Su Qitao. This time, he will have to identify his true nature, so that he can report to the superiors and make rectification. At least don't let his disciples call him a vase up.

Su Qitao sat down with Hua Hua in her arms, her eyes sparkling - this is her savior!

"Thank you, thank you brother." Caught off guard, Hua Hua's hand was clenched again, and he almost hissed out - the ghost knows where this little dragon spits out beads so hard, his dragon skin can feel the pain of being stretched.

Clearly shook his head, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and he seemed in a very good mood. He pulled Su Qitao to talk about this and that, and sent his disciples to play with his younger brothers and younger sisters.Just facing those little ignorant eyes, they all fell into silence. There is a generation gap of two years, and they are about ten generation gaps away from their juniors and juniors. How can this be done? !

Vanity was leaned against by Xiaolong Tuzhu, and she cuddled a lot in her heart.

Su Qitao really cared about me.

After a pleasant chat, it was time to discuss the end of the selection process.

The bigwigs from Zhuya gathered together, sitting upright, planning to argue for the scarce places for their disciples to participate in the competition—there were too many sects participating in the general election, and only a few dozen places were allocated to the Xianmen.

And that's a lot.

The animal-shaped candlesticks are all over the room, and the lights are as bright as the day, and the bamboo chairs are opened one by one, and the topmost head is surrounded by stars like a moon.

"The leader has already determined that it is for Taoya's vanity..." The leader spread out the bamboo slips and quietly announced the top three in this selection.

Many bigwigs were unconvinced, cursing and yelling that Su Qitao was unworthy.

Once a disciple of Xianmen is selected, it means that his master must also show up. It is fine if Su Qitao is sent to attend those small events. people go.

"I think you are jealous that Su Qitao has a good student." Liu Nian leaned on the wicker chair, twirling a lock of black hair with his fingers, he was the only one who gave birth to leisure in the seriousness, "No one does much, You also have to despise people not being able to get on the stage.”

In other words, it's clear at a glance who really won't be on the stage, small activities are unknown and profitless and pushed to others, and big events are famous and profitable, so everyone wants to go-crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

"You..." The faces of the big bosses who were pushing Lai Lai just now turned pale, and they didn't know what to say.

This means that they are shameless, and they are almost named and scolded.

"Besides, it's not that you despise people who are flashy and gloomy, and don't accept them." Liu Nian casually revealed the truth of the year, and Dongfang Jibai and other high-ranking bosses couldn't help frowning when they heard this.

"Here, what's going on?" Dongfang Zingbai, who was the master of Linggong Cliff and also the master of the Criminal Hall, was very dissatisfied.

These nasty things happened right before his eyes?

The boss who heard his speech turned pale.

"Say!" Dongfang slapped the table in vain, shaking the mountains and rivers.

Fleeting laughed a few times, and exchanged a meaningful look with Mingxi.Clearly, he didn't expect such a thing to happen among them, and even his eyebrows and eyes were extremely disdainful.

Co-authoring means that the master and the apprentice are in decline.

"This..." Finally, a big boss couldn't resist Dongfang Jibai's oppressive momentum, and said tremblingly: "This Bu Su Qie Tao is usually silent, and if he sees that pompousness is also a virtue, and his grades are not outstanding, he might as well just leave him alone." He pushed it to Su Qitao...it just so happened that he didn't refuse either."

Yun Ya, who had been listening secretly for a long time, suddenly became furious. Before Dongfang Jibai could react, he slapped the table and stood up, "This is how you treat the son of Lord Linghua?! What did he do to you?!"

Everyone faltered and murmured, thinking that it was because he had nothing to apologize for, but it was hateful to occupy the position of the leader of the cliff.

But this person has nothing to do with the world, they can't get anything good, they can only spread rumors to slander, and they don't know which disciples have heard their small stories, so the rumors are also spread at the grassroots level of Xianmen.

What trash, vases, etc.

"It turns out that's the case." Mingxi has long been used to being a smiley face, and her tone of speech is still gentle and gentle, "Speaking of people is not insulting and slandering, but for 'evil words'... People who practice are most taboo to do this, it is necessary to be angry Devil."

Immediately, the chattering whispers in the air disappeared without a trace.People who cultivate the Tao cultivate their bodies and minds. If the mind is broken, the Tao they cultivate must be evil and crooked.

Qingmian also frowned, she was obviously not a person who listened to rumors, how could she subconsciously think that there was something wrong with Su Qitao?

"Heh," Yun Ya couldn't help but turn on the mocking mode, not sure if he was mocking himself or someone else, "In that case, please copy the "Qing Jing Jing" and "Tao Te Ching" a hundred times - supervise each other to prove your original intention."

Bai Qingmian and other bosses who were clear and clear Dongfang were the first to nod in response, and Liu Nian scratched his chin, thinking it was just copying a book, so he also nodded.

The other bosses had a bitter face, but they could only agree when the people above nodded.

I'm afraid not all hands have to be copied.

On the peach cliff, one person hides while the other chases. In the end, the person who hides is pushed against the wall by the person who is being chased, his face is red and he can't escape.

"What are you going to do again?" Su Qitao was scared when he saw the male lead, let alone a male lead with full power.

Vanity pressed one hand against the wall beside his neck, pressing down his handsome and sharp cheeks, "Master, you haven't told me how your body is yet."

Su Qitao paused for a moment, it turned out that the male lead came here just to ask this, and said solemnly: "I'm fine...and I'm not sick anymore, don't you want to do this."

Vanity raised his eyebrows, "Well, can Master tell me why you are so nice to Zhou Yao?"

Su Qitao paid too much attention to Zhou Yao in the past few days, of course, there may be reasons why Zhou Yao himself joined in.

Su Qitao moved aside, "Zhou Yao's master hasn't woken up yet...it's very pitiful."

Fuhua sighed, "Master, I am also very pitiful."

Su Qitao was cursing in her heart, before I came, you were indeed very pitiful, but now it is different, with relatives and friends all around, powerful strength... How can you be pitiful?It's just like opening your mouth with red mouth and white teeth.

"Master, please love me more. Even if you want my keel, this disciple is willing." As long as you open that box, you will want more and more things, and you will become greedy.

Even giving everything, but also want to get a response from this person.

Glancing at the male protagonist who was inexplicably depressed, Su Qitao patted him on the shoulder, "...you are my disciple, so naturally as a master, I will take better care of you. I don't want a keel, and you don't want to do anything to hurt yourself .”

Otherwise, I have to become a sinner through the ages.It took so much effort to correct the hero's path, so you have to guard against it later.

Fuhua was silent for about ten seconds, a subtle pain emerged in his heart, he lowered his head and buried his head into the soft side of his neck, licking it with the tip of his tongue: "Master, this disciple wants your blood."

Su Qitao patted him on the back, sure.

Since the last time he was a flashy and inexplicable ghost, he would pester Su Qitao who was doing nothing all day from time to time.It's good to touch and rub, but he would ask Su Qitao to crave for blood from time to time.

Every time this time comes, the pupils of the evil dragon will shrink into long vertical lines, and the coldness without organic substance is as steep as the snow peaks thinking about the cliff.

But Su Qitao knew that he wouldn't hurt himself—what's more, it was better to contribute a little blood than to contribute his own little chrysanthemum.Hard things resisted him again, Su Qitao let the sharp dragon teeth pierced into his neck, sucking the sweetness in his blood vessels to his heart's content.

"It's so sweet..." The golden dragon pupil showed signs of transformation, and the evil dragon followed its own heart, pressing on the small body and moving around.

"Don't rub it..." Su Qitao's eyes were red, the dragon saliva is a good product for urging something, let alone injecting it directly into his own blood.

"No." Without thinking about it, Hua Hua directly rejected Su Qitao.

This is my little dragon spitting beads, why can't I kiss and hug him, if it's too much, what's wrong with turning into a giant dragon and holding him in his mouth?

Xiao Taozi's eyes were full of tears, but she was so weak, the dragon saliva would only make him more sensitive and uncomfortable, but it wouldn't make him burn with desire.

Su Qitao wondered if there was anything wrong with this body.

The blood gradually satisfies the exhausted body and mind, Hua Hua swallowed the last bit of sweet red, and slowly raised his head.And the hot and humid air in the breath leaked out, and the hideous wound disappeared.

"It's so strange." Vanity nodded, her crow-feather eyelashes trembling slightly, "Master, if I can't leave you anymore, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Su Qitao's whole peach is wilted, obviously at the beginning he decided to stay away, why does the farther away he is, the closer he is?

I am tired, since I came to this world, I have never done anything completely to my best.

"...Fashion, there is no banquet that never ends." Unable to make a promise to him, Su Qitao was cautious, for fear of offending the evil dragon, "You will always leave the master, and the disciples of the immortal sect will all enter the world later... "

Practice in the world is the result of each monk reaching a certain stage in Taoism.

And this body does not belong to me.Su Qitao felt sad.

The muscles of the flashy arm tightened immediately. Before the rebirth, he lost too much, but after the rebirth, he gained a lot.

…also, more and more greedy.