Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

Lu Manman was dressed in red and melted into the night, the woods behind him were dense, and the dark mountains were in front of him.

A thousand paper cranes flashed with spiritual power and flew beside him. In the silence, a rigid voice suddenly resounded.

"Are you going to find Chu Jingchuan?" It was clearly a question, but he said it very firmly.

Lu Manman blinked his eyes, and said in a flat voice, "Yes." He pursed his lips, seemed a little unhappy, and said with a bit of a voice, "What? You want to hinder me? 1966."

1966 is the manager he passed through to this book.

"The system has no right to interfere with the host's choice. All the consequences of the host's choice must be borne by the host." 1966 said in a business-like manner: "But I have to remind you that Chu Jingchuan, as a cannon fodder, is not worth the host's wasting energy." What's more, this time he entered Daze Mountain, his life value is here."

Lu Manman frowned.

How could he not know Chu Jingchuan's ending.

In 1966, he decided to clarify the pros and cons, "With Yun Chensheng's ability, a mere evil is not enough to deal with it. But he let the tiger go back to the mountain, obviously to let Chu Jingchuan chase it to Daze Mountain."

"I don't know?" Lu Manman asked indifferently.

1966 said again: "Do you know who your task target is this time?"

Lu Manman said: "Yun Chensheng."

1966 asked again: "Then what are you doing now?"

Lu Manman pursed her lips and said nothing, lowered her eyelids for a while, and said coldly, "I know what I'm doing."

Hearing the words in 1966, he stopped talking, anyway, he said everything he still said.

Lu Manman walked for a while with his head buried, and the thousand paper cranes beside him followed him not far or near.

He glanced at the Thousand Paper Crane and opened his palms, and the crane landed in his palm like a thinking one.

He bowed his head and whispered a few words, the crane fluttered its wings a few times, and flew towards the depths of the dense forest.

1966 said suddenly again: "With your current task progress, it is impossible to get out unscathed in the end."

Lu Manman said: "With your current level of talkativeness, you will enter menopause in a few years."

1966:"……"

One sentence successfully blocked 1966's mouth, and his ears were finally cleared. Stepping on the dead branches, looking at the black hole-like Daze Mountain, he slipped in.

……

The evil spirit of the ghost knife in Chu Jingchuan's hand pulled him, the further he walked in, the denser the forest, and the dead branches rose horizontally.

All kinds of vines and weeds grew crazily, and moss grew all over the ground. Chu Jingchuan pulled away the dense leaves with his sword, looked down at the condensed evil spirit and drifted to the southeast, and then changed direction instantly.

where is it?

He stood with the sword behind his back, looking forward, not knowing where to go for a moment.

If he turned his head now, he would find that a paper crane was following behind him.

The paper crane shone faintly, like a tiny firefly, quietly following behind Chu Jingchuan.

At this time, Chu Jingchuan frowned slightly, and the evil spirit of the Ghost Head Saber changed several directions, but in the end it simply gathered into a ball and became a black patch.

How to find this riding horse?

If you search inch by inch, if you want to search the entire Daze Mountain, it will take three years to start.

Wait until someone is found, and then solve the evil spirit...

Unable to think about it, Chu Jingchuan felt that his teeth hurt a little.

He never expected this to be the case.

Just when he was upset, he stopped suddenly.In the dead silence, a faint voice reached his ears.

Chu Jingchuan slowed down his breathing, and at the position where he heard the sound clearly, he reached out and grabbed it.

The temperature of the thing in his hand pricked him, bringing a little chill.

He put his hand in front of his eyes, and slowly opened his fingers.

Chu Jingchuan: "..."

In the palm of his hand lay an origami crane impressively, with its head drooping and its wings fluttering, it looked extraordinarily well-behaved.

Chu Jingchuan's face became more and more paralyzed.

At night, in the barren mountains and ridges, a paper crane with aura appeared.

Who the hell is this scaring?

It's just... why does this paper crane look more and more familiar the more I look at it.

Chu Jingchuan stretched out his right hand and pushed the paper crane's wings, and the paper crane moved its head like a living thing.

Look, very shy.

Chu Jingchuan stared at it for a while, and had to think of someone.

It's just that the more I think about that person, the more impossible it becomes, and it's impossible to kill that person.

After all, Lu Man couldn't even draw manga symbols well, let alone this kind of realistic spiritual creature.

Thinking about it this way, Chu Jingchuan put a cold face on it, pushed it again, and let it fly.

The paper crane fluttered its wings, left his palm, first circled in front of his eyes, and then circled around his body, chasing him not too far or too close.

Chu Jingchuan glanced at it and saw that it was not moving, so he ignored it and continued to move forward.

It's just that before walking for a quarter of an hour, the person who said it was impossible to kill suddenly appeared in the field of vision.

Chu Jingchuan's footsteps stopped, his heart jumped suddenly, and his eyes looked at the red spot in front of him without moving.

In the distance, the sky will be bright and uncertain, and there is only a silhouette on the top of the mountain, and the crescent moon is half hanging in the air, giving Daze Mountain a layer of gentle light.

And Lu Manman stood among the dead branches, as if the dark mountains behind him were dyed red.

Chu Jingchuan felt a tremor in the mountains, and suddenly wondered if the person in front of him was an illusion from the mountains to confuse him.

However, even if it confuses him, it shouldn't be Lu Manman, it should be Shizun.

While still thinking, he saw the road ahead walking towards him.

Chu Jingchuan looked her up and down, and seeing that she was not injured, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said indifferently, "What are you doing here, rushing to die?"

Before Lu Manman could speak, his face was blurred by his indifferent tone.

Seeing Chu Jingchuan's expression seemed a little unhappy, he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "I'm not worried about you."

Hearing this, Chu Jingchuan froze for a moment.

The icicles on his face melted a little, then he tilted his head unnaturally, the scolding words were held in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Lu Manman raised his eyes and saw that his snow-white face seemed to be dyed a little red, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With a choked voice, she continued: "Since senior brother doesn't want to see me so much, then I'll go back."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Chu Jingchuan was startled, and panicked for no reason.

"Okay, that's all." After a while, he coughed lightly and said, "But one thing, follow me obediently, don't run around."

Such a compromise is the first time.

Lu Manman's face, which was still covered with clouds just now, suddenly revealed the sunny sky, his brows and eyes were curved, and there was a smile at the end of his eyes.

He only listened to her word for word, and said in a biting voice: "Yes, I promise that I will - old - old - really follow behind my brother."

Chu Jingchuan didn't understand why he changed his face so quickly. He stared at Lu Manman for a while, then pinched a small thing from behind, and said expressionlessly, "Explain, is this ghost thing you?" Made it out."

The author has something to say: It's been a long time.

Considering changing the title of the book.

Do you guys have any good suggestions?

The author is asking for an advance payment.

"Stand-In, I'm Professional" fast-traveling text.

The copy is as follows:

#Those villains who are unable to court, because of their dead white moonlight, eventually blacken, degenerate, and fall into the abyss#

#And my task is to attack them and pull them out of the abyss#

#I have plenty of plans to attack them#

however……

#笑死, there is no need for a strategy at all, they throw themselves into the arms#

#They all regard me as their dead white moonlight#

Fang Zhou: Not...no way

After all, I'm a professional stand-in.