After being dressed as cannon fodder, I was tricked by the master

The first snow fell without warning, crushing the plum blossoms that were in full bloom on the branches.

A few of the light pink petals occasionally show a little point in the white snow, like a girl wearing a pure white robe, a coat with a hooded crane cloak, and a fluffy cap with the broken hair on her forehead and her bangs covering her bangs and looking out shyly.

The cold wind wrapped in snow came from outside and fell on Fei Yuchen's closed eyes. Hexagonal snowflakes hung on the ends of the eyelashes, turning into water droplets and moistening the long eyelashes.

The cold air went up from the soles of the feet to the chest, Fei Yuchen's eyelashes trembled, and a drop of water fell on the moss of the eyes, and then he woke up.

It is a very shallow cave, so shallow that the wind and snow can blow to the inner wall of the cave.

Fei Yuchen opened his eyes and saw Qingyuan sitting on the rock in front of him, dragging his chin with both hands and staring at him.

Fei Yuchen: "..."

"Brother, you're awake." Qingyuan dragged his chin and asked with a smile.

"Where is this?" Fei Yuchen sat up and turned his head to look out of the eye hole. When he opened his mouth, he was covered with wind and snow. He couldn't reach the bottom of his lungs to prevent inhalation, and coughed out loud.

Qingyuan moved forward, raised his hand and patted Fei Yuchen's back lightly, and said with a smile: "Why are you in such a hurry, senior brother? It's not good to have a mouthful of cold wind in this wind and snow."

Not only is it uncomfortable, the cold wind is wrapped in wind and snow and slides into the throat, icy and choking, extremely uncomfortable.

Fei Yuchen coughed until his face flushed, but Qingyuan smiled and reached out to wipe away the tears from the end of Fei Yuchen's eyes due to coughing.

"Brother, are you cold?" Qingyuan asked suddenly, rubbing his tear-stained fingers back and forth gently.

Fei Yuchen was still coughing, and somehow the wind and snow choked in his throat, so that he could only keep coughing to relieve the itching in his throat.

Qingyuan seemed to ask casually, and didn't expect Fei Yuchen to answer.

The hand covering his back clapped for a while, he opened his mouth, asked himself with a low laugh, and answered, "I'm cold, brother."

He smiled and said, "I'm cold, brother." It seemed that it was really cold, and the hands that patted his back were trembling slightly.

"You ask me where this is, this is my new residence." He leaned forward, and the heat of his words was all sprinkled on the back of Fei Yuchen's hand.

"Brother, heaven says that you have fulfilled my fate, so I can only wander around." He said this lightly, then raised his hand to pinch Fei Yuchen's jaw, forcing him to look at him.

"Brother, I treat you sincerely, but you treat me like this." Qingyuan said while raising his other hand, rubbing Fei Yuchen's eyebrows and eyes carefully.The movements are light and gentle, which is completely opposite to the words, as if touching the treasure in the heart.

Fei Yuchen's face turned pale, and he wanted to speak up to defend himself, but his jaw was pinched and he couldn't make a sound.

But even if the jaw is not pinched, what can he justify himself?

Thinking of this, Fei Yuchen's expression darkened, and his eyes drooped a little.

The movement of Fei Yuchen's half-lidded eyelids somehow provoked Qingyuan. He tightened his jaw tightly, his knuckles turned white, and his eyes were full of pleasure as he stared at Fei Yuchen up and down.

"Brother, did you ever regret when you took my life? Have you ever felt uneasy over the years?"

He stared at Fei Yuchen's increasingly pale face seriously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, with joy and madness.

The two fingers pinched the bone through the flesh, leaving a deep vortex at the junction of the two.

It seemed as if the bones in the flesh would be crushed with just a little more force.

Qingyuan suddenly let go of his hand, frowned and pushed the person to the ground forcefully, stood up and looked down at Fei Yuchen and said: "Brother, you have endured the pain and worked hard for so long, but you can make a mark? Draw a little Talisman?" After saying that, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said mockingly, "Stupid."

"Shui Tiandao in Lingyuetan has been tampered with long ago, and now your spiritual power and consciousness are sealed. Tell me, how should I get back everything I have?" Qingyuan squatted down, looked at Fei Yuchen with serious eyes, It seemed that he was really thinking about how to recover everything from Fei Yuchen.

He squatted halfway, with one hand naturally placed across his leg, and the index finger of the other hand arched and rubbed against his jaw.

Such a scene is generally the same as the description in the later part of the original book.There is a bit of innocence in the evil spirit, which is rare and weird.

Fei Yuchen struggled to sit up from the ground, his mouth was full of rusty taste, and his jaw felt like being poked by a needle between breaths, and it hurt densely.

He opened his mouth with difficulty and called, "Qingyuan."

Qingyuan looked at him, his eyes were full of icicles, he suddenly laughed out loud, the icicles in his eyes melted, blurred his eyes, and he couldn't see the true inner thoughts even more.

"The way of heaven is different, don't be fooled by him. Go back with me first, and settle the matter between us, okay?" Fei Yuchen said as he stretched out his hand to grab Qingyuan, and his fingertips could barely touch the warm flesh He paused, then turned down, grabbing the hanging cold cloth.

Qingyuan sneered and gently pulled the sleeve back from Fei Yuchen's hand, and asked calmly: "How do you count? Master is protecting you now, and the same door is facing you. Even the elders are full of joy when they see you. How do we count? The time has long been unclear. Why don't you listen to the words of heaven, at least there can be a turning point, do you think so?"

The rust smell in his mouth became stronger and stronger, Fei Yuchen swallowed back the blood forcibly, opened his mouth to say something more but was interrupted by Qingyuan: "You don't even dare to touch my hand now, where did you get the courage to tell me to solve it? "

After finishing speaking, he licked the corner of his lips, turning his palm over was a short blade.

"It's better for me to kill you with one knife." He smiled and stared at Fei Yuchen, his eyes full of excitement.

Fei Yuchen was short of breath and spit out a mouthful of blood.The blood stained the white robe red, and the whole person relaxed a lot.He raised his hand and grabbed Qingyuan's arm, persuading him: "I know you don't believe me now, but Qingyuan, think about it, have I ever treated you badly for so many years? You might as well listen to me carefully and do it after listening What's the decision?"

The short red blade turned round and round in his hand, Qingyuan lowered his eyes and took a deep look at Fei Yuchen, his gaze slid from Fei Yuchen's pale lips to the blood-stained white robe, with an expression It seems to be loose.

Seeing this, Fei Yuchen continued: "After all, I have lost all my spiritual power, and I am useless. Are you still afraid that I will not be able to blow it up?"

Qingyuan hummed lightly, and said coldly: "Tell me, I want to see what you can say."

In the end, Fei Yuchen asked him a question: "We have been together for so long, how can God believe you if he wants to kill me?"

Qingyuan raised his hand and flicked the short blade, and smiled sinisterly at Fei Yuchen: "Senior brother is wrong, I am going to kill you."

Fei Yuchen choked, sighed helplessly, and asked again: "Since Tiandao is not going to kill me, why should he help you?"

Qingyuan played with the short blade in his hand, and responded casually: "Probably because I feel sorry for me, God can't see you taking my fate like this."

Yuluo sent out a palm wind, glared at Fei Yuchen impatiently and said, "Why do you have so many questions?"

Fei Yuchen was swept to the ground by the palm wind, and with a "poof", he spat out another mouthful of blood.The red blood fell on the ground and spread out into a ball. Just when a gust of cold wind blew, several six-petal snowflakes were blown in.

The snow fell on the warm blood, directly coagulating the steaming blood just now.

Fei Yuchen wiped the corners of his lips with his hand, smiled indifferently and said, "I have one more question."

Qingyuan scratched his eyes, and his brows were tightly furrowed, showing how impatient he was at this moment.

He grasped the hand that was playing with the short blade, no matter whether it was the handle or the blade, and a few drops of blood splashed out as soon as he dropped it.

The blood fell on Fei Yuchen's eyelashes, the eyelashes were overwhelmed, and with a slight movement, the blood was directly shaken off.

Then it faded away at the tiger's mouth, and was gently brushed by Fei Yuchen with his raised hand, and printed on it along the texture of the flesh.He raised his head and looked at Qingyuan with pity in his eyes.

"Put down your disgusting eyes, don't challenge my patience." Fei Yuchen's chin was grabbed by the blood-stained hand, and the wet blood smeared Fei Yuchen's pale cheeks.

Qingyuan looked into his eyes, licked his lips, and had an idea in his mind. He half-bent down to look at Fei Yuchen's face carefully, and said curiously: "If you gouged out your eyes, brother, what would you do?" Does it hurt?"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and curled two fingers, as if to goug his eyes.

The fingertips touched the eyelashes, and moved a little closer to touch the eye sockets. The fingertips were slightly wet as if they had been soaked in water.

So Qingyuan smiled, and very happily retracted his hand to his side to grind it, then released the other hand that clamped Fei Yuchen's jaw and said in a good mood: "Ask, the last question."

After finishing speaking, he added another threatening sentence: "After thinking about it, I will ask again. This is the last question."

Fei Yuchen glanced at Qingyuan's still bleeding palm, rolled his Adam's apple and said something deliberately, raised his eyes to meet Shang Qingyuan's bored expression, finally lowered his head and said in a low voice: "If I die, how will you be with me as a teacher?" Respect?"

Hearing this, Qingyuan sneered slightly, and rubbed Fei Yuchen's lips with his bleeding hand, the rust smell seeped into his mouth from his lips, mixed with the rust smell in his mouth, adding a strange medicinal fragrance in vain.

"Your cultivation base is only sealed, and the five senses are still there. Can't you see my current cultivation base?" A vicious smile twitched at the corner of his mouth, and he said with discretion: "Blind?"

"When you are resolved, Heaven will help me. Don't say Jun Mobai at that time, who in this cultivation world will not kneel at my feet?" After saying that, he pulled his hand away and laughed wildly.

Fei Yuchen let out a soft "heh" and hit him repeatedly: "Heavenly Dao has deep thoughts, how can you gain his trust?"

One sentence hit the point, Qingyuan nodded and squatted back, took out the short blade that had just been put away, pinched the blade with two fingers, tapped the hilt on Fei Yuchen's chest, and said coolly: " You reminded me. When I use this short blade to insert here, Heavenly Dao will personally come to pick me up."

After saying that, he turned the short blade in one direction, and grasped the handle of the knife.

I don't know if it's excitement or something else, the hand holding the short blade couldn't stop shaking, Qingyuan half-raised his eyes and looked at Fei Yuchen, and said happily: "Brother, you also saw that my hand is not steady, I'm afraid it will hurt, you Take it easy."

Then, without waiting for Fei Yuchen to react, he stabbed hard.

His hands trembled violently, and the short blade, which was less than the length of a palm, deviated directly from the vital point, completely sinking into the flesh.

Then he pulled it out forcefully, hot blood sprayed out, splashing Qingyuan's face.He knelt on the ground, looking at Fei Yuchen's eyelids twitching with pain, guilt flashed in his eyes, and he was suppressed by other emotions before he had time to realize it.

The light was blocked by someone, and someone walked into the cave.His steps were heavy, bringing a chill all over his body.

"Very well, you did a good job." He said, full of praise.

Qingyuan got up and gave Fei Yuchen a wink on the ground, then quickly turned around and rushed to the person with a slight smile in response: "My lord." After saying that, he offered the blood-stained short blade with both hands.