After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

"What are you still looking at? Get out now."

After Xie Yun left for a cup of tea, the guard opened the door and said coldly, "Don't hang around here."

Cheng Anping was standing in front of the bed making the quilt, when he saw the guard coming in, he hurriedly turned his clothes on his back, revealing a piece of skin from the back of his neck, dazzlingly white with red marks intertwined.

Lu Ding is only allowed to wear middle clothes in the Huichun Gate, so even if he runs out, he can be recognized at the first sight.

Cheng Anping whispered, "It will be ready soon."

The guard's eyes were straightened, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed.

His cultivation level is low, not even as good as Cheng Anping's. He was able to work as a guard because his surname is Meng. Unfortunately, he couldn't taste any of these goodies.

Guards are not good at male sex, but the furnace is not "sex", but a good thing that can help oneself like Tiancaidibao!

Who cares whether the elixir tastes good or not?

Cheng Anping reluctantly packed his clothes, but there was still a lot of skin exposed to the guards' sight. The guards didn't have enough eyesight, so they sent him all the way to the dungeon, forgetting to search him.

"Is this very fierce today?"

Cheng Anping turned his face so that the half of his face that was intact was facing the guard: "Sword cultivator is more fierce than other cultivators."

The guard clicked his tongue twice, until Cheng Anping's figure disappeared into the dungeon, the guard realized that he hadn't searched himself, he glanced at the guard at the door, and still hid his thoughts of doing a body search to make money.

The Rejuvenation Sect does not allow disciples with low cultivation levels to get involved in the furnace cauldron, lest the cultivation base of the furnace cauldron will drop after double cultivation, so the guards of the dungeon are puppets, and guards and guards are not allowed to collude with each other.

The guard clicked his tongue bitterly.

In the dungeon, apart from the cauldron, there are only puppet guards.Low-level puppets have no intelligence. As long as the furnace does not run out, the puppets will only patrol along the set route.

Cheng Anping quickly put on his clothes, took out his storage bag, and trotted around the dungeon.

Originally, the furnaces could move freely in the dungeon. After all, the physique of the furnaces is rare, and the cultivation of the furnaces must be guaranteed, otherwise they will die too quickly, and the benefits of the Huichunmen will outweigh the losses.

But after yesterday, most of the furnaces were locked in the cell with their knees pierced, and there were only three or four furnaces that could walk around the dungeon.

Cheng Anping ran outside the cell where he was held.

The cell was filled with a bloody smell, and the six furnaces were nailed to hooks, all with their heads down, unable to tell whether they were dead or alive.

Cheng Anping felt chills in his heart - there were still eleven people in the dungeon last night, and in just a few hours, five were missing.

He took out the storage bag from his sleeve, and softly called a person's name: "Twelve! Twelve!"

The stoves were numbered in the order they came in, and it took so long that they all forgot their names.

The female cultivator who was nailed to the corner raised her head in a daze, and there were two bloodstains under her eyes: "Little fourth brother?"

With trembling hands, Cheng Anping poured out six spirit swords and threw them in front of several furnaces.

Regardless of the severe pain in her knees, the female cultivator wiped the ground with bloody hands and got the spirit sword: "This, is this a sword? Where did you get so many spirit swords?"

Cheng Anping: "It's Ayuan, Ayuan ran out, and he asked someone to bring me a spirit sword. Around tomorrow, someone will make a big fuss at Huichunmen, and when the time comes to open the dungeon, you must run! Stay here There is only death!"

Five furnace tripods died in one night, it seems that Huichunmen doesn't intend to keep disobedient furnace tripods.

The female cultivator tightly grasped the hilt of the sword: "I know! Brother Si, if we can go out, let's go to the villages and towns of mortals together! Even if we can't break through the realm in this life, it's better than being someone else's plaything."

Except for A Yuan who escaped, and Cheng Anping, the rest of them are in the consecration period or even the entrainment period, and their lives are like ants in the cultivation world. Even if they don't become furnaces, they will die in the hands of other strong people.

Cheng Anping showed hesitation: "I... you guys run... there will be someone to meet you tomorrow, as long as you can run out of Feiyin City, you will have a chance."

The round-faced monk locked beside the female nun raised his head, his joints were bleeding, and his eyes were filled with tears: "What if you can't escape? If you are caught, you will die on the spot!"

He regretted it, he shouldn't have run away.

"Don't listen to my little brother. You are so beautiful and you are only 16 years old. As long as we beg the sect master together, he will definitely let us go."

A monk couldn't help but echoed: "That's right, and our legs are injured like this, should we break our legs and run out? Besides, doesn't that Nascent Soul monk surnamed Xie like you very much? I beg you!" He might be able to take you out!"

The female nun said coldly, "What are you still dreaming about? Those monks say one thing, but they say another thing. That monk surnamed Xie doesn't even want to say his name, asking me to believe him?"

Cheng Anping thumped the wall hard: "What nonsense! You forgot those people who were carried out in the morning? Since you regret it now, why did you choose to run away at that time! You have already reached this point, and if you stay any longer, you will die!"

"A broken leg may not be impossible to treat, life matters!"

The round-faced monk screamed: "The ones carried out are all demon cultivators! Those who died are all demon cultivators! I'm different, I'm not demon cultivators!"

The nun shrunk the spirit sword and tucked it into her sleeve, and said word by word: "It's better to be a piece of jade than to be a tile. Since I don't want to leave and I want to be a plaything, I don't wish you happiness, I just wish you peace."

Cheng Anping covered his face, hardly daring to meet the nun's burning almond eyes.

He envied Twelve and A Yuan so much, but he didn't dare.

He has lived for so many years, and he knows nothing but living.

For so many years, he only dared to live desperately. He didn't know why he lived until now, but he never dared to die.

……

When Xie Yun came out from the backyard, Xie Yufei and Wei Chiyuan who had gone out earlier did not leave, but sat in the front hall of Huichunmen.

Meng Baique was holding a roll of Danfang, and was listening to Wei Chiyuan with a calm expression.

Wei Chiyuan was very attentive. For a family member like Wei Chiyuan, being able to marry Huichunmen is a good thing with no harm.

Meng Baique is an only daughter, and she has a good cultivation talent.If you marry Meng Baique, you can get the support of the Huichunmen. If you give birth to an heir in the future, you might be able to inherit the Huichunmen.

Wei Chiyuan: "If you want to say that the most beautiful female cultivator in Feiyin City is Fairy Meng, the girls from the six major families in Feiyin City are not half as beautiful as Fairy Meng."

Meng Baique: "..."

I just wanted to get in touch with Xie Yufei, but I didn't expect to meet such an idiot as Wei Chiyuan.She raised her eyes, touched Xie Yufei's face from the corner of her eye, and sneered in her heart.

Xie Yufei is just a little smarter than Wei Chiyuan, and knows how to make himself look more like a gentleman.In terms of essence, Xie Yufei and Wei Chiyuan are the same kind of person, while coveting her value and asking her for it, they don't regard her as the same person.

In the eyes of Xie Yufei and Wei Chiyuan, she is just a hot pot that is not easy to mess with.

Meng Baique rested her fingers on her lap, showing a slightly complaining smile to Xie Yufei.

Xie Yufei took the topic away, turned to alchemy, and smiled apologetically at Meng Baique.

Xie Yun passed by the three, and could feel Meng Baique's lovelessness from a few steps away.

Meng Baique was a pharmacist first, a monk second, and a woman last. What he wanted to be praised the most was his skill in refining medicine, not his face.

Talking to an idiot like Wei Chiyuan, you must be very angry, right?

Xie Yun pulled down his hood sympathetically, and quickened his pace to pass by the three of them.

It was he himself who suggested that Meng Baique get in touch with Xie Yufei. What if Meng Baique got angry at him?It would be better for Wei Chiyuan to face Meng Baique's anger.

Xie Yun walked briskly, taking advantage of Meng Baique not recognizing him, walked to the counter in two or three steps, left a small bag of spirit stones, and hurried out.

……

The next day

Although Feiyin City is under martial law, there are still many casual cultivators during the day because of the night patrol.

Xie Yun walked into the branch of Huichunmen, and put down the green jade tablet as usual.

He was wearing a fox mask, a sword suit with cuffs tightened, and no cloak.

The mask is a middle-grade spiritual weapon with a certain defensive ability.

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes, smiled until fine lines appeared at the corners of his eyes, nodded and bowed: "Please, please."

It costs five high-grade spirit stones to come once, and even a disciple of an aristocratic family may not necessarily come several times in a row. It seems that this monk has a good taste and will make a fortune next time.

Xie Yun spat out two words: "Lead the way."

The shopkeeper stood up with a smile.

The two walked down from yesterday's route, and when they reached the door of the room, Xie Yun asked with a smile, "Are there any other guests besides me today?"

The shopkeeper opened the door: "No. There was no business during the day, and the martial law in Feiyin City has recently made everyone very busy, and business has slowed down."

A monk's faint voice came from the shopkeeper's ear: "Oh, that's a good thing."

"How could it be a good thing?" The shopkeeper turned his head with a smile, "We..."

A ray of white light flashed in front of his eyes, his eyes were opened as if he was falling forward, Xie Yun stepped in and closed the door behind him.

From a distance, it looks like the shopkeeper pushed the door and entered the room with Xie Yun.

Xie Yun casually threw the shopkeeper on the ground: "I forgot to ask Meng Baique if he could kill people, pretend to be the one who was smashed to death."

Xie Yun opened the sword box and pulled out a three-foot-long spirit sword.

Sword name: Shifang.

Shifang Sword, a high-grade spiritual weapon, is three feet long and weighs 170 pounds.

Xie Yun held the sword with one hand and swung it down towards the dungeon.

The first sword lifted the entire room, cracking the top floor of the dungeon.

The second sword cut off the roof of the entire dungeon, and sunlight poured from top to bottom on the land that hadn't seen the sun for more than ten years.

Cheng Anping suddenly saw the sunlight, his eyes could hardly be opened, and he shouted in a rumbling voice: "Quick—run——"

The figures of the four imperial swords rose into the air in the dust, and dripping blood oozed from the wound on the furnace. They lay on the swords and fled to the outside of the city respectively.

Cheng Anping stood up with difficulty, with a storage bag in his arms and a small spiritual sword in his hand.As long as he uses his kung fu to mobilize, this spirit sword can lead him out of Huichun Gate.

Cheng Anping's heart was beating violently, he tried his best to raise his head, and saw the figure of female nun Twelve in a piece of gray dust.He threw the spirit sword, but more than a dozen monks rose up inside the Rejuvenation Gate, surrounding the entire ruins of the Rejuvenation Gate.

Cheng Anping grabbed the spirit sword, and his hands were immediately cut by the blade.He gasped heavily, and suddenly covered his face and cried.

The movement of Xie Yun's demolition immediately alarmed the entire branch of Huichunmen, and the street connected to Huichunmen was in chaos.

Xie Yun knew that there was still a cauldron that hadn't left, so he carried a sword box as tall as a person and kept going up into the sky until he could overlook the entire Feiyin City.

The foundation-building monks sitting in the front hall of the Huichun Gate then lifted off with their swords and angrily scolded: "He Fangxiao is young, how dare you play wild in my Huichun Gate!"

"Take it for me!"

"Quickly inform the City Lord's Mansion!"

"This person is Moxiu, and his accomplices all ran out of the city!"

The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the City Lord's Mansion, and hundreds of monks from the City Lord's Mansion flew into the air with their swords.

It was the first time Xie Yun made such a big commotion in Feiyin City, he raised his hand.

The sword box slowly opened, and after a clear and crisp sound, more than 130 spiritual swords were revealed.

Xie Yun was wearing a fox mask, and the little red tassels on the fox's ears flickered. Xie Yun said briskly, "Guess."

"Zizi presumptuous!"

The cultivator who established the foundation was furious, and before he could make a move, the same movement broke out in the south of the city, half a distance away from Feiyin City. In the dusty sky, dozens of figures flew straight to the outside of the city.

If Xie Yun was demolished, then the movement in the south of the city was an explosion on the spot.

Because there was too much movement, the monks of the City Lord's Mansion had to split into two teams and head towards the north and south of the city respectively.

Amidst the sound of houses collapsing, a clear voice from the south of the city was wrapped in spiritual power and spread throughout Feiyin City:

"Rejuvenation Gate really deserves to be a well-known orthodox sect. It has raised so many furnaces for our Yu Huanzong."

"I'm an inner disciple of the Yuhuan Sect, I'm here to thank you!"

Xie Yun: "..."

Ying Baiye deserves to be the biggest villain. After impersonating Xie's family and then Yu Huanzong's disciple, his thick skin made him feel ashamed.

The expression of the Foundation Establishment cultivator in front of Xie Yun suddenly changed: "You are also from the Yuhuan Sect?!"

Xie Yun: "I told you to guess."

He slashed down with his sword, and the Shifang sword rolled up the hurricane spiritual energy, surrounding all the monks who were trying to intercept the furnace cauldron in front of him, and the majestic spiritual power knocked away the monks from the city lord's mansion who came.

But the two monks in the Nascent Soul stage were not affected, they blocked the spiritual power and rushed over.

The monk in white holds a chain hook. The chain is a low-grade treasure, and the soul of a boa snake monster is refined into it.

Xie Yun waved his sword to block the hook, and the cold air of the spirit sword froze the hook instantly. At this time, a monk in gray clothes suddenly appeared behind him, and the pitch-black dagger cut down with the sound of the wind!

Xie Yun drew out the second long sword with his backhand, and the power of the sword shook the grey-clothed monk away.Taking advantage of the opponent's failure to defuse the sword, he kicked the gray-clothed monk sideways, kicking the thin gray-clothed monk away tens of meters away, and didn't stop until he knocked down the stone pillar.

This shows how powerful the sword repair is.

Xie Yun moved his shoulders, and it was the first time he fought so happily after his rebirth: "I feel a little inflexible."

The furnace tripod has already left Yujian to go out of the city, and Meng Baique should be responding.And he and Ying Baiye were in charge of delaying the time for the furnaces. As thick as a stick of incense, no matter how many furnaces ran out, Xie Yun and Ying Baiye would withdraw from Feiyin City.

But the trouble is, he and Ying Baiye may not be able to survive a stick of incense. It doesn't matter how many Nascent Soul cultivators there are in Feiyin City, and Xie Yun Yujian's speed will never be slow, the only thing that is terrible is——Flying Yincheng The city lord is a monk in the middle of his body.

After the monks of the City Lord's Mansion and the monks of Huichunmen were deflated, a terrifying aura rose in the City Lord's Mansion, and the city lord Feiyin City with blue robes and wide sleeves appeared in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord of Feiyin City looked up, raised his hand and pointed to the sky.

In an instant, thick thunderclouds accumulated in the sky above the south and north of the city, and the thunder burst. If the cultivation base is low, there may be ringing in the ears, dizziness, or bleeding from both ears on the spot, and he will fall to the ground.

After conceiving a baby, he goes out of his body, overturns mountains and seas, and covers his hands with clouds and rain. Only this person can be called a cultivator of immortals.

Lightning strikes from the thundercloud!

The lightning was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes, and all the monks who looked directly at the lightning were blank and couldn't see anything.

Xie Yun was crushed directly under the thunder cloud, his ears were buzzing, and the thin tinnitus ran through his mind, and all the blood in his body was surging under the pressure of the out-of-body monk.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator, who was less than thirty steps away from Xie Yun, was suppressed to the ground by coercion, spitting out blood, and making strange gurgling noises from his throat.

Xie Yun laughed, he had nowhere to hide, so he simply didn't hide, turned around and pulled out the long sword in the middle of the sword box.

A medium-grade treasure, the sword is named Chunshandao.

Swallow the river and drink the sea!

A sword fell, raging waves rushed towards the face, the mountains collapsed, and the torrent rolled towards the electric light like the rocks splitting the sky and the earth.

Just before the thunder fell completely, Xie Yun cast a glance towards the south of the city.

In the silver light that could drown the entire Feiyin City, he couldn't find Ying Baiye at all.

The author has something to say:

Mother Fish: Let’s interview Young Master Xie, what is your greatest strength?

Xie Yun: Not afraid of death.

Mother Fish: The second advantage?

Xie Yun: I am super strong.

Mother Fish: The third advantage?

Xie Yun: I am a beauty.

To sum up, Xie Yun: a super strong beauty who is not afraid of death.

There will be a second watch, probably very late.