Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

The tower top of Yejiabao.

Standing on the top, Bian Nan looked directly at the sky covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. This tower is the tallest building in the surrounding area. It looks very dangerous under the thunder. I am afraid that if you are not careful, you will be smashed straight. .

Many members of the Ye family heard that someone was throwing lightning at the top of the tower, so they rushed over to watch the excitement, but they didn't dare to get too close, lest they hurt themselves when the lightning strikes, there was only a [-]-year-old boy who walked across the crowd At the bottom of the tower, raise your head and hands into a big trumpet shape and shout to Bian Nan.

"Brother, come down, the steward promised to give the money."

Bian Nan on the top of the tower raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you think I'm standing here just to beg for money? No, I'm here to explore the mysteries of the world, to visit the scenery of the world, the great and mysterious Cang Lei, please grant me Let me strike a lightning bolt, cleanse my dusty soul in this world."

"Dragon! Xin! Xin! Come down for me!!!"

A violent voice exploded from a distance, it was a burly middle-aged man running towards here, but Bian Nan kept his eyes on the sky, the thunder rolled and rumbled non-stop, he said: "Here we come. "

A thick bolt of lightning pierced through the dark sky, and struck straight towards Biannan. The middle-aged man who was rushing towards him immediately clenched his fists tightly when he saw that something was wrong. With a stern voice, the man threw the power to Bian Nan's side, and the power immediately formed a protective barrier, firmly guarding his safety, and the situation seemed to be the end of the crisis.

But stout lightning has a mind of its own.

It was supposed to go straight to Bian Nan to teach him a lesson, but it suddenly turned a corner halfway. At the moment when the middle-aged man threw the protective barrier, Lightning made a turn and the target was replaced by the middle-aged man. Hey, just for fun !

Middle-aged man: "..."

boom -

Crackling, lightning and thunder, sparks and lightning all the way.

Bian Nan stood on the top of the tower and looked down at the deep pit below, where a dark man was lying on the ground smoking.

He shook his head: "Tsk, why are there still people snatching people's heads?"

After the lightning struck people, the dark clouds moved away, and the sky remained clear.

Bian Nan shook his head again: "Oh, there is no thunder again today."

"Dragon! Xin! Xin!!!"

The last word of the name was yelled out, and the middle-aged man in the deep pit raised his head and yelled towards the south with black smoke from his mouth.

Bian Nan stroked the broken hair between his forehead, looked around nonchalantly, as if nothing happened, and turned a deaf ear to the yelling from below.

"I'll count to three, if you don't come down, I'll go up and beat you!" The middle-aged man barked his teeth and claws angrily.

Bian Nan is not afraid of someone fighting with him, but the person below is his uncle in this body, Ye Sheng, the owner of Yejiabao, so forget about fighting with elders, it's not very filial.

He nodded, walked to the edge of the tower, and jumped.

This jump frightened Ye Sheng, and regardless of his own appearance, he tiptoed to the ground, rushed up extremely fast, caught the person at half the waist of the tower, and carried him back to the ground safely.

Ye Sheng's heart was pounding, and he was still in shock.

Bian Nan smiled at him and said, "Is it fun?"

Ye Sheng's veins twitched: "Little bastard, I'm usually too gentle with you, isn't it? At this height, you, a crispy little mage, dare to jump down. What if you fall to your death? How can I explain to your mother? "

"I can't die, I'm strong."

Bian Nan's attitude is positive, but this is tantamount to talking back.

Ye Sheng was so angry that he looked around and wanted to grab something convenient, and give this ignorant brat a good beating, but he couldn't find anything after looking around. Finally, he raised his fist but couldn't bear it, and raised his slap but couldn't bear it. Be willing, the young man in front of him has red lips and white teeth, his eyes are shining like stars, he is obviously beautiful and cute, he should be his uncle's caring little padded jacket.

Who knew he was skinnier than a monkey kid!

"I'm pissed off, I'm pissed off, Long Xinxin, let me tell you, don't try to escape this time, kneel down at the ancestral hall tonight and reflect on yourself!"

In the end, he was still reluctant to fight and could only punish unimportant things. Bian Nan shrugged and said indifferently: "I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Ye Sheng yelled, "You're a fart!"

The fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy next to him came over and took a serious look at Bian Nan's situation, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing, brother, you're fine."

Bian Nan opened his hands and turned them around slowly in front of his eyes, and said kindly, "Well, look, I'm fine."

juvenile:"……"

Ye Sheng: "..."

This state looks like the body is fine but the mind is fine.

Ye Sheng opened his mouth to say something a few times, but he didn't say anything, and walked away angrily with a flick of his sleeves. Bian Nan stood on the spot and slightly tilted his head to look at his back. The back turned around after walking a dozen steps. Ye Sheng Cursed: "Little bastard, don't you want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake? Why don't you leave?"

What a failed nephew a loving uncle is, a typical case of failure in the education field.

Bian Nan tilted his head: "Together?"

The boy shook his head: "No, I don't like pastries very much."

Bian Nan's eyes lightly glanced at the inconspicuous pendant on the young man's neck, and without saying anything, he nodded slightly and followed Ye Sheng away.

*

The young man looked at his back quietly, and then left here and returned to the courtyard where he lived through a path. He walked into his room and lifted the pendant with a loose expression on his face, but soon became resolute.

His name is Long Aotian, and he is Long Xinxin's younger brother.

The two are not biological brothers. Long Xinxin is the son of Ye Sheng's younger sister. After his parents died, Ye Sheng took him to his side to raise him. Long Aotian was picked up by Long Xinxin at the foot of the mountain. A name with a good meaning, Long Aotian respects and loves Long Xinxin very much.

But in real life, Long Aotian brought a lot of discrimination to Long Xinxin.

The world they live in has two kinds of power, magic power and mysterious power.

People with magic power can become magicians, and people with profound power can become warriors. Most people in the world have abilities but with different aptitudes. Among them, magic power accounts for a small proportion, and most people will become warriors.

As for those who have nothing, they can only be regarded as low-level waste.

Long Aotian is the trash at the bottom.

At the six-year-old awakening ceremony, the elder brother awakened the water element and became the only magician in Yejiabao. Only Long Aotian himself has nothing, a standard waste who relies on Long Xinxin to eat soft food.

But since yesterday, life seems to have changed suddenly.

Yesterday, Long Aotian went up to the mountain to pick mushrooms, and accidentally scratched his neck by a branch, and when the blood dripped onto the pendant, it lit up.

This pendant was something he had brought with him since he was born, Long Aotian didn't know what this pendant was, he only thought it might be a relic or something, now it seems that there is some mystery in it?

He stood in the room thinking for a long time and finally cut his palm open with a knife. A lot of blood dripped into the pendant, and the light became brighter and brighter.

Long Aotian fainted after losing a lot of blood. When he woke up, he found himself in a mysterious space, and a white bearded grandfather was looking at him kindly: "Welcome the return of my lord."

There is a thin line between genius and trash.

In the mysterious space, Long Aotian heard a lot from the old man with white beard. It turns out that he is not a waste as everyone calls him. He is actually a genius who cultivates both magic and martial arts, but his body's potential has been sealed.

Opening the pendant now is the first step in unlocking the seal. In the future, as his cultivation base grows, his potential will be slowly stimulated to become a peerless genius, but before the wings are full, the old man will not let him reveal himself to anyone secret, because it would lead to death.

"Your life experience is far more complicated than you think."

The old man spoke inscrutablely, but he didn't reveal anything actually. Long Aotian was not so curious about his life experience for the time being. He said with emotion: "With the ability, I will be able to treat my brother's illness in the future."

"What a good boy with a kind heart. When you practice to a certain extent, you will unlock the ability to refine medicine. I have millions of prescriptions here, enough for you to refine medicines that are rare in the world. By the way, what is your brother's disease?"

"Neuropathy."

The white-bearded grandfather in the mysterious space: "..."

*

Ever since Long Xinxin hit his head in the water to save Long Aotian last time, he has become strange, you say he is normal, he always does some abnormal things, you say he is not normal, he looks very strange again normal.

Just like this time the tip of the tower is struck by lightning.

Normal people can't do it.

Long Aotian chattered about the past with the white-bearded grandfather, and the latter's expression became more and more serious. When it was almost afternoon, Long Aotian was worried about his brother, and went to Long Xinxin's room to see him.

The door was open, no one was there, and there was a note on the table.

[Long Xinxin stays: Sit quietly. ]

Long Aotian sat on the stool with a tired expression, and came again, came again.

The old man communicated with him with his consciousness: "You mean that elder brother won't be taken away by someone, right? Wait and watch me check it out later."

"No need, just take a look first."

As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, there were footsteps at the door.

Bian Nan walked in with a steaming casserole, he put the casserole on the table in front of Long Aotian, and put the bowls and chopsticks thoughtfully.

Long Aotian asked with a straight face: "Brother, what is this?"

Bian Nan said, "Chicken stewed with mushrooms."

Long Aotian: "...it's not very obvious."

A pot of colorful black color, Long Xinxin insisted that he used black-bone chicken, the color is normal, Long Aotian showed bitterness.

Bian Nan said, "Hurry up and try it."

Long Aotian bravely poured himself a bowl of ominous-looking chicken soup, and then swallowed down gulp after gulp under his gaze.

Bian Nan asked, "Is it good?"

Long Aotian: "It's not good."

boom -

Bian Nan slapped a big hole in the wall next to him with a black face, his murderous look seemed to want to kill him, Long Aotian's body trembled, and the grandfather in the mysterious space also trembled.

They heard Bian Nan say furiously, "Do you understand what acting is? Why didn't you follow the script? Do you want to be beaten, kid?"

Long Aotian put down the bowl: "Brother, you didn't talk about the script this time."

"Huh? Didn't I say it?" Bian Nan scratched his head, raised his head and pouted his lips slightly for a moment to think about it, his red lips and white teeth made him look very handsome and cute, but he waved his hand and said, "Okay, okay, that's because I didn't explain clearly. "

"Today's scene called brothers and friends to drink chicken soup. Later, I will bring a casserole to the door. What do you want to say, brother? I said this is your favorite chicken stew with mushrooms. You said wow, I I love stewed chicken with mushrooms the most. I said brother, hurry up and try the stewed chicken with mushrooms that my brother made for you. You said that I must try the stewed chicken with mushrooms that my brother made for me. Waiting for you After finishing a bowl, I said brother, what do you think of the taste? You said brother, this is too delicious, brother’s stewed chicken with mushrooms is the best stewed chicken with mushrooms in the world!”

"Do you understand?"

After Bian Nan finished explaining the scene, Long Aotian nodded with a dull face to show that he understood, and the white-bearded grandfather in the space also became numb.

[Shooting brothers and sisters drinking chicken soup to the end, action! 】

Bian Nan entered the door with a steaming casserole.

Long Aotian: "Brother, what are you carrying?"

Bian Nan said, "This is your favorite chicken stew with mushrooms."

Long Aotian: "Wow, my favorite food is stewed chicken with mushrooms!"

Bian Nan said: "Brother, hurry up and try the stewed chicken with mushrooms that brother made for you."

Long Aotian: "Then I must try the stewed chicken with mushrooms that brother made for me."

Long Aotian had the courage to serve himself a bowl of ominous-looking chicken soup again, and then he had the courage to pour down gulp after gulp under his gaze.

Bian Nan said: "Brother, what do you think of the taste?"

Long Aotian: "Brother, this is too delicious. The stewed chicken with mushrooms made by brother is the best stewed chicken with mushrooms in the world!"

[System: Brothers and friends drinking chicken soup achievement has been achieved! ]

Bian Nan's smiling face suddenly disappeared. He threw the bowl aside, went to the bed and lay down directly. This shit task was exhausting him day by day.

On the other side, Long Aotian resisted the urge to vomit and said: "Brother, are you feeling well? Today's thunder didn't hurt you, right?"

Bian Nan was listless: "Well, he's still alive."

The white-bearded grandfather stroked his beard and sighed, "You're really insane. Your brother hasn't been taken away, but maybe his brain is really broken."

While Long Aotian resisted the desire to vomit in his stomach, he looked lovingly at Long Xinxin's kicking legs hanging by the bed.

A son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a brother doesn't think his brother is stupid.

"Brother, don't worry, no matter what happens in the future, I will never give up on you, and I will always stand by your side." Urging you to get medical treatment quickly.

Bian Nan got up and poked his head out from the bed to look at him.

"Neuropathy."

But Long Aotian, who was scolded as crazy, looked at him more lovingly.