Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

Bian Nan was bound into a silkworm chrysalis, but he still stubbornly jumped up.

"You're not very smart, mind your own business."

The man's eyebrows were as cold as piercing frost, and he didn't have any special reaction after listening to Bian Nan's words. He looked at Bian Nan quietly and then directly carried him on his shoulders, as if he was carrying a straight board from his figure. .

He turned around and aimed towards Yejiabao.

The thunder in the sky gradually died down, only the rain was still falling.

Bian Nan's task of being struck by lightning failed again. He lay on the man's shoulder and hung his head dejectedly. Looking at the radiant silver hair, he really wanted to scoop him up and give him a bald head.

Bian Nan said, "Why don't you introduce yourself, it's rude."

The man said, "Fan Qing."

Fan Qing should be a serious ice magician. Bian Nan could smell the breath of big ice balls spreading from the inside to the outside, which was influenced by the magic power of ice, but such a pure breath is probably a single element.

According to Lu An, he is a very promising magician.

Bian Nan lowered his head and asked, "Is it just you?"

Fan Qing replied coldly: "Yes."

This is the only person from the magic guild, and Bian Nan felt deeply in his heart. Sure enough, supporting roles like Long Xinxin are not as popular as the protagonist. He thought that there would be several old men of high moral standing. They wore big black cloaks and descended like human owls. On the square of Yejiabao...

Bian Nan's mind continued to go blank, as if a TV drama was being staged.

Since there was no movement, Fan Qing patted his leg coldly and said, "Don't sleep yet, it's cold outside, and it's easy to get sick."

Bian Nan lowered his head and said, "Correct me, it's not cold outside in June. It's because of you. Has anyone ever told you that you're like a big ice cube?"

Fan Qing's movements froze slightly, and he didn't say anything, but Bian Nan noticed that he deliberately restrained his outward breath, and the two of them moved in the rainy night, one walking, the other carrying, and the top of them was covered by a layer of ice. Shielded to make sure it doesn't get wet/body from the rain.

When they reached the gate of Yejiabao, the gate was closed tightly.

Seeing this, Fan Qing stretched out his hand to knock on the door, asking the person inside to open it for him.

Bian Nan condemned: "It's rude to disturb the people in the middle of the night."

Fan Qing asked coldly: "Then what should I do?"

Bian Nan twisted his body on his shoulders, motioning for Fan Qing to put him down, but Fan Qing wrapped ice chains around his body to prevent him from running around again.

Fan Qing said coldly: "Don't move."

Bian Nan turned his head and said, "Don't you think it's weird that we are doing this?"

Fan Qing said coldly, "I don't think so."

Bian Nan trembled and said, "I think so!"

In the end, the door still didn't knock. In order not to disturb people's peace, Fan Qing asked Bian Nan where he lived, and then carried someone to Long Xinxin's room, saying that he would see Ye Sheng and Lu An after dawn.

He untied Bian Nan and placed it in front of him. The two looked at each other face to face, one stood unhappy and the other sat with a serious expression.

The scene feels inexplicably like a teacher lecturing in the office

"Why did you seek death before?"

"I do not have."

"I saw you jumping on the lightning."

"I just want to taste what it feels like to be struck by lightning."

"...Naughty!"

"No nonsense, this is called a bold attempt."

"No."

This feeling of the office teacher lecturing is really not an illusion, because if nothing else happens, Fan Qing is Bian Nanwei's teacher.

Fan Qing, a 21-year-old ice-type four-star magister.

On this fantasy plane, the highest level of god-level magicians and war gods are still in the legend, and no one has reached that level for the time being. Fan Qing's identity as a magister can be described as terrifying in aptitude.

Because Long Aotian only became a senior magician when he was 21 years old.

The letter Lu An sent to the Magic Guild caused a lot of controversy in the guild. Most people didn't believe that the crystal ball would crack, but in order not to miss the talent, they still planned to send someone to have a look. At that time, there was a senior The low-star mid-level magician accepted the task. The old man was about to rush to North Wind City with his tools, but suddenly the guild informed him that he didn't need to go.

It turned out that Fan Qing was slightly interested in this matter at the time, so he cut off the task halfway, because he had other matters to deal with, and he came late, so Xiao Qingkuang rushed to the front, and there was a storm of divorce.

"You turned Luan into an ice skate, can you show me?"

Fan Qing stood up and walked to Bian Nan and looked down at him. He originally wanted to say these words softly, like Lu An taught, but Fan Qing had never been gentle in half his life, and his mouth still smelled like ice balls, so cold. Freezing.

Feeling the cold wind blowing around, Bian Nan suddenly became curious about the "Ice Magician". Could it be possible that with the magic power of ice, a person becomes an ice sculpture?He reached out and poked Fan Qing, the human flesh was soft to the touch.

Fan Qing asked: "What are you playing?"

Bennan said: "Guess whether your inner core is meat or a refrigerator."

Fan Qing pursed his lips deliberately to hold back the outgoing breath.

Bian Nan didn't play tricks on him anymore, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and an ice skate appeared in front of Fan Qing's eyes. This kind of trick that ordinary people looked like a magic trick slowed down tens of thousands of times in Fan Qing's eyes.

He could clearly see Bian Nan's production process.

Fan Qing nodded in affirmation of Bian Nan's approach, and observed carefully for a while with the knife, Fan Qing said: "You control the magic power very well, but the water system is not the ice system after all, and your ice blade is not strong enough. .”

Being able to become a single series naturally has its own unique advantages. Bian Nan didn't want to make ice skates so fine, so he didn't feel much about Fan Qing's words, but he didn't expect Fan Qing to surprise him.

I saw Fan Qing lightly waved his hand across the air, and the screen over there was removed to the side to reveal the wooden tub inside, and he threw the ice skates over the tub, clatter—the ice skates melted into water and fell into the bucket, this is not over yet , Bian Nan saw a large ice pot appearing in front of his eyes. There were many square ice cubes in the pot. Fan Qing flicked his fingertips towards the bottom of the ice pot, and a flame shot out, and the ice cubes in the ice pot quickly disappeared. Boiled by gurgling.

"You're right about what Lu An said. When you can use magic power freely, it's not difficult to overcome the barriers of repelling attributes, but not everyone can do this. From now on, you can practice with me."

"Lu An?" Bian Nan thought of the letter the other party wrote to the Magic Guild, "So he listened to my lecture carefully."

Fan Qing raised his hand to control the ice pot and poured the hot water into the bathtub to neutralize the cold water before, and the water in the bathtub instantly curled up.

"Go take a bath and be careful not to catch a cold."

On the night of the first day of apprenticeship, the master boiled the apprentice's bath water.

Teacher Ice Cube is quite gentle in a certain sense, but Bian Nan is a guy who pushes his nose and face. He soaked in the bathtub and held the edge of the bucket with his hands and called to the man over there who closed his eyes and meditated: "Fanqing, I I want to wash my hair."

"..." Fan Qing slowly opened his eyes and looked coldly at Bian Nan, who was curled up in the steam, "Do you need to teach me how to wash your hair?"

Bian Nan shook his head: "No need, but I see that your hands-on ability is so strong, I want to tell you a novel way to exercise your mental strength."

Fan Qing asked, "What way?"

"Have you ever seen a puppet show? Use strings and fingers to control the puppet's actions. If the fingers are flexible enough, it can even make the puppet look like a living person. For people like you who have strong spiritual power, you can try Create a thing, and then use consciousness to control it, and a few more aids and obstacles next to it are very helpful for training mental power."

"It sounds reasonable, so what to make?"

"Start with the best manipulation, like making a pair of ice hands."

Fan Qing frowned slightly, not quite understanding why he made a pair of ice hands, but he followed Bian Nan's request. The ice hands were exactly the same as his hands, slender and well-defined, but they were transparent.

"and then."

"You put mental power on the ice hand, every finger, and then try to imagine that it is alive and make it soft."

Most of the things Fan Qing made in the past were dead things, and he had never made such strange things like today, but he was worthy of being a genius in the sky. After thinking about it carefully, he made his ice hands flexible in a short while.

"continue."

Bian Nan leaned against the wall of the tub and slightly raised his head: "You are such a genius, then it's time for the practical part - come and wash your hair."

Fan Qing manipulated the ice hand and looked at him silently, Bian Nan turned over and grabbed the rim of the barrel and said, "I'm a guinea pig for your experiment, what are you thinking?"

Facing Bian Nan's pure gaze, Fan Qing pursed his lips and brows, still very cold, the two just looked at each other like this, finally Fan Qing frowned and controlled the ice hand to fly over, and the ice hand was pressed against Bian Nan. on the head.

"Wash your hair with lukewarm water."

The ice pot next to it started a new round of work.

"Scoop it with a small ladle."

A brand new and delicate ladle is ready.

"There must be no water on the ground."

There is an extra device for holding waste water outside the bathtub.

Fan Qing's mental power split into several strands to meet Bian Nan's various demands. He massaged his head with icy hands, and the person being served smiled slyly and then squinted his eyes to soak in the hot water comfortably. .

Afterwards, Fan Qing, who went to pour water in the courtyard, realized what he had done after realizing what he had done, with a bit of puzzlement on his cold face.

When he went back to the room, Bian Nan had already dried his hair and put on his pajamas.

"Do you feel that the manipulation of mental power is flexible?"

Bian Nan preemptively struck, and Fan Qing subconsciously nodded.

"That means it is effective and successful!"

Fan Qing thought about it for a while and suddenly felt something was wrong. His mental power manipulation has always been very flexible. What else did he want to say, Bian Nan over there lay on the bed and put on the quilt, looking like a good boy who goes to bed early and gets up early.

"Good night."

"..." Fan Qing frowned and hesitated to speak, "Good night."

*

night.

The wind and rain outside gradually subsided.

Bian Nan opened his eyes in the middle of the night to look at Fan Qing who was meditating over there, and said in his heart: "This person has a good heart, but unfortunately he is a fool."

And Fan Qing opened his eyes and saw Bian Nan who was sleeping over there, and thought: "The child is very talented, but unfortunately he is a fool."

Alas, this is probably fate.

Nie Yuan.