Amnesiac Long Aotian's Cannon Fodder Master [Transmigration Book]

Ji Wuren's injury this time was serious, after all, it was impossible for Lin Qingheng's trick to only cause him to lose his memory.

Lin Qingheng went to see him a few times, seeing that he was healing while practicing, so he didn't bother him.

The next day, after he ordered the black puppet and the seventh elder, he asked people to reorganize the Mozun hall.

When the original owner first arrived, he gave the Mozun Palace a big renovation. No matter how high-profile and luxurious it was, the rare treasures he had searched for in the past few years were everywhere. His gloomy and low-key style was completely destroyed, and he completely regarded himself as the master of this place.

Today he has removed those eye-catching decorations and dismissed most of his servants. Before he could finish his orders, the little devil boy came in to report: "My lord, Mr. Yansing is here."

Lin Qingheng thought to himself, here we come.

"Let him in."

A young son stepped into the hall, walked towards Lin Qingheng, and saluted with a smile: "Is there anything happy today, Lord?"

Lin Qingheng thought expressionlessly, your eyes may be crooked, why am I happy?

"Mr. Yanxi is the one. You easily provoked the struggles of all parties in the demon clan, but now you are standing behind the scenes safely and soundly. You are really young and promising."

Yan Xi didn't mind the sarcasm in Lin Qingheng's words at all, instead he sat down with great interest, keeping his eyes on Lin Qingheng.For some reason, he felt that Lin Qingheng was a little different today.

"It's not that the Lord is in front, the Lord has returned from the Valley of Myriad Demons, and his cultivation is profound and boundless, so I can hide behind the Lord and get a shelter."

"Congratulations, Mr. Yan Xi can have such a cultivation base at such a young age, he really has a bright future." Lin Qingheng flattered each other with him without changing his face, and was shocked in his heart. Not many people knew that he came from the Valley of Myriad Demons. Is this man a dog's nose, and can he still smell the Valley of Myriad Demons on him?

Yan Xi looks feminine, and he is also very shady. He has been in the devil world for many years. He doesn't show off his mountains and dew, and rarely shows off. But in fact, he is responsible for many major events. The kind of person who goes here.

This time the original owner returned to the Demon Realm with a high profile, and this person seized the opportunity to join him. He came up with a lot of bad ideas, which were very in line with the original owner's style of work, and he was easily favored. The two of them worked closely together for a while.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. My lord seems to have changed a lot. I think you have removed a lot of things that you usually like very much. Are you tired of seeing them? You can let me find them for you again."

The corners of Lin Qingheng's mouth twitched indistinctly. Looking at Shang Yansan's straightforward gaze, he recalled how the real original owner would respond, and immediately gave up. The original owner probably either pulled Yansing to talk about his ideas to torture himself, or told him Yansing went to torture others together.

"Don't worry, those things really make me tired, let me dry my eyes for a while before I talk about it." Lin Qingheng smiled and skipped his previous sentence.

At this time, the little devil boy came in to deliver things to them, and a small table was full of food and drink, all of which were very delicate, which was also caused by the original owner's personality that liked to show off.

Lin Qingheng's eyes twitched as he looked at the things that the little devil boy brought up. In the center were two cups that were so red that they were black, surrounded by a faint black mist, and exuded a strange smell.

Yan Yan's eyes lit up: "Is this the latest blend from the Lord? It looks very good. It is based on human blood, added various parts of monsters and refined by secret methods, and then frozen to suppress the taste." He sniffed it, " Smells very fresh."

Lin Qingheng: "..." You smell this smell and touch your conscience and say it again, how does it smell?

Lin Qingheng really couldn't drink this stuff, so he said to the little devil boy who hadn't left yet: "You, stop first."

His tone was not particularly good, originally he wanted someone to pack up the rest of the stuff in the inventory and send them to Yan Xi, but before he could say anything, the little devil boy fell to his knees with a "plop" and kept saying beg for mercy:

"Please ask the master to spare my life, villain, villain will never dare again, master, calm down, calm down..."

Seeing this, Lin Qingheng's mood became even worse, what are you afraid of, I didn't say anything!

Yan Yan asked quite interestedly: "Master, do you want to add some ingredients temporarily? Fresh blood can improve freshness."

What a fart!It seems that the temporary slaughter of a person is not a big deal to the original owner, no wonder all the servants are afraid to go to the guillotine when they see him.

Lin Qingheng let out a sigh of relief, it's better not to give it away, in case Yansie also had a sudden whim to slaughter people for blood, it would be tantamount to indirectly harming others.

"Get up, go down, don't come in again."

The little boy couldn't believe that he could escape, and almost crawled out.

Yan Yan propped his chin and looked at Lin Qingheng, narrowing his slender phoenix eyes slightly: "My lord... really changed, I never knew that my lord would have such a talkative day."

Lin Qingheng: "Everyone is subject to change. Mr. Yan, what's the matter with you this time?"

Yan Yan chuckled lightly: "Your Majesty, forgot? You asked me to come to you two days ago, saying that you had arrested that rude and reckless man Shanzhuo, and you wanted me to come up with an idea on how to humiliate him." .”

Lin Qingheng: "!" Why did he forget this, the reason why Ji Wuren sneaked into the Mozun Palace yesterday was to rescue Shan Zhuo, but he didn't expect him to come here to disturb it, Ji Wuren didn't Rescued people, but also lost memory and forgot about it.

Lin Qingheng's headache, Shan Zhuo is Ji Wuren's right-hand man, the original owner took a lot of effort to get him back, and locked him in the stone room of the Mozun Palace, how can he let him go without being obtrusive?

"Of course I remember, then let's go." Lin Qingheng got up and went out without touching the cup of dark food on the table.

Yan Yan followed him up, glanced at the small table before leaving, frowned, then relaxed, with an indistinct smile on the corner of his mouth: interesting.

Shan Zhuo was imprisoned in an underground stone room on the west side of the Mozun Hall. There were several guards outside the stone room, and they all bowed and saluted when they saw them.

Lin Qingheng waved them back and walked down the stairs first.

In the empty underground stone room, there were permanent lights all around, and a person was hanging in the air by two thick chains.That man was really tall, two and a half times as big as Lin Qingheng, his upper body was covered with protruding muscles, and the scars left by various instruments of torture on his body were densely packed, bloodstained, all thanks to the original owner, and there was a whip mark directly It was drawn on the face, leaving a very conspicuous scar.

Lin Qingheng sharply saw the dark lines on the chain that appeared and then disappeared, presumably this chain locked Shan Zhuo's entire cultivation.

As soon as Shan Zhuo saw Lin Qingheng, he cursed: "God devil, you despicable and shameless villain, I, Shan Zhuo, will tear down your bones one by one one day, and let you watch your bones being eaten by dogs."

"Hmph," Lin Qingheng snorted coldly, "It's just you? Only a brainless piece of meat with brute force, the dog probably likes you more."

Shan Zhuo was hung in the air with nowhere to exert his strength, struggling with his feet and hands: "Go ahead if you have the ability, do you think I am afraid of you, I still think you died in some corner yesterday, you XXX of XXX, I am XXXXXX..." The iron chain was violently rattled by him, making a rumbling sound that echoed in the stone room.

... This person is really capable of attracting hatred. Even at this point, he can't learn to speak less harsh words and get hurt less.

That Shanzhuo was still roaring provocatively: "Devil, put me down if you can, and watch me beat you into a lump of mud! You bastard XXXX."

Lin Qingheng pretended to be irritated, and flew forward angrily: "Shut up, if you can resist a finger from me, I will give you a chance to humiliate yourself!" After finishing speaking, he shot two strong winds, It hit the top of the chain connecting the stone chamber, and the chain fell down with a sound, and the lingering "slow down" was drowned in the huge roar.

Shan Zhuo himself didn't expect that Lin Qingheng would let him go, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, stepped on the chains and struggled hard to break the two chains, and fell to the ground casually.

"Devil, take your life!" After speaking, he rushed towards Lin Qingheng.

Lin Qingheng's cheeks were slightly stiff, and he felt that he couldn't escape this fight. The person he saved was a fool, and he would come to beat him if he let him go. He was really worried about Ji Wuren. Will this person really not delay things in the future?

It's not easy to be a good person these days!

Shan Zhuo's moves are the same as his own, open and close, like physical collision, a pair of fists as big as his face roaring towards him.

Lin Qingheng used palms to fists, palms and fists connected to each other, and a circle of fluctuations spread out around them. Then the dense fists fell continuously, and the strong wind swept away all the gravel and dust on the ground. Had to avoid the edge temporarily.

After beating for a while, Lin Qingheng saw that he was endless, so he could only think of a way to lure this fool out. He kicked Shan Zhuo away and slammed it on the stone wall, his eyes were red angrily, and he said the lines: "Come out for me, I chopped you up outside."

After speaking, he turned around and flew out of the stone room.

Shan Zhuo slammed on the stone wall, followed closely behind, "The dog devil, I will swallow you!"

In the stone room, there was only Yan Yan standing on the sidelines watching the battle. His eyes were squinted by the strong wind, and the raised hair fell down. Looking at the clean and empty stone room, he was silent for a while, feeling that something was wrong. Something was wrong, and followed him out.

Outside the stone room, the two fought loudly, flying flowers and grass, and the house collapsed. It was much bigger than the movement between Lin Qingheng and Ji Wuren yesterday. Almost everyone ran out to check the situation. After all, the former Lin Qingheng was never in his magic There was a lot of killing in the hall, let alone letting people destroy it so recklessly.

Although Yan Xi was very good at keeping things calm, Lin Qingheng was taken aback by Lin Qingheng.He left the place in a flash, and the place where he was standing just now was hit by a small rockery by Shan Zhuo, and the ground was covered with flowers.

Lin Qingheng counted the time and felt that the time was coming. Sure enough, just as he turned sideways to get away from the things thrown by the irritable Shan Zhuo, he heard a shout: "Master!"

Ji Wuren finally came out, without wasting the movement he had worked so hard to make.