I, who was the cannon fodder in the fantasy world, was entangled by the heroine

All over the mountains and plains, only the "clack" sound from the skeleton can be heard.

Holding the blood sword in his hand, Jiang Qian was just about to call out the magic book.

A huge formation appeared and instantly covered these puppets.

Countless skeletons that had just been revived screamed in pain.

"Ah ah--"

The sound resounded throughout the mass grave, and Jiang Qian subconsciously covered his ears.

Wait until the sound of mourning gradually disappears.

Those newly resurrected skeletons instantly turned into a pile of white bones on the ground.

A mountain of bones appeared in front of Jiang Qian again.

Jiang Qian looked at the scene in front of him, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

"Is that gone?"

between words.

A dry and wrinkled hand suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"You are, Jiang Qian?"

An old voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Qian rushed forward in fright, and when he turned around, he saw a scrawny old man hunched over and looking at him.

living person?

Although it looks as thin as a bone, it can still be seen that there are signs of life.

By the way, he seemed to call my name just now, do I know him?

"you know me?"

"Well, I heard about you from my disciple."

The old man walked slowly, but he could come to Jiang Qian in the blink of an eye.

"disciple?"

Jiang Qian kept filtering all the people he knew in his mind, including even enemies.

However, he didn't remember knowing anyone who had such a master.

The old man looked at Jiang Qian's puzzled face and didn't say anything more.

Just said something lightly.

"You don't have to know now, anyway, you will know later."

The words landed.

The old man waved his skinny right hand lightly.

Jiang Qian's figure disappeared into the mass grave.

Looking at the place where he disappeared, the old man muttered to himself: "The inheritor of the pavilion master, I don't know if he is qualified to rebuild the Wanmo Pavilion."

"The former Wanmo Pavilion disciples and elders are now all bones."

The old man looked at the countless bones in the mass grave, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Master, I'm back. Why, I haven't come back during this time, do you miss me?"

A clear voice came.

Immediately afterwards, the boy in black suddenly appeared in front of the old man.

The old man looked at him, his face suddenly darkened.

"As a teacher, the Illusory Poison Formation of the Ninth World, has it been taken away by you kid?"

"Hey hey, I see that thing is covered with dust, so I'll take it out to bask in the sun."

"Stinky boy, quickly bring it here!"

"Oh!"

The boy in black reluctantly returned the formation to the old man.

Seeing the intact formation, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, there is no damage, otherwise, if I want to make another one, I guess it will be impossible in this life."

The boy in black looked at the back of the old man, put his hands on the back of his head, and said leisurely: "Master is good at everything, but he misses the past too much."

The words fall.

He also followed the pace of the old man.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After Jiang Qian disappeared in the mass grave, before he realized it, he appeared in a sect.

This is out?
When he was in doubt, a pungent smell of blood came to his face.

When I looked around carefully, there were corpses everywhere.

"This is the extermination of the sect."

Jiang Qian took a few more steps and found that the closer he was to the main hall, the more corpses there would be.

When passing by the entrance of the main hall, a blood-soaked man sat on the upper seat, his body was covered with horrific wounds, and he held a long knife tightly in his right hand.

Jiang Qian looked at the man warily at first.

Out of breath?died?
He gradually discovered that the man had long since died.

So he couldn't help but relax his vigilance.

Just when he let down his vigilance, a group of people suddenly broke in and saw Jiang Qian at a glance.

"There is still a remnant of the Green Demon Sect here, kill him quickly!"

The group of people pulled out their weapons and charged towards Jiang Qian without hesitation.

"Damn, there's something wrong with this group of guys, I'm not even wearing the Zongmen costumes of these guys..."

However, the current situation cannot be left to him to explain so much.

next second.

Jiang Qian quickly pulled out the bleeding sword, his figure flickered.

When he saw his figure again, he had already appeared behind these guys.

plop~
Then they fell to the ground.

Jiang Qian stepped on a man who was still alive with his right foot, and pressed the bloody knife between his eyebrows, which was still bleeding.

"Cough cough cough..., who are you?"

"Wu Feiyu, remember it for me."

"Wu Feiyu? If you kill me, the Rakshasa Sect will definitely not let you go."

"Raksha sect? It's none of my business."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Qian pierced the man's forehead with a sword.

Little did they know, the words he had just had with that man had already spread to the Rakshasa sect.

After a while.

Jiang Qian withdrew his long sword and glanced around.

"We can't stay in this place, or we'll wait for these guys to come again."

The words landed.

He left the Green Demon Sect that had been slaughtered.

After a long time.

Jiang Qian came to a city called Loucheng.

Once entering the city, it is an extremely prosperous scene.

Unlike the other three states.

The shadows of the three major forces of Dan Pavilion, Zhenlou, and Fulu Villa can be seen everywhere in this place.

As a result, monks from the other three states would all go to Dongzhou.

When Jiang Qian was wandering around, he saw a group of people gathered in one place.

"Excuse me, let me ask, why do you gather in this place?"

Jiang Qian asked one of the men.

"You're not from Dongzhou, are you?" The man turned his head to look at Jiang Qian, who recognized him immediately.

"No." Jiang Qian shook his head and replied.

"Then I'll tell you."

"Dan Pavilion, Zhenlou, Fulu Mountain Villa, and Puppet Sect, these four strengths have attracted the elders to accept disciples here."

"However, in recent years, few people have joined the puppet sect, causing the puppet sect to decline more and more."

"I think back then, this puppet sect was able to compete with the three major forces of Dan Pavilion, Zhenlou, and Fulu Villa."

"Now, it is estimated that it is impossible."

Then, the man's voice fell to the ground.

The leading elders of Dan Pavilion, Zhenlou, and Fulu Villa appeared one after another.

Those boys and girls who want to join these three major forces can't wait.

You know, if you join these three major forces, you can use your identity to walk sideways in the four states in the future.

However, some people noticed that the Elder of the Puppet Sect did not seem to come.

"It's strange. In previous years, the leading elders of the Puppet Sect were the first to come. Why didn't they come this year?"

"You don't know? Last year, the puppet sect didn't get a single disciple, not only in our Loucheng, but also in other places in Dongzhou."

"Fuck, the Puppet Sect is a great sect anyway, and there is no one there."

"Who knows."

"..."

While they were discussing, a huge bird-shaped puppet appeared above them.

When Jiang Qian looked up, he couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously said, "It's her!"