Help!After being transformed into cannon fodder, he was doted on by the yandere villain.

The Yulun Sect's mountain road is long, and it cannot fly with a sword. It can only rely on two legs to be self-sufficient.

"Senior Brother, you're gone. Senior Brother Xiao doesn't know how sad he must be."

As Xie Xingchen went down the mountain, he thought about Xiao Yihe's expression, with pain and reluctance.

He couldn't bear to look at it.

Mo Xiaosheng held Xie Xingchen's arm, looked at the distant mountains, and sighed: "I don't want to do that, but I can't help myself. He has things he should do, and I also have things I should do. .”

Xie Xingchen: "Senior Brother, has Senior Brother Xiao confessed his love to you?"

Mo Xiaosheng hummed, "Thank you, junior brother, how do you know?"

"You guessed it." Xie Xingchen said, "Senior brother, we are all together. When you see Senior Brother Xiao feeling sad, don't you feel sad?"

Mo Xiaosheng said: "It must be uncomfortable, but it's not like I will never see him again, and it's not like he will never see me again. What's the point?"

"This young master is not like those people in the book. If I don't see my Taoist companion for one day, I will seek death and survive."

Xie Xingchen couldn't help but exclaimed: "Senior brother, your realm is so high."

Mo Xiaosheng: "Haha, I learned this from another story book. Don't be too envious of me."

The two chatted for a while and then went down the mountain.

Sure enough, there was a steward of the Mo family at the foot of the mountain. The steward was gorgeously dressed. Seeing that Mo Xiaosheng's calf was injured, he looked worried and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

The steward said: "Young Master, what's wrong with your legs?"

He grew up watching Mo Xiaosheng. Although Mo Xiaosheng had an arrogant temperament, she was not the type to offend others and would not be bullied by the disciples of the sect.

Mo Xiaosheng patted the back of the old steward's hand and said comfortingly: "It's okay, I just fell down and scratched my flesh a little."

The old steward's eyes were filled with distress.

Mo Xiaosheng has been pampered since she was a child. She used to cry so much that she wanted to die if she only suffered a slight flesh injury. Now she is so calm. She has grown up after all.

Mo Xiaosheng took the old steward's hand and got into the carriage, but Xie Xingchen didn't come up. He raised the curtain of the carriage and asked, "Junior brother Xie? Aren't you going with me, young master?"

Xie Xingchen stood under the carriage and shook his head, "No, senior brother, I won't bother you anymore."

Mo Xiaosheng felt a little regretful, but then expressed his understanding. He threw a jade pendant to Xie Xingchen outside the curtain, "If something happens to you, Junior Brother Xie, please come to the Mo family to find me."

"As for Master Qi, don't be too sad."

Xie Xingchen took the jade pendant and nodded.

"Bye, bye, the next one will be better." Mo Xiaosheng comforted him and said, "If you feel lonely in the future, come to Mo's house to find my young master, and I will introduce you to a Taoist companion."

Xie Xingchen broke into a cold sweat and refused: "No, no, senior brother, I'm leaving first."

"Okay, thank you, junior brother, for taking care of yourself along the way!" Mo Xiaosheng felt a little regretful, then lowered the curtain and asked the coachman to hurry up.

Xie Xingchen turned around, and as if the soles of his feet were oiled, he fled quickly and disappeared from Mo Xiaosheng's field of vision.He was afraid that Mo Xiaosheng behind him would drag him to find a new Taoist companion.

Although the dead Taoist companion can still be found, the problem is that Qi Hanzhi is not dead yet.

This much is not good.

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Xie Xingchen left Yulun Sect and walked for another day. When night fell, he entered an inn.

The inn was brightly lit, business was booming, guests were drinking and drinking, and there was endless laughter and laughter. It was so lively.

Xie Xingchen chose a seat to sit down, put the baggage aside, and called the waiter over.

"A cup of tea," Xie Xingchen looked down at the menu and then closed it. He raised his head and asked the waiter, "Is it free?"

The waiter came running very happily, but when he heard the word "free", his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he moved over reluctantly.

The waiter's mouth twitched and he said harshly: "That's right. If you still come to the inn if you don't have money, you are a poor man."

He said the latter sentence extremely quietly, but Xie Xingchen still heard it. Xie Xingchen shrugged and was not angry.

When the waiter turned around and went back, he secretly cursed Xie Xingchen as a poor man.

While Xie Xingchen was waiting for the tea to be served, he sat on a wooden bench and looked through the shadow stones that Qi Hanzhi had left for him.

According to Qi Han, the Shadow Stone records some things that happened in the Dragon Clan in the past, which may help Xie Xingchen remember something.

Xie Xingchen was busy practicing swordsmanship before and had no time to watch. Now that he was kicked out of the sect and became a casual cultivator, he actually had free time.

The shadow stone in his hand glowed with a burst of light, and the fluorescent dots gathered into an image, which was displayed on the table like a slide.

In the Dragon City Hall, the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

The dragons of different shapes that have not yet transformed into human form are entangled on one side, entangled on the beams, looking at the leader above the main hall.

The leader of the dragon clan is different from the dragon clan below. He has transformed into a human form early.

He was sitting in the temple in human form, with a solemn look on his face, quite majestic.

"Only the strong deserve to live in this world, and the weak will only die."

As soon as his voice fell, the dragon clan below, entrenched on the beams and pillars, could not restrain their violent impulses and attacked their fellow clansmen.

The dragon's claws tore through the dragon's scales, then embedded themselves deeply into the flesh, taking out the dragon's internal organs, and blood spread all over the hall.

In the end, the dragon clan in the palace suffered numerous casualties, and only a few dragons were still alive.

Xie Xingchen quickly recognized Qi Hanzhi among the dragons.

At that time, Qi Hanzhi was still a little boy and not very old.

Among the several dragons, he looked particularly weak. His scales had been scratched several times and were covered with scars.

Even though he knew the outcome, Xie Xingchen still couldn't help but take a breath for Qi Hanzhi and his heart twisted.

But at that time, although Qi Han was young, he was very sophisticated.

He understood where the fatal weakness of his kind was, and he struck quickly and accurately, killing the opponent in just an instant, which was so terrifying.

Several dragons were wary, and after looking at each other for a few seconds, they unanimously planned to deal with this troublesome one first, and attacked Qi Hanzhi together.

These dragons besieged Qi Hanzhi. Even if Qi Hanzhi took a sideways approach and fought back desperately, he was still outnumbered and his eyes were scratched by one of the dragons.

But even though his eyes were injured, Qi Hanzhi still killed the dragons that attacked him in the end. The blood was dripping and dyed his whole body red, which was bright and dazzling.

"Yes, he is indeed my king's son." The leader of the dragon clan laughed, "He is better than those bastards."

Qi Han said nothing, only listened to his laughter, and felt cold in his heart.

The hybrid in the name of the leader of the dragon clan refers to the dragon species he gave birth to through promiscuous intercourse with the human race, and their bloodline is impure.

And those bastards died at the hands of Qi Hanzhi just now.

When he returned, it was already dark. Qi Hanzhi transformed into a human form earlier than the other dragons. He walked all the way back to his residence.

After the young man returned to the house in the dark, he fell on the cold bed, letting the blood flow freely, and the cold penetrated his whole body.

He raised his hand and covered his bleeding eyes. He was sweating from the pain, but he just gritted his teeth and endured it.