Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

When Si Cen woke up, he found that it was dark.

But it gets dark early in winter, and it’s not even seven o’clock yet.

He was still sleeping in his bed. The room was quiet and it was obvious that he was the only one there.

Maybe it’s because I slept too long last night and today, and I feel a little weak all over my body.

He stretched his limbs vigorously on the bed, then got up, opened the door and walked out in his slippers.

Halfway down the stairs he could already smell a very overbearing aroma.

Si Cen's eyes lit up, and he took two steps at a time and almost jumped down the stairs, heading straight for the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw the familiar figure inside the door.

He was wearing a brand new suit and an apron that made the proportion of his broad shoulders and waist stand out. Si Cen became aroused by the sight, so he tiptoed over, then suddenly hugged his waist from behind and said "Hey" in his ear in a threatening manner.

Unfortunately, Rong Jue could not be frightened.

The noise he made when he rushed down the stairs was so loud, how could Rong Jue not have heard it?

He tilted his head, and his usually calm expression became much softer, "Are you awake?"

Si Cen responded to this nonsense with "hmm", stretched his neck to take a look, "Wow! Braised pork trotters!"

In theory, it is not suitable for sick people to eat too greasy food.

However, because Cen Cen had been thinking about eating before they went out, and seeing that he didn't look much different from when he recovered from his illness, Rong Jue still felt soft-hearted when buying vegetables and bought the pig's trotters that he specifically requested.

"It will be ready soon. Go wash up and sit down and wait."

Si Cen rubbed his cheek hard on Rong Jue's tilted chin, said "Okay", turned around and ran away.

When he quickly washed up and came out, the food was already on the table.

Three dishes and one soup are perfect for two people. The braised pork trotter smells so fragrant, and unexpectedly it tastes even better. The trotter is soft, chewy and full of collagen. After eating a few pieces, Si Cen felt that his face had become more handsome!

After the meal, Si Cen ran around like a servile guy to help clean up the dishes, put all the pots and bowls that needed to be washed into the dishwasher, and actively wiped the table.

After finishing it, he looked at Rong Jue with a look of begging for praise.

When Rong Jue touched his head, he smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, looking very obedient.

Rong Jue knew that this little fellow was either about to get into trouble or had something to ask for.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Si Cen chuckled twice, revealing a very flattering expression, "Rong Rong, have you gone to look for my ex...friend?"

Under Rong Jue's warning gaze, Si Cen didn't dare to go too far and turned very smoothly.

"Why? What do you want to know? Are you concerned about him?"

Si Cen waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, I just want to eat some melon."

Rong Jue gave him a look that said "you better be" and said, "Let him go. He should never appear in front of you again."

Si Cen looked a little disappointed, "That's it?"

"What else do you want to do?"

"Didn't you teach him a lesson? He did such an excessive thing to me!" Si Cen looked resentful, "Rong Rong, it seems that you don't love your baby that much~"

Rong Jue couldn't bear it anymore and pinched his face, "Isn't it enough that I punished him last night?"

Si Cen sighed, "You are still too kind. All he got was a beating, but I lost my life!"

"Didn't you say that he was also our matchmaker? Without him, how could we have fallen in love at first sight?"

Si Cen: ...

Si Cen glanced at Rong Jue.

Rong Jue rubbed his face with his hands in amusement, "Don't worry, his future won't be easy."

Then he briefly talked about Zhang Shenzhi's "heirloom" and the fact that he was almost possessed by another soul. He also said that the residual soul was mixed with a large amount of demonic energy, which caused irreversible damage to Zhang Shenzhi's body and soul.

In a nutshell, it won't end well.

After hearing this, Si Cen thought of something else. He stroked his chin thoughtfully, "How did that stinky old man Zhang Zhidao fall to this state?"

At the same time, he also realized, "I have made temporary arrangements for the Yishan formation, and asked Xuanmen to make up for it in time, but it has not changed the past, has it?"

It was obvious that the past had not been changed, and they had actually noticed it since the night they arrived here.

Because there was still no detectable fluctuation of spiritual energy in the air, it proved that the spiritual vein was still not preserved thirty years ago and history had not changed.

Maybe because this is the main background of the original text, it cannot be changed no matter what you do?

Then... Rong Jue still can't escape the fate of being killed in the sacrifice formation?

Si Cen's bright mood suddenly turned bad after he ate the delicious pig's trotters.

Rong Jue could obviously see what he was thinking, and his eyes darkened, but he just touched his head and didn't say anything to comfort him.

There was no way to comfort him. In fact, he had already had a premonition from the beginning that the past could not be changed.

The moment he was chosen by Lingqiao, his fate was determined.

But he was happy that he changed the future.

For him, it was enough that his Cen Cen didn't have to die miserably and painfully at the bottom of an icy river at such a young age.

Even he hadn't expected that this time he would be able to stay by his side and protect him in Cen Cen's darkest moment.

Nothing could make him feel more fulfilled than this.

Even though he clearly felt that the time he could stay here was getting shorter and shorter, even such a short few days of companionship was enough for him to remember.

But in fact, Rong Jue was not completely free of worries.

It is like in this world which clearly has no spiritual energy at all, a residual soul carrying evil spirit was found in Zhang Shenzhi.

He could not assert that this was the only one that slipped through the net.

Perhaps when he self-destructed, he failed to completely destroy the gate to the other world, or something slipped through.

That means the world will not always be so peaceful, and chaos may break out again at any time.

Thinking of this, Rong Jue glanced at the small stone that he had casually thrown into the corner after bringing it back.

It seems that when he returns and blows up the gate to the other world, he must be more foolproof.

We can’t leave any hidden dangers in Cen Cen’s world.

Rong Jue made the decision without showing any emotion to Si Cen.

Little did he know that Si Cen was thinking the same thing.

Zhang Zhidao might have been taken advantage of by the demons when Rongrong blew up the spiritual vein. He probably did not die in that battle, but survived.

But Si Cen knew best how good the demons were at corrupting a person.

It is estimated that Zhang Zhidao turned evil after being eroded. Before his death, he found Zhang Shenzhi, a descendant with a weak Zhang family bloodline. He might want to take over his body to be reborn so that he would have more time to stir up trouble.

All in all, the chaos in the world and the revival of the supernatural after several decades may have something to do with him.