Help! I was a cannon fodder and was pushed back by the heroine at the beginning

Outside the long pavilion, the wind rustled the bamboo leaves.

Tian Yan was currently messaging his best friend Leng Qingzhu, explaining why he had come to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.

"Xiao Youwei told me that she always felt anxious for no apparent reason."

"Thinking that you are one of her few closest relatives in the world, she asked me to come to Donghuang to see you."

Leng Qingzhu snorted when he heard this: "Oh, this traitor, is he so panicked because he is worried that I will kill that stinky man?"

Tian Yan said helplessly: "She is really worried about you."

Leng Qingzhu looked at Tian Yan accusingly and said, "I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you shouldn't spoil her!"

Tian Yan had long been accustomed to the tone of her best friend's speech, and said: "I'm not spoiling her, I just predicted that you would be in danger of bloodshed."

Leng Qingzhu was stunned: "A bloody disaster?"

Tian Yan explained: "I calculated that when you break through the bottleneck of your cultivation, you might suffer a bloody accident, which means your life will be in danger."

"Although it's just a possibility, since you're my best friend, I have to help you and take a look at my substitute doll."

At this point, Tian Yan looked at Leng Qingzhu curiously, his golden eyes glowing slightly:

"Qingzhu, I can clearly sense that your cultivation has indeed improved a little bit, so how did you survive this disaster?"

Leng Qingzhu lied without changing his expression: "There is no robbery at all. I got the treasure from the secret realm and came out directly."

Tian Yan frowned slightly: "You mean, I made a wrong prediction?"

Leng Qingzhu nodded and smiled, "Yes, didn't you say the word 'maybe' just now? Plus, we were so far apart at the time, it's normal that you made a mistake."

Although he was smiling, Leng Qingzhu was secretly cursing at Ning Changge:

"Damn Ning Changge! You damned stinky man! You almost exposed me!"

Leng Qingzhu was very sure that her best friend Tian Yan would not have made a mistake in her calculations. If she had, she would not have been able to become the head of the Tianji Pavilion.

So after hearing her talk about her bloody disaster, Leng Qingzhu's first thought was that he was being surrounded and killed by a group of demon kings.

But when she heard later that "her cultivation had improved a little bit", she suddenly felt unwell.

Because only when she did that kind of thing with that stinky man would her bottleneck loosen.

At this moment, Leng Qingzhu finally understood what Tian Yan meant by "bloody disaster".

It clearly refers to a woman's first time.

He was indeed bleeding, and the blood was still on Ning Changge's white coat.

"is it?"

Tian Yan was a little skeptical. She was very confident in her algorithm, but how could her best friend lie to her?

"Of course!"

Leng Qingzhu was afraid that Tian Yan would ask more questions. After all, one lie would have to be covered up with countless lies. She quickly changed the subject and said:

"By the way, why are you here? And what about those two people playing chess in the pavilion?"

As the palace master of the top sect in the region, Leng Qingzhu naturally knew the eminent monk from the Great Leiyin Temple - Shenshu.

And the military strategist of the Demonic Cult - Ji Kongming.

Both of them are powerful people who have overcome tribulation, but now they are gathered here to play chess. It is hard not to doubt the purpose of their coming here!

Tian Yan didn't think much about it and said, "I originally wanted to use the Heavenly Secret Mirror to find you, but I accidentally discovered that Senior Sister Xue Qing is here."

"Because of the blood sacrifice she told me last time, I was a little worried so I came to find her."

At this point, Tian Yan glanced at the two people in the pavilion, and saw Shen Shu throwing the black pieces on the chessboard, and continued:

"As for these two, I saw them playing chess when I arrived. It looked like they had been playing for several days and nights."

Leng Qingzhu only cares about one thing: "Blood sacrifice?!"

Tian Yan was about to explain the matter, but suddenly, he heard the word "Lan Ke", and his beautiful face suddenly changed slightly.

"how?"

Leng Qingzhu naturally noticed her obvious change.

Tian Yan turned his head and looked at the eminent monk in the pavilion who was wearing a red cassock, and said slowly:

"According to the secret records in the pavilion, it is said that in ancient times, there was a saint who entered Taoism through chess. He invited the immortals from heaven to come down and play chess with him."

"Perhaps the two were evenly matched in chess, and they only wanted to defeat each other, so they didn't notice that a woodcutter came up to them and stopped to watch."

"When the game was about to end, the chess master finally noticed the woodcutter watching the game. He didn't say anything, but just said, "Old man, you've been watching for so long, why don't you hurry down the mountain?"

"The woodcutter laughed after hearing this, and said, 'Master, you are really good at joking. I estimate that you only watched for half an hour. How can it be as long as you say?'"

"The chess master ignored the woodcutter and said to the immortal, 'I lost,' and left. The immortal also left."

"The woodcutter was the only one left. When he stood up and prepared to leave, he found that the axe he used to chop wood had completely rotted. He was so scared that he quickly ran back home, but the village was gone."

In the pavilion, Shen Shu chanted the Buddha's name softly: "Amitabha, you are worthy of being the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion. You actually know this chess game so well."

On the other hand, Xue Qing was confused after hearing this and said, "Strange, how come this story is completely different from what Shen Shu told me?"

However, the next second, she got the answer.

"Whether the rumor is true or not, no one knows. However, in the tens of thousands of years since then, countless chess geniuses have wanted to replicate this Lan Ke chess game, but no one has succeeded, until..."

Three voices with different timbres sounded at the same time:

"Five hundred years ago, during the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the last imperial master, Wei Juzheng, appeared."

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the other side.

In the Wanshou Mountains, on a winding path, Ning Changge walked towards Bai Xian'er while looking inward in his mind.

The fastest way to see Bai Xianer was naturally to teleport, but what was written in Dabao's book attracted his attention.

[Three things a man should protect throughout his life: a woman's breasts, a woman's cherry lips, and a promise to a woman. ]

[And Feng Qinxue, a married man, the upright Ning Changge naturally disdains to be Boss Cao. He can't protect the first two, but he can protect the last one! ]

【Therefore, the plot of the fourth scenario officially begins. 】

"Dabao, you...I haven't finished my second script yet."

Ning Changge was a little surprised. The fourth script had actually been written long ago, but it was as good as not being written at all because it was full of question marks.

I just didn't expect that just a slight contact with the heroine's mother would push the main storyline forward.

[I can't help it. This is the setting. As the master comes into contact with more and more women in the future, the plot will advance faster and faster.]

"But I don't have that much time."

[Master, there is a long way to go, just take your time. ]

"I can only take my time."

Having said that, Ning Changge continued to read on.

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ps: Today is the college entrance examination, good luck to everyone!