The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

The slender neck is raised in a wonderful arc, slender and fragile, and the light blue blood vessels under the fair skin can almost be seen.

It looks harmless and gives a sense of satisfaction that can be grasped with one hand.

Feeling the cold finger rubbing against his neck, Bai Lian shrank subconsciously, and soon forced himself to relax, and even stretched his neck even harder, sending himself into the hands of the devil.

At this time, I have to thank Ji Yuan's perverted preferences in his previous life, allowing him to grasp his habits clearly!

When he was about to suppress his nausea and kiss that person, he was squeezed by that hand, and as his toes left the ground, the pain of suffocation followed, making his cheeks flushed and his eyes darkened. , Confusion.

Just when he thought he would be strangled to death, the hand that imprisoned him suddenly loosened, and his body fell to the hard floor with a muffled "boom", which was painful.

"Oh, I have a lot of spiritual stone pills and hope you to make progress, but you have raised such a cunning and picky thing, so it doesn't make people sick! No matter what, I am a bastard after all, and I have not been properly raised. It is really embarrassing. I’m home, I’ve raised you so well that I can’t see my identity clearly!”

Hearing such a straightforward humiliation, Bai Lianqi's brain began to congeal, who on earth is thinking treacherously about whom? !

He finally let go of his self-esteem and wanted to coax him for a while, but he beat him up!

Being called shameless by someone who has bad intentions towards you, he doesn't want to try that kind of shame a second time in his life.

Moreover, he was born as a concubine with low aptitude, which is his eternal pain. He can't forget the hardships he suffered in the Bai family before. When he succeeds, he will definitely pay back everything!

But now being said so bluntly, he seems to have been torn away from those glamorous appearances, kneeling here naked, accepting the contempt and ridicule from the enemy, which makes him always proud, and even more so after his rebirth The sensitive Bai Lian couldn't accept it.

Extremely hateful, extremely angry, extremely ashamed.

In the end, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell unconscious.

Looking at the hero who is still pity for me even though he is in a coma, Mu Xichen stroked his knees, as if afraid of getting some dirty things, and called the little boy to drag him away, and he didn't bother anymore.

Annoyed people or something, he said, once in a while is quite cool.

Bai Lian didn't have enough resources, so he couldn't deduct a single bit from Mu Xichen anyway. Seeing that half a year later would be the competition meeting of the major sects, Bai Lian, who had already made up his mind to become a blockbuster at that time, had no choice but to start from His admirers searched for resources, and even endured the nausea, using the methods of foraging in memory to quickly improve his cultivation.

Although the method is not good, the effect is remarkable, not to mention a natural furnace like Bai Lian.

It's a pity that he changed the double modification that can benefit both of them into one-sided supplementation. Han Chenyu's cultivation base in the late stage of Yuanying, which was originally steady and steady, now faintly shows signs of falling to the middle stage. Neglect of practice leads to a decline in cultivation.

Bai Lian did it very secretly, and with Han Chenyu's thoughts on him, he only said that the two were in love, and he was even planning to find a suitable time to ask his master to form a bond.

Time passed quickly, and soon the Zongmen Grand Competition began, and Bai Lian successfully rose to the Jindan stage.

A Jindan stage monk in his 20s, with a beautiful appearance, a lot of talent, and a master of the Mahayana stage who loves him like a jewel, all these things made Bai Lian instantly become the focus of everyone.

It can be said that it is red before the battle.

Facing all kinds of attention from the people around him, Bai Lianmu put on a face and conducted the competition calmly, his neither arrogant nor impetuous attitude instantly won the favor of most people.

Seeing the protagonist pretending, Mu Xichen yawned indifferently.

Sure enough, the original owner was too kind to him before. Although he cut off the supply of his spirit stone pills, but look at the golden and dense silk treasure clothes with a high degree of defense, look at the frost in his hand, which is called a divine weapon. Huajian can break through the opponent's defense with just one face-to-face, and there are many other magic weapons.

If he would lose in this way, then he is really a pig.

Originally there would be an incident of demons hurting people here, some demons used some magic weapon to cover them up, successfully mixed into the competition team, started killing, and blew themselves up on the eve of being caught. A little higher, and it will instantly turn into a puddle of blood.

Because the participating disciples were generally not of high level, the casualties were heavy. When the elders of the sect arrived, it was already irreversible. Many good seedlings with fair talents were strangled in the bud.

Taking advantage of the fury of the various sects and vowing to severely punish the murderer, Bai Lian took advantage of his rebirth to easily lead everyone to the Demon Cave, and intercepted some Demon Races that had not yet had time to evacuate. Although the gains were not great, they did gain This has won the recognition of the various sects and broadened the path for his future development.

Of course, the account of seducing the demons was finally led by him and settled on Ji Yuan's head.

After all, with his strength, there is no way to shake him at all. Only by making Ji Yuan a target of public criticism, can he succeed.

After sorting out the plot, Mu Xichen didn't plan to do anything. He lazily leaned on the bench, closed his eyes and rested his mind, but his spiritual consciousness spread out, silently covering everyone in the competition.

nothing out of the ordinary...

He frowned slightly, it seemed that the magic weapon of concealment was really effective.

Not far away, a man on the competition table felt the divine sense, and opened his eyes instantly. He had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were extremely deep, dark and gloomy, without a trace of light.

Following that feeling, he raised his head, and saw a young man with an unusually handsome dragon and a phoenix, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was seriously watching Dabi, but he somehow knew that this man was sleeping.

It was strange, he had seen many men and women who were obviously more beautiful than this man, but he felt some kind of indescribable attraction from that man.

This is not some vague metaphor, but something is really attracting him.

something that is his own.

Ye Beihan's brows twitched slightly, he was extremely puzzled, he had never been out of the Demon Palace, and this mission was only on a whim, and he had never come into contact with Xianxiu before, what on that man's... ?

Thinking hard to no avail, Ye Beihan quickly gave up the entanglement.

No matter what it is, just tie it up and check it out.

Then carefully looked at his face and clothing, and he knew it clearly.

Xuanqingzong's... Jiyuan Xianjun?

His thoughts were moving fast, in less than a second, the competition that was going on in full swing suddenly changed suddenly.

The slender figures suddenly swelled up and burst open, splashing blood and flesh onto the faces of the people around them. Before they could react stupidly, they saw that the scarlet-stained parts began to rot and rot rapidly.

The flesh on the surface seemed to be scalded by a raging fire, and soon the charred black disappeared, revealing the bright red muscles inside, but this is obviously not over yet, the speed of decay has not slowed down, it is getting faster and faster, soon, a living person, It turned into a puddle of pus, covering some black and smelly rotten meat, and the pungent smell kept escaping.

"Ah!!!" Many people were so frightened by this turn of events that they didn't have time to react. They didn't fully react until people kept falling down, and hastily summoned all kinds of defensive magic weapons to cover themselves.

But it's useless, those flesh and blood will soon burn holes in the magic weapon.

The person who was fighting with him one second turned into a pool of rotten flesh under his feet the next second. Even a monk with a tough heart could not accept it for a while. This kind of death was too strange.

Because they didn't want to die, they had no choice but to throw magic weapons out one by one, just to stop the rain of blood and flesh a little bit. At this time, they didn't care about any treasures at all, they just wanted to survive.

Among the panicked crowd running around, only one person was as calm as water.

Bai Lian hid in a lotus-shaped magic weapon that Ji Yuan gave him, watching with cold eyes, and occasionally seemingly couldn't bear to resist some people who couldn't bear it, earning enough goodwill.

Die, die more, the more people die, the more grateful I will be later...

The moment they discovered the great change, many elders jumped on it, but the enchantment that was originally built by them to protect everyone has now been tampered with by someone, and it has become a powerful obstacle, and no one can stop it. Going in, I can only watch the accident happen, watching the death of my beloved disciple and admired junior, and my eyes turn red instantly.

After finally waiting for the masters of the formation to work together to break the barrier, the entire martial arts arena was filled with mourning, and the corpses and flesh and blood scattered all over the ground made the elders who were used to killing change their expressions slightly.

It's not that Mu Xichen didn't take any action, it's just that when he stood up, his vision went dark, and he came to an unknown place.

The surroundings are pure darkness, not to mention that you can't see your fingers, you don't even realize your own existence, maybe the only thing that comes in is your own consciousness?

Mu Xichen frowned. The feeling that this kind of thing was out of control made him uneasy. He pinched his fingers into the palm of his hand and forced himself to calm down. The spiritual power in his body was running crazily, ensuring that no matter what happened later, he would have a fight. force.

But just as he was concentrating on it and holding his breath, something brushed past him in the darkness, and the slightly cold touch rubbed against his skin, causing him to tremble instantly.

He subconsciously turned his head to look, but of course he couldn't see anything, the extremely silent darkness enveloped him, as if it wanted to swallow him completely.

"Heh..." There was another slight gasp, this time closer, almost right next to his ear, followed by a slippery tongue, licking his neck, accompanied by a certain a very soft whisper,

"I have something on you, what is it?"

Mu Xichen's scalp was about to explode, and he quickly grabbed an ice sword in his hand and stabbed back, but someone grabbed his wrist and put him into a cold embrace. He couldn't see the man's face, But I can feel the figure of that person, it should be a tall and strong man.

"You smell so good..."