Cannon fodder always wants to be the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

In front of him was an illusory and empty white cloud, which made Jing Fansheng subconsciously feel that he was still on Wuliang Mountain.

But he walked forward slowly, pushing away the clouds and smoke around him, but he could see the green willows and fragrant grasses on both sides of the road.

He was puzzled, and felt that this place seemed to be more humane than the scenery on Wuliang Mountain.

After walking for a while, the thick fog in front of me gradually thinned out.

In the distance, a thatched hut surrounded by a fence appeared in the field of vision.

In the fence, a handsome young man in white clothes with clear brows was pursing his lips and swinging his sword seriously.

Jing Fansheng felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar and kind.But he couldn't think of where he was familiar with, and he didn't feel the need to think about it at all.

The joyful mood in his heart seemed to be pushing him to keep walking forward, and he had always been a person who couldn't walk well.With a light tap of his toes, he jumped over the high fence.

Seeing him coming back, the young man in white in the courtyard stopped waving his sword, his eyes shining brightly like stars.

Jing Fansheng couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and twisted his hands on the other's clean and flawless face: "Please! Your name is Yan Yuan, and you are not serious. You only know how to meditate and practice swords and weapons all day long. , can't you just smile?"

The words came out of his mouth in a flash, and Jing Fansheng didn't remember until he finished speaking. Isn't this young man in white clothes his little brother Yan Xiaoran who he rescued from the Wuliang Sword after traveling thousands of miles and took care of him with all his heart and soul?

However, the young man on the opposite side who was looking at him kindly did not make any answer.

Looking up again, the young man whose face was pulled by him was actually replaced by a white jade and silver crown with an expressionless Yan Xiaoran's face!

Although the face is exactly the same, the breath is much colder in vain, it is no longer as intimate as before, but it makes people feel very strange.

That's right, it's a stranger.

Jing Fansheng was horrified, but before he could react, the scene around him changed in vain.

Still inside the fence surrounded by vines and green vines, a tall man with a messy hair bun, almost naked and messy, with red eyes and a ferocious expression, Jing Fansheng was being tightly grasped by his throat with his iron-like hands Can't break free.

Facing the pair of black eyes replaced by scarlet, Jing Fansheng's heart shuddered.

Despair gradually spread from the bottom of my heart layer by layer like a tide.Not only because no matter how much you open your mouth to breathe, it is difficult to retain the oxygen that is gradually disappearing in your body, but also because of the gradual collapse of the sea of ​​consciousness, the severe pain of being split and sucked away by the soul, and the gradual disappearance of the Nascent Soul in the dantian. Spiritual power.

At this time, Jing Fansheng was unable to take care of anything else, he used the little spiritual power left in his body to pinch the sword formula with one hand, and the Jinghong Sword that had been hanging on his waist all year round came out of its sheath with its unique sound of dragon whistling.

The Jinghong Sword is a rare high-grade fairy sword in the world, and every time it is unsheathed, it must have amazing special effects that can lift mountains and surpass the world.This time is no exception.

As soon as the sword was out of its sheath, it contained powerful spiritual power, as if carrying a force of ten thousand hectares, it shook off the person who was choking him.

Jing Fansheng was thrown far away on the ground, he vomited a mouthful of blood, his body shook violently, and opened his eyes suddenly.

What floated in front of my eyes was a thin layer of light blue halo, vague and shadowy, making people unable to see the scene on the other side clearly.

The suffocating feeling of being tightly strangled in the dream still existed. Jing Fansheng was so frightened that he turned around and sat up, but found an arm tightly around his waist.Because it was too tight, he had to lie on the ground again before he could sit up.

After being frightened, Jing Fansheng finally woke up from the memory-like dream just now, and remembered a series of things that happened before.

When he was killing monsters, he fainted due to excessive use of spiritual power. After waking up, he heard Yan Xiaoran's male favorite Elder Xunying mocking him, and then wanted to completely get along with Yan Xiaoran. Xiao Ran's heart draws a clear line.

How easy is it to want someone who has been obsessed with himself for ten years to stop looking for himself?In the blink of an eye in the bamboo house, Jing Fansheng thought of this Luoshui Lake.

The water quality of Luoshui is special, and the word used to describe it in the original book is "a feather does not float".According to Jing Fansheng's understanding, it should be a strong corrosive liquid such as strong acid, which can not only corrode the body, but also damage the spiritual power.Normal people and animals falling into it will inevitably be corroded clean within a few breaths.This is also the reason why the monks who participated in the hunting banquet thousands of years ago chose to build the demon refining tower on the island in the middle of the lake.

However, people in the world only know that Luoshui is a thing that even the great powers can't touch during the tribulation period, but Jing Fansheng knows that there is actually a hidden hole under the lake with his golden finger after reading the original book.

The consciousness of the big demon in the novel was released by someone with ulterior motives. Because his soul, body and spiritual power were almost exhausted in the demon refining tower, he hid for a while in the small world at the bottom of Luoshui Lake. time.At this time, Jing Fansheng, who happened to catch up with the original book, was conspired and thrown into Luoshui because he inadvertently learned that Wuliangjian had an elder who was going to rebel.

The elder thought that Jing Fansheng was bound to die, and that there would be no corpse left, but he didn't expect that Jing Fansheng's special constitution, although Luoshui had a great influence on him, could not put him to death The situation of Taoism.

The trick is that if the male protagonist falls into a certain new map, he will definitely be hit by a big chance, but if it is a cannon fodder that falls into a secret realm... the end waiting for him is to be killed by a man with only a soul body. The big demon manipulated to do all kinds of bad things, and was finally killed by the righteous people all over the world.

This period of cause and effect was something that the author briefly mentioned during the siege of Fumo Town, but it was enough for Jing Fansheng to know the secret place at the bottom of Luoshui Lake, and the fact that Luoshui could not really hurt his life, which made others feel terrified. .

Because Jing Fansheng in the original book was beaten into Luoshui and controlled at the bottom of the lake, Jing Fansheng tried his best to reform back then, and proposed to strictly isolate the area between the Demon Refining Tower and Luoshui Lake. No one other than the suzerain of each sect has permission to enter.

Even so, he was still very shy about this place, and would not even come around the Demon Refining Tower easily on weekdays.

But now that his sea of ​​consciousness has shattered by accident, he is not afraid of being hidden by some big monster and then controlled.

It was also for this reason that he thought of a way to escape by using this secret place at the bottom of the lake.By the way, I also came to find out if the big monster was still locked up in the demon refining tower.

After all, for people in this world, if they fall into Luoshui, they cannot survive.He had a good idea in his mind - he had faked his death in front of Yan Xiaoran once, and then changed his appearance again, this time he was determined to be careful not to show any lies in front of others.By the way, let Yan Xiaoran, the real hero, be a witness of his own death. From now on, no one will doubt that Taoist Fansheng is still alive in this world, and it will be much more convenient for him to do things in the future.

He wasn't afraid that Eleven would be worried, because there was a blood connection between the two of them, and when they explained everything about themselves before leaving the valley, the two had discussed how to get the golden cicada out of its shell.

...He obviously has thought it through!

Thanks to him, in order for Yan Xiaoran to treat Shiyi kindly in the future, he racked his brains to say such a touching... last words!

I didn't expect that when I saw myself falling into the water, this kid jumped down with me without even thinking about it!

Even now, I still hug tightly!

When Jing Fansheng fell into the water on the first day of junior high school, he was also eroded by the lake water. Now he only feels severe pain all over his body, his dantian is empty, his whole body is weak, and he has no strength at all, so he lay there and didn't want to get up.

There was still that thin layer of blue halo in front of my eyes, but in the blink of an eye, the color became much lighter than before, making it even thinner.

This meant that Yan Xiaoran could hardly hold on anymore.

It's strange, he is clearly unconscious, but he is still holding on to the sky shield.

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Jing Fansheng tried his best to turn his body in Yan Xiaoran's arms, and pushed the people around him.

In this world, everyone knows that once they fall into Luoshui, they will definitely end up dead.

Silently recalling the previous scene where this man jumped down without hesitation after his face was stunned, and then opened one of his natal magic weapons, the Tiangang hood, to protect himself in his arms. For the first time, Jing Fansheng Feel a little lost.

He knew that there was a hole in the bottom of the lake and that he would not die, so he dared to jump down.

But Yan Xiaoran didn't know!

How did he want to jump off with him?

Even with the protection of a high-grade fairy-level natal magic weapon, why did he jump out of the lake water that even the great powers in the tribulation period dare not touch?

Even if it is the real hero of this world, he will die.What's more, Yan Xiaoran didn't know that he was actually the hero in a book favored by the author!

I still remember that the moment I entered the water, I felt severe pain all over my body like a burning fire. Although I knew that I would not die, it was inevitable that I felt fear and retreat in my heart.Until Yan Xiaoran grabbed him and tightly protected him in the sky shield.

At this moment, he himself is still tightly hugged by the other party, unable to move, and even no matter how the other party pushes him, he doesn't respond.

Jing Fansheng suddenly remembered some reports he had read in the original world, such as the story of the child's mother or teacher guarding the cub tightly after the earthquake, and would not let go even if he died.

The situation he is facing now looks a bit similar no matter how you look at it.

But Jing Fansheng didn't think that Yan Xiaoran would really be like this.

He once played a stand-alone version of a 3D virtual game, in which the setting is that if the protagonist dies, the entire world where the protagonist lives will also collapse.Jing Fansheng has personally observed this point, and it seems that the world he is in now is also set up in this way - if he was not afraid of the collapse of the world, he would have killed the male protagonist a hundred years ago when he was still in his infancy.

Since the world is still in order now, it proves that people with almost half of their bodies pressed against themselves are still alive and well.

Jing Fansheng didn't have the strength now, so he finally pulled out his arm. Seeing that the other party didn't respond at all, he wanted to pat Xiao Ranjun's pale and handsome face.

"Snapped!"

Before his fingers could touch the other's flawless skin, suddenly, the halo surrounding his body shattered.The only one comparable to the Kunlun Divine Artifact, said to be able to withstand at least five times of lightning calamity, known as the strongest shield in the world, and one of Xiao Ranjun's natal magic weapons, the Tiangang Shield was completely shattered.

The originally motionless man suddenly twitched violently. He unconsciously raised his upper body, turned his head and spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The natal magic weapons are all bound to the divine consciousness.Once damaged, the bound person will be severely injured due to backlash, not to mention that his magic weapon is completely broken, and the damage will definitely be even greater.

Jing Fansheng took the opportunity to get up, supported Yan Xiaoran against a wall next to him, fumbled for a pill from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth.

He had already been disarmed by Mr. Xiao Ran on the Wuliang Mountain before, and he didn't have any inventory on him, but because he was really idle and moldy, he made some pills, and some of them happened to heal this kind of spiritual damage.

It was originally intended to relieve my headache, but I didn't expect it to come in handy.

The top-grade moistening soul pill, which is hard to find in thousands of stones, just appeared in his pocket when the hero needed it.

... I was really born to be the hero's golden finger.

Jing Fansheng sighed, and continued to take out a large number of pills with different effects from the Qiankun mustard seed bag Yan Xiaoran gave him, wishing to stuff them all into the man's mouth.

After Yan Xiaoran took the medicine, his complexion improved slightly.

Seeing that he was fine for the time being, Jing Fansheng thought of leaving him here to find his own way to escape.After all, the author did not explain how the big demon in the original book full of big pits left the cave at the bottom of the lake. It will take some time for him to escape.

But this person came here for himself, and now the situation is unclear, Jing Fansheng always felt that if he just left like this, it would be unrighteous.

Jing Fansheng was a little confused.

During his hesitation, the other party's slender eyelashes trembled at this moment, and Yan Xiaoran slowly opened his eyes.

"Senior Brother Jing?" The originally warm and mellow voice became abnormally hoarse, Yan Xiaoran yelled, and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

Jing Fansheng reached out and wanted to feel his pulse, but just as he felt the pulse, the other party raised his hand and held his hand tightly.

"Senior Brother Jing?... Are we... dead together?"

The other party obviously hasn't figured out the current situation.But looking at his breezy and satisfied face even though he thought he was dead, Jing Fansheng felt inexplicably angry.

He couldn't help shouting: "Hurry up and shut up for me!"

The man who had never been expressionless suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, blood was still hanging from the corners of his mouth, his long and narrow eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he said weakly: "That's fine... In this way, you won't be able to leave me behind. It's..."

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Judging that the biggest problem for the young man now is that his spiritual power was exhausted and his spiritual consciousness was slightly injured, Jing Fansheng threw away the other party's wrist in annoyance.But the hand that was holding him could not be shaken off no matter what.

His whole body has been eroded by Luoshui, Jing Fansheng's limbs are still weak, tired and tired, he didn't care if he couldn't get rid of it, he thought to himself: "Anyway, Yan Xiaoran already knows that I'm not dead, so I'll let it go now If he runs away, he will still find me."

Thinking in this way, he closed his eyes in a broken can, and fell asleep.

A long time passed, and Yan Xiaoran, who had been leaning on the rock wall in the dim light, suddenly opened his eyes.

Without any expression on his face, he just took out a delicate and small glass bottle from his sleeve, poured out a pill from it, and took it in his mouth.

Then he scanned his gaze for a week, and finally fixed on the person lying not far from him.

It was a pair of long and narrow but beautiful phoenix eyes.Under the faint fluorescent light from only the rock wall, a trace of blood red flashed across the originally deep and dark eyes.

Yan Xiaoran frowned obviously, reached out and dragged the person who fell on the ground over, until the whole upper body of the person was lying on his body, and his arms tightly fixed the person in his arms, then he As if finally relieved, he closed his eyes again.