Cannon Fodder Disciple Dressed as a Master[Transmigration Book]

Damn it, this man actually touched his own body!

"you--"

Prince Li Yuan was angry: "Who are you, dare to come to my Tianquan Pool!"

Qian Wei was frightened for a while, but after hearing what he said, he froze for a while, I'll go, this kid didn't recognize him? !

He bent over and dived back into the water.

Prince Li Yuan reached out to grab him, but unexpectedly felt that his legs were caught by something, and then his whole body was lifted up, and his back fell heavily into the pool.

Feeling a pair of hands gripping his thigh from his ankle, Prince Liyuan couldn't tell the direction in the water, and the mana in his hand had nowhere to go!

This person actually used such indecent tricks? !

And...and so wretched!

His face was flushed with anger, and he wanted to kick the person at the bottom of the water.

Unexpectedly, the man grabbed his heels and scratched his waist and abdomen, itching him so much that he bent into a shrimp shape.

Damn it, this man actually touched his own body!

Prince Li Yuan was furious.

Then at this time, Qian Wei has already let go of his hand quickly, and he returned to the shore like a dog crawling all over, just like this, he fled into the grass desperately in his shorts, and didn't dare to look back at all!

When Prince Liyuan got up from the water, his blond hair was already soaked, and the water on the surface of the pool kept shaking and rippled to the surroundings... Where can we see the shadow of that person again!

"asshole!"

……

"Ah!"

Qian Wei's clothes fell into Tianquan Pond, and he ran around in the bushes of Fengji Mountain wearing only a pair of underpants.

He was shivering from the cold, but fortunately, his cultivation was good now, and he could barely maintain the temperature with spiritual power.Thinking of those time-traveling people in the novels who learned big moves to become stronger and stronger in the Xianxia dramas, and I can only use spiritual power to dry my pants to keep warm, it is really miserable and miserable.

He returned to the stone wall outside the Yaohua Palace, and looked at himself with his upper body naked and only a pair of underpants... just like this, wouldn't the trumpet master be more afraid of himself?

Qian Wei opened the storage bag and took it out, but he didn't take out the bullshit, he only grabbed his little snow-white beast.

The little beast looked bewildered, and was just dragged out by Qian Wei's tail, and then...he wrapped himself around his chest.

Just like the four little swans in the ballet "Swan Lake", they stepped into the wall with their feet.

What Qian Wei thought was to sneak into the Yaohua Palace first, find a piece of clothing to put on, and then go to see the master, but unexpectedly, just as he opened the door, he bumped into the trumpet master.

At that moment, he wanted to die!

The trumpet master saw a man with a furry thing around his chest and only wearing shorts suddenly appeared at the door, almost reflexively took a few steps back, his face became even colder: "Who is it!"

"It's me! I'm the waiter recruited by Fengji Mountain for you!" Qian Wei wanted to cry, "Before I was filthy all over, I was afraid of dirtying your eyes, so I went out to take a bath and came back...but the clothes were too dirty. Dirty..."

The trumpet master stood there frowning, as if considering the authenticity of what he said.

He is still young, and there is still a trace of childishness between his eyebrows and eyes, but his demeanor is the same as when he was a big boy, repelling people thousands of miles away: "Can you not know the purification spell?"

You didn't fucking teach me!

"Won't……"

The trumpet master just stood in the door so coldly, his beautiful eyes couldn't see any emotion, he just looked at him straight.

Qian Wei didn't dare to move, he just stood in the cold wind wrapped in the little beast and wearing shorts, the petals of the jacaranda flew past him, the scene was very strange.

In fact, half an hour ago, someone came to inform Yaohua Palace that a new waiter had been sent, but at first glance, this person was really too sloppy, and the first impression was too bad.

Now at the second glance, although it is much cleaner, Zhou Zhengjun looks pretty handsome, but he is so wretched, wearing a pair of underpants and appearing in front of my eyes...

The trumpet master frowned even more.

He looked up at the person standing outside the door. He seemed a little nervous, holding the furry thing with one hand, while the other hand was flustered, not knowing where to put it.

It seems... not like a bad person.

It must have been a short time after bathing, her black hair was scattered behind her back, her cleansed face looked fair and soft, and the light in her eyes flickered slightly, especially when she looked at herself, it seemed to light up all of a sudden, but then moved away quickly.

Is it knowing yourself?

The trumpet master was almost close to the truth, but he shook his head again.

He was born from the Tianzhu of the Seven Mountains, and when he woke up, he already had the appearance of a young man. Because he has the blood of the Phoenix of the Celestial Clan, he was taken to Fengji Mountain.

The Celestial Clan has different inherited bloodlines, among which the descendants of the Phoenix bloodline all live in Fengji Mountain.Bloodlines can be classified as pure. Because his Phoenix bloodline was extremely pure, when he was born, many people from the Celestial Clan commented that he might inherit the throne of Heavenly Emperor in the future.

Perhaps such comments brought hatred to him, and the only heir to the position of Heavenly Emperor in the original Phoenix bloodline—Prince Liyuan of Fengji Mountain, developed hostility towards him.

Such hostility caused him to be sent to the most remote Yaohua Palace when he settled in Fengji Mountain on the first day.

Without an attendant, servant, or spiritual food, he was left alone in this place, accompanied only by the rotation of the sun and the moon every day.

He doesn't remember his previous life, and he doesn't know the meaning of his existence, so he just lives here day after day, watching the jacarandas bloom, the sky covered with purple petals covered with green tiles, and the green grass on the ground blown by the wind To move...he felt alone.

So when this person who claimed to be a waiter appeared in front of him, although he was unkempt and ugly, he didn't feel disgusted. Instead, he was a little curious, and there was a trace of strange familiarity.

Because such strange familiarity made him very astonished, so he retreated vigilantly, not daring to approach.

Now he is standing in front of him again, washed clean, the warm light casts bright colors on his body, he is clearly dressed in a weird way, but he feels a little pitiful...

He hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "What's your name?"

"Qian Wei." Qian Wei quickly replied, but then remembered something, and hurriedly added, "My name is Feng Ganwei."

"You, what about you..."

Qian Wei looked at him with piercing eyes.

The trumpet master was burned by his eyes, and he retracted his gaze a little, then walked under the tree pretending to be an adult, and said in a cold voice, "My name is Yan Chen."

From the moment he was born, this name seemed to be imprinted in his mind: Yan Chen, Yan Chen.

Qian Wei was already in tears, he wished he could kneel down to his feet and hug his thighs, but he was afraid that he would scare the other party with his current attire...

It's Master, it's Master!

Woooooo...Master...

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"Bastard!"

In Zhonghuang Hall, Prince Li Yuan was so angry that he shook his sleeves fiercely, and he swept a row of glazed cups to the ground and shattered all over the place.

Fu Zhi, who had just been selected as a waiter next to her, was so frightened that she fell to her knees all of a sudden, and a shard of glass slipped out of her arm.

The male waiter, Lin Li, was terrified and prostrated himself on the ground: "Your Highness, we searched the entire Fengji Mountain, but we really couldn't find the person you are looking for... Maybe that person is not Fengji Mountain?"

Actually, Lin Li didn't know why Prince Li Yuan suddenly wanted to find someone on a whim.

He was given a portrait that was not clear...a face was covered by a tangle of hair, and most of the face was blocked by the hair...they said they wanted to find him...and didn't mention the reason.

So he was extra cautious when looking for someone, and he didn't dare to publicize it.

Of course Prince Liyuan couldn't say it clearly!Could it be possible for him to tell everyone that he was stared at and slapped up and down while taking a bath? !

"Wouldn't people from Fengji Mountain be able to enter the enchantment of Fengji Mountain?" Prince Liyuan raised his hand with a golden light, and directly knocked away his power.

The female waitress at the side was trembling with fright, Prince Li Yuan was always moody, but this was the first time he was so angry.

It seems that since the person from Yaohua Palace came to Fengji Mountain, his mood became more and more irritable day by day.

Linli crawled back with difficulty, not even daring to spit out the blood in his mouth, he could only swallow it desperately for fear of dirtying the carpet of the Zhonghuang Hall: "Please give me a few more days, Your Highness, and I will definitely find him. "

"If you can't find it, you don't have to stay in Qishan." Prince Liyuan said coldly.

The male waiter finally stepped back, and the female waiter at the side hurried up to clean up the messy main hall.

Prince Li Yuan sat on the golden phoenix couch, his complexion was not good.

Since he met that person in Tianquanchi that day, he sent many people to arrest him, but he searched the entire Fengji Mountain, but he didn't find even the slightest trace of that person!

He was furious in his heart, since he was born, this was the first time he was molested like this!What a shame!

But he couldn't be found, as if he was neither a servant nor a waiter, otherwise, if he was on the list, he would have been found out long ago...

"Who the hell is..."

Prince Li Yuan gritted his teeth and said to himself.

A trembling female fairy bumped into a plate of spiritual fruits, and approached cautiously: "Your Highness."

"Get lost!" Prince Li Yuan directly raised his palm and knocked the female fairy to the ground, the spirit fruit rolled to the ground, and half of the female cultivator's face turned red.

She was extremely aggrieved, but she didn't dare to make a sound, because he had accepted the job of delivering spirit fruit to Prince Li Yuan, and he had to deliver the fruit to him at this time of day, no matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to delay for even half a minute.

The other female cultivators were trembling, and even Fu Zhi, who was newly elected as a waiter, was trembling all over.

She never thought that the dignified future successor of the Heavenly Emperor would be so moody, and all immortal cultivators all over the world would be proud of entering the Seven Mountains, but now it seems that entering the Seven Mountains is really a good thing?

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On the other side, Qian Wei has already entered the Yaohua Palace.

He changed into a shirt of Yan Chen Xianzun, which was woven with tencel, so the size could be adjusted according to the person's height and shape, and the color of the pattern could also be adjusted.

He cleaned the courtyard of Yaohua Palace every day, and collected all the petals scattered on the ground, preparing to make wine.

After cleaning everything, he straightened up and saw the trumpet master sitting cross-legged under the stone steps of the palace corridor, meditating seriously.

He got closer to see how the trumpet master's cultivation was, but unexpectedly he opened his eyes directly.

Qian Wei quickly stood still: "His Royal Highness Yan Chen."

The trumpet master's face was deserted.

Qian Wei immediately took out a bright red fruit from behind as if to please him: "This is the spiritual fruit that I picked on the hillside not long ago. Seeing that the spiritual power is very rich, I picked it specially for His Highness to eat."

The trumpet master doesn't like to talk, and doesn't pay much attention to him.

Seeing the fruit he handed in front of him, he didn't stretch out his hand, but said calmly: "I'm bigu."

"Fine……"

Qian Wei was a bit self-defeating and scratched his head: "Then I will eat it myself."

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