Cannon Fodder Disciple Dressed as a Master[Transmigration Book]

You... let him drink your blood?

Magic Palace.

Qian Chenyuan was leaning halfway on the stone bench in the pavilion, rubbing the rim of the teacup with his slender fingers, and occasionally took a sip of his flirtatious lips, like an unruly young man listening to books.

Qian Wei has already told him all the things that happened in the Ice Realm. After Yan Chen jumped into the Immortal Killing Pond to save himself and fell, Qian Chenyuan narrowed his eyes slightly. There was a faint coercion emanating from his body.

"Immortal Lord Yanchen will jump into the Immortal Killing Pond for you?" He raised his hand and lifted Qian Wei's chin, "I remember that you and him are not on good terms, right?"

"Isn't that later in the ice world, I and the master depended on each other for life?" Qian Wei spent a lot of effort in order to increase the favorability of the protagonist. Originally, he wanted to hug the master's thigh so that he could live a good life. Who knew the master It just fell away.

"So, your position in his heart is very important?" Qian Chenyuan looked at him strangely.

Qian Wei felt as if he was being stared at by a snake, and trembled all over: "It's okay, it's okay."

Qian Chenyuan smiled, he let go of the hand holding his chin, and drew in the air with his slender fingertips, only to hear the sound of "jingle" along with the drawn light, a copper bell engraved with a mantra Just like that, it appeared in front of my eyes strangely.

Qian Wei's heart skipped a beat, he just felt bad!

This is the magic weapon - Bimo Faling!

In the original book, the great villain Qian Chenyuan used this magic weapon to lure Feng Qian into a demon. Later, after Feng Qian abolished his spiritual roots and lost most of his spiritual power, the demon master Yan Chen was furious that he had ruined a good deed. , and used this magic weapon to control the influx of thousands of insects into Feng Qianwei's body, his gnawing blood and bones.

Qian Wei was very afraid of this "Bimo Faling", and when he saw it reappeared, he shuddered fiercely.

However, Qian Chenyuan grabbed his hand and locked his palm tightly under his own: "Actually, I have always been curious, how did you untie Bimofaling's control that day in Zetian Mountain? "

In the beginning, the Bimofaling was used to control Feng Gan's behavior because he had no hope of promotion and was full of obsessions in his heart. The Bimofaling can intensify the desires in people's hearts, so that the other party's desires can breed inner demons and step into the path of demons.

In the beginning, Feng Ganwei was indeed affected by the magic weapon, and even his mind was distorted.

But the strange thing is that he who should have been completely controlled by Bimofaling suddenly and easily lifted the restriction that day.

It was as if a person who had been pulled into a quagmire suddenly crawled out of the mud easily, without even a trace of magic energy on his body.

He is so clean, so clean.

That day when he rushed to Xianjun Yanchen's cave, he should have focused his attention on Xianjun Yanchen, but all his eyes were on Feng Qianwei.

He listened to his sophistry and begging for mercy over there. He should have a lowly and humble appearance, but there was an indescribable feeling in his whole body... This feeling seemed to be that he had seen through everything in this world, overriding everything in the world. above all...

But it's not right, his cultivation base is still so low, he even dragged Immortal Lord Yanchen to beg for mercy with tears and snot in his eyes.

How to describe it?

By the way, like a spectator in front of a stage, the world is so real, but in his eyes, it looks like a play on a stage, and he is just an outsider in front of the stage.

"I-I don't know..."

Qian Wei fixed his eyes on the Bimofaling floating in the air, for fear that it would get close to him again.The original book described it miraculously. Feng Ganwei was tortured by this thing miserably before he died, and was even killed by Immortal Yanchen in the end. Readers felt it was a relief.

He was actually afraid of death and pain.

Qian Chenyuan's hand covering the back of his hand sensed Qian Wei's trembling, and he slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, a slender red thread suddenly appeared on the Bimofa bell, coiled up like a snake, and bound the two of them together. hands slowly intertwined.

Qian Wei was so frightened that he wanted to struggle, but unexpectedly, Qian Chenyuan grabbed him, and his slender fingers slowly invaded Qian Wei's fingers, making him unable to move at all: "Since you don't know, then try again." .”

"Do not……"

The voice of his refusal was suppressed in his throat, and the red line extending from the Bimofa bell had already locked the two of them together.

Qian Wei only felt that a force invaded his limbs!

It was an extremely indulgent force, and wherever it passed, it seemed to open his body and release his restrained emotions!

Many fragments flashed through his mind, which were the scenes he used to live in the real world... The ant nest he passed through when he was a child, the frog that was quietly stuffed under the girl's desk, the answer that peeked at the deskmate during the exam, junior high school Using a pen to poke Fasheng, the girl he had a crush on in the front row, being forced to work overtime in the company and crazily complaining about the product manager...

That was his once vivid life...

He really wants to go back... He really wants to go back to his original world...

There are coke, fried chicken, computers, games, and the beautiful lady goddess in the company... He doesn't have to worry about being scared, and he doesn't have to live by idling...

"I want……"

His eyes were stunned by Bimofaling, and he murmured.

Qian Chenyuan approached curiously, but suddenly heard him slapping the table and jumping up from the stone bench: "I want to eat chicken! I want to play League of Legends! I want coffee! I want ten cups of milk tea! Ice cream, crayfish, grilled squid! I am your father! Noxus is about to rise!"

"Uh..." Qian Chenyuan stretched out his hand and pulled back Qian Wei who stood up and jumped.

He was about to continue probing, but a demon cultivator hurried in at this moment outside the palace gate: "My lord, those two Celestial Clan broke through the wave of monsters."

Qian Chenyuan raised his eyebrows: "There is such a skill?"

"They should have used special magic tools, and they disappeared directly into the beast tide." Moxiu reported, "When our people rushed there, there was no one in their beast tide."

"is it?"

Qian Chenyuan raised his hand and pushed his temple slightly, and suddenly thought of something, the corner of his mouth raised: "In that case, I'll go and see in person. You guard this person."

The Mozun glanced at the wriggling young man on the stone table: "Is it locked in the dungeon of the Demon Palace?"

"No," Qian Chenyuan's purple eyes flashed a dark light, "Shut up in the ghost prison furnace."

-

Painting a boat in a bottle, Prince Liyuan drove the sails restlessly.

The boundaries of each square on the sea surface are clear, but there is a circle of squares showing red light, surrounding the painting boat.

"There is an enchantment outside, even if there is a heaven and earth artifact, we can't escape from Demon City, we can only move to other places within the enchantment." He said.

Yan Chen's eyes fell on the grid lines on the sea: "Can I go to the magic palace?"

"Evil Palace? Are you crazy, are we going to die?" Prince Li Yuan was speechless.

"Feng Ganwei was taken to the Demon Palace." Yan Chen replied.

Prince Li Yuan was startled, and raised his head in disbelief: "How do you know... Are you serious?"

"He has my blood in him."

"You... let him drink your blood?"

Phoenix pure blood is especially precious, even a single drop can increase a lot of spiritual power, no wonder Feng Ganwei has a different attitude towards him.

Prince Liyuan felt sour and jealous: "I really can't see that you used such means to win over him, but you are just a lowly monk from the lower realm."

He said so, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart, if he was the one who gave Feng Qian his blood, would that guy treat him differently.

After readjusting the sails, Prince Li Yuan's face was solemn: "If we go to the Demon Palace, I'm afraid it will not be easy to escape. Even if the Celestial Clan sent reinforcements, we don't know how long this battle will last."

Mingming was very unhappy, and clearly knew that going to the Demon Palace was the most irrational thing to do, but he still drove the painting in a bottle in the direction of the Demon Palace.

-

"Hurry up!"

A magician followed behind Qian Wei, pushing him forward.

This is a small road behind the Demon Palace, facing a platform under the Great Buddha. The platform is surrounded by lava flowing in from the molten river surrounding the Demon Palace, which is hot and scalding.

Many broken human bones can be seen on the path, and the demon cultivator threatened while pushing him: "See these broken bones under your feet, these are human bones smelted in the ghost prison furnace, as long as they enter it, there will be no more bones." Come out with whole heads and dead bodies."

Qian Chenyuan is tearing his face apart, and he has not concealed his identity as the villain of the demon king...

Qian Wei swallowed his saliva, leaned closer to Moxiu, and said, "Brother, just now your boss said "put me in the furnace of the ghost prison", and didn't mean to kill me. "

Moxiu grinned strangely: "Don't worry, it's not that easy to die, at least you can practice for 49 days, if the lord wants to see you again one day, you can come back alive, it's just a broken limb."

Not so much, right? !

Moxiu didn't bother to talk to him anymore, and continued to push him forward.

Soon, Qian Wei arrived at the terrifying Taoist platform. It was a huge array furnace surrounded by plasma water that was sunken into the ground and flowing with flames. With the sound of "click, click", there are strange iron pestles standing inside, each iron pestle is engraved with inscriptions, and these inscriptions surround light cages one after another.

Qian Wei was pushed into one of the light cages, and the scorching temperature under his feet eroded the bones of his feet almost instantly. The smell of burnt soles and the temperature of scalding feet made him moan: "Grass! It's so hot."

Staying in this kind of place, wouldn't it be burnt and melted into pulp? !

"Just stay inside." The Moxiu outside seemed to be used to this kind of thing, after throwing Qian Wei in, he turned his head and left.

The magic circle trapped around Qian Wei made him unable to move at all, even turning around was very difficult, so he was locked in a golden light cage, enduring the scorching temperature in the furnace of the ghost prison circle: "Big brother, big brother, wait! Brother, can you discuss with your boss, I am obedient, I can do whatever you ask me to do, and I can still be your boss' dog leg! Don't kill me!"

Woooooo, he is so afraid of death!

Master, save me——

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