Cannon fodder "attack" development system

Song Guan closed his eyes and continued to cast a curse. Even if he didn't open his eyes, he could feel the gaze falling on his face, which was too strong to be ignored.But yes, the current development is probably like "Mr. Dongguo and the wolf". After all, the other party wanted to kill him, but he was shocked by the vines for a while and didn't do anything. In the end, he turned against the general. The son, the protagonist, must have vomited to death.

The fingertips were still on the side of the opponent's neck, Song Guan closed his eyes, his fingers shifted, caught the opponent's chin, and then pushed the person's head up, so that people could not look at him anymore, and said in his mouth: "Why don't you go quickly?" ?”

Winter took a deep breath, and his blood surged for a moment.With his left hand around Song Guan's thin and strong waist, he didn't say anything, not even a routine sentence like "Yes, my lord". He just walked in the forest holding Song Guan without saying a word.Because the vegetation in some areas is too dense, the young man with blond hair jumped onto the treetops during the action.During the period of several ups and downs, Song Guan's "tail" always rubbed against the opponent's leg and was rubbed from time to time.Seems intentional or unintentional.Originally, his "tail" was very untouchable, coupled with the feeling of weightlessness and overweight caused by ups and downs, this journey was more exciting than riding a supersonic roller coaster.

I really want to cut off this "tail".

Every time he was rubbed against the extra "tail", Song Guan began to tremble uncontrollably, and had no choice but to hold on to Wen Te's lapel desperately.Although I knew that the other party was intentional, but after the incident with the vines in front of me, I didn't have the energy to stir up other intense emotions. I just thought that according to the original owner's personality, the original owner would definitely punish the protagonist when he turned around. It is inevitable to beat him with a whip again, but his whip should have been thrown in the cemetery last time... It's okay, he is a grand duke who wants to whip someone, so why can't he find a working whip?

It's really nothing to worry about - and of course he really doesn't want to worry about such things himself.

Long before entering the city, Wen Te put Song Guan down from his arms.

The clothes on the front were scratched and crumpled, the blond young man didn't care, he didn't even think about tidying up.It's like some owners who have been given ecstasy soup by their pets.Pets are pampered and have a bad temper. They scratch and scratch their things, and the owners who are dizzy are not angry. Some of them drink too much ecstasy soup. They were all shocked. As for the idea of ​​cleaning, I didn't know that I had been forgotten to that Java country. If I think about it, it will be a long time later.

The bright and dazzling sunlight in the afternoon shrouded people, and Wen Te supported Song Guan.The young man's appearance is a kind of brilliant handsomeness, and at the same time, he looks very good-if he wants to.

"Even if your lord has a reason to go, you shouldn't risk yourself like this alone."

When Wen Te changed his posture and supported Song Guan's arm, he said this sentence.

Song Guan glanced sideways at Winter.

Look at this little undercover agent, "anti-faking loyalty" can be said to be brought to the extreme, with such a sincere appearance, who would have thought that it was just pretending.

Song Guan, who didn't answer at all, turned his head, looked directly at the road ahead and took a step.But his legs were weak from being rubbed against his "tail" before, and when he walked out with this step, he swayed twice. Fortunately, Wen Te had prepared in advance and supported him first, so even if he didn't stand firm, he just Leaning on each other.

Winter thought to himself, the Grand Duke when he was young was actually taller than himself.

When thinking of this, he felt a faint throbbing in his heart for no reason.

That night, in the recovered city, Song Guan beat Wen Te with a whip.The back injury affects performance, so naturally this pumping is very watery, and the main thing is to go for a formality.Just waving the whip, Song Guan always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything else for a while.After the beating was over, he looked at the kneeling Wen Te, who was breathing heavily from the whip, ah, of course, it’s nothing, but——when he was beaten before, the blond youth used to recite For yourself, isn't it?

This time it fell off.

The shadow of candles in the room was shaking, and Song Guan looked carefully at Wen Te's face, with golden hair, blue pupils, and the kneeling man with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, making it impossible to see anything else.Right now Song Guan's waist is not good and he can't bend, so he folded the whip in his hand a few times with a cold face, and he put the whip tip against the young man's chin to lift his face.

The condescending posture, the moment the other party looked up, how should I put it, the gaze was very... Although it quickly disappeared, and the expression switched, leaving only sincerity, but at that moment, there was a subtle reveal, and the eyes stared at the person without blinking. Song Guan, still captured.

Gee.

trouble.

Many fragments and details that had been ignored before were popping up all over the place at this time, not because there were no signs, but he didn't think about the matter at all.Accidents are of course accidents.Is the protagonist Shou blind?Is the taste too strong?He is an old man—although he will become younger after killing people with magic, but isn't the point that the protagonist should be hated to death by the original owner?What happened to such a change of mind? ... Could it be because of the vines today?

Song Guan's face turned dark when he thought of the vine.

It's useless to talk too much, but fortunately, my time for this week is almost over, and I just need to wait for the holy son of the Guangming Sect to come to this city in a few days, and his mission can be completed.

As soon as the fingers were loosened, the whip that had been folded several times opened and hung down.

The white whip ran along Wen Te's neck and collarbone, down, and brushed against Wen Te's naked chest.The young body of the blond youth in front of him trembled a little, and the nipples stood upright very sensitively, with a very delicate, pink color.

Song looked at Wen Te, and flicked the hand holding the whip a little irritably, then it fell to the ground with a crisp whip sound, and then he stepped on Wen Te's right shoulder very hard.The soles of the boots were very hard, and he stepped hard on his feet, crushing them, and stamped on the opponent's body with red marks.

Although he doesn't know much about the protagonist, he still knows what the opponent's "minefield" is.

"Do you know what the three characteristics of the 'inferior race' are?"

As Song Guan said, he raised his foot, but he didn't take it back. Instead, he went down and stepped on Winter's crotch.

"Unprogressive laziness, poverty, and sexual depravity—these are the traits that are inscribed in the bones of the lowly untouchables. And, these traits will pass down the blood, never change, and cannot be expected to be improved. Correct." The toe stepped on the hard part, and Song Guan fiddled with it like a cat catching a mouse, "Show me."

Winter looked at the almost mocking expression on the man's face, and the words "inferior race" caught his ears. Such harsh words reminded him all the time that his current noble status was replaced , is "Li Daitao stiff", and he himself is actually just a "blind stream" who once wandered in the wild outside the city.

"Take off your pants and show me yourself."

Looking at the mocking look that slowly emerged on that face, Winter said in a panic, "My lord."

The desire to be exposed frankly, the way the other party sneers.Winter felt ashamed and at a loss, even though he didn't show so much emotion on his face, it was just stiff.

Maybe this person is a devil.A viper that tempts a man to commit a wrong move.Everything is turned upside down.At the very beginning, when he discovered that this person had unspeakable thoughts about him, he felt so much hatred and unwilling humiliation, but now, he really stepped into the circle drawn by this person, and this person Don't want him anymore.

Probably nobles are such vile creatures.They just enjoy the thrill of plunder and conquest, and once they find that they have succeeded, they throw it away like trash.

"Don't tell me you won't."

Obviously, this person is humiliating himself.

Is it because of my disobedience?

really.Even though he deliberately pretended to be docile and obedient at that time, You Qi clearly drew the line between the two of them and used various means to pretend to be stupefied.The other party must have noticed it, and now it's revenge——before you get it and throw it away like a shoe, let's play with it.

This person would not do such things before, but now he is frivolous and arrogant, probably because in the eyes of the other party, his status has obviously changed from a "person" to a "plaything".

Winter raised his eyes, and what came to his mind was darkness and shadows.

He looked at the man steadily.

Isn't it just asking for self-du, what's the big deal?

The atmosphere in the room was weird, and Song watched Wen Te.The handsome young man raised his hand. It was a pair of slender and fair hands that were described as delicate and childish. They were not skinny. Among men, these hands were considered to be very delicate. Because they held swords all the year round, they had calluses on their hands.Those hands holding down, doing this kind of thing, should be in lust, but Wen Te's face does not have the blood-filled appearance of a person who is deeply in lust, but is pale and eclipsed.

Sure enough, he is still a very sensitive person.

It seems that if I do this, the other party will be hit quite hard.

Just leave a bad impression.

Song Guan doesn't know what kind of specific emotional color the protagonist Shou has for him now, but as long as this person doesn't shake his own revolutionary stance, and for a period of time after that—at least the period before he dies Here, just don't make any mess.

The final turbid liquid splashed out, and part of it touched Song Guan's shoe upper. Wen Te stared straight at Song Guan, as if wanting to see people's hearts.

Song Guan's whip landed on the side of Wen Te's neck, and said in a cold voice: "Get out."

When everything was as described in the outline, and when the Holy Son of Guangming Sect came to this city, Song Guan had already changed back to the image of an old man.From a distance, I caught a glimpse of a man in a white cloak surrounded by everyone. The attire of this holy son is completely opposite to the official attire of the "Black Feather Army" led by Song Guan.White clothes, white robe, white cloak, white boots, white gloves, and a white cloth covering his face. The clothes are embroidered with quite complex gold thread patterns. Under the sun, the streamer patterns are reflected.With such a color scheme, Song Guan inevitably thought that the whip that the original owner used to flog the protagonist was also white with gold patterns.

The very tightly wrapped Lord Son of God has no piece of skin exposed, only a pair of eyes.However, the shadow cast by the hood made the Son's only eye exposed outside, making it difficult for people to see the specific description clearly.Looking at the outline alone, this person's figure is not tall, but the back is protruding, as if the back is very hunchbacked, and the whole person is a bit deformed.