Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

"Show your ID card." A guard guard suddenly stopped a man in a black cloak, feeling wary.

The man in the cloak took out a square wooden sign from his arms, and handed it to the gatekeeper.

There are a few large characters written on the top of the identity card - Xiao En Sucheng.

The gatekeeper's expression froze, and he hurriedly returned the wooden sign to the man in the cloak, and said respectfully, "Please come in."

The man casually took the wooden sign in the hands of the gatekeepers, put it in his arms at will, and then easily picked up a black coffin behind him and walked inside.

Such a guy with weird behavior naturally attracted everyone's attention.

Normal people walk around with a heavy coffin?

The companion next to the gatekeeper walked up to him strangely, and asked, "That man looked strange, why did you let him in?"

"What do you know?" The gatekeeper scolded in a low voice, then leaned into the man's ear and said, "Sucheng is the territory ruled by the Bloodthirsty Demon Lord, and the residents there are naturally rich or expensive. If you stop him , our jobs may not be guaranteed tomorrow.”

"He's from Sucheng?" The companion gasped, didn't ask any more questions, and hurried back to his job, but he was still a little curious, and after a long time of patience, he still asked carefully. . "Then what is he doing with a coffin?"

"Let's not guess what those dignitaries think."

"Hey." The companion was dissatisfied, but he also knew that he didn't need to know about it, so he kept his mouth shut.

The man in the black cloak entered the ghost town and walked along the main road. He was pointed at by others along the way, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. He just turned a corner when he reached a small path.

The man in the black cloak suddenly disappeared. One person kept paying attention to the man, watching him turn into a path, and followed him secretly after a while, only to find that the man had disappeared.

"Huh? That's strange." The man scratched his head and had no choice but to walk out of the path. "He walked this path so quickly?" He couldn't understand after walking this path for many years.

"Bot! What do you care about other people? Come back to me." His wife called.

"Hey, you can't say that, maybe that person is a terrorist?" Bot replied.

"That's also a matter for the army. We have to trust our city lord." His wife slapped him on the forehead and pulled him away.

The man in the cloak hid in the dark, and when he saw the couple leave, he walked out of the dark, ready to continue walking inside, to a property he owned here.

He was about to leave when he heard someone approaching behind him, he immediately blocked the coffin, and kicked it away.

This place is in the center of the crowd, and other people cannot be disturbed. He thinks this person should also consider it in the same way.

"Don't do it, it's me." Wang Junsheng's voice came from his ear, and his arm was already on the shoulder of the cloaked man. If it was an enemy, the next moment, the cloaked man could go to see Yan Luo king.

"Junsheng?" There was surprise in his voice, and then he turned around quickly, and Wang Junsheng had already stepped back several steps.

The cloaked man opened his cloak, revealing a young and energetic face, black hair and black eyes, and smooth facial lines, which are the characteristics of monks in the cultivation world. "You didn't die!"

"Of course." Wang Junsheng hooked his lips, "I said I would bring you a coffin."

Mo Lan was stunned for a while, a smile finally appeared on his face that hadn't been smiled for many years. "Thank you."

"Leave here first, I have been waiting for you for five days." Wang Junsheng led the way, "You put the coffin in the space of the ring."

"...I lost it." The following words were a little embarrassing.

"Okay." Wang Junsheng had no choice but to put the coffin in his ring space first, and then said, "Put on the cloak, and then change your appearance."

"En." Mo Lan hurriedly put on the cloak, and followed Wang Junsheng's walking figure.

The two entered Fuyueju through the window of a certain room in Fuyueju, and there was already a young man who could only be regarded as an ordinary youth in the blood prison.

Mo Lan was about to overpower the enemy, so he heard Wang Junsheng next to him pinch his shoulder. "friend."

Yao Qi saw that Wang Junsheng would create a fire when he touched others, so he shot a small knife with his eyes.Mo Lan felt chills when he saw him, but he knew immediately that this person was Wang Junsheng's lover before.

It's just that this guy in front of him is much stronger than before... Has there been such a big change in three years?

He suppressed the doubts in his heart, and apologized to the man: "I didn't stay to help you three years ago, I'm sorry."

The man nodded and said, "It's okay."

Mo Lan knew that the person named Zhu Ziqing had such a cold appearance, so he didn't care.

Wang Junsheng took out the coffin in his ring space, and took out another coffin, and this coffin was much better than that dark coffin just from the outside.

It was crystal clear and seemed to be transparent, but the inside was covered in such a delicate way that even if it was attached to the coffin, the contents inside could not be seen at all.

The moment Mo Lan saw the coffin, he was already choked up, but he quickly raised his head, forced his tears down, and then opened the dark coffin.

Inside the coffin was the peaceful corpse of Senior Sister Du Moyue.

She has been dead for many years, but the skin on her body is still as smooth as jade, and her appearance is not much different from seven years ago. Time seems to have left no traces on her body—if one does not know that she is just a corpse.

Mo Lan leaned down/body, and hugged the woman in the coffin horizontally. The woman's hands on her chest hang down weakly, and her head hangs weakly to one side, making her even more convinced of the fact that Du Moyue is dead.

Mo Lan carefully opened the other coffin, then gently put Du Moyue's body into the coffin, tidied it carefully, looked at Du Moyue's sleeping face for a long time, and then slowly put the body in the coffin. The coffin was closed.

He stood there, with his back to the two of them, and said, "Thank you, I can try to develop corpse water later."

Corpse water refers to a potion that can refine corpse puppets, and it is extremely corrosive.

"Well." Wang Junsheng replied lightly, "You really think about it, even if the senior sister is not a human being, and a ghost is not a ghost?"

Mo Lan came back to her senses, her eyes were slightly red, but it was not obvious. "I made a decision five years ago. Moreover, the corpse puppet can have the memory before death through evolution. At that time, the senior sister will come back."

"Okay." Wang Junsheng had nothing to say about his obsession. He knew that the skin of the corpse puppet was usually dark brown or green, and he was afraid that the senior sister might not accept it when she recovered her memory.

However, this is a matter between the two of them, and he doesn't bother to care about it.

"What are you going to do next?" Mo Lan walked over, "I have a house here, if..."

Wang Junsheng interrupted him. "I want to find someone, and I need to go to Sucheng."

"I can help. I have some ideas in Sucheng." Mo Lan said immediately.

"Yeah." Wang Junsheng nodded, "But before that, I need your help."

"You say, I will help."

**

The sound of the wheels rolling over the bluestone slabs made a crisp sound.

"Woo~~~" The carriage was forced to stop.

The soldiers guarding the gate checked and found nothing, so they let them go.

Then everyone continued on their way.

Sitting in the carriage, Mo Qingyan changed his face, remained silent, and his eyes were even slightly red.

Yao Qi was also sitting in the carriage, accompanying Mo Qingyan, of course the so-called companionship was companionship in the true sense, not even a glance.

And the ones driving the car outside are Wang Junsheng and Mo Lan.

The carriage fell silent for a while, Yao Qi felt bored, raised the curtain and looked at it for a while, only saw a desolate grassland, then withdrew his hand lazily, and was about to lean on the carriage to sleep.

"Are you and Wang Junsheng a Taoist couple?" Mo Qingyan said suddenly, causing Yao Qi to tremble in fright, but in the end, his superficiality played a big role, and people who are not familiar with him would not be able to detect his sudden change at that moment. Mood swings.

"You are Taoist companions." This time I used a declarative sentence.

Yao Qi nodded, and saw that the man didn't look at him at all, so he had to add "um".

"That's great." He suddenly sighed with emotion and turned his gaze around. "You guys are so nice, really nice..."

Yao Qi didn't think about how to answer him, so he just kept talking to himself. "I also liked Wang Junsheng back then... No, it should be said that I should also like it now."

Okay, I knew that you had something wrong with Wang Junsheng back then! ! !Yao Qi will never forget this matter, because he has a good memory!

If Wang Junsheng knew, he would just scold: Damn, don't you think it's cheeky?

"Oh." Yao Qi is disdainful in his heart, it's useless if you like him, he likes me now.

It's a pity that Mo Qingyan didn't seem to feel Yaoqi's disdain and hostility, but continued talking to himself instead. "Seven years ago, I was almost pierced through the heart by his sword. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that he wanted me to survive, to die, and saved me from the gate of hell."

he?who?That blue eye?Yao Qi was a little confused.

"He also treats me as a plaything now. There are many people around him. Every time I come back, I smell different scented powder." Mo Qingyan's eyes began to turn red.

Isn't this... the rhythm of a wife accusing her husband of cheating?

"Because I don't want to be treated as a plaything, so I decided to go back." Mo Qingyan's voice began to tremble, and he suddenly raised his head, looking at Yao Qi with red eyes, "I did the right thing."

Yao Qi suddenly understood what was going on, this was a scumbag play!The kind of drama where you abuse me and I still love you...

But seeing Mo Qingyan's attitude of seeking warmth, Yao Qi was still a little bit soft-hearted after all, he leaned towards him slightly, and patted his head. "Um."

"...Ugh..." Mo Qingyan lay down in Yao Qi's arms.

Yao Qi's hand froze in the air, but soon covered Mo Qingyan's head again.

Cry, cry, and feel comfortable after crying.

Hey, I forgive you for the sake of not being my rival in love.