Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

The disciples of Fuxi Mountain took over the forbidden area after the Blood Martial Alliance caught all those who slipped through the net.

They rescued those teenagers from the forbidden area, but only a few of them survived, almost all of them lost their sanity, and their whole body was occupied by the soul-devouring Gu, which became the best container for raising Gu .

When Wang Moshuang saw that scene, he almost toppled the entire Mount Britannica. If he hadn't worried that there were more important things to do, he would definitely show his temper and destroy this ghostly place.

With a sullen face, he couldn't help but regret that he hadn't arrived here earlier. If he had found out earlier, these teenagers would not have died.

The elder who came with Wang Moshuang stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't blame yourself, if we hadn't come here, those young people might have died too." He pointed Referring to the few surviving teenagers, he said heavily.

Wang Moshuang didn't say any more, and directed the monks in Fuxi Mountain to clean up all the corpses on the ground, and asked a few monks to bring the fainted teenagers back to Fuxi Mountain, while he turned around and walked away. He arrived next to Wang Junsheng who had been quietly behind him.

He lowered his head to see that his face was as usual, he still caressed the child in the body of a little dog, and said sharply: "Now I can explain."

When he said that, everyone was there, and when the others heard this, they immediately stepped aside and started their own business, giving the father and son some private space.

Mo Qingyan frowned in the team, while staring at the direction of Wang Junsheng and the suzerain somewhat tangled, while carrying the boy he had thrown on his shoulders, looking at the boy's profile from a distance.

The boy's gaze did not meet him.He frowned tightly, and under the urging of others, he walked out of the formation of the Blood Martial Alliance.

Outside, the Blood Martial Alliance who had been arrested earlier were being bound by chains made of true qi, forming a circle, sitting on the ground basking in the sun.

He raised his head and squinted his eyes, and finally got out of the formation with his heels, meeting the monks who had been waiting outside.

Du Moyue stood on the periphery of the cultivators outside, watching to prevent the cultivators from the Blood Martial Alliance from escaping. When she saw her junior brother come out, she immediately raised her eyebrows and asked, "Is the junior brother inside?"

Mo Qingyan stuffed the young man on his shoulders to the monk outside, stepped forward, and said to her: "Well, it's inside, and now I'm explaining to the suzerain why he's here."

Du Moyue finally relaxed a little when she heard the news that Wang Junsheng was not in danger, then touched her sword, and seemed to whisper: "Junior Brother Wang knows what the Blood Martial League is doing, so he will stay alone .”

Her eyes were full of firm trust, and Mo Qingyan was throbbing again looking at her, but now, he was able to clearly distinguish between admiration and affection.

He admired Du Moyue as a senior sister, but he admired Wang Junsheng.

This conclusion was the answer he came up with after thinking hard for three days and three nights, so he felt that there should be nothing wrong.Moreover, he has already decided that when Junior Brother Wang becomes an adult, he will confess his love to him.

Thinking of this, the boulder in his heart became much more relaxed, and he said to his senior sister: "Although I don't know how Junior Brother Wang found out, he must have his concerns, otherwise it is impossible not to tell us."

"...I just hope that the suzerain will not be too strict with him." Du Moyue sighed, and then put all her attention on the prisoner in front of her.

The sky was clear and clear, but the foothills of the Blood Martial League were dull.

But in Hurricane Town, the resident residents who got the wind and rumors had already made a fuss, and the residents who sent their children to the Blood Martial League were even more insane, unbelievable.

But Wang Junsheng has nothing to say here for a long time.

Although those monks had already left completely, but Wang Moshuang kept staring at his own children, his eyes full of probing.

Wang Junsheng let him see frankly, but the little dog in his hand did not let go.

Wang Moshuang put his eyes on Wang Junsheng one after another, but he was immediately attracted by the little white dog in Wang Junsheng's hand. He looked at the soft and fluffy white dog of the little white dog. Mao, my heart is tangled and complicated.

There was finally a trace of fanaticism in his stern eyes, and he began to stretch out his palm out of place, but when he touched the little white dog, he immediately reacted as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, and his palm suddenly stopped in mid-air Among them, it is neither retracted nor continued.

Wang Junsheng raised his eyelids, pressed the little dirt dog closer to his chest like a child guard, and then said softly and softly: "Father, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you about this time before I knew about it." For you, one is because there is not sufficient evidence, and the other is that I actually got it by accident."

He paused for a moment, and added another sentence indifferently. "I told you at last too, didn't I?"

"You little bastard!" Wang Moshuang waved his hand and patted Wang Junsheng on the head. "I just knew that you kid, it's impossible to respect Lao Tzu so much, and you were exposed all at once! I thought you could hold on for a few more days."

Wang Junsheng accepted his slap indifferently. To be honest, that slap didn't hurt at all, and he also knew that his father didn't really want to know why he knew about it. What his father cared about, That is, whether you are safe.

He raised his hand to touch his hair, and quickly put his hand on the soft fur of the little dog, and finally stopped playing the role of a filial son, and said seriously: "Father, I can't tell you the truth about this matter, but there are I must tell you something."

Such a serious look made Wang Moshuang a little strange, but he still nodded to listen to what his son had to say.

"Father, the Blood Martial Alliance has always had thoughts about our Fuxi Mountain. Although the Blood Martial Alliance has been wiped out this time, there may be a second Blood Martial Alliance. In order to ensure the safety of our Fuxi Mountain, it is best to Take precautions."

Wang Mo lowered his dark eyes, looking at Wang Junsheng's sincere face.

In the end, he sighed and said, "If you had told me about this the day before, I would not have believed it, but today, I have no choice but to believe it."

Wang Junsheng was also surprised this time, he had already prepared a better excuse, but his father believed his clumsy explanation so easily?

Wang Mo touched Wang Junsheng's soft black hair, and said lovingly: "Your mother woke up yesterday, she said she wanted to see you, and said she would believe you no matter what you did."

He continued: "I just thought, since your mother can trust her child so completely without doubt, there's no reason why my dad can't believe it."

Wang Junsheng was taken aback for a moment, and then covered up his astonishment. "Mother woke up? Really woke up? From a long sleep?"

"Father will still lie to you?" Wang Mo's eyes were full of joy, sweeping away the burnout and exhaustion under the eyes of the previous few days, the whole person exuded the joy of new life.

Wang Junsheng fell into deep thought because of the news.What happened in the past few days is not within his memory. In his previous life, his mother had been in a long sleep until she died.

The mother's death was the fuse of all events. Not long after that, the Blood Martial Alliance invaded Fuxi Mountain, and my father was heartbroken because of his mother's death. Down.

And because of this, he became an orphan, wandering outside, and met real Xingxuan...

He stopped thinking about unrealistic things, took back his divergent consciousness, and focused on the present moment.

Wang Moshuang was still immersed in his own joy, and he talked a lot. "Before I heard someone in the sect say that you found a way to cure your mother, I thought you were eager to save your mother, and you had to try whatever method you found. I didn't want to hinder you, so I didn't attack you. But now, I believe it a little bit, your mother is awake, what kind of elixir did you find and what is impossible?"

Wang Junsheng felt that his father couldn't speak very well, at least this sentence made him want to beat him up.

He calmed down his mood, pulled out a smile, and said, "Father, let's go back to Fuxi Mountain quickly."

Wang Moshuang nodded immediately, but said as if he suddenly thought of it: "By the way, after going back to see your mother, remember to think behind closed doors for a month. I don't want the monks in the sect to say that your father is partial to you."

Wang Junsheng twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Understood."

But Wang Moshuang still refused to move, and said coyly with that Kongwu's strong body: "Son, give me the little white dog in your hand." He pouted, and the request he made was very shameless. .

Wang Junsheng raised his eyes to glance at his father, and replied without hesitation. "no."

After speaking, he immediately put the little dog back into his mustard space.

Wang Moshuang's blushing cheeks immediately withered, his eyes fixed on Wang Junsheng's mustard space, walking forward, while turning his head to take a look.

Wang Junsheng walked a few steps, because his father, who loves monsters and fairy beasts, didn't give up, so he reluctantly fished out the drowsy little soil from his mustard space. The dog said coldly, "Be careful with it."

He himself didn't realize how much dissatisfaction and protective desire filled his current eyes.

Wangmo swallowed his saliva with both hands, then stretched out his palm tremblingly, and gently laid it on the soft body hair of the little white dog.

As he touched it, he began to feel flustered, and his cheeks were blushed again.

Wang Junsheng really wanted to rescue his little dog from his father's wolf claws.

Wang Moshuang was trying to touch it vigorously, but he didn't notice that the little dog's eyes opened quietly.The cold and murderous eyes stared fiercely at the instigator who disturbed his dream.

Looking at the stranger in front of him, Yao Qi opened his mouth very calmly, and bit the thick index finger that the man extended to his mouth with his own sharp wolf teeth.

"Wow!" Wang Moshuang's shrill cry scared the birds in the forest into the air.

"Wow~" Yao Qi let out a breath, found a warm place on his body, rubbed it over and continued to sleep.