Cannon fodder apprentice counter attack system

"Senior Brother Qingqiu, you don't need to do this, you're just a child..." Yilin is the little junior sister who is loved by everyone in the Five Fingers Peak, and the only third woman in the Five Fingers Peak, so she has always been loved by all the senior brothers, so she has a temper. She is also softer and kinder. To put it bluntly, she is a little girl who squats at home and does not know the sufferings of the world.

Therefore, when she saw the child being thrown out like this by senior brother Qingqiu whom she admired, and fell to the ground hard, gasping for breath in pain, she couldn't bear it.

She gritted her teeth, stomped her feet again, and was finally ready to step forward and protect the child by her side.

"Junior Sister, this is not Wuzhi Peak, but a purple bamboo forest where monsters and beasts are densely populated." Senior Brother Qingqiu said coldly, his eyes were dark, he stared at the beautiful woman with a delicate face, without any intention of forbearance . "Little junior sister, don't be so naive, you never know what will happen outside."

The little junior sister's eyes were reddened immediately, her feet as she walked to the child's side seemed to be fixed, and she couldn't take a step forward at all.

It was as if a thousand catties of iron and lead had been hung from her feet, causing her to continuously descend towards the unpredictable deep sea beneath her body.

What does it feel like? Is the brother she has always admired really like this?Why is it so terrible, so cold, so strange, so frightening.

"Understand? Come back if you understand." Brother Qingqiu held the long sword in his hand, and pointed the cold tip of the sword at the child standing up on the ground enduring the pain. The child passed with a sword.

"Senior brother..." Yilin recovered from her daze, and finally remembered to take a step forward to grab the child's arm.

The child's pupils shrank sharply because of the threat from the sword point, but he did not tremble because of fear. Instead, he propped up his injured body when the other disciples were puzzled, turned around and completely exposed his back to Qingqiu. in front of.

This is completely looking for death, a thin and powerless child of three or four years old, it is impossible for him to escape from the sky under their senior brother Qingqiu in the late Jindan stage.

Junior sister Yilin wanted to stop her, but her hands had already been grabbed by other disciples, who had brought the child to the Wednesday Division.

I saw him lowering his head, not as teasing as before, but seriously shaking his head, "Junior Sister, Senior Brother is right, just leave it alone."

Everyone present has realized that this child must be related to those fairy beasts, but he does not have the breath of fairy beasts on him, so he should not be a fairy beast that has transformed into a human being, but since the child is in a hostile position with them, he did not stay. He justified it.

It is absolutely impossible for them to do such a thing as raising wolves.

Wednesday's Ke put his hands on Yilin's shoulders, and the weight of his heavy hands made her breathless, and Wednesday's hoarse voice came from her ears, "Stay here quietly, don't give us any trouble. Get in trouble."

The little junior sister was originally soft-tempered, but now she was held back by her senior brother, and adding this sentence, she was completely stunned for a while, and she didn't have any thoughts of resistance, but her heart was full of sadness and guilt, and in the end she had no choice but to let Senior Brother Qingqiu The moment the sword pointed straight at the child's back, he turned his head and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, there was a crisp and cold sound of weapons colliding together.

The little junior sister was shocked, and there was silence around her.

After a moment of silence, Qingqiu's cold and suspicious voice came from not far away.

There was imperceptible panic in his voice, but it was quickly hidden by himself. "Who are you?"

Yilin followed the reputation.

"Me? It should be us." The voice was honest and honest, but there was a hint of sarcasm that feared the world would not be chaotic.

When Junior Sister Yilin turned around and looked over, she saw a group of people walking slowly out from the depths of the forest.

A group of people were all dressed in white Taoist robes, and the one who spoke was standing behind a young man, his tall body was very conspicuous.His face is simple and honest, which matches his voice very well, but the eyes that are full of evil thoughts can't be concealed no matter what.

"Don't change the subject, who are you, how could you find us?" Qingqiu suddenly thought of something, and his voice immediately sank a little.

He suddenly raised his head viciously, and said, "What did you do to those people outside?" His eyes narrowed slightly, full of threats.

"Of course they were all beaten to the ground." A teenager standing next to the man who just spoke said disdainfully, "It's not enough for us to stuff our teeth."

Qingqiu's face was livid, but reason calmed him down.Since these people were able to knock down all the people outside and avoid their sight, they must be strong.

Glancing in the direction of the disciples behind him from the corner of the eye, he made a sneaky look, signaling them to be calm and act randomly.

The sword in his hand is put into the scabbard, but he puts his hand on the hilt in case of emergency.

"I don't know why you are doing this?" He stared at the people in front of him, and his eyes seemed to have recovered the temperature in Wuzhifeng before. There is no clue.

Wang Junsheng looked at the man's smile that didn't reach his eyes, and his hands on the hilt of his sword, and couldn't help but sneer.

"What are you doing?" Wang Junsheng smiled gently, but stood where he was and asked the man.

Xu Xiangliu held the wolf boy at his feet in his arms, and used his palms to soothe the child's trembling body from time to time.

Perhaps it was because the child was rescued by Qingqiu's men, and the child spontaneously thought that the people in front of him were good people, so he did not refuse Xu Xiangliu's consolation, even though his face was not very good.

Qiu Gaoyang took a step forward and stood side by side with Wang Junsheng, "Tell me, when will these guys be dealt with?"

What he said was neither serious nor light, just enough for everyone present to hear clearly. All the disciples of Wuzhifeng were provoked by this sentence for a moment, and they all showed fierce expressions on their faces, staring at them with fierce eyes. A group of people have already lit up their own guys in their hands.

Wang Junsheng chuckled, and said slowly: "Go." After saying this, he stepped in front of Qingqiu amidst the suspicious eyes of everyone, and the cold long sword in his hand was already in front of him.

The dazzling light reflected in the pupils rushed into his eyes in an instant.It was the first time that Qingqiu felt the horror of death. He subconsciously used his long sword to block it, but because of the strength of the sword, he took several steps back.

He couldn't help but his face darkened, he gripped the long sword in his hand even more forcefully, and then shouted violently: "Ah!"

The long sword in his hand flashed a distant and light color, with amber halo in the emerald green, and the real energy around him became thicker, obviously using all his strength.

When Wang Junsheng landed on the ground, he didn't care about Xu Xiangliu and the others who were fighting with other disciples. After all, with their strength, there was no need to worry about them.

Wang Junsheng squinted his eyes, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In Qingqiu's eyes, it seemed to be naked/naked/naked mocking and contempt. "Golden core late stage."

That voice was shallow and light, giving people an illusion of frivolity, like a thin layer of gauze, brushing past the tip of a person's heart, but without nostalgia, no popularity, no emotion.

But such a sentence without emotional ups and downs made the inferiority complex in Qingqiu's heart as vast as a wormhole. He grabbed the long sword in his hand in anger and rushed forward. The destination of the long sword in his hand was It lies on Wang Junsheng's left chest.

The tip of the sword seemed to become fierce in a trance, and the momentum around Qingqiu was completely different from before, with this kind of extremely fierce evil spirit.

The disciples around had gradually regained their confidence during the slow fight, and even began to relax towards this pedestrian.

This group of people has no ability at all, what else can they do except to retreat steadily under their offensive?

Thinking like this, some people started to distract themselves to watch the battle situation on Junsheng's side.

Seeing it, I couldn't help laughing, their senior brother Qingqiu really had enough, and even bullied the young with the big one, seeing the young man almost standing still and not daring to move, it's really pitiful.

Yilin and Zhou Zhouke stood together in a safe area outside the battle situation. It was the first time for Yilin to witness such a brutal fight with her own eyes.

Although this is not the first time for her to go out, but every time she goes out, she is well protected by other senior brothers. Those senior brothers are not willing to let her suffer the slightest grievance, and they don't even want to see her get hurt. They have always protected her very well , when going out before, since she never went to a dangerous place, she naturally never really exercised, so her thoughts were so naive.

Now, it was the first time she felt a different treatment, and she naturally couldn't bear it.There has never been such a situation, and the senior brother no longer cares about her thoughts.

Zhou Ke's chest was very warm. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she put all the weight of her body on the person behind her.She called softly for comfort.

"Brother, we will be fine, right?"

Wednesday Ke was attached to her ear, and his hands pressed hard on the other's shoulders, as if to give her strength.Yilin became more and more relaxed because of this thought, her eyes were watery, and she couldn't help but want to reach out and wipe away the tears.

"Of course, we will be fine." Zhou Ke's voice was low, and the word "we" was very low and heavy.

For some reason, Yilin began to tremble unconsciously because of the deep voice.

"Senior brother?" Yilin muttered, she wanted to look back at her senior brother's cheek, but she was a little scared.

"Huh?" Zhou Ke's voice became cheerful again, and restored the unique tone before.

Yilin breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she seemed to be too sensitive, and started to think wildly.

"Little Junior Sister, where are the others?" Wednesday Ke suddenly asked.

Yilin felt strange again, "Brother, isn't it in the cave in the woods? Have you forgotten?"

"Ah, I just went out to solve my personal problems, and I forgot." Zhou Ke said perfunctorily.

Yilin blushed suddenly because of this personal question, and said shyly: "Brother, you are out of tune again, tell me, did you ask me like this on purpose, you are so ashamed."

Ke didn't answer on Wednesday, and lazily yelled loudly to the fighting crowd: "Yo Hou! Come on, everyone!"

Wang Junsheng chuckled, then raised the hilt of the sword with one hand, and squeezed the sword formula.

In an instant, the sword rain fell, densely and swiftly.

The sky covered by the leaves quietly appeared among the sword flowers.

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