I heard that I am cannon fodder [Transmigration Book]

Perhaps influenced by Mr. Yu's words during the day, when Qin Shu went to bed at night, he thought about something unexpectedly, so that he didn't sleep well at night and had a dream.

In the dream, dark clouds weighed on the top, mountains and rain were about to come, and in front of the mountain gate where the signboard of the Demon Cult was erected, there were crowds of people, shouting and killing, intertwined with swords, lights and swords.

He seemed to be floating in the air, his sight was enough to overlook the entire lower realm, from the Demon Sect Mountain Gate all the way forward, around the jagged rockery pool, and then passed through the martial arts square, and finally came to a solemn and luxurious palace with green walls and black tiles, carved beams and jade pillars, and a red carpet The pavement continued all the way into the hall. Behind the long dark red table, there was a grand master's chair.

A slender man in black was sitting on the teacher's chair, lowering his head and reviewing the copy.

"Master! People from the Qingcheng faction are coming to kill us! We are about to lose our hold! Take action!" Suddenly, the blood-stained head of the guard staggered from the gate of the palace and knelt down on one knee , facing the man in black.

However, the "leader" didn't seem to be nervous, nor did he feel the urgency of the situation. He calmly put down his pen, closed the copy, and then raised his head: "What are you panicking about?"

Qin Shu floated in the air, couldn't see his face clearly, only saw the crow-colored long hair as smooth as satin, which almost blended with the black brocade robe on his body, half of his face was covered by a silver mask, still He couldn't stop his white skin that was almost glowing, but the lower half of his face that was exposed was even more curious.

The head of the guard's eyes were sour: "Master! If you don't care about it, the Demon Cult is really going to be wiped out!"

Demon Cult! ?Qin Shu opened his mouth in surprise, and thought to himself: Is this the terrifying demon sect at the door of the old head?It looks... a bit miserable.

He floated all the way, and found that there were not many people inside and outside the main altar of the Demon Cult, and the number of Qingcheng faction who attacked was dozens of times that of the Demon Cult.

"It can't be destroyed. You have abandoned evil and pursued good. God sees it and will give you a way out." The man on the grand master's chair finally stood up, his figure was slim and straight, and he looked a little... frail?

Qin Shu reckoned that this should be his illusion, the rumored leader of the Demon Cult was a formidable character.

And what the leader said, why do you feel weird?

The head guard who knelt on one knee let out a grunt, swallowed his saliva, hurriedly looked down, looked at his toes, and continued: "I beg the leader to take action and wipe out these hypocritical righteous people of the Qingcheng faction!"

"Wrong." The leader of the Demon Cult turned around and corrected his tone in an unhurried tone, "The past Demon Cult's bad deeds are too numerous to record, and it is not uncommon for those Righteous Alliances to shout and kill. However, since I have already spoken out, The Demon Cult has changed its mind since then, and if they want to continue pestering them, then... drive them back."

Hearing this, Qin Shu couldn't help feeling a little better about the leader of the Demon Cult: Knowing his mistakes can make a big difference, judging by his reaction, he doesn't seem like a big villain who doesn't take human life seriously.

Perhaps, what the old head told him did not match the truth.

While he was thinking, the leader of the Demon Cult had already walked out of the hall, and the chief guard followed him with tears in his eyes: "Yes! Yes! Yes! What the leader said is right, please act quickly! If you delay any longer, we will all play It's over!"

It looks dangerous.

Qin Shu turned his head and saw that the dark crowd of Qingcheng faction had rushed forward. The leader held a sword and shouted very loudly: "All brothers and sisters, follow me! Kill the leader of the demon sect, Yang My righteous way is glorious! If I don’t get rid of the Demon Cult, I swear I won’t be a human being!”

Qin Shu: "..." This slogan is a bit confusing. In his opinion, this is clearly a sneak attack by using more to bully the less.

"Slay the leader of the demon sect, and let me shine on the righteous way!" The person who shouted the slogan the loudest also rushed the fastest, and then——

The leader of the Demon Cult raised his hand, snapped his fingers lightly, and with a bang, a thunderbolt struck down, and the leader of the Qingcheng faction...was struck dead by lightning.

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, and when they realized it, they turned around and fled in unison.

"Run! Run! This horse is a fairy from the mainland who came down to earth!"

"I said why the Devil's Cult has changed its behavior and style recently. If I knew it, I wouldn't have come to this muddy water..."

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, and the leader of the Demon Cult turned his head with a slightly confused expression, looking at the chief guard who was gasping for breath: "Going to the mainland, where is it?"

The head of the guard replied respectfully and with a bit of anticipation: "I heard that it is the fairy world headed by the five great fairy gates, and it is not for mere mortals like us to go."

Floating in the air, Qin Shu clearly heard the shouts of the people below, the immortals who went to the mainland, the style of the Demon Cult has completely changed, and so on. After a little thought, he came to a sad conclusion: the old master really lied. he!

Perhaps, from the beginning to the end, the old head didn't say a few words of truth.

But why did the old master lie to him?

Qin Shu was a little sad, after all, in his short memory, he used to treat people like relatives.

He changed his mind: it is also possible that this dream is fake.

"Boom——" There was another terrible thunder, and this time, a bluish-white thunderbolt with the thickness of a bowl fell in the air, hitting the leader of the Demon Cult below!

Qin Shu covered his mouth in horror, and watched the man being hit by the nine-day thunder. For some reason, he felt the same pain.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible force seemed to suck him into a place, and he heard a mechanically cold voice appearing in his mind, with reprimands and accusations: "You stowaway who came out of nowhere Guest, you actually killed my host! Disrupted the entire plot, I want you to become a waste without spiritual roots, and experience all the heartache and pain in the world! What? The target energy is too powerful to be sanctioned? Then Self-destruct! Same, return, end, end!"

The last four words, quite a taste of teeth gnashing, very scary.

Qin Shu exclaimed, woke up in shock, touched his forehead, sweating profusely.

This dream was so real that he felt like he was actually there, especially at the end, the pain that seemed to be struck by lightning still vaguely remained, making him unable to move.

Until the little orange cat lying next to the pillow came over and rubbed him: "Meow?"

Only then did Qin Shu slow down, picked up the little orange cat, hugged it without saying a word, stared at the void in the darkness for a long time, and finally made a sound like a mosquito: "Xiaoju, could I be the one who was caught by the cat?" Thunderbolt's demon sect leader?"

"Mi woo woo -" the little orange cat uttered a soft cry, and then stretched out its tongue to lick the palm of his hand.

"That's right, whether it is or not, it has already happened in the past. The most important thing to be a human being is to cherish the present."

Qin Shu quickly figured it out, all of this right now gave him peace of mind.

Mr. Yu looked difficult to get along with, often with a straight face, and rarely saw a smile on his face, but in fact he was a good master who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Xia Ke has nothing to say, he has always been very kind to him, and never dislikes him as a little junior with low talent and embarrassing the master. In order to let him be able to protect himself, he sacrificed his sleep time and rushed to work overnight to help him refine the magic weapon.

In addition to his master and senior brother, he also has Xiaoxiao, his good friend who accompanied him up the mountain to catch birds and fish in the river, as well as Mr. Qiu and senior brother Chu Xun...these are the most precious treasures in his life.

"Xiaoju, if the past memories are not good, let's not remember them at all, what do you think?" In the darkest morning before dawn, the boy's hesitant, apprehensive and uneasy voice sounded slowly .

In the darkness, the little orange cat raised its head and responded softly: "Meow."