Time travel has become a cannon fodder worse than the male second

Qin Yi: I don't know how to explain it to you. After all, I'm just a cannon fodder for a prophet.

He said: "No, just in case later, if something happens to me, remember to take good care of yourself."

Jinzhan frowned, seemingly incomprehensible, but still nodded.

Thinking of Jinzhan's ending in the original book, Qin Yi couldn't help sighing a little. He rubbed Jinzhan's head: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. How is the progress between you and Yu Liang? Is it going well?"

Jinzhan touched his cheeks that were a little hot, and said: "It's going well, and I think we will be able to choose an auspicious day to get married in the near future."

Didn't expect them to develop so fast.

Qin Yi smiled and said: "That's good, then you must invite me to your wedding." How could such a happy day lose his place as a strong assist.

Jinzhan nodded vigorously: "It will definitely."

He also smiled softly and said: "Actually, I have discussed it with my family. When the time comes to hold a banquet, I want to make it the hot pot form you mentioned."

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you are really good at hot pot."

Jinzhan was a little embarrassed: "It's mainly because it's so delicious."

I hope others in the tribe can try it too.

Qin Yi felt like a loving old father, he said: "I hope you can be happy. It's getting late now, I'll go back first."

Jinzhan originally wanted to send Qin Yi off again, but was driven back by Qin Yi saying "Our house is not far away, no need".

However, before Qin Yi had gone far, he saw a figure in the darkness.

It is Mucheng.

I don't know how long I have been waiting outside, but it looks like they are here to pick me up.

Sure enough, Mu Cheng said: "I see that you will not come back for a long time, so I just want to come and see you."

Qin Yi said: "I talked to Jinzhan a little bit more, don't worry."

The two walked side by side.

I don't know who took whose hand first.

Qin Yi felt the temperature in Mucheng's palm, and his hand, which had been slightly chilled by the cold wind, quickly warmed up.

Qin Yi casually chatted with Mu Cheng: "Jinzhan told me just now that he and Yu Liang are getting married soon."

Mucheng: "Yes."

Qin Yi continued: "I didn't expect it to be so fast, but they are quite a good match."

Mucheng: "Yes."

Qin Yi said: "Let's go to a wedding together then."

Mu Cheng said: "Okay."

Everything seemed to be in a good atmosphere, but Qin Yi deliberately made things difficult for Mucheng.

"This reminds me of our previous wedding." Those accidents, or fate.

Qin Yi said: "At that time, did the patriarch really want to choose me as a partner?"

In fact, he already had the answer in his heart, but he still asked for some reason.

Sure enough, Mucheng fell silent and did not reply.

As the evening wind blew, Qin Yi felt that he seemed to be a little colder.

He drew his hand back.

Mucheng didn't hold his hand again.

Qin Yi felt that he was drifting away now, so he dared to take the initiative to ask Mucheng about his feelings.

He is a male second who is loyal to the hero, so what kind of relationship can he have with cannon fodder?

At night, another group of pigeons landed on their window sill in a fluttering motion.

Well, is a similar plot coming again?

I always feel that when I see this pigeon, it seems that something is about to happen.

Do something.

Sure enough, after Mucheng unwrapped the things tied to the pigeon's legs, he found that it was related to the sinking clouds.