Cannon Fodder Slap Guide [Quick Transmigration]

Nahuus could feel that the person behind him had been standing for a long time, he just didn't want to turn around and listen to what she had to say.

The woman was dressed in a golden and black-patterned robe and a golden crown on her head. She had a gorgeous and elegant appearance, and she exuded a queen-like aura just by standing there.But facing the back of Nahus, she still spoke with some respect in her tone: "I heard that the high priest thinks he has found Aisis?"

The word "self-confidence" touched Nahuus's nerves. He finally turned around, stood on the steps and looked down at the queen from the Wengworm's nest, and said lightly: "It seems that the trypanosome king is still standing. Be stubborn and insist that that person is not the reincarnation of Aisis's soul."

"Perhaps you are the high priest who is stubborn." Queen Onworm's attitude was not as tough as that of the king of trypanosomes, but she obviously agreed with the king's ideas.

Nahuus said disapprovingly: "I saw the swarm make way for him with my own eyes. Could it be false?"

A touch of sadness and sympathy appeared on Queen Onworm's face, but it disappeared like a fleeting image.She said sternly: "The Zerg of Oasis are all the subjects of the scarab god. Once his soul reincarnates, we will be the first to perceive it. The person the high priest mentioned is definitely not Aiyi Sith, he can't save the land..."

Nahus looked at the queen coldly, a piece of frost flew out of the corner of his eyes, and with a light wave of his arm, layers of air waves were set off in the air, shocking the entire temple.

The Queen's robes fluttered violently, making a rustling sound. She staggered and took a few steps back, trying to stabilize her figure, but her internal organs still felt the overwhelming pain under such coercion.

Her face was extremely ugly, her lips moved, and the warning words rolled on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't say it after all.

After all, Nahuus was transformed by a ray of divine consciousness after the high priest fell into a deep sleep. He has the highest status of Oasis, symbolizing the theocratic power of the moon god in the world.The queen didn't want to offend him, so she could only exit the temple silently.

Nahuus turned his back again, and the queen could only exit the temple silently.

"Could it be that I was really wrong..."

Nahuus looked into the void, and the appearance of Aisis and the face of Tong Lin appeared in front of his eyes, and these two people could not overlap no matter what.

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The vast galaxy covered the night sky, and the faint moonlight shone down, covering the desert with a gentle veil, making it less ruthless than in the daytime.

Outside the Ratchet tribe not far from the Obsidian Valley, there is a small castle made of chaotic rocks and dead wood, which isolates a world in the yellow sand.

There was a mat spread out on the sand, and two young men with handsome features were sitting next to each other, fingers intertwined, looking at each other affectionately, and whispering their youthful thoughts in their mouths.

Yin Sosa stroked Confete's eyebrows with his fingers, and comforted him: "It doesn't matter even if Sang Salan becomes the heir to the patriarch, there will be opportunities to get rid of him in the future."

Confite grabbed Yin Sosa's hand and put it on his lips and kissed it, with a vicious smile on his face: "Maybe he has no chance to come out of the Valley of Fury."

Before Tong Lin left, Confeit made some manipulations. Between each layer of the animal skin he prepared, he sandwiched the flammable black fire grass that Yin Sosa found for him, and put his quiver inside. The connection between the head and the shaft of each arrow in the arrow is corroded, and the surface looks intact, but in fact it will break if touched lightly.

"Either be burned to death, or be blown to death," Confeit said happily, with a cold gleam in his eyes, "and then he will be pecked by fire crows until only the bones are left. I will volunteer to collect his body when the time comes."

Yin Sosa echoed: "Even if he survived by chance, he is probably severely disabled. I have prepared herbs with excellent curative effect for you. As long as there is a wound on his skin, it will fester in a large area , can no longer be recovered."

The two whispered softly, occasionally mixed with deep laughter. At first glance, it seemed that they were talking about a light and interesting topic. It was hard to imagine that the maliciousness between the words was so chilling.

Confete sniffed the aphrodisiac herbs that Yin Sosa brought beside him, kissed Yin Sosa passionately, and the other side also hooked his neck, and the two fell on the mat, stroking each other's body, both hands The legs were tangled together, and the waist and hips jerked and rubbed unbearably.

They haven't seen each other for several days, and they have been suppressed for a long time. At this moment, they are naturally burning with desire and unable to control themselves.Yin Sousa put his hand into Confete's loincloth, and groped between his legs. When he touched a small and hard object of impressive size, he touched it for a long time before confirming what it was.

Yin Sousa withdrew his hand violently, sat up in disbelief, and turned up the loincloth of Confit in order to confirm his guess.Seeing the little bird that was about the same length and thickness as a thumb, he couldn't believe his eyes, fiddled with his hands several times in horror, and finally couldn't help shouting: "What is this?!"

Confite pushed his hand away in embarrassment, and told him the secrets of the tribe's inhuman patriarch.After finishing speaking, he took Yin Sosa's hand, looked at him affectionately and said: "We have experienced so much together, I believe that the love between us has been sublimated to the spiritual level, we are soulmates, and we are physically compatible. A small defect can't be an obstacle for us, I know you won't care about this little problem."

A gust of cool night wind blew up on the ground, Yin Sosa couldn't help shivering, the corners of his mouth twitched stiffly, and he said dryly: "You...you're right, we shouldn't care about this small issue ,hehe."

Yin Sosa still cares about this "little" problem, after all, he is the one below!Falling in love at first sight is naturally because of being attracted by the other person's appearance, and inseparability must also be based on a good foundation. Once there is an insurmountable gap between the soul and the flesh, it will soon be filled with emptiness.

Seeing Confeite's affectionate and serious face, it was difficult for Yin Sosa to say cruel words in person, but when he thought of that weird little thing making a piston movement at the entrance of his anus, he felt shuddering again.

Damn it, they deserved that the Storm Tribe was destroyed by the High Priest.

Confeit also saw Yin Sosa's insincere entanglement, and she couldn't help feeling extremely disappointed, hated and annoyed.But he didn't want to lose his beloved after losing the heir, so he hurriedly overwhelmed the other party, trying to use both hands and words, and tried his best to make Yin Sosa so happy that he forgot about that "bird thing".

Yin Sousa finally forced himself into the state, felt a little bit, temporarily put aside the small problems of Confetus, but heard the sound of "rustling" breaking through the sky, and a cyan fire pierced the darkness, penetrating the ambiguity The air pierced straight to the side of the mat where the two lived, followed by an explosion.

A blue light flashed in front of the two of them, and they jumped up from the ground in fright. They didn't know what happened, let alone where to retreat.The green fire didn't give them any time to breathe, one after another fierce lasing came, like a shower of meteor fire, exploding at their feet and around them.

They were sobbing and tearful from the pungent smell in the smoke, and they scurried around like prey being teased by a vicious cat.

The night watchman of the Ratchet tribe was attracted by a series of explosions, ran out and saw clusters of blue flames burning on the sand not far away, and immediately summoned his companions to rush over.

Confitra took Yin Sosa and fled in a panic, trying to escape in the opposite direction.A rocket exploded at Yin Sosa's feet, and his feet were weak and he fell to the ground screaming.Before Comfort could pull him up, another rocket landed on his face, causing his face to be covered in blood.

Yin Sosa's vision was blurred, and he was speechless. He yelled and stretched out his hand to Confete.

Confite raised his eyes and saw the night watchman of the Ratchet tribe who was approaching in a blink of an eye, then looked at Yin Sosa who had lost his ability to move, and murmured: "I'm sorry Yin Sosa, I can't just die here. But don't worry , I will avenge you."

After finishing speaking, under Yin Sousa's horrified stare, he turned and ran away.

On the high sand dunes, the boy's face with his back to the moonlight was shrouded in shadow, and he said "it's a pity" with a little regret in his mouth, but there was only a mocking smile in his dark eyes.I thought that the two of them had such a strong love and unwavering determination, but in the end it was such a simple and straightforward thing to give up the one they loved.

There are still new hickey marks and traces of lust on Yin Sosa's body, and the night watchman found aphrodisiac herbs beside the mat on the ground, and he also saw the back of another man running away, so he was sure of this.

Yin Sousa gesticulated wildly, trying to defend himself, but no matter what his identity was and which tribe he belonged to, as long as he violated the decree issued by the high priest, there would be only one end.

The night watchman of the Ratchet tribe dragged In Sosa away, and soon handed it over to the envoy of the temple to take him back and tie him to the eclipse pillar to accept the burning of the moon fire.

Confeit, who fled back to the Storm Tribe in a panic, was uneasy. He had seen the Fury Valley as if it came from the ghost fire of hell, and he was frightened by the rumbling roar in his ears, but he didn't know why it appeared near the Ratchet Tribe. And it was obviously aimed at him and Yin Sousa.

Before he could sort out his thoughts, he received another knowing blow.

In Confite's heart, Tong Lin should be grilled as human meat skewers and eaten by fire crows at this moment, or at least covered in blood and bruised.But he came back with a bow and arrow in his hands, without a single wound on his body, and it seemed that he didn't even lose a single strand of hair.

Confeit's chest was suffocated, he took a few deep breaths, pushed away the people who went up to him, and pretended to be calm: "I am more happy than anyone else to see you come back safe and sound. Where is your animal skin?"

Tong Lin smiled slightly: "I felt very hot as soon as I entered, so I took it off immediately."

Confite's stomach began to twitch. He restrained the expression on his face, and glanced at the quiver behind Tong Lin. There were only three or two arrows left in a barrel full of arrows when he set out.He smiled on the surface and said: "It seems that the fire crows in Fury Flame Valley have been shot by you."

Tong Lin raised the things in his hands and threw them at the feet of Comfort, saying: "Yes, I baked them and ate them by the way. It tastes good, and I'll bring you one back."

Confite looked down at the fire crow under his feet, its feathers were disheveled, and its head drooped to one side. It was obviously a dead thing, but he saw the decadence of a bereaved dog.

Tong Lin raised Confit's face to look at it, and said with concern: "My dear brother, your complexion is very bad, are you feeling unwell?"

Confite covered her stomach and grinned reluctantly: "Stomach hurts..."

Tong Lin nodded, grabbed the fire crow on the ground and said: "So it's a stomachache, so you can't eat this kind of thing. Let's share this fire crow with everyone to try it out."

The people of the tribe felt that it was very fresh after receiving the fire crow. How could they still eat the ferocious bird in the Flame of Fury Valley?

Confete returned to the residence silently, overturned the table furiously, clenched his fists and trembled all over.He couldn't figure out how Tong Lin left Fury Valley unscathed.

In fact, even Tong Lin himself was surprised.After taking off the ignited animal skin, not only did he not get burned by the flames, he didn't even feel a trace of heat. Once the high splashed lava fell on him, he was immediately bounced away, as if there was a hole outside his skin. An invisible layer of protection.

With this layer of protection, he is almost unimpeded in the Valley of Fury Flame.Then he realized that the reason for the blue flames, pungent smell and explosion in the air here was the high-purity sulfur in the eruption.

He used a newly acquired dagger to cut off the unburned part of the animal hide and cut it into strips, re-bound the broken arrowheads to the arrow shafts, and used sulfur to make them into rockets. After the arrow is shot, it will ignite the sulfur in the air, forming a small-scale explosion, and the hovering fire crows will soon lose their threat.

After the test in Flame of Fury Valley was over, Tong Lin safely passed through the termite nest and rock mud pool under the protection of a unique protective layer. It is the darling who regards him as the only favored by the wind god.

After going through the triple test, there is only the last step left - to drink the medicine of "cutting off children and grandchildren".

Confete had suffered from insomnia for several nights in a row, his eyes were bloodshot, and the successive failures and blows made him almost collapse.But when he thought that Tong Lin was about to experience the suffering he had endured, his heart became excited again.

After drinking that medicine, you will be weak for a while, and then you will have a chance to attack.Even if it doesn't work, Comfort is full of anticipation when he thinks of seeing Tong Lin cowering in pain on the ground begging for help.

So when the elder called Tong Lin to go, Confit also followed.Everything was the same as when he was suffering that day. The elders, patriarchs, witch doctors and wise men were all there, and the room was filled with the smell of various herbs, and the only little light made the whole space look more gloomy and cramped.

The patriarch had a sad face as always, and the others also looked stern, like wooden sculptures trapped in the shadows.The not-so-large space was filled with a strange and oppressive atmosphere. Everyone seemed to be thinking about it, but their eyes all focused on Tong Lin in unison.

Confite's eyes flickered, her heart was beating like a drum, and the drumbeat kept accelerating in the silence of the crowd, and the rhythm was like a storm.

"Sang Saran." Elder Tumontan finally spoke.