Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Seeing this scene, Meng Zezhi's pupils tightened.

"Damn!" He couldn't help cursing inwardly, and the moment the female ghost in red attacked him, he grabbed Han Daqin and shrank down, only to see the female ghost in red's two sharp claws stabbing fiercely. After entering the wall, fragments of broken tiles fell on the faces of the two of them.

Immediately after, Meng Zezhi hunched over, kicked open the toilet door, and dragged Han Daqin to the outside.

"Heh——" the woman in red sneered, pulled out her sharp claws with light force, and then followed her leisurely as if she was chasing some favorite toy.

Meng Zezhi gasped for breath and shouted anxiously: "The system—"

"Sincerely recommend it to the host, the cheat book "Introduction to the Magician", the enlightened edition."

After finishing speaking, a transparent display screen appeared in front of Meng Zezhi.

In the first grid of the interface, there is a thick stack of thread-bound books, and below it is written "Introduction to the Magician", the enlightened version, five thousand points of merit.

Beside it, there is also a thick stack of thread-bound books, under which is written the ordinary version of "Introduction to the Sorcerer", two thousand points of merit.

profiteer -

Meng Zezhi immediately blackened his face. You must know that in the last world, he was sick and dying, but in the end he only saved [-] points of merit. In this world, he has to spend [-] points of merit before starting to do the task. ——

Just listen to the system's explanation: "The things produced by the system mall, once learned, can be used for life. And every time the host subdues or gets rid of a ghost, the test meritorious service is also rewarded with merit. For example, the red-clothed female ghost in front of me is worth [-] points." Merit, like Li Wenhuan, is worth a thousand points of merit."

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi felt much more at ease, not to mention, does he have a choice now?

I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf!

He gritted his teeth: "I bought it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pile of messy things poured into his sea of ​​consciousness like a torrent. Accompanied by the pain that pierced his bones, Meng Zezhi froze in his footsteps, and punched the wall with his fist, and managed to stand still.

In a hurry, Han Daqin, who couldn't hold back his feet, ran straight into Meng Zezhi, and his fragile nose was severely injured again.

"Fuck!" Han Daqin held his nose, tears streaming down his face. He subconsciously wanted to yell, but as if he had thought of something, he swallowed back the words he was about to blurt out, and finally he could only say: "What, what's wrong?"

Just as she was talking, the female ghost in red had already chased after her, and she said fiercely, "I see where else can you escape?"

Hearing this, Han Daqin's scalp went numb, and the moment he tremblingly turned his head to look at the woman in red, Meng Zezhi grabbed his collar and threw it towards the woman in red.

"Granny, Xie Guangsheng—" Han Daqin cried.

It happened so suddenly, by the time the woman in red came to her senses, Han Daqin had already been hugged by her.The pupils of the woman in red shrank slightly, and the blood in the bloody hole on her forehead flowed more cheerfully.

Han Daqin trembled, his mind went blank, but he still remembered begging for mercy: "No, don't kill me..."

Before the words fell, there was another sound of piercing through the air, and I saw a colorful thing flying towards the female ghost in red.

Knowing the lesson of being slashed by the mahogany sword before, the female ghost in red let go of her hands and dodged subconsciously.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of ceramics breaking, Han Daqin fell heavily to the ground, grinning, the corner of his eyes fell on the broken porcelain not far away, his facial features twisted into a ball.

Fuck, his 350 million Qing Yongzheng red-ground enamel colored Nine Autumn Bowl.

Only then did Han Daqin realize that they had come to his treasure room.

His heart tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Meng Zezhi.

All I saw was Meng Zezhi turned over on his kite, rushed towards the corner of the wall, and then pulled out the long sword from the weapon rack.

Han Daqin's expression cracked.

He spent 600 million to buy the Ming Dynasty court Longquan sword.

Meng Zezhi held the sword in his right hand, quickly made a tactic with his left hand, finally spread out his palm, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and touched the blade, the cold light was immediately stained with a layer of red light.

Seeing this scene, Han Daqin shivered reflexively, and silently retreated into the corner.

The next moment, Meng Zezhi looked at the woman in red floating in the air, and shouted, "Look at the sword—"

Then he kicked his feet and rushed up with the long sword.

The aura is enough, but it's a pity that a novice is a novice. If he has decades of internal strength, if he doesn't know how to use it, he still can't become a peerless master.

The woman in red looked at Meng Zezhi's messy gait, and sneered, "Boy, if you don't show me how powerful you are, you don't know that Prince Ma has three eyes!"

As she spoke, she dodged the long sword and appeared behind Meng Zezhi in an instant, then kicked Meng Zezhi on the back and sent him flying, viciously. He slammed into the wall hard.

Pain, piercing pain——

Having been pampered and pampered for decades, Meng Ze knew when he had suffered such a hardship. He grinned, but had to raise his long sword and charged forward again.

Han Daqin huddled in the corner, just watching Meng Zezhi like an unbeatable xiaoqiang, attacking again and again, and then being thrown away by the woman in red again and again.

After repeating this more than a dozen times, the woman in red lost her interest. When Meng Zezhi came to her door again, she flicked her long sleeve and knocked out the long sword in Meng Zezhi's hand, and then grabbed it. Meng Zezhi's neck.

"Boy, this is the end of overreaching!"

"Ahem..." Meng Zezhi sneered with his feet in the air, with blood on his mouth, and said with difficulty, "What level am I, can I not know?"

"What?" The woman in red was taken aback.

"If I don't do that, how dare you talk to me like that?"

After speaking, Meng Zezhi's complexion changed, he flipped the palm of his left hand, and patted the woman in red directly.

The red-clothed woman's pupils tightened, and she could only see blood gushing out from the wound on the palm of the oncoming person, and in just two breaths, a talisman quickly condensed on the palm.

not good--

In the light of the calcium carbide fire, the woman in red increased the strength between her fingers, but before she could cut off Meng Zezhi's neck, her palm had already slapped her on the face.

"what--"

Accompanied by bursts of screams, black smoke rose from the place where the palms and faces touched, and the two of them immediately fell down as if they were out of balance.

Meng Zezhi, who had been prepared for a long time, bent his legs and landed firmly on the ground, and then pushed the woman in red back in a hurry, until she was firmly pressed against the wall, unable to move.

"Ah—I'm going to kill you—" the woman in red roared hysterically, her soul and body seemed much thinner.

Meng Zezhi was unmoved, and just kept urging the blood from all over his body to rush to the palm of his hand. After a while, two wrinkles appeared on his forehead.

The tone of the woman in red became more and more bitter: "I am dead, my master will definitely avenge me, Han Daqin, Xie Bowen, Wan Ziqing...don't even try to escape..."

Seeing that the soul of the woman in red became more and more transparent, and her arrogance gradually subsided, Han Daqin swallowed, unable to understand why the situation suddenly turned around.

But that didn't stop him from letting out a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Meng Zezhi shouted coldly: "Sword."

Needless to say, he knew that these words were addressed to Han Daqin, after all, there was no one else present besides him.

sword?sword--

Han Daqin's eyes fell on the long sword on the ground not far away, he hurriedly crawled out from the corner, picked up the long sword and brought it to Meng Zezhi: "Xie Guang...Uncle Xie, the sword—"

As if knowing what Meng Zezhi was going to do, the woman in red was finally scared, she stared at her eyes, and the blood hole on her forehead stopped bleeding: "No, you can't kill me, I..."

In the middle of speaking, Meng Zezhi took the long sword from Han Daqin's hand. The blood on the blade was still wet, and then stabbed the sword into the stomach of the woman in red.

"Do not--"

Accompanied by deafening screams, the female ghost in red gradually turned into smoke from bottom to top and disappeared into the air.

Unexpectedly, his soul flew away.

After doing this, Meng Zezhi's legs softened, and he half knelt on the ground leaning on his long sword.

"Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie." Han Daqin regained his composure, and quickly stretched out his hand to help him. Unexpectedly, he was facing a face full of vicissitudes, and even the mustache on his chin was stained with a layer of gray. color.

Han Daqin opened his mouth: "Uncle Xie, why did you become like this?"

You must know that Xie Guangsheng's face is notoriously tender. He is obviously a person who is already in his fourth year, but he looks like a 27-year-old.

How come Xie Guangsheng looks as if he has aged more than ten years in just this short period of time.

"Fighter, don't worry about it." Meng Zezhi endured the pain and said, "I have something for you to do here."

"Tell me." Han Daqin responded hastily, and now Meng Zezhi is his backbone.

"Find Lu Huaijin. He is a star. I forgot which brokerage company he is in. No matter what method you use, send him away immediately. Don't let him stay in the capital, otherwise you and I will be in danger."

Because of the marriage contract, the old ghost Li Wenhuan can't stay too far away from Wan Zihuai. Now that the woman in red is dead, if Li Wenhuan comes to her, the consequences will be disastrous. up.

Hearing the four words of worrying about his life, Han Daqin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "Okay, I'll send someone to do it right away."

After finishing speaking, he did not wait for Meng Zezhi's reply. He fixed his eyes and saw that Meng Zezhi had passed out.