The cannon fodder doesn't want to accept his fate [Quick Transmigration]

Xing Ran was caught by Moxiu, to be precise, he was caught on purpose.

Not long after he separated from Xie Xiao, he met people who were waiting for him on the only way to exit. Those two demon cultivators were only in the middle stage of Golden Core. question.

However, Xing Ran still pretended to be invincible and was arrested, and was tied with a fairy lock.

"hurry up!"

At another hidden exit of the secret realm, Xing Ran was being pushed out.

After leaving the outside world, the scenery in front of them obviously no longer belonged to the Lingshan School, and the two of them relaxed a lot, and began to criticize Xing Ran unscrupulously.

"Tsk, brother, this man is indeed a top water spirit root! Look at his appearance, he is a bit more beautiful than a woman..." A wretched-looking Mo Xiu stretched out his hand to touch Xing Ran's face, Xing Ran Frowning and dodging away.

Seeing him dodging, the man wasn't angry, but his eyes became more playful, "Yo, I want to be bullied even more when I'm angry."

"Okay, let's go back quickly!" Another demon cultivator interrupted his companion, and said impatiently, "We'll be finished after the Lingshan faction chases us!"

Hearing that, the man no longer molested Xing Ran, and joined forces with another magician to cast a spell, and then black smoke enveloped them, and a few seconds later, Xing Ran was taken to a prison-like place.

Two demon cultivators urged him to go in. Some young men and women who were imprisoned in the cells on both sides of the road, saw the demon cultivators, and they all curled up in the corner in fear. Xing Ran saw that among the prisoners, there were even The children who were only seven or eight years old, seeing the bewilderment and fear on their faces, a dark light flashed in Xing Ran's eyes.

Moxiu took him to the innermost cell made of special materials, then opened the door and pushed him in.

"Thirty cauldron seedlings, this year's harvest is really quite a lot!"

"That's right, we got a few top-quality products. If the suzerain is happy, maybe he can give us a few for fun!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The two demon cultivators locked the cell where Xing Ran was held, put down a layer of restrictions, and then left with a big smile. People deliver meals.

Xing Ran looked at the jailers, there was no fluctuation of spiritual power on his body, he couldn't help but wondered: "5117, this doesn't look like the realm of demon cultivators."

"Host, you guessed right, this is not the Demon Realm, but the Human Realm!"

"You are now locked in a dungeon in a yamen in the northwest of the human world."

Xing Ran frowned: "The officials here actually colluded with the demon cultivator? Does the human emperor care?"

"My simple host, this place is far away from the capital, the magistrate almost covers the sky with one hand, and the officials who know the situation are forced to report the situation because of the evil cultivator-wei, so after so many years, the emperor has been kept in the dark! "

"...The people are being persecuted, and the people under him are obedient and disobedient. This emperor is really aggrieved."

After the food delivery jailer left, there was a "click", and the immortal lock broke. Xing Ran bombed the dust on the jersey, and then tapped his fingertips, and the prison door was instantly wrapped in ice. With another light touch, the special material made Cheng, the prison door dedicated to detaining monks, like fragile glass, shattered with a "boom".

Xing Ran walked out leisurely, and the other people in the cell stopped eating when they heard the movement, and lay on the iron bars to watch him.

The man was dressed in light blue brocade clothes, tall and slender, and his appearance was unparalleled in the world. His pair of most attractive phoenix eyes, when he was not smiling, had a sense of coldness and alienation at the end of his eyes, but now when he smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, and his pink lips were hooked. Waking up, like a warm spring day, the ice and snow melted, and the whole body seemed to have a layer of holy brilliance.

During the days and nights of being held as cargo, in this boundless dark dungeon, at this moment, they seemed to see light.

Xing Ran raised his hand slightly, and the chains in each cell broke.

He said gently to everyone: "Do you want to go back to Lingshan Sect with me?"

"There, no one can hurt you anymore, you can practice and live."

The gentle and clear voice reaches everyone's heart, drives away their inner fear, and brings them the hope of rebirth.

"I beg Xianjun to take us out of here!"

One person began to kneel down with tears in his eyes, and another person knelt down. Slowly, the prison cell fell to its knees.

"Ah?" Xing Ran was taken aback by this battle, and quickly helped the little girl closest to him, "Hey... get up quickly, don't kneel!"

They were still kneeling as if they hadn't heard Xing Ran's words, Xing Ran said helplessly: "Time is running out, everyone get up."

At this time, everyone got up, and one of them looked at Xing Ran worriedly and said: "But Xianjun, there are demon cultivators defending outside, so many of us, how do we get out?"

"This is easy." Xing Ran smiled and tore up the charm Yan Zhong gave him. A few seconds later, Yan Zhong appeared in front of everyone.

Yan Chong glanced around the cell, looked at Xing Ran, frowned slightly and said with a slight smile: "So you are here."

Xing Ran scratched his head embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, Master, for making you worry."

"I believe you're fine, but it frightened your junior brother." As he spoke, his tone changed, and he looked at Xing Ran helplessly, "And that Nanxuan, it is said that he has been looking for you in the secret realm .”

"I won't do it in the future..." Xing Ran was a little embarrassed by him. For some reason, he didn't want to mention Nanxuan in front of this man, as if he was afraid that he would misunderstand what he had with Nanxuan... …

"By the way, Master, the disciple called Master to come here to ask Master, can these people be brought back to Qingling Peak?"

Afraid that the man might not understand, he explained again: "These are single water spirit roots or double water spirit roots. They were captured by the demon cultivator and prepared to make... I have already promised them that I will bring them to the Lingshan sect..."

Having said that, Xing Ran only realized later, and was a little annoyed, why did he pass the master and promised to go to Haikou first, and the master, the old man, will not be happy...

This time he is not retreating, and the number of people is too much... No matter what, it is not up to him, the big brother, to call the shots.

Xing Ran started to get nervous, and every second of the man's silence made him more nervous.

The cell was suddenly quiet, and everyone was waiting for the man's answer. At this moment, a big hand fell on the top of Xing Ran's head, and then a low laughter came from his ears.

"Why not, at Qingling Peak, you can do whatever you want."

"Well... thank you, Master."

Xing Ran's face turned red again, in front of so many people, in front of so many people, it's not good to kill Master!

But when he looked up.

"Huh? Where are people?"

"I sent them back to the sect for my teacher."

Xing Ran opened his mouth in shock, he hesitated to speak, when did he make a move?how so fast

With a smile on the corner of Yan Zhong's mouth, he continued: "I also notified your junior brother, he will make arrangements, don't worry."

"Let's go."

Xing Ran was stunned: "Where are you going?"

Are you not going back to Qing Lingfeng?

"Go and find the person who kidnapped you." Yan Zhong's eyes flashed with a smile, "They bullied you, how about you vent your anger for Master?"

Xing Ran nodded, and a sweet warmth rushed into his heart immediately.

Is this the feeling of being pampered by a master?Now he seems to understand a little bit why Bai Qing became so greedy and tried so hard to get all of Nanxuan's love...

Xing Ran stretched out his hand to caress the Fire Spirit Orb hanging around his neck,

Because it's really warm...

……

The master's work is simple and rough, Yan Zhong directly found the two demon cultivators who had tied Xing Ran earlier, and forced them to lead the way for them, and waited until they arrived at the demon cultivator's territory.

"Apprentice, you wait here first, and come as you go as a teacher."

Xing Ran nodded obediently, Yan Zhong put a protective cover on him, and then stepped into the gate of the Demon Cult.

Afterwards, Xing Ran heard the sounds of fighting and screams coming from the crack of the door.

"5117, can my master beat that old ghost?" The old ghost has used countless furnaces, and his skills are evil. Not to mention his fierce attacks, his cultivation base is also very strong.

"It should be fine..." 5117 said uncertainly.

"What should it be?"

5117 scratched his head: "I can't find out Yan Zhong's cultivation...but I think it should be higher than that old ghost."

Hearing this, Xing Ran was taken aback.

5117 This otherworldly system can't find out the specific cultivation level of a person in this small world?

But before he could think about it, the door opened with a "squeak".

Yan Zhong threw a man with a sinister face and ghostly appearance in front of Xing Ran. The man was full of anger and unwillingness, but he couldn't move.

That man was the old devil who had just barely broken through the tribulation, and now he was caught by Yan Zhong like a chicken, and he was caught easily.

In the yard behind the door, at a glance, all the demon cultivators lying on the ground were still howling and struggling.

Master... so strong!

Yan Chong patted the dust off the hem of his clothes, even though he was doing a series of rough movements, he was graceful and calm, as if these qualities had already been deeply rooted in his soul.

He asked, "apprentice, what do you want to do with him?"

How to deal with it?

How many boys and girls, and Yin Shuize, have been murdered by this person, how will they deal with it?

"Just kill it."

Although his tone was light, there was no trace of warmth in those beautiful eyes. Anyone could tell how serious his words were.

Hearing the words, the old ghost head stared at Xing Ran with wide eyes in horror: "You guys claim to be famous and upright! I have no grievances or enmities with you, why do you treat me like this!"

"I don't accept it, even if I turn into a ghost..."

The snow-colored long sword pierced through the heart from behind, and the old ghost's voice stopped abruptly.

"It's noisy."

After all, he stretched out his hand to grab the void, and a translucent and black airy thing was imprisoned in his hand.

The thing was rampaging in his hands, trying to escape, but was crushed by Yan Zhong's fingers.

"No chance."

Afterwards, Yan Zhong drew out his long sword and cast a spell. In the next second, the blade and his robe were spotless.

"Disciple, now that you have come out, let me take you to play in the world as a teacher?"

Xing Ran smiled brightly: "Okay, Master."

Under the colorful sunset, master and apprentice walk side by side, with darkness and sin behind them, and light and beauty in front of them.