[Transmigration Book] Master Cannon Fodder is so tired every day!

"...All right." Mou Tao was very innocent, completely unaware that the monk's dream had a certain omen, and lay down with her crumbling body, her face still very pale.The inexplicable tiredness directed him to close his eyes, even if he was unwilling to accept the answer, he could only fall into a deep sleep.

Heart tired.Forced to close his eyes, the magic mirror quietly stretched out a touch of spiritual power when he saw this, and carefully tucked in the quilt for Su Qitao.

Taotao hey...

The next day, Su Qitao felt quite tired, lazily rubbing her eyes, and swaggeringly stepped on the flip-flops she made with her hands to wash up.

Outside the door, Hua Hua took a look at his master's slovenly appearance, the broom in his palm trembled slightly, while the others couldn't help shaking their shoulders when they saw Su Qitao not opening their eyes for a long time.

Taoyao Shangjun is clearly unrestrained and uninhibited...how can it be the affectation that those people said.

The peach blossoms on the peach cliff are all over the ground. It would have been fine if it hadn’t rained, but it rained the day before yesterday and it was impossible to see, it was full of mud and ruins.Coincidentally, they also wanted to take this opportunity to see Shangjun Taoyao who was punished for them, but seeing him like this, it shouldn't be a big problem.

Jiang Ling heaved a sigh of relief, and quietly cast a glance at Vanity who shook his head slightly.

"?"what?

Jiang Ling continued to wink his eyes - you still don't care if Lord Taoyao is like that?And he is your master... Is he really your master? Why don't you visit him?

Vanity ignores the winking Jiang Ling, throws a broom and approaches. "Master?" When he got closer, he found that Su Qitao's face was very pale.

The distance produces beauty, and the branches are hidden, so they can't see clearly.Hua Hua quickly supported Su Qitao, who was shaking slightly, with a gloomy face.

His hands are cold and cold, and his breathing is weak... Is this an internal injury?

"Cough cough." It took Su Qitao a long time to react, and he coughed non-stop while covering his lips, unable to lift his eyelids, "Fantasy..."

It was hoarse and cracked, as if it contained dirty blood.

"Master." Fu Hua hurriedly patted him on the back, and with the other hand he forcibly pulled away the cold hand that was covering his lips tightly. A few strands of blood lay quietly on the palm, and the bright red color hurt his heart, "I Take you to Ningya."

After finishing speaking, he held the person firmly with both hands, and stepped on the spirit boat and drove towards Ning Ya at high speed.

During this period, Su Qitao kept coughing non-stop, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and the little disciple who had been by their side turned pale with fright.

...but don't worry about it.

Hurrying into Ning Ya who was teaching, before Changning Lord could react, Fuhua knelt down on one knee, begging Changning Lord to heal him with dazed eyes.The rest of the following disciples also knelt down, and the little Bai Bao even wiped the golden beans that kept falling with both hands, the whole team was pitiful.

It's all their fault, they actually thought that Mr. Taoyao would be fine after coming out of the cliff.But I would like to ask, throughout the ages, which monk can retreat unscathed?

"Hey, I didn't say I'm dead." Mingxi rubbed his chin, Ning Ya didn't care about worldly affairs, at first he was really a little scared, "Come here, put me down so I can check the pulse of my junior."

Crashing and kneeling together, it seems that they really like Su Qitao.

Hua Hua hurriedly put him on the bed, Ning Ya's disciples took the medicine box from the medicine shed behind him and waited aside.

The scent of medicine on Ningya was faint, and the breeze was rippling, but everyone was in no mood to enjoy this rare tranquility, but stared closely at the person on the bed, for fear that he might make a mistake.

Seeing the thin sweat dripping from the forehead of Mingming, and the silver needles from the fingertips piercing into the snow-white skin of the master, their faces couldn't help turning pale.

Su Qitao seemed to be stimulated, blood dripped from the corners of her lips, her brows were tightly furrowed, her fingertips moved slightly, and she faintly resisted something.

Su Tangli, who came after hearing the news, pushed open the screen door, panting, and handed a bead to the jet-black vanity in the corner.

Staring at the pair of eyes very similar to Su Qitao, Hua Hua finally broke free from the nightmare of the previous life, "...what is this?"

Su Tangli made a mouth shape, and Hua Hua instantly understood what Su Tangli wanted to convey.He stood up abruptly, and handed the round black bead to Mingxi who was constantly administering needles, "My master hasn't recovered from Siguoya, I'm afraid he was taken away by a lonely ghost."

There are countless demons and ghosts suppressed on the fairy gate, and it is normal for one or two to escape from the neglect of guards on weekdays.

Ming Xi frowned upon hearing this, no wonder he couldn't cure it.Immediately waved his hand, beckoning his disciples to find a ghost doctor, then stuffed the soul-fixing pearl into Su Qitao's mouth, and then tapped his eyebrows to calm the soul, buying time.

The magic mirror was too anxious to speak, the 'Su Qitao' in this body hadn't dissipated completely, it waited for the moment when Su Qitao's heart fire weakened, and wanted to regain control of this body.

Fortunately, it thought it was a sequela of taking heart and blood!The magic mirror felt remorseful, and tried to mobilize the aura around it, controlling them to flow into the broken body.

better than nothing.

The ghost doctor's whereabouts are uncertain, even if he recently returned to the fairy gate, it is very difficult to find - no one knows if he is squatting and sleeping in a corner.

Fuhua tightly squeezed the cold hand hanging down to the side, as if this could give Su Qitao strength.

Another hour later, the little disciple dragged the ghost doctor Liu Nian, who was bound by the fairy rope, and who was still hating non-stop, into the house.

Special countermeasures in special times, the immortal ropes issued by Xianmen to disciples are used to deal with unreliable 'adults' most of the time.As soon as Liu Nian entered the door, he felt a rebellious soul force, and instantly broke free from the fairy rope and strode forward.

The little disciple looked at it and said that it was a binding rope that could bind all the big bosses, and shed humble tears - this is not binding the big guys, it is obviously just that the big guys are willing to tie them up for them.

Just say it's not that good.

Lighting a lamp in the fleeting year, the clear medicinal fragrance in the air dissipated a lot, and it was full of the strange smell of decay.

Everyone backed away, and even Ming Qing, who was used to seeing rotting corpses, couldn't stand it, "What?"

Fleeting Nian smiled, "Evil corpse ointment."

Ming Qing's face darkened, and his rare good temper was ruined by the phrase "evil corpse ointment" - if you want to practice "evil corpse ointment", you must first find the evil corpse.And the conditions for the birth of this "evil corpse" are harsh. The villain who has done a lot of evil in his life must be beheaded by a righteous man.

Until thousands of innocent people are devoured, the 'evil corpse' can be formed.

The 'evil corpse' does a lot of evil and retains the wisdom of being a villain. The monks must report and remove them when they see it, so as not to cause a catastrophe.

Now Fleeting Years told him that he got the Evil Corpse Paste?

"You know that this thing shouldn't exist." The elegant and gentle facial features are gloomy, and he always commits taboos in fleeting years, and one day the immortal sect will not be able to stop his strange behavior.

Fleeting Nian sneered, "It's a good thing if it's useful, why are you nervous, the 'Evil Corpse Ointment' might lure out this evil ghost who took away the house."

Because no ghost can resist the endless evil contained in the evil corpse ointment.