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

Su Qitao moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.No longer able to listen to the almost crazy cry of the magic mirror, the crumbling body couldn't support it anymore, and fell into the embrace that had been prepared.

'Xin Shiniang' caught him, staring at his sleeping facial features with calm eyes.

How strange, he thought.Why do some people still look so beautiful even after they are dead? It’s really enviable... The dragon in mid-air is still madly hitting a wall and trying to rush out of the sky. 'Xin Shiniang' slowly got up and hugged It was like Su Qitao falling into a deep sleep.

Now that you have chosen, you must do it absolutely.He wouldn't even let Hua Hua have a chance to get Su Qitao's body... It's better to destroy it and stop thinking about it completely.

The little elf was hanging on Su Qitao's clothes all the time, sending messages to the main consciousness, but no matter what, he didn't get any response.In the end, as if it had made up its mind, white light burst out all over its body, and it bumped into the villain who had taken Su Qitao away and wanted to leave.

The villain was knocked away by the pure and aggressive spiritual power contained in it, and the person in his arms also fell down. Immediately afterwards, it covered the entire Xin Mansion with white light.

Caught off guard, 'Xin Shiniang' was injured by Bai Guang again.Two consecutive impacts caused his inner mansion to be severely injured and spit out a mouthful of blood. He raised his head and fixedly looked at the phantom floating in midair, sneered twice, turned and hid in the darkness.

The elf withdrew its light beam and flew over the place where the spiritual power suddenly gathered, but just when its hand was about to touch Su Qitao, it passed through his body.

"?" The elf tried to touch it again, but saw that the corpse slowly turned into fireflies flying all over the sky.

Circling upwards, when they reached the same height as the black dragon, they flew up and rubbed against each other lightly, hardly feeling any force.But the black dragon froze as if struck by lightning, and then fell.

The black dragon was supported by the aura and did not fall seriously injured.The fireflies gathered and flew for another tens of seconds, as if reluctant to leave, and finally turned into light spots floating all over the sky, disappearing without a trace.The little elf waved its wings upwards trying to catch it, but could only see the light spot circling around it, and then disappeared.

"Ming..." The wordless sadness conveyed, suddenly pressed into Wen Qingfeng's brain like a needle prick!

"Pfft__!" Blood spurted out, splashing red on the previous ice wall.The forced fragmentation of consciousness caused the meditating person to be severely injured. Even though the surging spiritual energy quickly repaired the damage he suffered, the sadness transmitted by that short period of consciousness still made him breathless.

"And Tao..."

In the ancestral hall of Chen Fangming Pai, the little disciple guarding them gave a hache in a daze.

"Crack."

"?" Hearing the sound of cracking, the little disciple immediately corrected his expression, and raised the lantern to shine in the direction of the sound source.After guarding the ancestral hall for decades, this is the first time he heard such a sound... At first, he thought it was just a fate card accidentally dropped and hit another life card, but the next moment, the sound of shattering came one after another From then on, that lofty fate card seemed to be grasped by a giant, trembling and shattered into stardust.

The star that belonged to him was gone.

"Master, Master __!!!" The little disciple scrambled and ran out of the ancestral hall, forgetting to take the light in his hand.

There is no calendar day in the mountains, and the year is unknown at the end of the cold.Another year of good spring, the Qinling Mountains are full of flowers all over the mountains and plains, colorful and colorful, and the passers-by who see it will not say hello.

But the towns below the mountain did not have the slightest joy of the arrival of spring. Black clouds seemed to hang over the sky, illuminating the hurrying pedestrians below. The child was caught by the parents and returned home just two steps away. There were sounds of beating and scolding. Like a chicken that has been strangled tightly...every minute and every second is full of unspeakable depression.

Zhou Yao pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling quite a headache.

The people here reported to the yamen of the place a week ago about the incident of the yin soldiers biting people, and the yamen knew they couldn't handle it, so they reported it to the top one by one.As a result, when they heard the word 'Yin Bing', those cultivation sects immediately gave up, and finally the mess fell on the forehead of Xianmen.

It was simply a disaster.The streets were empty, and the wind that they brought with them when they stepped in blown away the dust, and scattered it to the sides.Some residents quietly moved the window a little, and when they saw them wearing white clothes, they suddenly closed the window!

"What are they doing..." Bai Bao stroked his arm, Yinri's chubby little girl was already slim, with only some traces of her past flesh left on her cheeks.

After walking for a while, the group finally arrived at the mayor's house. The gate was closed, and it was desolate and silent, no different from the street.

"The door is closed so tightly, are you afraid that the Yin soldiers will use the way to collect the soul?" Zhou Yao stepped forward and gently pulled the door valve, and after a while, he moved to the door with small steps, and a pale face poked out, confirming that the person who came was not Yin. After the soldiers, the gap in the door was widened.

The servant did not make a sound from the beginning to the end, tremblingly led the cultivator of Xianmen into the basement, then walked into the path on the left and left.

There is a god statue on the upper right of the basement. The candle is smoky and the candle is yellowish. The god statue is slightly tilted as if sleeping, and its expression is not very clear.And in the small plate below it are a few small immature fruits... the pointed one has two halves, it should be a peach.And since they came in, the tense atmosphere has dissipated a lot, presumably it should have something to do with it.

The mayor was sitting in the middle. He was completely different from the open-minded image with a big belly in the description. He was skinny and had sunken eye sockets. He seemed to have not had a good rest for a long time.With trembling hands, he poured herbal tea for several disciples, and his voice was hoarse and difficult.

"My dear elders, I'm sorry that I can't greet you well under the circumstances." He scratched his messy hair and continued, "The Yin soldiers took away many people in my town, and the only way to get instant stability is underground."

Zhou Yao looked at the statue enshrining Xiao Qingtao again, and said, "Why do you want to worship the statue underground..." Aren't you afraid of evil gods?

"Hey," the mayor sighed again, and went up to worship the lazy statue. "It's the mountain god of the Qinling Mountains...Only under its light can we sleep peacefully."

Zhou Yao frowned, "Do you know that the mountain god has no god position, it should have been called 'Mountain Ghost'."

Mountain ghosts gather auras from the mountains and wilds, and are born from nature...they are right and wrong depending on good fortune. Who knows whether the spirits and monsters in the mountains are gods or demons.What's more, where can there be peaches for mountain gods?Still immature? !

In case someone comes and eats a mouthful of toothache, wouldn't I be too lazy to care about it!These wild gods born in the mortal world are very stingy!

Looking up again, Zhou Yao seemed to see the statue showing a mocking smile, as if saying "I am a mountain ghost, what are you"?

He shook his head, he must have read it wrong.

The mayor nodded, "We know that your people have come to popularize science a long time ago... But this week we have no shortage of people, all thanks to the mountain god of Qinling Mountains, if it weren't for it, you wouldn't be able to see me."

Thinking of the Yin soldier who almost pounced on his face to suck his energy, the mayor's trembling body suddenly trembled even more.At that time, he opened his eyes in a daze, and in front of him was a young man in white clothes, with vines pinned to his waist, fighting with Yin soldiers, Huali and Red Leopard were also scratching the Yin soldiers by running up and down... That was Qin Ling the mountain god.

If someone likes the mountain, he will be brought by Xue Lixi.It is both gazing and laughing, and Zi Muyu is kind and graceful... This is the mountain ghost in "Chu Ci".Although he is a teenager, this will not affect the mayor's impression of him.

Zhou Yao frowned slightly, obviously he didn't believe the mayor's words, and he still thought they were cheated.Then he asked about the situation of the Yin soldiers, and left the mayor's house with everyone from Xianmen.

The mayor lit the incense and murmured, "I know they don't believe it...but thank you for saving our lives."

In the depths of the Qinling Mountains, a boy is lazily draped under a big tree that dozens of people can't even hug.The front has snow-white hair and small and exquisite facial features, cherry red lips are opening and closing, and she is sleeping soundly.

At his feet lay many small animals, the most striking of which were brown-furred leopards and spotted fox-like beasts.

"Well..." The young man seemed to sense something that made him uncomfortable, and his little nose moved slightly.The little animals beside him seemed to have sensed his discomfort, and they all opened their eyes and raised their heads to look at him, "Ah Chirp!" The birds piled up and landed again.

Seeing this, the flower raccoons quickly brought the little green peaches. It's not the season to eat peaches yet, and they can only receive little green peaches from their believers.

"Thank you, Huahua." The young boy rubbed his eyes and took Xiao Qingtao, the water was shining brightly, making the blush at the corners of his eyes soft and dazzling.Huahua hugged her big fluffy tail and bit it, feeling extremely excited.

This is their god.

The red leopard opened its eyes and took a look, then lowered its eyelids to rest, but the thick brown fur tail swept across the little boy's calf, and it was also very worried about the little boy.

"I'm fine." A small ball of water was gathered to wash off Xiao Qingtao's hair, and the little boy took it into his mouth.He didn't dare to be jealous, but he was also greedy for the faint peach fragrance of Xiao Qingtao.

It's only been about ten years since he was born, but for some reason, he always likes peaches that are blooming in spring and plentiful in summer.

Therefore, he named himself Qitao, a homonym for 'Yitao'.

'Qia' is a dialect spoken by the people in the city below the mountain, which means 'eat', which he knew when he went down the mountain for the first time.It's a pity that the vicinity of the Qinling Mountains has been in chaos recently. As a newborn baby mountain god, his mana is low and he can only protect the people.

But the goblins still said that he is already very great, that is a Yin soldier, the Yin soldier who should be a ghost fairy, not everyone can deal with it.

He also said that only the Xianmen who are thousands of miles away from them can deal with this time, or in other words, kill the king?But they can't handle that much.

A murder is already full of hostility, not to mention a 'kill' followed.But even so, he is still a great hero who protects the Mirror Continent. He is praised by everyone and is famous far and wide.

The little green peach was hot, and the peach cracked it, allowing the astringency and acid to permeate the mouth.