Cannon fodder, Shizun, he doesn't want to [pass through the book]

The time in the secret realm of Flying Star Sand City seems to have stopped thousands of years ago. The black-clothed boy put away his dirty sword as if nothing had happened, and walked towards Jiang Huaiyu with a hair tie in his mouth.

The dust that has settled for many years is frightened, and with the crisp sound of the palace bell, it rushes into the twilight.

Xie Mian walked up to Jiang Huaiyu in a few steps, put away the sword that was still dripping, and said happily, "Master, you were also teleported here? I thought you were teleported to other places."

He was injured, his face lost all color, his voice was so soft that it was almost powerless, not at all as vicious as before.

As Xie Mian approached, a pungent bloody smell filled his nose, Jiang Huaiyu felt his throat was blocked by the soot and heat waves from the flames, making it difficult to speak.

It took a long time for Jiang Huaiyu to calm down.

Raising his eyebrows, Jiang Huaiyu said in disgust: "Nonsense, if it wasn't teleported here, how could I meet you."

Xie Mian laughed, as if she was responding to the ignorant question she asked, "Did Master Qiankun bag fall into the inn?"

Glancing at Jiang Huaiyu's middle coat, Xie Mian said softly, "I don't know how long Master has been here, but this disciple accidentally soiled his clothes, and there are no extra clothes for Master, please forgive me."

Looking at it shows concern, but in reality it is probing. His tenderness is like a boning knife, and the knife can see blood.

Jiang Huaiyu was terrified by his gaze, and his eyes touched the mess on the ground, and the anger that had been suppressed from the inn suddenly rose.

Xie Mian this lunatic.

Killing and cooking corpses, massacring innocents, and pretending to be a good person to test.

I've had enough.

"I need to let you know when the deity will come. What shameful things have you done?!"

Xie Mian's smile disappeared on his face, he raised his eyelids, looked around, and sneered, the inhuman coolness slowly spread on the young man's handsome face, as deadly as poppies.

"Just killed dozens of monsters."

"Humans and monsters are not compatible, monsters are lowly, deserve to die, and everyone will be punished. Supporting justice, subduing demons and eliminating demons are the duties of the disciples of the Xuanwei Sect. As disciples of masters, disciples must keep their duties in mind, do their best, and die. And then.

"Master, why are you acting like you are blaming your disciples? Are you pitying them?"

After Xie Mian finished speaking coldly, her pitch-black eyes stared straight at Jiang Huaiyu.

Jiang Huaiyu looked at him in disbelief. He was a human-dragon hybrid, and the dragon blood was impure. In other words, he was a demon.As a demon, how did he say that a demon is low, damn it?

It's a pity that the original book is written around the heart-wrenching story of the protagonist Shou "Lin Zhan". There is very little information about the past of the Black Lotus villain Xie Mian, and there is no way to know.

"There is indeed a distinction between high and low birth, but no one who is low or low deserves to die, and everyone has the right to live."

Xie Mian was taken aback, "Right?"

"You don't agree?" Jiang Huaiyu put a sword on his neck and sneered, "Could it be that the deity said that you are low, so you deserve to die? Go die now, hurry up."

Crow Hei's long eyelashes drooped, Xie Mian let out a low chuckle from his throat.

Jiang Huaiyu didn't know what he was laughing at, the sharp sword approached Xie Mian, about to cut Xie Mian's skin.

Xie Mian restrained her smile and knelt down. His movements were too fast, and it was too late for Jiang Huaiyu to react in time to withdraw the sword.

The sharp blade brushed against the skin, and a string of blood droplets splashed onto the russet tree trunk and flowed down the trunk.

Xie Mian's neck was cut with blood, and the blood slightly soaked the collar, he let out a muffled grunt, his slender eyelashes trembling violently.

Jiang Huaiyu hurriedly pinched tactics to stop the bleeding, Xie Mian stopped his movement and held his wrist.

The coldness was gone, Xie Mian looked at Jiang Huaiyu meekly, his eyes were clean, and when he looked at people, he used to make people feel distressed.

"If the master wants the disciple's life, the disciple is willing to die."

"The disciple is wrong, the disciple will go back to the clan to copy the clan rules, master, don't be angry..."

Jiang Huaiyu couldn't stand someone looking at him like this, as if he was being pinched by the other party.

Afraid of being soft-hearted, Jiang Huaiyu struggled to look away from the bloody neck and tried his best to speak out.

"Get up and talk."

When the two were talking, the leader of the monster behind him was still alive, struggling to get up, and roaring, he rushed straight to Jiang Huaiyu's back.

Jiang Huaiyu noticed the movement behind him, and was about to make a seal, but was pulled forward by Xie Mian, and bumped into Xie Mian's arms, his forehead bumped into his chest, and the smell of blood mixed with the cold fragrance hit his nostrils.

The monster leader just made a feint, turned around and ran straight ahead.

Jiang Huaiyu was embraced by Xie Mian, watching the monster run away in the lead, if the seal is restrained, maybe there is still salvation.

Jiang Huaiyu gave Xie Mian a hard look, broke away from his arms, maintained the spirit shield, Yujian went straight to the leader of the monster.

His glance was not deterrent, when he bumped into Xie Mian's arms, his head went blank for a moment because of the pain in his forehead, the spirit shield could not be maintained, tears almost fell from the strong smell around him, and the corners of his eyes were wet and red.

The blood splashed on the tree trunk had solidified, Xie Mian touched the blood on his neck and licked the blood.

fishy.

Xie Mian half-closed her eyes, watching Jiang Huaiyu's disappearing figure.

When the figure completely disappeared into the sky, Xie Mian turned his head to look behind him.

"Zheng!" With a sound, a cold light flashed past, and there was a painful groan in the empty place.

The next moment, a purple human-shaped monster appeared in an empty place, its abdomen was pierced by Xie Mian's stowed sword and nailed to the ground.

It was the leader of the monster who ran away just now.

The leader of the monster spat out turbid purple blood, "Your master, he saw that you are a monster, he knows...he knows...you are dead..."

Before it finished speaking, Xie Mian pulled out the sharp sword.

The moment the sharp sword was separated from the body, the monster leader stared wide-eyed and lost all breath.

Xie Mian's expression was cold, looking down at the leader of the dead monster, a glass vial was turned between his fingers.

The purple liquid flowed down from the head of the monster, winding like a snake on the scorched black ground, forming a trickle as wide as a little finger.

The trickle was slightly turbid at the beginning, and gradually became clear. When it reached the destination, only a small stream of clear purple liquid remained.

The purple liquid was guided, reveling, jumping for joy, and rushed into the glass vial.

Under the ashesed sunlight, the vial reflected multicolored light.

The speed of the purple liquid rushing into the glass vial was getting faster and faster. At the end, a few drops of purple liquid overflowed from the bottle and landed on the back of Xie Mian's hand.

The moment the purple liquid landed on the back of Xie Mian's hand, black scales appeared on the back of his hand, not only that, black scales also appeared on the left side of his face.

His eyes turned into vertical pupils, as if dyed with blood.

Xie Mian sealed the glass vial, her eyes instantly became gloomy, her disgust was undisguised, almost overflowing her eyes.

He lowered his head to look at the scales on the back of his hand, raised his hand and pulled out one, and struck fiercely, the tip of the scale was stained with blood and flesh.

As if it wasn't his own scales that were pulled out, Xie Mian pinched the scales with fingers, and the scales on the back of his hand slowly disappeared in his sight.

The scales on the back of the hand disappeared for a moment, and the scales on the face also slowly disappeared, as if the vertical pupils stained with blood had returned to normal eyes.

……

The leader of the monster is good at hiding and escaping. Jiang Huaiyu lost its track soon after chasing it.

Called Qinghui out, and found it with great difficulty, but saw the monster leading the way and hiding in the thorn bushes, pinching his neck with a ferocious expression.

Just as Jiang Huaiyu was about to say something to appease, the monster screamed in the lead, turned around and ran again, the sharp voice almost shook Jiang Huaiyu's eardrums.

Jiang Huaiyu was hesitating whether to continue chasing after him, when the jade tablet rang softly, and Xie Mian's voice sounded.

The voice is low.

"Master, it's getting dark."

The first night in the Flying Star Sand City Secret Realm was alright, but on the second night, perhaps because of the presence of a living person, the monsters woke up completely, and the entire Flying Star Sand City Secret Realm became a gluttonous feast.

Not only that, but the length of the day in the Flying Star Sand City Secret Realm is also very strange. The day is very short, and the night is five to ten times longer than the day.

Jiang Huaiyu glanced at the direction in which the monster was fleeing. It was heading towards the increasingly dark swamp. He also looked at the swaying ghostly tree shadow under the dark sky. He stopped for a long time and gave up chasing.

The sky darkened very quickly, and when Jiang Huaiyu and Xie Mian met, it was already completely dark.

At the moment of darkness, the roar of monsters and ghosts resounded through the sky, deafening.

The fire was flickering and warm in the cave, Jiang Huaiyu was wrapped in a cloak and sat by the fire.The cold wind roared outside the cave with a howling sound.

"Master, have you found that monster?"

Xie Mian had already bandaged the wound, sat cross-legged on the side of the hole, lowered his head and carefully wiped the sharp sword in his hand.

The sharp sword was taken out of the sword mound with Jiang Huaiyu's consent, and it was not named.

He was far away from the fire, and his body exuded a faint medicinal fragrance, and his whole body was almost dissolved in the darkness.

Jiang Huaiyu was using the jade card to contact other people. Hearing this, his expression turned cold, and he said stiffly, "No."

"I didn't even catch up with Master's speed, it ran really fast."

Xie Mian paused for wiping the sword, covering the faint black scales on the back of his hand without any trace, Xie Mian raised his head to look at Jiang Huaiyu, lowered his eyebrows, "Master, this disciple is a little scared."

Afraid that it will come back to retaliate against you?

Jiang Huaiyu glanced at Xie Lianhua, and thought, if it retaliates against you, you will wring it out and dip it in the sauce in the next second.

Still scared?

What Jiang Huaiyu didn't know was that the leader of the monster was already dead, rotting on the scorched surface, and the monsters tore at his flesh and blood at night.

Too lazy to talk about Xie Mian, Jiang Huaiyu concentrated on contacting other people. The other people may have been teleported to other places in the secret realm of Flying Star Sand City. He tried his best but couldn't get in touch.

Xie Mian was not annoyed by being ignored, she lowered her head and continued to wipe her sword.

The cave was unusually quiet, and Jiang Huaiyu sat upright for a while, unable to help dozing off.He approached the fire, wrapped his cloak tightly, and the cloak carried a cold fragrance, curled up into a ball, and slept lightly with his head on his knees.

Xie Mian's black lotus is still there, and monsters and ghosts are rampant outside, Jiang Huaiyu didn't dare to really fall asleep, just a light sleep.

Outside the cave, monsters and ghosts screamed one after another, one after another, some monsters and ghosts walked to the entrance of the cave, sniffed for a long time, then turned and left.

A defense and hiding array was set up at the entrance of the cave, otherwise, these things would have rushed in long ago.

Xie Mian finished wiping the sword slowly, hooked the snow-white fringe of the sword, and raised the hilt sideways.

The sword was bright, the flames swayed on the sword, and Jiang Huaiyu's figure was reflected on the sword.

Xie Mian stared at the blade, the black scales that were faintly visible before had solidified and appeared on the back of the hand, unable to hide it.He turned his head to look at Jiang Huaiyu, his eyes were red and his pupils were sharp.

"Your master, he saw that you are a monster, he knows...he knows...you are dead..."