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

The fire was burning, making a small crackling sound.

Xie Mian stared at Jiang Huaiyu for a moment, put away his sword, and stopped looking at Jiang Huaiyu. His fingertips landed on the back of his hand where black scales appeared.

The next moment, blood dripped down the back of his hand and splashed to the ground.

Xie Mian crushed the two scales between his fingers, watched the scales fade and return to normal.

After losing his mind from the forbidden area, he couldn't control himself, and he was even more out of control when he entered the secret realm of Flying Star Sand City.

Uncontrollable means that it will become a demon at any time and show its original shape.

It's ridiculous that a decent disciple of a famous school is a remnant of the dragon clan.

Three scales were pulled out in a short period of time, and even if it returned to normal, wounds would inevitably appear on the back of the hand.

Xie Mian stared at the wound for a while, picked up the stone on the ground, and scratched the back of his hand expressionlessly.

……

Jiang Huaiyu was a light sleeper, and he didn't sleep for a long time when he suddenly heard a burst of singing.

Where is the singing coming from?

Jiang Huaiyu's nerves tensed suddenly, he opened his eyes, and summoned a sharp sword.

There were dots of green light shining outside the cave, and the cold wind was blowing around the corners of their clothes. A group of pretty women in Tsing Yi held a lamp, humming a light song, and floated towards Xie Mian.

The defense and hiding array set up at the entrance of the cave seemed to not exist.

Jiang Huaiyu's heart suddenly raised her throat, and quickly called Xie Mian.

"Thank you Mian!"

Xie Mian closed her eyes, she was practicing, hidden in the dark, far away from the fire.He didn't know what happened, he didn't move at all, and let the woman in Tsing Yi float in front of him.

A group of women in Tsing Yi floated in front of Xie Mian with a lantern and did nothing, just stood in front of Xie Mian, humming a song over and over again, the singing was soft, like waves hitting a rock, or like a breeze blowing flowers.

Not at all threatening.

What are you doing, Jiang Huaiyu clenched his sword tightly, tapped his toes on the ground, and was about to disperse the woman in Tsing Yi.

"Don't go, it's a young girl walking at night." Qinghui got out of the jade plaque, looked at the singing girl in Tsing Yi, and grinned, "I don't know much."

Jiang Huaiyu twisted up Qinghui, and at the same time was wary of the girl in Tsing Yi, "What kind of girl walks at night?"

"Good stuff." Qinghui smiled meanly, was pinched up, and couldn't help looking at the woman in Tsing Yi, "Their name is Qing Nu, and they specialize in giving people sweet dreams at night. It's not dangerous, and others can touch it if they want to." not."

"Are you sure there is no danger?" Jiang Huaiyu had never heard of Qingnvxing.

"My uncle said there is no danger, there must be no danger."

Qinghui said sourly, and looked away from Qingnv reluctantly, "Broken Dragon Clan, luck is pretty good."

Jiang Huaiyu was relieved when he heard that it was a good dream and there was no danger.

Liang Qinghui didn't dare to lie to him, Jiang Huaiyu is now the master, the master-servant contract, the master dies and the servant dies.

Sitting cross-legged, Jiang Huaiyu listened to Qinghui's gossip about the dragon clan who had been exterminated. He was no longer sleepy, and he was so bored that he could only practice, so it was better to listen to the gossip.

Qinghui has lived for tens of thousands of years, and his ability to gossip is as strong as his age.As soon as the word "Dragon Clan" is mentioned, the heart of gossip can't stop, even with sarcasm.

"...The dragon clan is entrenched on Jiulong Island. Everyone knows that the dragon clan is sexually promiscuous and extravagant, but what they don't know is that the dragon clan can also kill each other.

Because of sexual prostitution, it is inevitable that there will be many offspring, and the offspring have very mixed bloodlines. In order not to raise these bastards of mixed bloodlines and some waste dragons, the Dragon Clan conducts a large-scale trial every two years, and all minors must participate.

The trials are different from the painless trials of you monks. To put it bluntly, the trials of the dragon clan are massacres, cannibalism.

Only those who survived the trial were eligible to survive for the next year. "

"The prince of the dragon clan has never failed in trials, and he has a habit of eating his brothers and sisters killed by him after the trials are over.

"The second prince of the dragon clan is a fool, he was cut into pieces..."

Qinghui didn't have a good impression of Longzu, and he was clean and tidy, shaking Longzu upside down, shaking and laughing at the same time.

"After tens of thousands of years of carnival, the dragon clan ushered in destruction, and the various sects in the world of cultivating immortals, their aristocratic alliances and the ghost world encircled and suppressed the dragon clan..."

Where is this Kowloon Island, it is clearly an endless hell.

Jiang Huaiyu's scalp became numb when he heard it, and he turned his head to look at Xie Mian. Xie Mian is a mixed race, a bastard in the Dragon Clan's mouth. How did he survive before the Dragon Clan was destroyed?

Xie Mian joined the original master two years ago, almost fifteen years ago, before that, he had been in Kowloon Island.

The moment he looked at it, Jiang Huaiyu's pupils shrank sharply, and he mentioned Qinghui, who was still mocking that the dragon clan deserved to be destroyed, and that it would be absolutely prosperous and peaceful in exchange for it to dominate.

"Qingqing, what's going on?"

Qing Hui was caught off guard by being mentioned, and heard this sissy, not beastly address, and was about to get mad when he saw Xie Mian's current state from the corner of his eye, and was also dumbfounded.

"My uncle doesn't know..."

Under the weak light, Xie Mian's face was almost covered with scales, and strands of evil spirit Ning wrapped around his side, making the air crackle.

The young girls were still humming while holding the lamp, but their elegant and dignified expressions were almost insanely greedy.

Jiang Huaiyu stood up and called out Yujian, "You don't know? Who swore that there was no danger just now?"

"There's no danger in the first place, it's just a sweet dream."

Qinghui was stunned when he said this, and looked Xie Mian up and down, "Is he almost an adult? I heard that the Dragon Clan was unable to control himself a year before he became an adult, and his state was unstable."

Xie Mian is now seventeen, indeed almost an adult.

Jiang Huaiyu had a bad feeling.

Qinghui said weakly: "Generally speaking, it is a good thing to meet a young girl. But the prerequisite is that you are strong and stable. If you are about to become an adult, uncontrollable and unstable, then it is not a good thing, and it is easy to be backlashed by dreams. Become nourishment for young girls."

Jiang Huaiyu almost threw Qinghui out, gritted his teeth and said, "You didn't say the prerequisites earlier."

"Who knew he wasn't an adult yet!" Qing Hui felt that he had died unjustly, and that he was an adult when he was fifteen years old, and he had a lot of concubines.

The ghost knows that the dragon Xie Mian is just like the weak human race, and he is only now an adult.

There were ten young girls, and it was dark night outside the cave, and demons and ghosts were rampant, so they couldn't make too much noise, as they would attract everything outside.

Jiang Huaiyu looked at Qinghui in his hand, smiling kindly, "It is impossible for one person to solve so many young girls in a short time, Qingqing, go and distract some of them."

Ordinary demons or people become nourishment for young girls, and they die.

Xie Mian will not die, he will directly go back to his ancestors and resurrect from the dead.

The more times you die, the faster the resurrection speed; the stronger the ability after the resurrection; the crazier the resurrection.

Xie Mian is crazy and perverted enough now, who knows what kind of crazy he will be after his resurrection.

In the original book, a resurrection was written from the perspective of the protagonist Shou, and that resurrection was so crazy that he lost himself and destroyed the world.

According to Lin Zhan's words at the end, Xie Mian is a monster, and there is no way to kill him except suppressing it in Moyuan.

Qinghui: "..."

"Young girl can't be disturbed when she is delivering her dreams. If she is disturbed, she will become a green devil."

Qinghui twisted away Jiang Huaiyu's hand holding it, landed on the ground, stepped back, and blinked cutely, "It's just a small hand warmer, petite and fragile, so it can't be hit. How can you lure Qingmo away?"

Jiang Huaiyu: "..."

Jiang Huaiyu's eyes were flushed, and he looked downcastly, "I'm just a little monk, petite and fragile, I can't beat you. Do you want me to go alone?"

"why are you crying?!"

Jiang Huaiyu was good-looking, and when he lowered his eyes and spoke aggrievedly, he looked weak and weak. He obviously didn't make any movements, but he was breathtaking.

Qinghui stopped thinking about running, and stopped at the same place, "Young girl will leave when she gets nourishment, there is no need to take risks. Don't look at me, it's useless to look at me!"

Jiang Huaiyu looked at it with red eyes, biting her lip.

Qinghui was addicted to beauty, entangled in pain, "It's not impossible..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Huaiyu picked up the back of his neck.

Jiang Huaiyu didn't even have the slightest bit of grievance, his eyes were bright red, he aimed at one of the young girls with a crazy and greedy expression, raised his hand and smashed Qinghui hard on the young girl's head, with a bright smile.

"Let's go."

Qinghui: "@#&!!!"

The young girl was hit and screamed ear-piercingly.

Following the scream of this young girl, the others who were not hit also screamed.

The corners of their mouths began to crack, and the cracks reached the back of their heads, and the hair fell off on the back of their heads, revealing a wrinkled old man's face.

After revealing the face of the old man, they bent down collectively until their hands touched the ground, and the whole body was twisted into a beast walking on the ground, as fast as a moth gnat, smiling strangely while opening its mouth from the front of the head to the back of the head. Qing Hui quickly climbed up.

Looking back, Qing couldn't scold you people for being mean and shameless, so he shook his wings and dodged quickly. The cave is big enough and there is enough room to dodge.

Seeing Qinghui being drawn away, Jiang Huaiyu untied the dark blue cloak on his body, jumped to Xie Mian's side with one step, held the sword tightly, the wind swept the autumn leaves, and pierced through the head of the green demon who was still standing in front of Xie Mian and refused to leave.

The green demon let out a sharp scream.

……

Xie Mian's ear suddenly heard a slight scream, the sound was wrapped in metal crackling, very chaotic.

"What are you thinking?" Jiang Huaiyu raised his chin with the tip of his sword, and blew softly in his ear, "Is this deity good-looking?"

frivolous.

Xie Mian half-kneeled on the ground, thinking disgustedly, he looked sideways at Jiang Huaiyu, Jiang Huaiyu's slender neck was perfect for a bite.Averting his eyes coldly, Xie Mian said: "Master, you shouldn't ask your disciples this question, it's better to ask your wife."

"I just wanted to ask you." Jiang Huaiyu breathed again, "Is this deity good-looking? Do you like it?" Before he could finish speaking, the snake tail wrapped around his waist.

There were constant chaotic voices in his ears, Xie Mian was so irritable that he was not in the mood to perfunctory Jiang Huaiyu, he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Huaiyu's neck, "I like it, is it alright?"

Black scales appeared on both sides of his forehead, and his vertical pupils were ruthless, "You are looking for death."

Jiang Huaiyu was strangled by him, just like the dream he had in the inn before, Jiang Huaiyu looked at the tail of the snake on his waist in horror, and his voice trembled. "You are... a snake..." He coughed violently.

Xie Mian sneered and tightened his strength.

The image of Jiang Huaiyu standing in the corridor of the restaurant suddenly flashed in his mind, just like now, boasting the surname of Han.

Feeling restless, Xie Mian looked down at Jiang Huaiyu.

Jiang Huaiyu's hair was scattered behind him like splashed ink, his skin was so white that the veins were bluish, tears rolled in his eyes, and the ends of his eyes were red.He was obviously very scared, but he was still stern and scolding himself hard.

"What a beast, get out."

Xie Mian chuckled, let go of Jiang Huaiyu's neck, raised her fingers to wipe away the tears from Jiang Huaiyu's eyes, and lowered her voice, "Is that person good-looking? Do you need me to invite him to be your mistress?"

Jiang Huaiyu was trembling, and looked at him incomprehensibly, "Who?"

"Master knows." The snake's tail wrapped tightly around Jiang Huaiyu. Xie Mian didn't know where his anger came from, and it was a little difficult to control his emotions. He stared at Jiang Huaiyu's bright red lips, bent down to bite, and sharpened his fangs.

"You are so close, does he look good?"