After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

"Master...Father..."

Wei Qing tiptoed into the Cangwu Hall designated by his senior brother.

The Cangwu Hall has a vast space, and the sun shines from the dome. The hall is full of splendor. Mo Xuanfang sits on a chair with an expressionless face.

Wei Qing was on guard the whole time, jumped off little Ah Zi and cupped his hands from a distance: "See Master, what orders does Master have? I'm still busy outside."

Mo Xuanfang glanced at him lightly: "Don't you want to have lunch? There is some food here for the teacher, come here."

He pointed to the plates on the desk, and sure enough there were five or six plates of melon and fruit snacks, exuding a faint fragrance that belonged to the immortal family.

Wei Qing rolled his eyes and seduced me with tea fruit?If I want him to hate me, should I eat it or not?

"Don't like it?" Mo Xuanfang asked again.

Wei Qing had no choice but to take a few steps forward, suddenly felt a tight and uncomfortable feeling in his chest, he couldn't catch his breath, and fell to the ground.

Damn, I still got hit.

Mo Xuanfang turned a blind eye to everything about Wei Qing, and continued: "Si Ying, have you heard of Fengqi Cangwu? This Cangwu Hall is the most prosperous place in the world, and noon is a good time to practice , you can start to practice after eating. As a teacher, I treat you sincerely, so you don’t have to be restrained.”

Is that how you treat people?Mo Xuanfang.

The dragon in Wei Qing's body was ready to move, suppressed by this spiritual energy, as if his whole body collapsed, it was really as difficult as refining oil in fire.But he couldn't show anything in front of Mo Xuan, lest he expose the golden dragon's blood.

At this time, he could only hold on and bite the bullet and said: "Master, it's not that I'm lazy and don't want to practice. It's just that people are like iron rice and steel. If we don't eat a meal, we will get hungry. We mortals have to eat enough to have the strength to practice." Ah, I can't get enough of what you eat."

Mo Xuanfang said: "Then what do you want to eat?"

Wei Qing panted heavily: "I'm not very demanding, roast duck, chicken legs, sweet and sour pork ribs, and any Australian lobster, just make do with it."

Mo Xuanfang frowned: "As a teacher, I have long since stopped eating human fireworks, and there is no such food in the palace."

Wei Qing reluctantly got up: "Then don't embarrass Master, I'll go out to make a fire and cook a meal, and I'll be back soon."

shhhhhh...

Before Wei Qing could turn around, he heard the wind blowing in his ears and fell to the ground.

A fairy rope bound him firmly, coupled with the double suppression of spiritual energy, the pain made him sweat profusely: "Ouch! Master, I won't eat, master, don't tie me up..."

In the Cangwu Hall, Zi Qi was surrounded by screams, and little Ah Zi had long since fled without a trace, leaving only two figures, one big and one small.

An hour later, Wei Qing fell on Mo Xuanfang's lap with a ruddy complexion, bringing snores to the quiet Cangwu Hall.

Suppressing the dragon's blood with aura, the magic dragon feels threatened, how can it not hurt when the hatchback fights?

Fortunately, Wei Qing was born with a ruthless spirit of not admitting defeat, coupled with the help of Mo Xuanfang with his own spiritual power, he finally gritted his teeth and resisted.At this moment, the pure spiritual energy penetrated into his muscles, bones and blood vessels, and then refined into energy and flowed into the dantian.

As soon as his body relaxed, Wei Qing fell into a coma.

Mo Xuanfang lowered his head to see that small body bobbing up and down, his small mouth slightly open, his face was not full of austerity, and there was no look of rolling around in the whisk.

With a slight movement of his spiritual power, Xiansuo immediately vanished into nothingness, and Wei Qing's soft arms drooped wantonly on his legs.

Lightly closing his eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corners of Mo Xuanfang's mouth.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Qing was awakened by the growling sound of his stomach, he rubbed his eyes, the sun was setting outside the window, and Mo Xuanfang was no longer by his side.

Feeling that his body was not as uncomfortable as it was at noon, he got up and rubbed his sore arm and muttered: "Sooner or later, I will spit in your tea and tell you to taste it."

Going out and passing the Zhongzheng Hall, Wei Qing got off the sedan chair and was about to go in to find something to eat. From a distance, he saw Sun Daoyi, the master of the Puxuan Hall, Zhou You, the master of the Xiaoyao Hall, and Ying Lianzi, the master of the Fatong Hall, standing at the door. They were loudly arguing about the opening of Mudan Things, and it also talked about Tianyan going to the country and so on.

Wei Qing saw Ying Lianzi's real body for the first time, and saw that his brows were tightly frowned, quite upright, completely different from the fake Ying Lianzi's temperament.

However, Wei Qing always had an inexplicable fear of this face, and he didn't want to touch this bad luck. When they didn't pay attention to him, he turned around and walked to the other side.

Qingyao was waiting for him by the side of the road, and said with an unhappy face: "Wei Qing, the suzerain just asked you to have lunch, why didn't you see anyone all afternoon? It made everyone unable to go back after finishing the value, and still waiting for you."

"Senior Sister, it's all my fault, don't be angry." Wei Qing felt sorry to see the brothers and sisters waiting together, and called out the Golden Crow Chariot, which changed into a sedan chair with eight people, and greeted everyone: "Let's go together, we Take you along the way."

There was a hint of surprise on Qing Yao's face, but then she shook her head and said: "This is not very good, in case the suzerain sees it..."

Su Heng who was next to him jumped up: "Senior Sister Qingyao, how big is this Ziyun Palace, will the suzerain pay attention to you? Forget mother-in-law, this is a golden chariot reaching the sky. If you don't want to sit, I will sit. Xiaojiang, come up quickly." .”

Wen Dajiang quickly followed suit.

Seeing that both Su Wen and Su Wen were sitting, the others would lose money if they didn't sit, and they didn't care about so many getting on the sedan chair. In the end, all six people in the group squeezed into the soft sedan chair, leaving a lot of room.

The senior brothers and sisters who went up the mountain to take over were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped. One senior sister said: "You dare to fly here? You will die."

Before she finished speaking, a yellow token had already slapped her mouth shut——

Under the warm sun at dusk, the four gleaming characters "Following Imperial Orders" are reflected.

This pretense is too big, Wei Qing intends to give face to the brothers and sisters of the Shangzhi Hall, and deliberately stays in the Fourth Hall of the Upper and Fourth Halls of the Middle School, arousing everyone's envy and envy.

The soft sedan wobbled all the way down the mountain, and a group of six people all hoped that the Tongtian Chariot could go a little slower. It was the first time they had enjoyed such a scenery in Ziyunzong for many years.

Wei Qing leaned against the head of the sedan chair, the wind made his hair flamboyant, he felt at ease, and he didn't hate Mo Xuanfang so much anymore.

Hearing the brothers and sisters talking about things down the mountain, Wei Qing suddenly remembered that the palace masters were still in Ziyun Palace, so he asked, "Do the palace masters often come to Ziyun Palace?"

Qing Yao replied: "They seldom come. It's just that there have been a lot of incidents in the sect recently. I heard that the people who went down the mountain today had conflicts with Tianyan Kingdom. The hall masters came up for this matter."

Su Heng muttered softly: "Actually, I think Dianzhu Sun is right. We don't shepherd pills, and others want to do so, so don't blame people for stepping on their heads. Dianzhu Sun has a bad attitude today, but the suzerain is too stubborn."

"Who says it's not?" The others echoed.

Only Qingyao raised her brows upside down, "Shut up, all of you. I think you're getting impatient with the suzerain behind the scenes."

Wei Qing was thinking about Yingluo in his heart. It turned out that Sun Daoyi and the others went up the mountain for the affairs of Tianyan Kingdom, and he didn't know if Yingluo was injured when he went down the mountain to do the task.

Not in the mood to enjoy the scenery at the moment, he beckoned Tong Tianren to speed up and rush back to Shangzhi Hall.

A sign on duty was placed in the main hall, and Wei Qing was surrounded by more than a dozen fellow disciples to ask about Tong Tianchao, and even Luo Baihua was alarmed later.

Wei Qing had no choice but to tell Luo Baihua about the treasures and letters given by the suzerain, but the matter of apprenticeship was kept secret.

Everyone was overjoyed, thinking that this was the suzerain's grace to Shangzhidian.

Luo Baihua said worriedly: "Si Ying is a good word, but it is too domineering. If you offend the palace masters above, you can use Shangzhi Palace to vent your anger."

Although Wei Qing also had doubts about Mo Xuanfang, he also felt that Luo Baihua, the palace master, was too weak.

The others felt uncomfortable and lost interest.

As soon as the sun set, the wind on top of the Yukun snow was sharper than a knife. Wei Qing pushed open the small courtyard door with difficulty, but was coughed by the smell of paste.

"Sister, are you alright?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yingluo shoveled the sticky rice out of the pot in a hurry, "I accidentally burned it, and I will return you when I distribute the Lingmi."

"Come on, the little Lingmi you give out every month is not enough to get stuffed between your teeth."

Seeing that Yingluo was in good condition and there was no injury on his body, Wei Qing stomped his feet happily, showing the sky-reaching chariot on his ankle.

Yingluo was opening the kitchen window to diffuse the smoke, and the cold wind from outside was pouring in. Suddenly seeing little Ah Zi, she was almost choked, "You... how dare you have this thing?"

"What do you mean dare to have? I'm still a man again."

Naturally, Wei Qing would not hide anything from Ying Luo, and told everything about today.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Yingluo was so excited that tears filled her eyes, and bowed and bowed in the direction of Ziyun Palace, expressing her gratitude to the suzerain for the great kindness.

Ying Luo was so sincere to him, Wei Qing was a little moved by surprise, rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Senior Sister, let me tell you something interesting about going down the mountain today."

"It's not fun." Ying Luo didn't cooperate with the joke, but sighed: "Don't mention it, it doesn't count if we didn't complete the task today, and those dozens of acres of land were turned into a demon realm by Mu Dan, and many people were homeless. It's time to go home."

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment: "So serious? The place you are going to is the border of Tianyan Kingdom. Don't they even want their own people?"

Ying Luo said: "Tianyan Kingdom is now headed by monks, and it is also a Shang Kingdom. There is so much land that there is no limit. How can they care about the people on the border. I can see that they have big ambitions. If this continues, sooner or later they will die again." The catastrophe of chaos in the Three Realms."

"What do you think?" Wei Qing leaned against the door with a lingonberry beard dangling from his mouth, "I said senior sister, don't worry so much, won't there be a suzerain after the sky falls? , it's not that easy."

He looked at the cold sky outside the door, the night was as black as ink, only a few stars were shining in the direction of Ziyun Palace, and there lived the number one Luo Jinxian in the world, not talking about character, but just talking about strength, there is nothing to be afraid of with him of.

"That's true..." Ying Luo smiled and turned back to tear off the beard from Wei Qing's mouth, "The suzerain is naturally the most powerful person in the world."

The two talked and laughed, and Wei Qing kept urging Ying Luo to cook quickly, saying that he had a hard time practicing and was about to faint from hunger.

Just as he was complaining, a burst of rich purple air suddenly flew from the kitchen, and the golden light fell on the stove, twirled and spread out a yellow talisman of the suzerain.

Yingluo let out a "huh": "Why did the suzerain still send something today?"

During the conversation, the yellow talisman had grown several times in size, and a big food box appeared in the center of the talisman.

After Yingluo picked up the food box, the token quickly disappeared.

Wei Qing's little head hurried over to look, and saw a few small plates on the upper floor, filled with crispy roast duck meat, oily chicken legs, and a few fresh shrimps.

Ying Luo glanced at Wei Qing suspiciously, but Wei Qing stared at the food box, quietly squeezed his arm that was no longer sore, swallowed, feeling complicated.

Yingluo lifted the lower food cover again, two large bowls of Xianzhi Lingginseng Soup, and a small bag of Lingmi on the lower level.

Wei Qing said: "My injury is healed, this Xianzhi Lingginseng Soup...why give me two bowls back?"

Yingluo felt embarrassed: "The suzerain interrogated me before and asked you what you need, so I passed on your previous words to him. What you said, if you have a good thing, you will have one, and I will have one, otherwise you will If you don’t eat it, the suzerain is afraid that you won’t eat it, so he gave you two servings.”

"So, Lingmi also compensates us for what we died in battle today?"

"What do you think?" Ying Luo smiled and simmered the soup on the fire.

Wei Qing sighed...

People say that one day is a teacher, and one life is a father.

This daddy, of course chose to forgive him.

At night, Yingluo tossed and turned on the floor, unable to sleep.Because of the Xianzhi Lingginseng Soup, she had faint signs of a breakthrough in her cultivation, and finally got up and went to the hot spring in the backyard to meditate.

Perhaps influenced by Ying Luo, Wei Qing also baked pancakes on the kang.

Mo Xuanfang's face was always swaying in front of his eyes. For some reason, there was always a lingering sense of intimacy on the face of the immortal god.It's as if they've known each other for so long that they can feel safe just by the other's presence.

Master, he was no longer afraid. Instead, he seemed to have returned to his home in winter. At that time, there was snowflakes outside. He was lying on the velvet sofa, listening to the crackling sound of wood burning in the fireplace, and his mother and sister talking and laughing loudly.

The house is very warm.

His tears fell in the dream.

"Little devil..." Lu Fan squinted in his dream.

"Little devil, let me tell you, I, Lu Fan, are the chosen one, and I am the inheritor of the dragon's blood. I let you become a teacher and let you get everything you want, so what?

You are just a body prepared for me. One day, I want to get back what belongs to me, so you just wait. Remember, you are mine and will always be mine. "

"No. Master, save me." Wei Qing screamed and sat up, dripping with cold sweat.

He doesn't want to die.Why did he die?Wei Qing raised his head and looked out of the window, even though this is a world where the strong prey on the weak, he must live on and never compromise.

How to become stronger quickly?He touched the Tongtian chariot on his ankle.

Suddenly, the Tongtian chariot sent out bursts of turmoil, bursts of purple light shot out, and flew out like a gossamer.

At this moment, red lights flashed twice in the night sky outside the window, followed by spiritual light in the backyard.