Dressed as a cannon fodder for a harmonious essay, I have few desires [Quick Transmigration]

Under Bai Yujingge's peak, the wind above the arena was fierce. The disciples surrounded the arena tightly, squinting their eyes against the wind and stretching their necks to look at the two fiercely fighting in front of them.

The two people who were fighting on the field shot very quickly. In the eyes of the surrounding disciples, they could only see the afterimages that were constantly moving, and the specific moves were not even half clear.

"boom!"

A gust of wind blasted outward from the center of the arena. Although there was a formation outside the arena, many outer disciples were thrown out. The center of the arena was filled with sand and gravel. One person was standing in mid-air with a sword in his arms. Hearing this movement, he opened his eyes and looked at the gradually dissipating dust below.

Yan Sui: After working together for so long, the timing and location of the system you choose to land is really exciting as always.

system:……?

System: Host, are you acting weird?

Yan Sui: No (smile.jpg)

Although he was complaining about the system in his heart, Yan Sui still held the long sword in his arms tightly with a sullen face after he quickly glanced at the air hanging more than ten meters below his feet.

The dust and mist on the stage had not completely dissipated, and Yan Sui quickly sorted out the plot of this new mission world in his mind.

Cultivating Immortals Upgrading Stream Novel, it is about the Baiyujing, the largest sect in the world of cultivating immortals. The heart, and finally slaying the enemy, the story of becoming a flying fairy.

It stands to reason that the long novel of Cultivation of Immortals is still a story flow, and there should be no such things as banquets and systems, but the problem lies in the protagonist in this novel. The most important thing is that he spread a chaotic spiritual root with basically no hope of cultivating immortality.

In the world of cultivating immortals, this kind of rare system but useless spiritual root is the ultimate furnace that is extremely beneficial to high-level cultivators on weekends.

In the original plot, the protagonist, who knew that he was pregnant with a crime, concealed his physique in the early stage and scrambled around the outer door, hoping to enter the inner door, looking for opportunities to change his physique.After not wanting to enter the inner door through the inner door contest, the protagonist is caught by a second-generation fairy who is always looking for flowers and questions, and breaks the secret.

The whole book is one million long stories, one-third of which is about the disharmonious things done by the second generation of immortals. Unexpectedly, there is no author who can't write. It can be said that this second generation of immortals is the source of disharmony in this world.

And the identity played by Yan Sui now is the second generation of immortals who will be hacked to death by the protagonist in the end, and besides the protagonist, he will have many ambiguous objects in the future. In short, this world system mainly prevents, Just himself.

System: Don't be rustling, host!

Yan Sui... okay (smile.jpg)

But no matter what, as long as you control yourself, more than half of the tasks in this world have been completed, but at the same time, Yan Sui has to find the person who has been chasing him. According to the experience of the previous few worlds, then The person may be the protagonist's victim, or he may be a cannon fodder passer-by. The only thing that can determine his identity is the birthmark on his lower back. In this relatively conservative world, it is still a bit difficult to find someone.

Yan Sui blinked and recalled his thoughts, braced himself and looked down at the ring with his sword in his arms.

The dust dissipated, and at this time there were two people standing and kneeling on the ring. The standing person was holding a long sword against the shoulder and neck of the person facing him. The blade hummed and trembled, showing the intensity of the battle just now.The person he was pointing at was kneeling on the ground with half of a long sword in his hand, his hair was already disheveled during the fight, and now it was hidden in front of him so that people could not see his expression.

The battle situation is clear, and the victory and defeat have been divided.

Yan Sui, who was assigned to supervise the battle, put down his folded arms and was about to announce the result, but he didn't want the people on the stage to be one step ahead of him and opened his mouth with fists in salute.

"Brother Yan, although Huang Yu narrowly won, I am worthy of the victory."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the outer sect disciples surrounding them turned to the stage.

What's the matter with this person, if he wins the outer sect competition, he can enter Ge Yu Peak as an inner sect disciple!

Looking at the black and strong man on the stage who was looking directly at him with piercing eyes, Yan Sui frowned slightly, not knowing what Huang Yu meant.

"Junior Brother Wan has just wrestled with me for two hours. If my sword hadn't beaten his wooden sword by a hair in the end, he would never have lost to me."

"This time, Junior Brother Wan should win."

After finishing speaking, Huang Yu bowed deeply again, he didn't care about the whispers of the people beside him, and was very straightforward.

After receiving the character memory, Yan Sui controlled himself to descend to the ring. He didn't pay attention to it just now, but now that he got closer, he saw that the half-kneeling person was indeed holding a half-wooden sword in his hand.

"The victory and defeat have already been decided, and it has nothing to do with the sword."

"Senior Brother Huang, congratulations."

The kneeling man stood up silently and put away his broken sword. His green clothes were scratched a lot, and they were also covered with a lot of dust.

Oh, I didn't expect both of them to be stubborn.

The people around all took a deep breath. Looking at the performance of these two people, I don't know how cheap this inner sect quota is, it's really pissing me off!

But no matter how bitter they were, they didn't have any right to speak, so they brushed again, and the eyes of the outer disciples fell on Yan Sui, the only inner disciple who had the right to make the decision.

Yan Sui coughed lightly, suppressing the constant whispers around him. Ever since Huang Yu called that man Wan Shidi just now, Yan Sui has been silently looking at this unkempt young man, because in the plot, he was brutally beaten by himself afterward." The surname of the poor protagonist of "Forcing and Looting" is Wan.

Outer Sect Dabi, Junior Brother Wan, it wouldn't be such a coincidence as soon as he came up.

Yan Sui buttoned the pattern on the scabbard on the wide sleeve, pondered for a moment, and then made a decision.

"The two juniors have such a heart of Taoism, and their swordsmanship is excellent."

"However, this situation is unprecedented. Since Junior Brother Huang said so, why don't the two Junior Brothers go up the mountain with me and ask Master to make a decision."

After finishing speaking, Yan Sui directly waved his sleeves to make a tactic, and the people around felt a flash in front of their eyes, and the three of them flew up the mountain like a shooting star.

"Junior Brother Wan, take a rest here for now. After Master comes back, I will immediately notify you and Junior Brother Huang to go to see him."

"Thank you, Brother Yan, Yun Ge."

Although Yan Sui's gestures were very handsome, but after he brought the two juniors back to Geyu Peak, he pulled out the information that his master had gone down the mountain not long ago from the corner of his memory, but fortunately, Yan Sui's senior brothers and sisters They have all traveled abroad, and now he is the only one living in this peak for the time being.

Before the master came back, Yan Sui had no choice but to arrange the two of them in the empty courtyard. Out of mission considerations, he arranged Junior Brother Wan, who might be the protagonist, next to his small courtyard.

In fact, it’s really no wonder that Yan Sui couldn’t recognize people. The system gave him more than one million characters in the plot, most of which were mosaiced by the system. I haven't met Huang Yu, but my original body, the scumbag who keeps calling me Junior Brother Wan, is this Wan Yunge in front of me.

The time span of the world of cultivating immortals is too large. If the system gets the time wrong, it will matter whether the protagonist is born or not.

"I was too reckless just now, you can change into this clothes first, Junior Brother Wan, and you can find me if you need anything."

Yan Sui took out a set of student clothes from the mustard bag at his waist, and the junior standing at the door thanked him coldly and took it, without any intention of letting anyone in.

Regretfully, he glanced at Wan Yunge's waist, which had been cut open in the previous competition. He wanted to wait for this person to turn around to take a look to confirm his identity, but he didn't expect this Wan Yunge to be very vigilant. Qiang, has never shown his back to himself, and even Yan Sui has not seen clearly because of his unkempt appearance.

"Because the disciples on Geyu Peak have already built their foundations, and no one chops firewood to boil water, so if Junior Brother Wan wants to take a bath, there is a natural hot spring in the back mountain, which is full of spiritual energy and is also good for cultivation."

"Thank you."

The atmosphere was silent again, the two stood facing each other inside and outside the door, Yan Sui curled up his fingers, silently nodded and raised his head as a signal, then turned around and left the small courtyard with his sword in hand.

The person standing at the door held his clothes and watched Yan Sui walk out of the small courtyard. He hesitated for a while, looked down at his clothes that were about to rot into strips, and finally couldn't stand his disheveled appearance, and mentioned Broken sword, went out and walked quickly towards the back mountain.

However, what Wan Yunge didn't notice was that a figure slowly emerged from behind the red maple tree at the door.

Geyu Peak is not the highest among the twelve peaks in Baiyujing. Compared with Changjing Peak, which is covered with snow all the year round, the four seasons are distinct. Apart from the sword refining platform, the back mountain is a vast green forest, and the crystal clear hot spring Usually, there are few people here except for banquets.

Holding his sword and clothes, Wan Yunge walked carefully into the depths of the forest, and finally found the hot spring Yan Sui mentioned on a flat ground surrounded by huge rocks.

Because Wan Yunge hadn't learned the art of cultivation in detail, Wan Yunge couldn't do the tricks like Yan Sui, so he could only check carefully at the water's edge, turned around and waited for a long time, and was sure that there was something nearby. After there was no movement, Wan Yunge put down the things in his hands, turned his back to the rock, and was about to take off his clothes and enter the water.

Behind the wide rock, Yan Sui lowered his body and held his breath, staring closely at the movement of Wan Yunge not far away. When the long gown fell to the ground, the snow-white obscene clothes would fall to his shoulders, revealing his fair neck and white shoulders.

Along the way just now, Yan Sui hid his figure and quietly followed Wan Yunge holding his breath. Thanks to the fact that it is still in the early stage of the plot, although the original scumbag is secretly peeping at the beauties at various peaks every day and offering his hospitality, but the skills and so on Some are still practicing seriously, so it is so easy to keep up with such a vigilant junior. ??

Gently pull down the eye-catching leaves, Wan Yunge's inner shirt by the hot spring over there has been taken off to the waist, and the dimple on the back of the waist is about to be exposed.

At the critical moment, Yan Sui poked his head out a little to get a better look. At this moment, all his attention was on the back of the man in front of him, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed and his expression was serious. Yan Sui tensed all his nerves, not wanting to miss a single thing screen.

"Brother Yan, what happened in front of you?"

"!"

There was a faint sound in his ear, and Yan Sui turned his head back as if shocked by an electric shock. With one move, he blocked the movement of the person coming, and then grabbed his throat, and led the person back quickly up the tree to cover his tracks.

Yan Suilian didn't see who was coming, but looked nervously in the direction of the hot spring, and saw that the person who was about to take off just now had already gathered his collar, holding a half sword and looking at this side vigilantly .

"Who?"

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