The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

"I'll tell Chen." Qian Ya's eyes darkened after hearing this sentence. Although Liu Xiang looked handsome, he was still very disgusted, just like being imprisoned by a half-orc back then.

"What if I kill people directly?" Liu Xiang curled up a smile that was sure to win, "You have no power to resist."

"Believe it or not, Chen is nearby now? How dare you touch me..." Before Qian Ya finished speaking, Liu Xiang pinched his face severely.

"You think I'm afraid of Chen?" After Qian Ya stepped on Liu Xiang's pain point, he immediately became angry.He is not as good as Chen, and he still wants to surpass Chen, but he has always been overshadowed by Chen, and he has never been able to surpass him, "If he is really nearby, it is still unreasonable to watch him being hugged by other men like this." If he didn't move at all, then he is really generous!"

When Liu Xiang spoke, he directly ignored Qian Ya who was desperately trying to break his hand: "Chen is a fucking ass, isn't he still so cowardly and incompetent that he doesn't even dare to disclose it to his own slaves! Why don't you say it out? It's because you are afraid of yourself. Can't protect you? Like a shrinking turtle, what's so good about such a person?!"

"Your incompetent mother!" Qian Ya heard Liu Xiang insulting Chen, and even felt more uncomfortable than insulting himself.He is used to being scolded by others, he doesn't care, but scolding Chen can't do it.

Chen is an extremely gentle existence in his heart. No one has ever considered so many things for him like Chen, and no one has ever cared about him so much.He would feel very at ease when he was with Chen, he couldn't stand others saying bad things about Chen in secret, not even a single word.

"Yo, angry? You still protect him." After observing Qian Ya's reaction, Liu Xiang loosened his hand pinching Qian Ya's face, "I thought you would like someone who invited someone out at night. I secretly ate it, but I didn't expect it to be a protector."

At the same time, Qian Ya shook off Liu Xiang's hand holding his cheek, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Liu Xiang's strength is so strong that Qian Ya can't beat him.

So he couldn't conflict with Liu Xiang, otherwise the more defensive Liu Xiang was towards him, the less he would be able to find a chance to attack him.

"What should I do, I seem to be more and more satisfied with you." Liu Xiang approached Qian Ya while talking, with a playful tone.

"Oh." Qian Ya tried hard to keep the words "full of your paralysis" in his mouth.

As soon as Qian Ya finished speaking, Liu Xiang grabbed hold of his collar and fell to the ground, too fast for him to struggle.The difference in combat power between the two is not just one point, but a hundred million points.

Liu Xiang grabbed his collar so hard that the back of Qian Ya's neck hurt: "It's a pity..."

Qian Ya took a deep breath, trying to comfort himself, calm down, don't panic, as long as Liu Xiang leans down, he will have a chance to strike, being suppressed is only temporary...

He carefully reached into the pocket of the slave uniform with his sweaty hand, and held the knife tightly in his palm.

"What's the pity?" He tried hard not to shake his voice from his nervousness.

"Unfortunately, I still want to kill you." What an exciting thing it is to kill Chen's person.

As Liu Xiang said, he squeezed Qian Ya's face hard, and accidentally brushed Qian Ya's lips with his index finger.When Qian Ya felt the salty smell, he felt sick in his throat and almost couldn't spit it out.

At this moment, Qian Ya wanted to kill Liu Xiang.

Not long after, Liu Xiang withdrew his hand. He stared at Qian Ya's lips for a while, then suddenly leaned over and bit down hard.

so angry!Why is Chen's slave hundreds of times more beautiful than any of his slaves, and more loyal than his slaves, why Chen can do everything above him!What a fart Chen is, the limelight always overshadows him, he is so stupid, so stupid that he can't even protect his own people!

The jealousy in his heart was clamoring wildly, yelling and motivating Liu Xiang to ruin Qian Ya, if he ruined him, Chen would be sad, Chen would be sad, if Chen lost, then he would win...

Qian Ya, whose lips were bitten, suddenly widened his eyes.

disgusting...disgusting...

He didn't want to be forced like this... Chen didn't force him, why would Liu Xiang do this...

Resentment and fear intertwined in his heart, causing Qian Ya to tremble and finally mustered up the courage to slowly raise the knife.

He spread the blade with one finger, held the small handle, and stabbed Liu Xiang's neck directly.

Qian Ya didn't hear the sound of the knife cutting flesh, but he clearly felt it, making his slender hands tremble.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Feeling the pain from his neck, Liu Xiang quickly grabbed Qian Ya's hand on his neck and turned backwards hard, even with the knife. Pulled out.

Qian Ya was in pain, and felt that his wrist was almost broken, and his hand lost strength in an instant, and he couldn't even hold the knife.

If Liu Xiang's neck was not so painful that he couldn't restrain himself, Qian Ya might have been abolished.

He seized the opportunity to crawl out from under Liu Xiang, trying to distance himself from Liu Xiang.

Under the dim light, more and more blood flowed from Liu Xiang's neck, overflowing his hand covering his neck, and dripping from between his fingers, the picture seeped into people's eyes.

Even so, he still insisted on grabbing Qian Ya who was trying to escape with one hand, pushed him to the ground, and punched him in the face.

"You fucking plot against me!" Liu Xiang's face became paler and paler due to excessive blood loss, but his tone remained fierce, "Even if I die, I will hold you back!"

Qian Ya immediately blocked his face with his hands, looking for an opportunity to push Liu Xiang away, but because Liu Xiang's fists were too frequent, he didn't dare to open his eyes.

"Knife, isn't it!" The blood on Liu Xiang's neck had already slid down his neck to the slave clothes, in large swaths, the color was strange and frightening.But he seemed to know that he would not live long, so he didn't care about it.

He sat on Qian Ya's body, stared blankly, turned his head and looked around, touched the knife that Qian Ya had injured him, aimed at Qian Ya's arm lying across his face, and stabbed it.

"Ah—" Qian Ya clenched his teeth, his face turned pale from the pain, and his arms almost didn't protect his face.But Liu Xiang didn't give him a chance to breathe, so he pulled out the knife and stabbed it down again.

Qian Ya used his hand to stop again, and the knife slashed hard in his palm, causing the blood to flow immediately.

However, what scares Qian Ya even more is Liu Xiang's appearance at this time.

There is a lot of blood on his body, eyes full of hatred, eyes that want to drag Qian Ya to death, like a ghost in hell, demanding his life.

I heard that there are countless dead souls floating in the sky above this area. Are they looking at this scene and laughing happily?

The knife raised by Liu Xiang was aimed at Qian Ya's face, and was about to fall again, but his actions seemed to stop at the same place in an instant. It was not the knife that hit Qian Ya, but Liu Xiang, who had lost his strength and life... …

Qian Ya was so shocked that he didn't dare to move any more, the hand covering his face slowly dropped, his eyes were wide open, staring at the sky above his head as if lost in thought.

Liu Xiang, dead...

He killed...

The tip of the nose is full of bloody smell, very strong, it is an intractable smell, Qian Ya feels like vomiting.

He violently pushed Liu Xiang away from his body, sat up and vomited out, more and more body fluid in his mouth fell into someone's blood, the two were mixed into one.

He wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry, although his body was shaking violently.

After an unknown amount of time, a hand was slowly stretched out in front of Qian Ya.

Qian Ya looked up slightly, and met Chen's gaze.

The moment he saw Chen, Qian Ya's tears instantly filled his eyes.

He didn't take Chen's hand, but immediately crawled to Chen's leg and hugged his leg tightly.

Afterwards, Chen heard Qian Ya's cry, his voice was very depressed, it seemed that he was afraid of being heard by the ghosts above his head, or that he was used to suppressing his emotions for a long time, so he didn't dare to vent his voice.

At that moment, the way Chen looked at Qian Ya completely changed.

He knelt down slowly and patted Qian Ya's head.Then he raised Qian Ya's chin and looked carefully at the face where tears and blood mixed together.

"Don't be afraid." Chen reached out to wipe away the tears on Qian Ya's face, and picked him up from the ground.

After his body fell into that warm embrace, Qian Ya lost his mind for a moment, but he still couldn't recover.

When the two approached the slave's living room, he suddenly buried his face in Chen's chest, not wanting anyone to find out.

Everyone saw Chen enter 101 holding a disheveled man with blood on his body, but no one saw his face.

They looked at Qian Ya with suspicion, envy, hatred, and murderous intent, all of which were motivated by jealousy.

Chen put Qian Ya on his bed, causing people in the dormitory to look at each other.

Isn't this the one who called Master Chen last time and was rejected by Chen?

"I..." Qian Ya looked around and was about to get off Chen's bed, but was pushed back by Chen.

"Don't move, you're hurt, I'll fetch water for you." Chen patted Qian Ya's head and comforted him.

Qian Ya looked at Chen for a while, and finally nodded obediently.Looking at Chen, he felt very relieved, even the fear just now was gone.

But after he caught a glimpse of the blood all over his body, he thought of Liu Xiang's hands and the red liquid running down his neck again, and immediately opened his eyes wide, covered his mouth, rushed into the toilet and vomited on the small sink.

Seeing this, Chen immediately followed, raising his hand to pat Qian Ya's arched back.

He saw Qian Ya bent down and kept washing his mouth, once or twice was normal, three or four times was okay, five or six times acceptable, seven or eight times, Chen was a little confused.

"What's wrong?" Chen asked.

Qian Ya didn't lie, his wet eyelids drooped, and his voice was muffled and aggrieved: "He stuffed his hand into my mouth..."

After speaking, he continued to wash.

I just don't know why, but the salty and bloody smell can't be washed off.

He forgot that the palm of his hand was cut, and every time he held it in his palm to drink the water in his mouth, it was stained in color and smell by his blood.

"Qian Ya, that's enough." When Waiting Chen saw more and more blood on Qian Ya's arms and palms, he quickly grabbed him.

"No..." Qian Ya's eyes were very red, "Master, I can still smell..."

When he was speaking, his tears began to flow down unstoppably again, the corner of his mouth curled a small arc in grievance, but he was still holding it back desperately.

"There is no smell, your mouth is not dirty." Chen stretched out his arms to embrace Qian Ya, "Your hand is injured, I will take you to bandage it."

But there is...

The strong smell of blood and fish was in his mouth.Liu Xiang kissed him, and Chen knew that he would not want him...

"Liu bit me at him...I didn't mean it, I just wanted him to lean down, but I don't know...I stabbed him with a knife, I didn't mean to be the master...Can you please don't blame me..." Don't blame him for yet another betrayal...

Hearing this, Chen probably knew what was going on: "I don't blame you."

Qian Ya's wet eyelids were still drooping, not daring to lift them up.

The water in the sink was not turned off and was still running down. Qian Ya was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to catch the water, wanting to rinse his mouth.

Seeing this, Chen frowned, pulled Qian Ya directly, put one hand around his waist, and supported the back of his head with the other hand, and kissed his lips soothingly.

This is the first time Chen kissed Qian Ya, or in other words, the first time he kissed Cannon Fodder Shou's body.

Qian Ya stared wide-eyed with tears in horror, and did not dare to move in fright.

Master, kissing him...

The one who kissed him was the master...