The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

"Did you think something in your mind just now?" Qian Ya asked suspiciously, he was not sure if what he felt just now was the psychological activity of cannon fodder.

Cannon fodder Qianya: [No. 】

Qian Ya: "Oh."

Cannon fodder Qianya: [Don't worry, I really won't fight you for master.If you're sleepy, go to sleep. 】

Qian Ya lifted the quilt to cover himself, closed his eyes and said: "If you dare to green me, I will dig your grave, throw your body into the wilderness, and dismember you!"

Cannon fodder Qianya: […]

When Qian Ya mentioned his own grave, Cannon Fodder suddenly felt a little disturbed.

Cannon fodder Qianya: 【You go to see my grave after you have a good rest. I don't know why, but I feel very uneasy. 】

Qian Ya sighed: "Do you think someone will be too idle to dig your grave?"

It's just a cemetery, what can happen.Although the tombstone is exquisite, it is not worth enough to be snatched away.

Cannon Fodder Qian Ya's attitude softened, and his words sounded pitiful: [It's just behind the left side of the villa, not far away. 】

Pretending to be pitiful was very effective, and Qian Ya didn't refuse again: "Then I'll sleep for half an hour first, and you call me when it's time."

Cannon fodder Qianya: "Okay."

It is not unreasonable for the cannon fodder to panic.

Because at this moment, the servants Su sent to monitor Chen's place told Su the news that Chen had gone out to see Gu Xian.

This means that he has a chance to strike.

Su actually didn't really want to do this kind of thing, but the thoughts he had after getting drunk last night lingered in his mind.

It was humiliating to be so attached to a lowly human being...but he couldn't help it.

I just don't know if Chen has preserved Qian Ya's body properly, if the body is not dead, he wants to peel off that flirtatious face and keep it for preservation.

If Qian Ya knew that he could get such honor after death, he would be moved to tears.

The corner of Su's mouth curled up into a smile. After so many days, his mood could be regarded as a little better.

In the next second, Su flew out from the bedroom window, his snow-white uniform was spotless.

She looks pure like an angel and has beautiful wings like an elf, but she always likes to do things that don't match her appearance.

Although the aristocrats have a relatively large area of ​​jurisdiction, and there are many open spaces, the aristocrats all live in the aristocratic circle, and the distance from the aristocrats to the royal family is not as far away.

So when Su Luo was on the roof of Chen's villa, staring at a tombstone on the lower left without blinking, Chen hadn't seen Gu Xian yet, and Qian Ya had just been woken up by the cannon fodder, and took off his bathrobe to change clothes.

Cannon fodder Qianya: [I'm panicked. 】

Qian Ya yawned, took out a uniform from the closet and put it on for himself.

He felt that Cannon Fodder Qianya's panic was unreasonable, but he couldn't help speeding up his actions.

After finishing, Qian Ya thumped his still sore waist, and hurried downstairs.As he walked, he said, "Do you want a tribute, some fresh fruit for you?"

Cannon fodder Qianya: 【Next time. 】

"Okay." Qian Ya picked up the fruit plate on the table, stuffed a sliced ​​apple into his mouth, and walked quickly to the door, "Then I'll feed you."

If Cannon Fodder Shou had an entity now, his face should already be red.It was just a simple sentence, but for some reason, it immediately calmed down Cannon Fodder's panic-stricken mood.

Cannon fodder Qian Ya: [I want to eat the pear next to it. 】

"Oh." Qian Ya smiled, stuffed a small piece into his mouth and tasted it carefully, "Sweet."

Cannon fodder can't taste it, but he can feel the slightly cunning pride in Qian Ya's heart at the moment, which is very cute.

But the good mood only lasted for a short while.

When Qian Ya walked to the back of the villa, and walked forward for a certain distance, until he saw the graveyard that was dug up not far away, the anger of the cannon fodder made Qian Ya's heart ache.

It's not that kind of heartache, it's the kind of heartache that hurts.

Qian Ya's reaction was completely different from the cannon fodder Qian Ya's. After he noticed the colorful wings of the half-orc, his body stiffened almost instantly.

Unable to restrain, his eyes trembled slightly in the slowly rosy eye sockets, and he couldn't even hold the fruit plate in his hand, and it fell on the ground covered with green grass.

He wanted to run, he had to run, far away from Su.

They were about 100 meters away from Su, and the surrounding area was unobstructed, so they were easy to spot.

Cannon fodder Qian Ya didn't forget to comfort Qian Ya even though he was angry: [Don't be afraid, don't panic, use the bracelet to notify the master.You first step back slowly and be careful. 】

Qian Ya didn't dare to speak casually to talk to the cannon fodder. He nodded, raised his hand tremblingly and pressed the bracelet to send a signal, and at the same time moved back carefully, fearing that he would be seen by turning his head slightly for fear of being alarmed. Su.

Su single-handedly held the white porcelain vase containing cannon fodder Qianya's ashes, and wiped the ashes on his face with his sleeve in dissatisfaction, so disappointed that his wings drooped.

"It's burned." There is no skin, no meat, only a few ashes left, huh...

So what is the use of this for him?

To commemorate?Watch it?Still offering?

Su frowned, he didn't spend half a day trying to get this meaningless thing.

He can't see a trace of Qian Ya, and there is no beautiful skin that attracts him. He doesn't like it...

I don't even want to keep it for Chen.

Su was about to throw the fragile porcelain on the ground, and Qian Ya, who had already retreated to the corner of the wall, turned around and was about to run, clearly felt the uneasiness and panic of the cannon fodder Qian Ya at that moment.

The ashes, that may be the only trace of his existence in this world.

If it wasn't because he cared, how could he want his corpse to live in a place that wasn't shaded by the sun, and how could he expect Qian Ya to visit him from time to time...

Qian Ya finally chose to stop, even though he was really scared, even though he was so scared that he was about to cry, but the hoarse voice still mustered up the courage and squeezed out from his throat tremblingly: "Stop..."

The voice wasn't loud enough, Su not only didn't look over, he didn't even stop the movements in his hands.

"No!" Qian Ya shouted again, amplifying his voice.

It's a pity that when the familiar voice came to Su's ear, the thing in his hand had already fallen to the ground.

The sound of the porcelain vase shattering on the grass was neither crisp nor pleasant.The white ashes were immediately scattered all over the green lawn, and some were scattered in the air with the wind.

Cannon fodder Qian Ya stared at the scene in front of him through Qian Ya's gaze. At that moment, his hatred for Su disappeared.

Wouldn't he let go of his body even after death...

I was humiliated several times during my life, and I will destroy it after death...

But obviously the corpses were burned, obviously Qian Ya buried him with his own hands, obviously he has already been buried in the ground, but now he wants to smash the only thing he left in the world in front of his face.

Sue, heh.

Seeing Su approaching, Cannon Fodder Qian Ya knew that they could no longer hide, so he said: 【If you are afraid, can you lend me your body...】

Almost without hesitation, Qian Ya handed over control of his body to cannon fodder Qian Ya.

He didn't dare to face Su.

Cannon fodder Qianya's heavy emotions at this time are not something he can adjust and face on his behalf.

When Qian Ya's head shifted in consciousness, his eyelids slowly drooped.

When he opened his eyes again, what was reflected in his narrow and coquettish pupils was Su's delicate, dusty face that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Su looked like an innocent child who accidentally got his face dirty while playing with dirt, but it was only superficial.

"You..." Su Ben wanted to deal with the person who broke his grave digging, so as not to disturb his peace by telling Chen.

But the moment he saw Qian Ya's face clearly, his outstretched hand stopped in place, and the blue eyes were shining with light.

This... Qian Ya is not dead? !

He knew how the little bald head could die so easily, haha.

The cemetery just now is not Qian Ya's cemetery.Although Qian Ya's name was written on it, it must have been used by Chen to deceive him.

There was a happy smile on the corner of Su's mouth. The hand he was about to use to attack Qian Ya just now rubbed Qian Ya's head lightly: "Little bald head, you have long hair."

He couldn't measure the joy in his heart at this moment.

He doesn't even know how happy he is right now.

Qian Ya shrank cautiously in his palm, raised her eyes timidly to look at Su, her eyes were red.

He knew that what Su disliked most was resistance, so no matter how much he hated Su, he had to endure it.

One must not provoke Su before the master returns.

Seeing this, Su pulled Qian Ya into his arms with one hand, and he hugged Qian Ya's body tightly: "Little bald head, don't be afraid of me..."