The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

After Qian Ya fell asleep, Chen kissed Qian Ya's forehead and face, and finally buried his head in his arms.

The tail behind Chen couldn't help but raise high, like a wolf king announcing to the people around him that this is his territory, the person in his arms is his own, and no one is allowed to come over.

In fact, he also has things to worry about.

As a nobleman, the only subordinates he can use are servants.

Servants have no fighting power, no matter how many they are, they are garbage, and each of them is useless except to see a little face.

After all, slaves are the last slaves in the slave circle.Their bodies and souls have long been sold to the secular world, and they will do anything to survive.No loyalty, let alone faith.

Now, only by becoming a royal family can Chen control the nobles with outstanding abilities, guard his domain, and protect Qianya who lives in his domain.Even, Su could be killed logically without being punished.

So when will the bloodstone show signs of his appearance again...

A week, a month, or a year?

In the huge and heavily guarded aristocratic circle, it is really difficult to find such a small piece.

Unless, he has a friendly royal family and uses the royal family's control over the nobles to search the entire noble circle.

Usually, the imperial clan relies on the power of the red fox during the evolution stage, but now that the misunderstanding with the red fox has not disappeared, it is impossible for him to extend his friendly palm to the red fox clan to show their alliance.

So I can only wait for the signs in the starry sky. By then, the little guy in my arms should know the exact location.

He and Qian Ya are the only reliance on each other, there is no coercion, no calculations, only love and loyalty.

When Gu Xian was lying on the white table in a daze, he suddenly felt the ups and downs of energy in his heart.

He held his chest in joy and panic, but after a while, the energy disappeared.

Of course he knew where that energy came from.

The pendant that was handed over to Chen was closely connected with his heart.

When Chen needed him, the pendant would send a signal to him.

But the energy disappeared so quickly, it showed that Chen rejected the idea of ​​needing him.

It turned out that it was just... a white joy...

Not long after, his valet knocked on the door.

Gu Xian thought it was a servant who brought Chen here, so she quickly stood up and turned her head to look over: "Come in!"

The servant opened the door, walked up to Gu Xian respectfully and bowed: "Master."

Gu Xian glanced outside the door, but didn't see Chen, so he asked, "Where is he?"

"Master, originally Master Chen had followed me to the outskirts of the royal family circle, but Master Chen left again on the way."

"reason?"

The servant seriously recalled the scene at that time: "Master Chen raised his hand and looked at the ring in his hand."

Gu Xian frowned, he had a little impression of Chen's ring.At the last banquet, Chen wore a black ring on the hand holding the wine glass.

If he remembered correctly, Chen's ring matched the collar on Qian Ya's neck when he died in Chen's arms.

It turned out that the blue-haired slave called Chen away.

How anxious he was to clear up the misunderstanding with Chen. If his mother hadn't said that he was ignorant after the last banquet and helped outsiders let Chen go and put him in confinement, he would have gone to find Chen himself.

But right now, except for myself, maybe no one cares about this kind of thing...

How could Chen understand his anxiety...

Even if it's just a little bit...

Maybe he should really listen to his mother, so that under the pressure of the royal family, even if forced, Chen would be responsible to him.

Every time it was Qian Ya who broke his plan and took Chen away...

He is a majestic red fox who is at the top of the royal circle, but he loses to an extremely lowly slave every time...

Gu Xian could hardly stand still, and took a few steps back to lean on the table behind him.

The servant gave Gu Xian a worried look. The master was too soft-hearted, and retreated every step of the way, so that he was crushed like this by a slave.

He had helped his master kill Qian Ya once in the open and in the dark, but he didn't expect that another person like Qian Ya would be killed halfway, or in other words, Qian Ya would actually come back to life.

It's really... I can't die...

"Master, you are a royal family, there is nothing in this world that you cannot get." The servant said.

Gu Xian raised his eyes to look at the snow-white ceiling, and after a long while in a daze, a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He had countless dreams of himself being with Chen, the dream of standing on the top with Chen overlooking the entire slave circle, the dream of running with Chen on the open grass, the dream of Chen embracing him from behind, and Chen becoming an imperial family. Finally, she knelt down on one knee and signed the contract, and recognized him as the only partner in this life's dream, and every scene was as real as it was.

As if that had happened before, as clear as yesterday's memory, could it be that he was just deceiving himself and others from the beginning to the end...

He didn't want to be a bad person, he never wanted to force Chen, but he really couldn't wait for Chen to turn his head to look at him.

"How can beauty be more important than power, Master." The servant poured a glass of water for Gu Xian and handed it to him, "You have dealt with so many things in the clan, and you have seen countless orcs and half-orcs who are crazy about power."

"Let's not talk about the royal family, even the small nobles will have red eyes for the battle for status. Master Chen is an imperial family, and his innate desire for power is stronger than any other race. You just need to grasp the source of his desire With it in his hands, he will understand who is the real partner he should stand by." After the servant finished speaking, he raised his eyes and stared at Gu Xian seriously.

He climbed all the way from the slave pen, and was forced to sleep in the arms of many orcs and orcs.When he was played half to death and thrown outside the royal circle, it was Gu Xian who brought him back home.

He had never seen a royal family as gentle as Gu Xian.

He had never seen any royal family like Gu Xian, who used their noble hands to apply medicine to the humble body of the servants.

It has never been seen that any royal family would smile at him so purely without any desire like Gu Xian.

Seeing that Gu Xianweichen is so sad right now, how could he not feel distressed?

Gu Xian lowered his eyes and looked at the water in the glass.

That's right, what the blood stone can bring to Chen is the way to control the entire password region.

How does Qian Ya compare with the supreme right...

Taking advantage of Xingkong not giving Chen any instructions, let him take advantage of the privilege of the royal family to get the bloodstone first.

Take this to keep Chen.

"Call the golden lion and the white tiger, I have something to tell." Gu Xian took a sip of water, his movements were as graceful as ever, and his face was as beautiful as ever.

"Okay." The servant said with a smile, the master should have done this long ago.

When Qian Ya woke up, Chen was no longer in the bedroom.

"Damn..." He moved his back, trying to sit up, but found that his whole body was crushed as if he had been run over by a truck.

The master is horrible...

Qian Ya gritted his teeth and got up from the bed, if it wasn't for the urge to urinate, he wouldn't have moved desperately.

He walked a few steps on the ground with bare feet, and the chain around his neck rattled with his movements.

Not to mention, it really feels like being raised in captivity.

Cannon fodder Qian Ya: [Are you okay? 】

Uh... the moment he heard the voice of cannon fodder Qian Ya, Qian Ya had an urge to pull him out of his body and beat him to death.

Qian Ya: "Don't fucking talk to me! Although it's not your fault, I want to blame you!"

Cannon fodder Qianya: [Then you are in pain. 】

These words instantly made Qian Ya angry, and he was so angry that he was speechless. There were thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to scold the cannon fodder. In the end, he only hated that he didn't read enough. After holding back for a long time, he choked out a sentence: "Damn it!"

Cannon fodder Qianya: [You're such a shit. 】

Qian Ya took a few steps forward with difficulty: "You idiot."

Cannon fodder Qian Ya was too lazy to continue arguing with him, so he changed the subject and said: [Look up at the wall. 】

Qian Ya: "Look at the yarn."

Having said that, Qian Ya raised his head involuntarily.

Cannon fodder Qianya: [The master hung your painting on the wall. 】

The person in the portrait is exceptionally good-looking, with a black bathrobe loosely hung halfway around his shoulders, and fair-skinned legs resting on the armrest of the sofa, and even the curved outline of the five fingers has been carefully recorded.I don't know how carefully the owner looked at it to outline the details so well.

Qian Ya's face instantly turned red.

"I'm a little upset." Qian Ya said suddenly after staring at the painting for a long time.

Cannon fodder Qianya: [Huh? 】

"This," Qian Ya said, pointing to the painting, "this is your body, not mine."

Cannon fodder Qianya: [...So? 】

Qian Ya: "I want to remove it."

As he said that, Qian Ya went to the side and fetched a chair, and when he stepped on it, he hurt his wound and made a "hiss—" sound.

Cannon fodder Qian Ya: [You are so jealous. 】

Qian Ya took off the painting and said, "I want you to take care of it."

Holding the painting framed by the white frame, he carefully read it several times, and finally couldn't help but praise: "The master's painting skills are really good, but there is a little flaw in the painting."

Cannon fodder Qianya: [Yes. 】

Qian Ya stretched out his hand to caress a corner of the oil painting that was unintentionally smudged, looked at it for a long time, frowned several times, and hung the painting back again.

The dizzy place looks like traces of tears.

It was within seven days of his absence, Chen held his portrait, remembered how he called himself master with a smile at the time, remembered how he knelt in front of him and cried and begged himself not to be angry with him, remembered how he bit his finger to deliberately seduce Every picture of me is vivid in my mind, but the person in the painting is like yesterday, but the lover who is sleeping on the bed has long been unable to open his eyes.

So Chen cried, crying very sadly.

Cannon fodder Qianya: 【Why did you hang up the painting again? 】

Qian Ya resisted the urge to cry, and carefully climbed down from the chair: "... none of your business."

Only now did he really realize how much the master was worried about something else happening to him.

Not all lovers can be recovered, not everyone can have the same chance as him, if he died, what should the master do...

If it wasn't for the extreme love, how could the master be reluctant to throw away the corpse.Even though he was rotten and smelly, the master still held him in his arms like a treasure.

He will obey his master obediently in the future, and he will not be able to disobey again even if he dies.If he makes his master angry again, he'll eat shit!

Qian Ya slowed down for a while, and only after his emotions calmed down did he move the chair back to its original place.

When he walked to the door of the bedroom and wanted to go to the bathroom, the chain around his neck jerked him, and he suddenly realized that the door was the limit of the length of the chain.

This means that he can't go out at all.

"Damn it!" Qian Ya tugged at the chain around his neck and broke down, "I fucking want to go to the toilet..."

Cannon fodder Qianya: [You... call the master to come. 】

Qian Ya leaned against the door and shouted loudly, "Master! Are you there, Master?"

"Master, come here!"

"Owner!"

He yelled for a long time, but no one responded, not even a servant.

Cannon fodder Qian Ya: [Or you can step on the chair and urinate out of the window, just below is the grass, and you can fertilize it. 】