The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

Su leaned over to hug Qian Ya, his multicolored wings spread out, like a huge and beautiful barrier, wrapping their bodies inside.

Xu Qianya's initiative made him very happy, so his actions became gentle.

But Qian Ya was still trembling with pain, his white hands grabbed the grass on the ground, and even tore several of them.

Seeing Qian Ya frowned because of the pain, Su gently kissed his brows to express comfort.

The sun shines through the leaves, casting countless fragmented shadows on them.

"The grass...is prickly...painful..." After a while, Qian Ya hugged Su's waist tightly and cried.

It wasn't the grass that ached him.

It was the small handle of the silver knife under his body that made him unbearable.

Su Wenyan turned over to the right so that Qian Ya was on top, and exchanged positions.

At that moment, Qian Ya lowered his head and kissed Su's lips, not giving Su any chance to divert his gaze.

At the same time, his hand groped, found the knife hidden in the grass, and held it tightly in his palm.

"Su, you know the answer, right?" Qian Ya stretched out his tongue to lick off the body fluid that landed on the corner of his lips, his voice soft.

"What?" When the emotion is strong, who has the thought to think about this kind of question.

"You know." Qian Ya affirmed, "You know why it's me...it's just that you dare not admit that you actually like a lowly human being..."

Su Wenyan was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, his eyes gradually widened because of Qian Ya's words.At this moment, his emotionally turbulent eyes are as beautiful as a blue galaxy.

like?

like……

Do you like it...

He wants Qian Ya, he doesn't want Qian Ya's mind to be always occupied by Chen, he doesn't want Qian Ya to feel sad for other orcs except him...

He was reluctant to hurt Qian Ya... He was very happy that Qian Ya took the initiative...

He thought Qian Ya was dead, so he was sad.

Later, Qian Ya lived, and he was very happy.

Is... because I like it?

The few joys in his life were all given to him by Qian Ya...

The moment Su lost his mind, a sharp pain suddenly came from his neck.He frowned suddenly and let out a muffled grunt.

Qian Ya pulled out the silver knife forcefully, and when he wanted to plunge it in again, Su firmly held his hand.

The knife was only a few centimeters away from Su's body, yet Su didn't give it a second of sight.

He stared at Qian Ya, his eyes were not the anger of being plotted by Qian Ya, but...extreme disappointment and shock.

He looked at Qian Ya's blood-splattered face, which was filled with hatred and hatred for him.

why……

Obviously she smiled so beautifully at him just a second ago, but now she wants to look at herself with this kind of eyes...

Su didn't understand...

"What don't you understand?" Qian Ya saw Su's thoughts through Su's eyes.

His eyes scanned the more and more red liquid on the grass, and when he felt that it was almost there, he let go of the silver knife, maintaining the posture of sitting on Su's body.

Qian Ya tilted his head slightly, smiling brightly: "I don't understand why you like me, or how much I hate you?"

When Su caught the word "hate", he suddenly felt the pain on his neck.

He is a little angry...

So he suddenly pushed Qian Ya off him, grabbed Qian Ya's neck fiercely with one hand, and pressed Qian Ya to the ground again: "You are looking for death! You think you can live if you kill me Do you think that the royal family will not pursue your crime?!"

Qian Ya didn't struggle, but shifted his gaze leisurely to the sky.

The sun is so glaring... If you open your eyes and look at it like this, you will be burned...

Because the eyes were very uncomfortable, without Qian Ya's consent, they overflowed with physiological tears, and slowly slid down his face.

"You...you like...not me..." Qian Ya ignored Su's words, he seemed to have figured it out, and suddenly began to deny his previous words, even his eyes became confused...

Su didn't answer any more, and slowly tightened his grip on Qian Ya's neck.

In fact, if he really wanted Qian Ya's life, Qian Ya would be dead by now...

But he hesitated...

"You only like... an obedient Qian Ya..." Qian Ya continued intermittently, because Su grabbed his neck, his voice was as hoarse and ugly as when an old and immobile machine was forced to operate.

"As soon as I'm disobedient, you bully me...you find so many people to hurt me...you always humiliate me..."

Qian Ya's face gradually turned red, a little congested: "You also...remove my grave...sprinkled my ashes...hehe, you just treat me as...a plaything..."

It's all just a plaything...

When Su heard this, the hand that pinched Qian Ya's neck paused for a moment, and finally relaxed...

Qian Ya, who had regained his breath, suddenly got up on his stomach and coughed violently. He quickly moved back, widening the distance between himself and Su.

Su's complexion became paler and paler, his milk-like smooth skin was already covered with bright red blood.

He stared at Qian Ya in a daze, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

After a long time, he finally looked away, and a pure and sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He laughed, what qualifications does a lowly human being in Qianya have to speculate on his feelings randomly...

Why does Qian Ya say that she likes him...

And why do you say you don't like him...

"You are a slave... how could you get into my eyes..." Su slightly raised his head and said contemptuously.

Because of lying, he dared not look directly at Qian Ya anymore.

But even if he said this, he still couldn't deny that a certain part of his chest really hurt because of Qian Ya, it hurt so much, it hurt more than his wound.

Su couldn't hold it any longer, and just before his life passed away, he suddenly gritted his teeth and tore off a few of his colorful feathers.

The feather glowed white in his palm, the light was soft, pure and clean, slowly transforming into a peacock-shaped crystal.

He threw the ferocious crystal at Qian Ya's feet, he was extremely weak but he insisted: "...Your life is left to you, I will not kill you, other beasts are not qualified to kill you..."

This is the last and only tenderness he can give Qian Ya in this life.

The nobles are different from the royal family, they only have one crystal in their life, and the crystal will not show up if the nobles are not voluntary.

They usually give it to the person they want to be close to.

Su's crystal was hidden in his wings, so Mo just pulled a feather from Su, and Su chased and beat him.

At this moment, he handed over the crystal to Qian Ya, which means that even if other royal families and nobles know that Su is dead, even if they know that Su was killed by Qian Ya, they cannot touch Qian Ya who owns Su crystal.

Because of Qian Ya, Zeng occupied a position in Su's life that no one could match.

He loved him.

it is true.

Su's body fell down, right in front of Qian Ya.

His long eyelashes drooped quietly, casting a beautiful shadow under his eyes due to the light.

Those beautiful and beautiful wings also lost their life, and fell down naturally, wrapping his body, wrapping his body fragrance, not letting it leak out.

He should be proud, even if he dies, he will isolate himself from this world that he doesn't even care about.

He does not belong to the land, and he despises the land.

In his eyes, beasts on the ground are as disgusting as animals. They also say that peacocks are the most coquettish, but peacocks are never the ones who play with slaves anytime and anywhere.

But Su is a beast after all, and he cannot be exempt from customs.He also forced Qian Ya and paid for it.

Su has only done one regretful thing in his life, that is, when he first met Qian Ya, he didn't treat him well.