When the cannon fodder meets the villain boss

The task of Nangong Weiran is to assist an emperor who is inclined to his own sect to ascend the throne, but it does not mean that Nangong Weiran has to revolve around this matter.

Even if cultivators want to experience the life of ordinary people, they are still different from ordinary people after all, because they pursue different things.

Before Nangong watched the show, he forgot about his mission. Anyway, with the presence of the two ancient princes, King Ning and King Ke, and Emperor Jing's ten-year luck, nothing would happen.If the joint efforts of King Ning and King Ke in the past ten years cannot bring down King Li, then these two princes are too incompetent.

In order to prevent the fate of Dongfang Aotian from instigating the two princes, Nangong Weiran copied all the ancient poems that can be seen in the Chinese textbooks, and threw the names of the authors on the list to the two, and they and Situ Cang People left the capital.

In fact, the capital is the imperial capital of the Jing Dynasty. If it is not for cultivation with the help of dragon energy and the luck of the dynasty, it is not a suitable place for cultivation.

As for King Ning and King Ke, what should they do if they are in trouble?

Hey, don't forget that Nangong Weiran is a cultivator. Even though he is a sword cultivator who knows nothing but swordsmanship, he still has an almighty elder brother beside him, two jade talismans for body protection and message transmission, Doing it at any time is nothing to the big brother.

Without Yujian flying, Nangong Weiran chose an uncomfortable travel tool, a carriage.

"Where are you going?" Situ Cang asked, after all, the next itinerary was completely decided by Nangong Weiran.

"Senior brother, this mortal world is also very big. In addition to the Jing Dynasty, there are also the three kingdoms of Yong, Xian, and Qing. They are not small barbarians, but three powerful countries that really stand side by side with the Jing Dynasty. Although Xianyuan City is in the Jing Dynasty Within, but very close to the border, not only people from the martial arts world of the Jing Dynasty, but also people from the other three kingdoms go to the Immortal Ascension Conference."

"Do you want to visit the Three Kingdoms?"

"Yes, let's go to Yong Kingdom first." Nangong Weiran said with a smile.Yongguo is in the south of the Jing Dynasty, and it is like spring all the year round. It can be said that it is a very suitable place for people to live. Of course, because of the weather and many rivers, Yongguo also produces fish and rice.

After walking for five days in a carriage, Nangong Weiran and Situ Cang came to the Grand Canal that runs through the north and south, and spent some money to get on a merchant ship of a caravan going south to the Yong Kingdom.

Perhaps because of its geographical location, the army of Yong State is not strong, but the navy is good. Moreover, Yong Emperors of Yong State have encouraged the development of commerce and handicrafts, and the people of Yong State are also very good at making use of their own advantages. Therefore, the territory of Yong State is stronger than that of Jing Dynasty. The surplus, but it may also be because of the surplus of life, the martial arts of the Yong Kingdom is far weaker than that of the Jing Dynasty.

But there is a saying that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, even if the country of Yong is rich and the people are strong, so just entering the river of Yong, one night, a person dressed in black can be seen as a dead man or a killer with serious injuries , in order to avoid being chased and killed, he sneaked into this caravan from Jing Dynasty, and it happened that the cabin he sneaked into belonged to Nangong Weiran and Situ Cang.

As soon as he entered, the man in black's brain roared, and the next moment he lost consciousness.

Inside the cabin, Nangong Weiran put down the control talisman in his hand with some gloom, and looked at the man in black who was lying at the door, "There are really six ships, why did this person pick this one?"

Situ Cang also put down the controller and smiled, because he knew that his junior brother would be depressed not because of being disturbed, but because he had won against his junior brother just now.

A few days ago, because of boredom, Nangong Weiran wanted to see the entertainment of cultivators. Situ Cang, as a big brother who loves his junior, would not let his junior down, so he took out the Yi Zhan Banner.This is a game that warriors like among cultivators, and it can exercise the command ability of warriors.

Although Nangong Weiran is good at Go, Yi Zhanqi requires not only tactics, but also a good understanding of the combat characteristics of various cultivators. In this regard, Nangong Weiran is much worse.

As a result, Nangong Weiran lost his helmet and armor every time he was killed by Situ Cang after repeated battles and defeats.

"How about another game?" Situ Cang asked. It is also a good way to familiarize his junior brother with the fighting styles of various cultivators through Yi Zhanqi. Style is the only way, after all, the cultivation world in my memory is not peaceful, and the monsters can launch a surprise attack on the cultivation world after 100 years.Thinking of the big event in his memory that Dongfang Aotian completely became famous in the Huayang world, Situ Cang began to worry about the cultivation of his junior brother.

"I'd better take a look at that person." Nangong Weiran hurriedly made an excuse. He had been abused by his senior brother these days enough, so he went to squat next to the man in black, and put down the black scarf that covered his face. Poisoned, but his face is not a short-lived person, but it can't be said to be good."

A burst of spiritual power popped out from the finger and entered the person's body, and within a breath, the poison in the person's body was expelled, and even the wound was healed.

A cultivator's spiritual power is very pure, even if there is only a trace, it will be of great benefit to ordinary people.But too much is not a tonic but a poison.

"Why do you want to save someone?" Situ Cang asked, this person was fainted by Nangong Weiran's spiritual sense when he came in.

"Brother, don't you think we are short of a servant?" Nangong Weiran asked mischievously. Although they have been inediad as cultivators and their bodies are spotless, every servant has to do errands by himself. It's inconvenient, "Besides, this person's face has been full of ups and downs throughout his life, maybe we won't be bored if he stays with us."

Situ Cang smiled, his eyes full of doting, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

My little junior brother is really cuter the more he looks.

Nangong Weiran looked at Situ Cang, for some reason, suddenly felt his heart beating faster, and had the urge to indulge in his senior brother's eyes.

As a person who was raised as a dead man, Yan Wu thought that his future must be to die for his master, but now Yan Wu has defected, stabbed the master he swore to be loyal to and defected.

Once you enter the Yan Pavilion, you will never leave it for life.

Yan Wu knew that to break this century-old iron law, the only price he would pay was his own life, because only the dead could leave Yan Pavilion.Because of his betrayal, the companion who had trained together in Yan Pavilion ruthlessly pointed the weapon in his hand at him, and Yan Wu could only keep running away.But Yan Wu didn't regret it.

Waking up from a coma, Yan Wu immediately jumped up. Even without a weapon, he assumed a perfect defense and was always ready to escape. However, when he saw everything around him clearly, he couldn't help being a little surprised. .

He knew that he had sneaked into the cabin of a ship, and passed out inexplicably as soon as he entered, thinking that he would never wake up again, or that he would be tied up or under strict surveillance when he woke up, but at this moment he was already in that cabin , and there were two people sitting opposite each other in the cabin, and there was a low table between them, and there was a very strange jade thing, and the two people were holding a round jade ball, closed their eyes and meditated.

Very strange.

But what he has to think about is whether these two people are dangerous to him.

As a dead warrior who has been born and died many times for his master, Yan Wu can quickly judge the strength of his opponent. Although these two people don't look like warriors, his instinct tells him that these two people are very dangerous.

The next moment, Yan Wu noticed something wrong with him, looked down, and was stunned. Although he tapped the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding in time, because he had no chance to bandage, and was forced by those people to constantly After escaping and finally diving into the water, it should have been pus, but now it is all healed, if there is not a red mark on it, Yan Wu would have thought that his injury was just his own illusion.

Yan Wu immediately understood that he had encountered a strange person and a strange thing.

Even though Yan Wu had heard of immortal cultivators, it was just a legend to him, and he didn't connect the two people in front of him with the legendary immortal cultivators at all.

"Oh, I lost again." Seeing that his handsome camp was destroyed, Nangong Weiran had no choice but to admit defeat. Compared with his senior brother, he was really far behind.

"I've made a lot of progress." Situ Cang was very satisfied with his junior's learning speed. Although he still defeated his junior, the junior's persistence was getting longer and longer, and it was much better than the one-touch defeat at the beginning.

"Brother, stop praising me, it seems that I still have a lot to learn." Nangong Weiran said very sincerely.At least the result of Yi Zhanqi's repeated battles and defeats made him put away the smug self-satisfaction that he had formed so quickly.

Of course, Situ Cang also noticed the subtle changes in Nangong Weiran's mind, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Any senior brother would be very satisfied to have such a smart senior who can see through everything.

After exchanging some brotherly feelings, Nangong Weiran turned his eyes to Yan Wu who was always on guard at the door, seeing the surprise on his face that hadn't disappeared, he knew that this person noticed that his injury had healed.

"The poison on your body is cured."

Yan Wu was startled, and blurted out, "Impossible, only the Lord of Yan Pavilion has the antidote to the poison that His Excellency Yan put on the dead!"

Nangong Weiran is a little depressed, is this the result of brainwashing education?

"You think such poison can stump me?" Nangong Weiran said contemptuously.

Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, looking at his injuries, he should be able to heal his injuries so easily and quickly, he must have excellent medical skills, maybe he could really cure the poison on the body of the dead man in Yan Pavilion.

Originally, Yan Wu thought that if he betrayed Yan Pavilion, even if he could escape the pursuit of Yan Pavilion's dead, he could only live until this winter, but now he was suddenly told that the poison on his body had been detoxified. Really free, Yan Wu was unexpectedly not ecstatic, but rather dazed.

"You should be a dead soldier who defected. Have you ever thought about what you will do in the future? If not, would you like to go with us?" Nangong Weiran saw the blank expression on Yan Wu's face, and immediately understood that this person must have been looking for him for a while. Not knowing the meaning of his own life, he couldn't help but ask a little funny.People who have been brainwashed since childhood are indeed a little stupid. Once there are no orders and tasks, they don't know what to do.