Cannon Fodder False Young Master Awakens To God [Wearing Books]

In Wuji Continent, there are four hermit families, two sects handed down from ancient times (Qitianmen and Wuliangmen), one country (Wantianguo), one mountain (central mountain range), and one wilderness (wilderness plain).

Among them, the four hermit sects refer to the Guan family who specializes in cultivating vitality, the Chen family who is famous for its refining weapons, the Zhou family who guards a medicine field and poisonous forest alone, and the family who used to be famous for controlling beasts and raising them in captivity. Fog home.

Everyone knows that Muxiu will be destroyed by the wind in the forest. After being famous for a while, the four hermit families met and retired, living in a corner of the mainland.

But no one knew that the Wu family among the four major families was forced to retire and paid a huge price for it.

One of them is the family split.

A group of "trash" who had never been looked down upon by the head of the Wu family suddenly defected from the family.

They took away the Wu family's untransmitted secret method, and also took away the many sons of human demons that the Wu family painstakingly cultivated.

Since then, the Wu family has been in a slump.On the mainland, there is an evil organization called Wuzong, and a group of abandoned demons who cannibalize human flesh and drink human blood.

However, people who are a hundred years old may still have some impressions that the reputation before Abandoning Demons was not as vicious as it is now.

After sending away the envoy of the Wu Sect, Qu Ziqi slowly walked away from the underground palace.

Now is the time when the afternoon sun is at its brightest, Qu Ziqi stood in the darkness, and looked towards the sky outside with some annoyance.

After a while, someone hurried over with a bamboo umbrella.

Seeing that Qu Ziqi had already come out of the ancestral hall and was still unwilling to leave the sunshine, his face turned pale with fright, and he quickly lowered his head and held the umbrella with both hands and handed it to him.

Qu Ziqi took over the umbrella, and after being dazzled by the sun, there was a bit of gloom between his gentle brows and eyes, and the breath around his body was slowly suppressed, exuding his unhappiness from the inside out.

The person who delivered the umbrella was so overwhelmed that his eyes were red and his throat was full of blood.

He felt his neck cracking, his bones were folding down in an indescribable posture, and his body was so painful that he was paralyzed.

Maybe only a few moments, maybe a quarter of an hour, an hour.

Pain, only pain.

He was in a daze, he couldn't feel anything except the pain all over his body, his whole body was in place, he was obviously rolling in pain but he didn't dare to let out a cry of pain.

After slightly punishing the servant who had done negligence, Qu Ziqi finally regained his strength happily, and said gently: "Next time, don't be late."

The servant was finally able to catch his breath and spread out on the ground.

There was blood red in front of his eyes, and then he looked at Qu Ziqi's leaving back in a daze.

Qu Ziqi is afraid of the sun, and hates the light that can make him useless, just like those geniuses in the Wuji Continent, he hates it very much.

He didn't bother to glance at the dazzling sun in the sky, then calmly retracted his gaze and raised a smile.

Qu Ziqi held an umbrella and walked slowly in the huge city.

From time to time, business travelers passed by on the street. They shuttled and traded in the city, and the shops opened by the disciples of the four lines of the Qu family on both sides were very lively.

The head of the family came to inspect, and the disciples of the four branches of the Qu family were full of energy, shouting at the top of their voices: "Patriarch! Good afternoon!"

Qu Ziqi looked at them gently, "Good afternoon, don't you guys rest for a while?"

The disciples of the four veins smiled heartily: "No rest, no rest, no tiredness!"

"That's it..." Qu Ziqi pursed his lips and persuaded in a warm voice, "Take time to rest for a while, the body is the most important thing."

"No no no!"

The disciples of the Four Meridians shook their heads again and again, with gratitude in their eyes, "The sun is too high now, young master, you should go and rest quickly, have you eaten yet? Let me cook you a meal!"

Qu Ziqi smiled lightly: "You don't rest, how can I delay you, don't worry about me, I just look around and leave."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the city, leaving behind a refined back.

The businessman queuing up next to him saw this scene and asked the owner curiously, "Was that your owner just now? Qu Hanguang?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Don't compare that old guy with our young master!" The disciples of the four veins retorted again and again, and then proudly said with their hands on their hips, "That is the young master of our four veins, Qu Ziqi! He was the one who built this Quqi city ! He is our Patriarch, and also your City Lord!"

The merchants who have been doing business in the city nodded proudly: "Without a city lord, where can we find a safe resting place in the wilderness plain!"

Seeing everyone nodding their heads in agreement with these compliments, the businessman who just asked the question touched his nose embarrassingly, "My fault, my fault."

Simai disciple raised his head proudly: "Let me tell you, our young master is the best young master in the world, teaching us to practice, leading us to do business, so that everyone in Simai can live a good life! "

The busy disciples not far away raised their heads and said loudly, "I agree!"

"Yes! The young master is the best young master in the world!"

"Uh..." Qu Ziqi had already walked away.

He was standing under the shade of a dark tree, and spots of red light kept appearing around him.

Qu Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief slowly, enjoying the power of faith coming from all directions.

"Stupid person, huh..." He closed his eyes comfortably, his brows and eyes were curved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the smile on his lips became softer.

In just one breath, Wu Zong Chuanren, who had just disappeared, reappeared and stood quietly behind him.

Qu Ziqi didn't open his eyes, but raised his head slightly, and asked with a smile, "Did you find out?"

The voice of Wu Zong's biography is still stiff and mechanical: "One month ago, the king of Kuangfeng Yingshuang entered the village. Since that day, the branch of the Qin family has fought with Kuangfeng, and then King Shuang escaped from the cage to look for the white tiger, and was eventually destroyed by the white tiger. It has been found out by the Lord that the soul of the Frost King has fallen into the gate of hell."

"Hell Demon Gate..." Qu Ziqi slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and even showed a bit of childlike innocence and curiosity, "Can I go and see?"

Wu Zong's biography made people undisturbed: "My lord ended the retreat yesterday, and now I will start preparing for the birth of the Wu family. Please make preparations and accompany me soon."

Qu Ziqi suppressed his smile boredly, and pouted, "I know you can't think, but you can't talk to me."

The disciple of the Wu Sect did not answer. After he finished speaking a series of words, he bowed slightly and remained still.

Qu Ziqi stretched his waist, picked up the bamboo umbrella, and murmured casually: "Baihu... Qin family... Kuangfeng..."

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then raised his hand to poke Chuan Ren's shoulder: "Hey, check someone for me."

The messenger replied mechanically: "You said."

Qu Ziqi blinked: "Help me check—Qin Zheng."

The group of violent bandits had no brains, and after cooperating with the Qin family branch, they arrested Qin Zheng and put Qin Zheng in the cage of King Frost.

But now Qin Zheng appeared in Yimai safe and sound, and it is said that he has a close relationship with the young master of Yimai. If you check carefully, maybe you can find out some surprises.

Not knowing what came to his mind, Qu Ziqi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the corners of his lips rose happily.

The passer-by bowed slowly, and then disappeared on the spot.

……

In the courtyard of the Qu family, Qin Zheng suddenly pulled out a handkerchief to cover his mouth, and sneezed hard.

Qu Zichen winked at him from the side: "Look, I just said that senior sister has been talking about you, that's not enough!"

Qin Zheng put away the handkerchief and retorted blankly, "I'm just suffering from the cold, don't think too much about it."

He ignored Qu Zichen, but looked at Jiang Changning: "Are you sure you invited Wu Ai for the part of the bounty hunter?"

Jiang Changning nodded, and then added: "He's already on the wilderness plain, and he's probably going to talk tonight."

Thinking about the entry list of the Qu family lineage this time, Qu Zifan slammed his lips, and suddenly began to gloat, "This time, no one dares to say that our lineage can't afford to produce craftsmen and bounty hunters!"

Hearing this, Qin Zheng and Qu Zichen looked at Jiang Changning leisurely, with the same joy of watching a play in their eyes.

They seem to be saying: When will you take off your Baijiang vest?

Jiang Changning silently looked away, pretending he didn't see it.

Several people were chatting happily when Mu San's gong-like voice yelled outside the door——

"Young master! The foreign aid from the master's family has arrived, do you want to come out and take a look?"

"The master's foreign aid?"

The chatting and laughing people stopped talking in an instant, and stood up with great interest.

Qu Zifan ran to the door and looked around, "Who is it? Who's here?"

Mu San stood at the door, but looked deeply at Jiang Changning. There was not much smile on his face, but a bit serious.

Jiang Changning's heartstrings twitched slightly, and he said slowly: "Uncle Mu, who is the main foreign aid?"

Mu San licked the dead skin on his lips, and his expression became strange: "Lingyun Sect, Lingyun Sect Master Jiang Sheng, First Elder, Second Elder, and——Qu Bingyun."

Every time he announced a name, the expressions of Qu Zichen and the others changed.

Qu Zifan clenched his fists, his finger bones creaked, and said in a hateful voice: "Qu Bingyun——he dared to come back?!"

Lin Qing looked at Jiang Changning worriedly.

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Changning laughed, and said calmly: "Except for Lingyunmen, no one is willing to get involved in the muddy waters of the Qu family. I guessed it a long time ago."

Mu San frowned: "Young Master..."

Jiang Changning interrupted him, shook his head and said, "Uncle Mu, have you forgotten who my parents are?"

Over the years, he was brought up by Master Zhou Bai.

As far as he is concerned, Jiang Sheng has the grace of giving birth, and the grace of nurturing, and after breaking the connection in name, there will be no relationship between them.

Jiang Changning expressed his thoughts lightly: "As the young master of the Lingyun Sect, I have done nothing but fulfilled my duties as the young master of the Lingyun Sect. However, the resources given to me by the Lingyun Sect have been completely exhausted in the Bodhi Palace. Pay it off. If there is something I still lack and haven’t repaid, then it’s also for my master, Zhou Bai, and it has nothing to do with him, Lord Jiangmen.” He thought for a while, and added confidently: “I think my master also I will not go back to Lingyunmen again."

Hearing this sentence, Mu San still nodded in agreement, and said, "Zhou Bai was not willing to go to Lingyun Sect at the beginning, but his sister-in-law persuaded him to follow the arrangement within the clan, so he compromised--that is, the Zhou family was out of business at that time." The difference between you and Qu Bingyun's identity?"

As he spoke, he stared and looked at Jiang Changning in disbelief.

When everyone heard this, they were amazed at the mystery of the Zhou family.

Jiang Changning lowered his eyes, almond eyes flickering slightly.

He suddenly thought of the abnormal loss of contact between Tian Zhoubai and Crystal these days, and fell silent without answering the call.

Seeing that Jiang Changning lowered his eyebrows and didn't know what he was thinking about, Mu San paused, and changed the subject tacitly: "Since you are all interested, let's go and have a look together. Everyone from the master's family has come out, and they are standing in front of the Qu At the gate of the big mansion, there are people beating gongs and drums, and the formation is very large."

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