How to Raise a Cannon Fodder

Li Xin's words made Yan Zhi feel hairy on his back, and he asked with luck, "Are you sure you read it right? It was foggy and dark at that time."

"I'm different from a hot chicken like you. I don't rely on my eyes to detect danger. In that case, a hot chicken can only become blind."

The scene was very embarrassing.

Yan Zhi just gave Li Xin a lot of internet vocabulary from modern times, including the word spicy chicken. Li Xin felt very fresh about this new word, and with his aptitude, it was normal for him to learn it and apply it immediately.

The most pleasing thing is to see Yan Zhi unable to refute that he is not a hot chicken and can only act angry.

This sentence made Yan Zhi gouged Li Xin viciously, and drank another glass, "Thank you for saving my hot chicken."

"With a little effort, it's easy to be polite. You see, Corgi has never thanked me."

The people Li Xin came into contact with before this were either merchants hiding their needles in their smiles, or colleagues from the same family with cocky eyebrows. Yan Zhi was so angry that he wanted to beat Li Xin hard but insisted on smiling. first encounter.

"Azhi, there is one thing I forgot to tell you. This wine tastes sweet and sour, but it has a lot of aftertaste. Inexperienced people may break after drinking it for the first time." Seeing that Yan Zhi doesn't seem like a drinker Good people, if you drink like this, you must not know how powerful this wine is.

Yan Zhi blinked and looked at Li Xin, muttering to himself, "Ah Zhi? Fragment?"

The next moment, Yan Zhi lay down on the table without warning, unconscious.

The proprietress snorted beside her, "Those who look down on our fruit wine should let them have a long memory."

I have to say that people's drinking capacity is a very wonderful thing, except for the kind of acquired exception, most of them still rely on talent to win.

Some people don't get drunk after a thousand cups, while others pour down just one cup.

Yan Zhi probably belongs to the middle value, not enough to pour one cup, but not to the level of not getting drunk after a thousand cups, it can only be said to be at an average level, so he pours slowly.

However, this speed also exceeded Li Xin's expectations. He reached out to touch Yan Zhi, and found that he was sleeping like a dead pig, and Li Xin was a little dizzy.

"Boss, I can..." Li Xin didn't want to carry the two mountains of Ke Ji and Yan Zhi back to the sect, the goal was too big, and he was exhausted.

"No, don't think about causing trouble to me in the future, just pay the bill and get out." The proprietress dialed her abacus loudly, and resolutely rejected Li Xin's request. "39 primary spirit stones."

Li Xin, who was rejected, was silent for a while, looking at the unconscious Yan Zhi and Ke Ji, he had the idea of ​​letting them expose their corpses on the street.

After a while, Li Xin said, "Is there a bigger sack?"

Gaotu Mountain's guarding barrier, no matter inside or outside, prohibits the flying of Yujian, no matter where it is sacred, and no matter what it is for, if you want to go up the mountain, you must go up step by step.

The fog in the mountains became thicker, and Yan Zhi and Ke Ji sat in the vegetable basket given by the proprietress, still unconscious.

Li Xin had been dragging the vegetable basket for an hour. In order not to alarm the barrier, he dared not use any spells, so he dragged the vegetable basket steadily for an hour on the mountain road.

Now Li Xin regrets not stopping Yan Zhi from drinking the fruit wine as water. If he had known that Yan Zhi would drink until he passed out, he would definitely not give him a drop.

However, the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to regret it, so I can only drag the vegetable basket up the mountain.

Afterwards, Li Xin stopped, put the vegetable basket under a big tree, and covered it tightly with the nearby bushes.

Suddenly Li Xin seemed to have eyes on his back, he lifted his sword out of its sheath, and blocked it behind his neck with his backhand, only to hear a clear sound, and the menacing dart suddenly changed its trajectory and went towards the tree trunk beside him.

Although it was blocked by Li Singer for a while, the throwing dart remained unabated, and the branches trembled when it was nailed into the trunk.

At the same time, with a flash of cold light, the man in black jumped down from the tree and attacked Li Xin by taking advantage of the falling momentum. Li Xin quickly turned around to block and catch the thunderous blow.

"Chong--!"

The whole weight of that person fell on the point where the two of them met hand to hand, Li Xin was pressed heavily and sank down, at the same time, Li Xin also saw the appearance of the coming person clearly.

Although this man was dressed in black, he was not masked, his brows were deep, and his angular face was full of anger. Li Xin couldn't help being stunned, thinking for a moment when he killed his whole family.

At this very moment, the man took advantage of his strength and raised his hand to Li Xin's left shoulder to strike another sword. The distance was limited, and Li Xin was in a daze again. Xin could even feel the process of the sword tip piercing through the coat and cutting the flesh.

The man seemed to be stunned when he succeeded, and he dropped to the ground and gave up the attack.

Li Xin covered the wound and took a big step back, checked the wound, it was an inch deep, then Li Xin stared at the other party with angry eyes.

Seeing Hong and getting injured, then the meaning of this fight is different--Li Xin has been in the Gaotu mountain sparring circle for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has suffered such a serious trauma, which is tolerable or unbearable.

If Li Xin was still thinking about guarding the mountain barrier just now, in the next second, Li Xin's anger value has reached its peak, and if he doesn't vent it, he will suffer internal injuries.

The man laughed contemptuously, and then spit out two words, "Trash."

As soon as the words fell, Li Xin turned his spiritual power into a bow and arrow and fired three arrows at almost the same moment, heading straight for the man's three vital points, the face, the chest, and the right wrist.

The angles of the three arrows are tricky, no matter where you dodge, there will always be one that you can't dodge. What Li Xin didn't expect was that the man had almost no time to think, and chose to give up his wrist without any hesitation.

With a muffled grunt and the sound of an arrow being nailed into the tree trunk, Lixinti's sword attacked.

Although he didn't know where this person came from, but he dared to use force on Mount Gaotu, and he definitely couldn't bear it.

What's more, now that one of his hands has been crippled, if this still fails to subdue him, Li Xin will probably have no face to face Gaotu Mountain up and down.

Li Xinzhao, who was chasing after the victory, rushed to the vital point. The man injured his right hand, and he struggled to parry with the sword in his left hand.But Li Xin was even more surprised, this man could use a sword with both left and right hands, and he couldn't help feeling admiration.

The man seemed unwilling to fight with Li Xin any more, and raised his hand towards Yan Zhi's direction to shoot another arrow. In desperation, Li Xin had to give up the attack and swung the arrow instead.

"Ding--!"

The arrow turned away, Yan Zhi was out of danger, and when he turned around again, the man was nowhere to be seen.

When the crisis was resolved, Li Xin felt a burning pain in his left shoulder, and when he reached out to touch it, he found that the shoulder had been soaked with blood.

"Tsk."

When Yan Zhi woke up, it was already past the morning class time. The hangover caused Yan Zhi to have a splitting headache. When he opened his eyes, he found Li Xin sitting on the side of the bed in disheveled clothes. Reminiscent of his memories before the fragment, Li Xin seemed to be Molested him.

Shocked, Yan Zhi pushed Li Xin forward, "What did you do?!"