The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

Look at the handsome young man in front of him, and look at the small jade bottle in his palm.

After hesitating, Shaoyin took a step back: "Sorry."

She didn't mean to be cruel to him. In the past few years, he has often taken care of her, although she doesn't need it, but she appreciates it in her heart.

He is about to face the end of Jin Dan being dug, the sect is ruthless, scarred and nowhere to go, she also sympathizes with him.

But because of sympathy, she temporarily lied to him and promised to form a couple with him. Shaoyin thought about it and found it inappropriate.

"I serve the Sect Master with all my heart." She opened her eyes wide, and tried her best to show a sincere expression, "I don't think about other things."

Chen Feng met her gaze, and saw the openness of her eyes. That's the magnanimity that comes from being unsympathetic to him, I can't help but press my lips.

This was the case last time. She was not interested in what he said to her, but when she mentioned the senior, she immediately looked up at him.

If it weren't for a female nun...

Fingers tightened tightly.

"Take this." He stuffed the small jade bottle into her hand irresistibly, with his eyes half-closed, and it became more narrow and deep, "When I come back, I will ask you again."

If you come out well, you will definitely come to ask her again.

He hopes that by that time, she will still be young and healthy, and still have a lot of lifespan.

"You ask me again, the same answer." Seeing that he insisted on doing this, Shaoyin didn't make any unnecessary rejections, took Xiaoyu Ping, looked up at him and said, "Chen Feng, the past is over, no Come back again."

Some things have changed.

From the moment he turned his head to find immortals and embarked on that road, he was no longer the second boy of the Chen family. He is Chen Feng, Chen Feng who is different from He Lingyin Xianfan, not Chen Er who is a childhood sweetheart with He Lingyin.

Chen Er can confess to her and look forward to her answer. It is inappropriate for Chen Feng to ask this.

Her eyes are clear, but it is not pure and clear, but contains the tranquility of precipitation, so that people can see that she is giving the answer after mature thinking.

Chen Feng's heart suddenly tightened.

She opened her thin lips slightly, trying to say something, but found her throat dry and she couldn't say anything.

"You go find your avenue, and I hope you will rise to ninety thousand miles." Shaoyin put the little jade bottle away, and smiled at him, "You will find a Taoist companion who agrees with you, don't worry that this road is lonely. "

With his excellence, countless women like him in Qingzhou, Nanyu, Upper Realm and even Xianyu. They may be gentle, arrogant, sophisticated, or innocent, but without exception, they all like him wholeheartedly and are willing to stay close to him and understand him.

There is encouragement in her eyes, like an ordinary friend, sending blessings to those who travel far.

But this is not what Chen Feng wants!

He didn't want such encouragement at all. Feeling inexplicably irritable, he licked his lips and stared at her, his eyes deep: "You can't convince me."

He thinks that her refusal at the moment is all because of the difference between Xianfan. When he turned his head and left, it was really not good, and it hurt her heart. But waiting for him to find the treasure, plant the spiritual roots for her, and take her down this road, everything will be different again!

There are such spirit creatures in that secret realm!

Thinking of this, he was refreshed and looked at her with scorching eyes and said: "You wait for me to come back!"

After speaking, he stopped listening to her answer, and Yu Jian left.

Shaoyin stood there, watching him disappear into the sky like a shooting star, and couldn't help sighing.

"May your trip go well."

She knew in her heart that he did not go smoothly here, and all these sufferings were to meet the next chance. But out of feelings, I still can't help but hope that he will go smoothly and not suffer too much.

"He's so miserable." Gray was speechless, but he didn't have much sincerity, but rather interested, "Will he come again?"

When he came out of the secret realm, the golden core was gone, and the sect was ruthless, he was embarrassed like a bereavement dog, or a wounded dog. Will he come to find her green plum?

Proud like Long Aotian, are you willing to appear in front of Qingmei with such a awkward appearance?

"maybe."

Shaoyin didn't know the answer either. Whether he comes or not, her answer will not change. It's useless to think too much. He hasn't been here for more than ten years and won't come back. She still has a lot to do.

On the boundary of Qingzhou, the reputation of the Mortal Sect has already started. But this area is too big for mortals to pass through in their entire lives, so people in the distance who want to apprentice can't walk through it at all.

Shaoyin asked the disciples in each branch hall to record it and transport it to the headquarters every six months.

Regardless of whether there is spiritual root or not, they are taught for half a year, and then sent to each branch hall to fill the empty branch hall posts.

After Shaoyin's arrogant visits, shameless claims, viciously killing his followers to blackmail and other acts, there is no small sect in Qingzhou that dares to go beyond the rules, and the disciples become leisurely.

There were also mortals suing mortals, and the government did not care, so they came to the mortal sect for help. These cases are not accepted by the mortal case, and nothing is accepted.

Some people complained that the mortal school did not know how to be flexible, ruthless, and did not have the fairness, integrity, and petition for mortals as everyone imagined.

These things came to Shaoyin's ears, and he was not moved at all. The purpose of the Mortal Sect was to be a clear river that no monks were allowed to cross.

This is a river, a sword, and a monument. If you want to be clear, sharp and sharp, you want to be awe-inspiring, you can't be contaminated with chores.

Time passed slowly, fifteen years passed in a blink of an eye.

Father He is getting old. He didn't eat the Pill for Life Enrichment that Shaoyin gave him. His life is sweet and bitter. He has passed on his medical skills to his disciples and wrote a book to record all the lessons he has learned throughout his life.

The daughter entered the fairy's eyes and won the fate of immortality. She is clearly in her thirties, but she still looks like a girl in seventeen or eighteen. He's father is still happy about it. He has no fairy destiny, but his daughter has, and he can see a wider world. He is very proud.

As for the matter of marrying, how can such mundane affairs be contaminated with immortals? He never mentioned letting Shaoyin marry again.

"The male protagonist is out!" The gray who marked Chen Feng, noticed his movement in an instant, "His gold core has been dug up!"

Shaoyin was feeding his father medicine. Listening to its report, holding the spoon, steadily fed his father the medicine.

"Cough, no, no need." Father He didn't want to take medicine anymore. He didn't want to spend much time and didn't want to be in bed. Pushing open the medicine bowl, his turbid eyes gradually burst into light, "Yin Yin, Take it, take Dad to fly around, okay, okay?"

Shaoyin pressed his lips when he saw his weak vitality.

Suddenly, Zhanyan smiled: "Okay."

Put aside the half-bowl of medicine left, and carefully helped his father sit up. Dressed him in the most decent clothes, wiped his face, combed his hair, and helped him out.

She had never shown a monk's means in front of her father, but at this moment, she turned into a white long sword with spiritual power, which floated in the air under the feet of the two.

Father He opened his eyes wide, looked at it with excitement, and bent over to touch it.

Shaoyin enlarged and widened the long sword, helped his father stand up, and then drove the long sword slowly up.

When the sword was raised to the level of the house, He couldn't stop shaking. He was so strong and tried to stay calm: "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid at all. It's just that my hands and feet are not obedient. When people are old, their hands and feet are not obedient. "

Shao Yin smiled and said, "Then we fly up again?"

"Fly!" He's father stubbornly said.

Shao Yin drove the sword and slowly lifted into the air.

Father He was very nervous at first, but when the houses on the ground were getting smaller and smaller and the tension reached the top, he gradually calmed down. Try to open your eyes wide and look down at the earth.

They live in Chenjiazhuang.

The county seat where Chenjiazhuang is located.

Uzbekistan.

Going further up, you can see Qingzhou and the Southern Region.

See the North Region, West Desert, and East China Sea, which are about the same size as the South Region.

At this height, the air was already very thin, and he didn't notice at all, because there was a transparent spiritual shield around him, which maintained the balance of air and temperature. He looked at all this greedily, sighing again and again.

Shaoyin drove Feijian to take him around.

He became more and more energetic, and later his cloudy eyes became clear. However, the fire of life is dim and faint, as if it can be extinguished with a gentle breeze.

"It's not in vain of this life, it's not in vain of this life!"

When he came home, he just lay on the bed and his eyes were not closed before He died.

Shao Yin closed her eyes.

He took a long breath and exhaled slowly. Bow his head and close his eyes for his father.

After burying his father, Shaoyin gave his disciples what he had learned in his life, locked the gate of the courtyard, and left.

The development of the Mortal Sect in Qingzhou has been stabilized, and she is going to other continents to spread the power of the sect.

Father has gone, she has no worries and can go anywhere.

At the same time, Chen Feng gritted his teeth and staggered into the fate.

Whenever he couldn't get through it, he stroked the beads on his wrist. He thought of the girl in his hometown and the promise he owed, with fire in his chest, supporting him through the dangers again and again.

Finally, he not only rebuilt the golden core, but also a rare purple golden core. Although the cultivation base is in the golden core stage, it is already able to fight against the Yuanying monk.

Seeing the sun again, he did not go for revenge for the first time, but flew to his hometown.

Don't worry about revenge, Xuan Tianzong can't run away, but his sweetheart is a mortal, and his life is limited, so he needs to cherish it.

The small yard of the He family has been unoccupied for many years. At the beginning, He's disciples also came to clean and repair. But then he moved his family to the big city, so he didn't care about it.

Most of the vigorous fences in the past are broken, with branches and vines climbing on them, and there is no one to take care of the dead places, and they look messy.

The house fell down and the roof was covered with weeds.

Chen Feng only took a look and knew that the person he was looking for was not here.

Decades have passed, and the uncle who still recognized him at that time has already turned into dust. Aunt Wang and others have also passed away, and all the young and lively friends have become old men.

There were also those who knew him, with eyes full of awe and envy, and pointed to him in the direction of the mountains: "He Xianzi has been accepted as a saint and has been serving the fairy."

When Chen Feng came back last time, she knew about her serving the mortal sect seniors. This time I came back, but I got used to it. He should go to the Mortal Sect.

"Thank you." He nodded, then volleyed away.

The mortal sect has been expanded several times, more than ten times larger than when Elder Zhu and the others came.

It was only an empty palace in the past, but now it has become a serious sect, divided into various halls, cultivating newly recruited disciples.

"Are you looking for the saint?" One of the disciples received him, and said enviously: "The saint was taken away by the suzerain. I haven't returned for more than ten years."

Chen Feng frowned when he heard it.

"Can you contact me?" he asked.

contact method? Naturally there is.

But ordinary disciples don't, only the hall masters.

Chen Feng went to the hall master again, and finally found out the whereabouts of Shao Yin, and rushed to him immediately.

After half a year on the road, she finally found Shaoyin's place to stay.

The mortal sect established the main hall in Yuezhou, where the suzerain and the saints are located.

Before entering the door, Chen Feng thought about many kinds of meeting scenes. The Pill that he gave her was not of high grade and could not last for so many years. Did she buy it later? How old is her face now?

She has no spiritual roots and is a mortal body. Even if she takes Zengshou Dan, but her physical condition is limited, can she withstand long journeys and bumps? Are you healthy now?

In fact, Chen Feng didn't quite understand why the senior chose Yinyin as a saint.

Although she is beautiful, has a soft personality, and is kind-hearted, everything is good, but she is a mortal! The energy and physical strength of mortals are limited, and it is very hard to do things around the monks. Why is that senior not considerate?

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