Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character - Chapter 39

This voice was ethereal and clear, so holy that it seemed to come from the sky.

Xie Fuwei slowly fell to the ground, walking barefooted step by step. He walked slowly, even graceful.

Clouds patted his toes like water, his wedding clothes dragged on the ground, his silver hair undulating with his footsteps like tumbling ice snakes.

In front of everyone’s eyes, Xie Fuwei raised his hand, his wrists were so weak that he didn’t look like a kendo master, and it was not too much to say that he was a bride in this outfit.

Press your wrist.

In an instant, icicles came out from the ground, Yuyu Han Palace rose from the ground, ice crystals leaped with frost, and rain, hail, sleet and snow fell all at once. An ice dragon protruded from his wrist, and it grew bigger and bigger. It was the size of a palace. Where it breathed, frost flowers spread out inch by inch, and the entire Dongting became a glazed world in the blink of an eye.

Dongting hangs upside down as the sky, and the frosty sky is upside down as the ground. Lake shadows flow in the cloudless sky.

Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over her body. She didn’t have time to say or do anything, and her eyes were full of flowers.

The whole person has been held up by the ice dragon!

She thought that her reaction at this time was definitely no better than when she bumped into Feng Chenghan yesterday.

The **** the snow dragon, this should be a very dreamy and fairy tale picture. If you ignore the girl, her expression is embarrassed, and her body is so stiff that she can’t speak.

Xue Long gently put her down, Jin Xianyu slipped from the dragon head nervously, and stared at Xie Fuwei with wide eyes.

Xie Fuwei’s slender eyelashes moved slightly, and when he stared at her, it was like the soft shadow of a willow branch and a lake.

He didn’t speak in a hurry, but thought for half a second.

After Jin Xianyu left, he often sat alone in an upside-down situation thinking.

Seeing her again, what can he do.

He didn’t quite know why Jin Xianyu wanted to deceive him, was he not doing well enough?

He had a lot to say, but it didn’t make any sense to him.

A strand of silver hair fell from his ear, and he held her hand in a soft voice: “I’m ready, we’re married.”

As Xie Fuwei spoke, he didn’t know where to get a fiery red wedding dress, with a strong posture and gentle movements to help her cover it.

The power fence slipped, revealing a face that was more than delicate but not beautiful.

This is of course easy.

Thanks to Yi Rongzhu, to be on the safe side, she became a layer of Yi Rongzhu under the power fence.

But Xie Fuwei looked like he didn’t care, his expression was light and unwavering, and he didn’t care whether she was short or fat, male or female, old or young.

Even if she was transformed into a pig, Jin Xianyu’s heart almost jumped out of her throat, clutching her wedding dress tightly, thinking wildly. Xie Fuwei guessed that the pig would also put on a wedding dress, and in front of everyone’s eyes, he calmly led it to marry and worship, regardless of the horror of the people present.

Of course, Wei Hanxiao, Zhou Yu, and the others opened their eyes wide, and the confused and frightened eyes of the young and the young were no better than seeing Xie Fuwei leading a pig to marry him.

Jin Xianyu’s heart was a mess, and his heart was beating wildly.

How did Xie Fuwei catch up?

Her mind went blank and there was nothing she could do.

“Did you misunderstand what I meant?” Jin Xianyu gestured nervously, “I didn’t mean to marry you.” If she just took a nap, it’s not impossible, she can fulfill her promise.

Xie Fuwei pressed his eyelashes slightly, so clear that his terrifying eyes listened to her silently.

Of course it doesn’t sound like you’ve heard it.

In a sense, this thorough and pure is almost like a naive baby.

…don’t want to marry “him”? Then Yu Longyao can do it?

Xie Fuwei was slow to give her a response, and Jin Xianyu’s heart gradually sank, cold and desperate.

She doesn’t want to get married.

Xie Fuwei and Yu Longyao didn’t want either.

Although Xie Fuwei looked better, he was also a pervert, the kind that was on a par with Yu Longyao. Approaching Xie Fuwei is to sow discord and give himself a chance to escape. She also wanted to fall in love with Xie Fuwei, who told her that she was really in a state of refusal now.

No, it’s not “also”, Xie Fuwei’s feelings for her are not “love” at all. The gap in cultivation is too large, and it is impossible to run.

So what else can she do?

Jin Xianyu was suddenly blessed, and she could delay time!

Immediately, she gritted her teeth, her brain twitched, and a strand of primordial spirit hit her heart. With a burst of pain, his eyes darkened, and he successfully knocked himself out.

The girl’s body fell limply, and Xie Fuwei seemed to have woken up from hibernation, moved, and stretched out his arms to catch her.

The girl in her arms was so pale that she was obviously frightened.

What he originally thought was that if she didn’t want to, he would try some very tricks. He had already prepared the wedding dress, the venue, and even the guests, but he couldn’t do anything with her like this.

The arms around the girl tightened a little, Xie Fuwei didn’t touch the ground, floated away a little, and calmly ignored the amazed eyes of everyone present.

He paused for half a second, and the pale and ferocious body slowly cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood. With one hand on the back of her head, she embedded her whole body into her body in full view.

The pale ribs are like the wings of an angel, and the mother’s arms embrace it intimately.

With Xie Fuwei’s toes falling back to the ground like a dragonfly, the cracks in the ice began to spread out from the soles of the feet.

Yuyu Han Palace, the walls collapsed.

Holding Jin Xianyu in his arms, Xie Fuwei lowered his eyes, Feiyuan faded.

So, what the **** happened? ?

Wei Hanxiao’s brain was in chaos, he gritted his teeth, and cold sweat soaked through his clothes in an instant.

Under the pressure of such a powerful sword, he could only use the sword to lean on the ground and hold the sword as much as possible to avoid embarrassment in public.

Although in terms of seniority, Xie Fuwei is his master, but he and this so-called master have never said a word, a word.

The eyes have begun to blur, and the boy’s ice-red eyes have lost their anxiety in a daze, and the sweat of the beans is dripping on the ground. He tried to stay sane by biting his lips and bleeding.

As Xie Fuwei went away, the mountain-like sword intent on his body gradually dissipated.

“Han Xiao?” Feng Chenghan walked over to him, stretched out his hand towards him, and pulled him up.

“Are you okay?” Feng Chenghan asked in a low voice.

He has a “dao-enlightened mind”, so naturally he is not as embarrassed as Wei Hanxiao, except that his complexion is paler, and he can’t see anything out of the ordinary.

Wei Hanxiao straightened up, his face was as ugly as frost,

The mind that was originally a mess, this time it was completely a mess, and it was chaotic.

Jin Xianyu…what is the relationship with Master, and what is the relationship with Xie Fuwei?

Isn’t she Yu Longyao’s wife? What is this doing?

And Xie Fuwei…

The sword splits Dongting, so strong.

Wei Hanxiao clenched her lips, her red hair sticking wetly to her cheeks, her eyes filled with unwillingness. Under this kind of coercion, he was like a little bug with nowhere to resist.

However, Feng Chenghan raised his eyes and looked at the back of Xie Fuwei leaving, frowning slightly, looking a little worried.

“Master?”

Feng Chenghan retracted his gaze, shook his head slowly, and whispered after a while, “I’m fine.”

**

Jin Xianyu woke up from a throbbing pain in his brain.

His eyes were lost for a moment, and it took a long time to finally realize where he was.

Dongting, Xie Fuwei in a wedding dress, and getting married, these terrifying things are like a distant dream.

She jumped up from the bed, looking around like a nervous patient, but did not see Xie Fuwei.

This room, this furnishings, is elegant and tidy, very familiar.

Jin Xianyu hesitantly supported the edge of the bed.

Is she still in Dongting?

Of course, this doesn’t mean that Xie Fuwei just left. The room was full of snow, and the ice crystal frost flowers were blooming at the corner of the table. This frozen cloud and frost-like sword realm was clearly Xie Fuwei’s handwriting.

So cold.

She shivered, rubbed her arms, rolled over and got out of bed, thinking of what happened before, she couldn’t help feeling sad.

Too tough.

Is this really the power a man can possess? Compared with Xie Fuwei, her sparring with Hu Rang, Xiao Fengyue and others was like a child playing at home.

Perhaps because of his strength, Xie Fuwei didn’t mean to guard her and monitor her. But it could also be too simplistic, not even thinking about it.

Jin Xianyu reluctantly tugged at the stiff facial muscles, trying to relieve the tension with a wry smile, but was disappointed to find that it was meaningless at all.

Patting his face, Jin Xianyu calmed down and reached out and touched it in his arms.

Mustard sacs are still there.

Is it too strong and so reassuring to her? She took out a dagger and held it in her hand.

The cold touch of the weapon made her calm down a lot.

Even though the mystery after mystery in her mind is about to explode now, it is still important to escape now.

Holding the dagger, Jin Xianyu rushed out of the house like a flying fish.

The courtyard was so quiet that it didn’t look like there was a single person.

She was barefoot and didn’t even have time to put on her shoes, so she leaned against the wall in embarrassment and went out to feel it.

Although this scene is a little weird right now, she doesn’t want to give up if there is a chance. He didn’t even forget to complain about himself while having fun. Fortunately, only Xie Fuwei was here, and Yu Longyao was not here.

Dongting Mountain is complex, and Jin Xianyu walked out barefoot with one foot deep and one shallow footed.

Out of the backyard of the guest bedroom, to the front hall, and then walking forward, I saw the pavilions and pavilions twist and turn, and the corridors are twists and turns deep.

It was clear that he had just bypassed the gardenia clumps, and in the blink of an eye, the snow-white gardenias reappeared in front of him like a ghost.

Jin Xianyu didn’t hesitate, this was probably the formation created by Huang Laozu. The monks often set up formations near the gate to guard the mansion. Fortunately, she has been following Yu Longyao for a long time, and many seemingly profound heaven and earth gossip formations are nothing to her.

At the moment, without hesitation, he calculated in his mind, detoured, turned, and walked out a smooth and smooth road in the maze-like corridor in front of him.

By the time she stumbled to the gate, the moon was already high.

From a distance, you can see the vast smoke and waves in the distance, the boat rides in the night mist, the blue waves are endless, and the horizon is endless.

There is a row of fishing boats moored on the shore, fishing fires are scattered, and several fishermen are unmooring and releasing their boats.

Jin Xianyu clenched the dagger tightly, hesitated for a while, and stepped forward tentatively.

“Boatman, are you sailing?”

When the fisherman raised his eyes, they were shocked by each other.

Jin Xianyu clenched the dagger tightly, and said in surprise, “Senior Huang?!”

Under the bucket hat, the white beard is like snow, amiable, with a bulging forehead, and the appearance of an old birthday star.

Huang Laozu was also surprised when he saw her, “Mei Xiaoyou, is that you?”

“You’re not…” The old man hesitated.

Jin Xianyu immediately understood what this man was hesitating about, only smiled bitterly, and asked instead, “Why is the senior here?”

The old man pointed at the fishing boat and said with a smile, “I have to go fishing in the middle of the lake every night. Are you going out, little friend?”

Jin Xianyu nodded hesitantly: “Can you send me a boat, senior?”

Huang Laozu: “There’s no need to be so troublesome, this boat is too slow, I’ll ask a boy to bring a blue bird.”

When they came, it was indeed the Qingluan flywheel.

It’s just that this car is as flamboyant as a Lamborghini, and it’s easy to be targeted. Jin Xianyu thought about it and shook his head, “Senior, just give the junior a boat.”

Huang Laozu gave her a strange look: “If that’s the case, then, little friend, come with me on the boat. Where are you going, I’ll take you there.”

In fact, as long as she is given a small boat, there is no need to be so troublesome, the boat can easily run away when mixed into the night hunting fleet.

The old man was too hospitable, so he probably didn’t understand her relationship with Xie Fuwei.

Afraid that the snake would be shocked by the grass, Jin Xianyu didn’t dare to explain much, but in desperation, he pursed his lips, “I’m in trouble, senior.”

She cautiously boarded the boat and found a place to sit.

Huang Laozu also got on the boat, smiled slightly: “Little friend, sit tight.”

Immediately stretch the oars like water, count the paddles and pull them.

Jin Xianyu glanced at it, and the oar was actually made of iron, weighing about 100 jin.

Huang Laozu seemed to have noticed her sight, and laughed happily: “You are old, and using this iron oar can be regarded as a practice.”

“Speaking of which,” he hesitated again and again, but still asked, “Daoyou Mei, what is the relationship between you and Xie Xianjun…”

Jin Xianyu was not surprised, he sat up straight and smiled bitterly: “Are you all surprised?”

“Naturally, I am very surprised. But even if Xie Xianjun doesn’t come, Mei Xiaoyou will defeat the heroes. After this battle, he will become famous in the cultivation world.”

“Senior, you’re welcome.” Jin Xianyu said sullenly, hugging his knees and curling himself into a ball.

The appearance of Xie Fuwei dilutes her vague joy and pride.

The gap is too big.

Can you escape or not?

The old man seemed to see that she was not very interested, so he didn’t ask any more questions.

The boat travels through the night fog, as fast as a sharp arrow.

However, Jin Xianyu was a little uneasy. She always had an ominous premonition. While clenching her dagger, she frowned and flipped the system panel over and over several times.

When the boat was in the middle of the lake, Huang Laozu suddenly asked again, “Don’t mention Xie Xianjun, what is the relationship between that fellow Taoist and the little friend?”

The old man’s voice was hoarse and rough, and Jin Xianyu looked up at him in disbelief.

The surroundings instantly quieted down, the lake water slapped the hull of the boat, and amid the swaying fishing fire, the old man’s orange peeled face was obscure.

The old fairy with white hair like snow seemed to have changed at this moment, his eyes were tightly captured like a falcon, and he looked at her from the beginning to the end, and the deep-set eye sockets shone with a dash of covetousness. color.

But even so, he still maintained the appearance of a supernatural old fairy, stroked his beard and said with a smile: “Fellow Daoist, Xie Xianjun, is this little friend such a good person?

“Little friend is so dissolute, why don’t you let my elders try it too?”

Jin Xianyu’s scalp almost exploded, “It was you that night?!”

It wasn’t Li Shiqing who was peeping outside the courtyard that night, it was him? ?

Before she finished speaking, the old man was waving an iron oar and approaching her!

This old, thin and short old man actually exploded with a thousand jins of power at this time, moving the oars like electricity, and the movements were so fast that she could hardly tell them apart.

This cultivation base is far above the “heart of enlightenment”!

After a few back and forth, Jin Xianyu was hit in the stomach by a paddle, and her back hit the cabin hard.

At that moment, Jin Xianyu felt that his internal organs were about to vomit.

She frowned in pain, coughed a lot, almost flushed, and a string of scolding burst out from her heart.

It seems that hitchhiking is a dangerous thing both in modern times and in the world of self-cultivation.

She struggled to get up and struggled several times, but her stomach hurt so much that she couldn’t stand up.

A warm, thin body pressed against it.

Huang Laozu’s snow-white beard fell on her cheek, stroking her cheek casually, and wet kisses fell on her skin one after another.

Jin Xianyu was stiff, nauseated, and his eyes were wide open.

Those thin hands reached into her skirt in the blink of an eye.

The old beast was already unfastening his belt. He raised his face, but the old orange-peeled face gradually changed.

Wrinkles faded quickly, her skin was as white as jade, and she looked like a good woman.

Yu Longyao stood up, put one hand on the waist of her trousers, smiled faintly, and looked at her condescendingly, “Xiao Yu’er, long time no see.”