Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character - Chapter 88
The Weishan Secret Realm is so big, and everyone is scattered all over the place.
Therefore, Jin Xianyu just thought about the whereabouts of Feng Chenghan.
He was also Xie Fuwei’s apprentice, so he should have no problem protecting himself.
Shaking her head, she hurriedly shook off the peeping gazes behind her, circled several large circles, and finally let her find a place that seemed concealed and safe enough.
This is a grass hole shaded by bushes under a certain hillside.
Jin Xianyu stretched out his hand and gestured towards the grass hole twice, thinking that he could use it as his safe house in the next few days.
The green grass on this hillside is full of little unknown flowers.
Jin Xianyu was having fun, lifted up his skirt and sat down, like a slide, facing the wind, sliding down the **** from the meadow.
The wind rustled across her cheeks, the ends of her hair, and this breath slipped down, and she could hardly help screaming in her heart.
Standing up and patted the blade of grass on his body, Jin Xianyu quickly walked towards the grass cave.
This place is full of strange rocks, the vegetation is deep, and the vines are hidden.
The most important thing is that there is no water source nearby, and no one will disturb it.
But what Jin Xianyu never expected was that as soon as she walked in the direction far away from Caodongzhang, she was stopped by an invisible barrier.
Someone even took a step closer to her and took a fancy to this safe house.
Just when she silently choked at the grass cave, thinking about whether to turn around and leave.
The barrier suddenly opened, and there was a very familiar voice.
“Friend Jin?”
At the moment when his eyes collided with Feng Chenghan, Jin Xianyu thought a word.
This is really nowhere to be found after stepping through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
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However, in the next second, Jin Xianyu noticed that Feng Chenghan’s state was not right. His black hair was scattered, and his body was covered in blood.
The moment she and Feng Chenghan’s eyes met, Feng Chenghan’s complexion suddenly changed slightly, and that look was definitely not a surprise.
“run!”
Run, run what run?
Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, but the sense of crisis she had cultivated through her years of practice was enough to make her react quickly even when she was in a state of confusion.
The sword light was unsheathed, and when she turned around, she faced a pair of huge eyeballs in front of her!
Jin Xianyu’s heart skipped a beat, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.
There is a monster here! !
This monster was born several feet tall, like a big white-haired lion.
As soon as he met this monster, Jin Xianyu knew that this monster was not someone who was easy to match.
Perhaps, even stronger than the evil dragon.
Now the situation is critical, she is near the mouth of the beast. Even if she was reluctant, she had to bite the bullet and deal with it.
In the case of no conflict, it is obviously the best to be able to force the opponent back.
But the monster obviously doesn’t think so.
Its hair exploded all over its body, and it slowly approached her step by step.
Jin Xianyu calmly clenched his sword and looked back coldly.
If the opponent moves first, there is no doubt that she will immediately counterattack.
But after the white-haired monster took a few steps towards her majestically, a look of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.
fear?
What is it afraid of?
In nature, one thing falls into another. Could it be that there are more ferocious monsters nearby?
What kind of monster can scare this white-haired “lion” like this?
Jin Xianyu had a few thoughts in his heart, and when he looked at it, the dust was billowing, and the dark clouds were hanging all over the place.
The ground beneath his feet suddenly and violently rolled.
There was a low roar like a dragon roar and a tiger roar in the forest!
As soon as this long howl came out, Jin Xianyu’s face turned blue.
She seemed to understand what the monster was afraid of.
She had never heard such a whistling sound before. This long whistling sound seemed to come from the ancient times. The cultivation base contained in the whistling sound shook people into chaos, and the dantian infuriated.
Immediately following this long howl, a black shadow jumped out of the forest.
The state of the white-haired lion was not much better than hers. It was trembling, and it knelt on the ground with its two front legs, in a very humane posture.
It’s a pity that its kneeling and begging for mercy did not save its life, and it was swallowed by Hei Yingsheng without even struggling.
And “Black Shadow” seemed unsatisfied, turning his face to meet Jin Xianyu’s eyes.
Jin Xianyu was able to see the other side’s appearance clearly.
It was more than several times bigger than the white-haired lion just now, with a human face and a leopard body, a pair of red pupils, and blood was overflowing.
Looking at Jin Xianyu, it narrowed its eyes.
This evil thing obviously has a low IQ! !
Jin Xianyu froze with frost, and his expression was so cold that he almost froze. In fact, his heartbeat almost jumped out of his throat, and his brain was running wildly. Where should he cut the knife?
Can she really beat it?
What the **** is this? Where did this come from!
This thing will be extremely humane and will look at her twice, as if to measure whether she can meet her fullness.
Then, it lunged towards her.
Obviously, in its view, a mosquito is a piece of meat no matter how small it is!
A majestic coercion poured down like half of the sea water, and at the same time, there was a sword light that was like rain!
Jin Xianyu felt that the sword body in his hand was pressed by this pressure, making a humming sound that was almost whining.
She sent out dozens of sword qi in one breath, but the sword qi was quickly crushed by this coercion.
Under this gap, her resistance is as ridiculous as a man’s arm being a car.
At this moment, a lingering piano sound suddenly sounded!
“Zheng!”
A figure flashed in front of Jin Xianyu’s eyes, and immediately fell into a broad and cold embrace.
“Run!” Feng Cheng said coldly.
At this critical moment, he blocked the fatal blow for her, and the large pieces of flesh and blood on her back were torn off, and the blood gushed like a spring.
Jin Xianyu reacted extremely quickly, and without thinking, sent out dozens of sword qi again, briefly forcing the opponent back for a moment.
Pinch a wind trick.
rise!
So what the heck is this thing?
Resisting the thought of asking Feng Chenghan, Jin Xianyu immediately turned his back on the guest, hugged Feng Chenghan and ran like a lifeless man!
This journey was extremely thrilling, and the blood belonging to Feng Chenghan almost soaked half of her body.
It seemed that Feng Chenghan had never encountered anything good since he met her.
Jin Xianyu pursed his lips tightly. He didn’t have time to think about it, and didn’t dare to think too much. He went up and down a few times in the forest, picking up the thing and running wildly on the narrow stone path that couldn’t get through.
I didn’t know how long I had run this way, and felt that the terrifying pressure behind him gradually disappeared, Jin Xianyu found a cave and let Feng Chenghan down.
But before she could breathe a sigh of relief, Jin Xianyu froze all over!
Feng Chenghan’s breath was terrifyingly hot.
She hurriedly turned him over to investigate his condition.
But before touching his wound, Feng Cheng’s brows twitched and he stopped her. His normally restrained eyes seemed like two lightning bolts at the moment.
Jin Xianyu stopped in astonishment.
Feng Chenghan looked away and said stiffly, “I’m fine.”
Jin Xianyu was dumbfounded: “Are you sure?”
“Are you still worried about what happened that night?” Jin Xianyu blurted out.
Feng Chenghan’s eyelashes trembled, he opened his eyes wide and looked at her, his breathing seemed to be quick for a moment unconsciously.
Wait, hurry.
If Jin Xianyu was hit in the head, all the details that he had inadvertently ignored before came to the surface one by one at this time.
Feng Chenghan’s hot skin was as pale as snow, and his face was flushed with two blushes.
The cold and electric eyes suppressed the heart-pounding light.
Jin Xianyu had an absurd idea in his heart.
“Did you… have some kind of poison?”
She seemed to understand why he stayed in such a place alone when she saw Feng Chenghan.
Feng Chenghan shivered all over, his face was frighteningly pale, his lips trembled slightly, and his voice was cold and firm.
“Please,” he said forcefully, closing his eyes, fearing that his revealing eyes would scare her, “stay away from me.”
Jin Xianyu asked without hesitation, “Did you make flowers and rain?”
Among these hundreds of people, the only one who can advance to the secret realm and use this kind of disciplined method is Nong Huayu.
Was she implicated in Feng Chenghan?
Feng Chenghan looked tired, he shook his head, his teeth were chattering: “…This, this has nothing to do with you, listen to me, stay away from me.”
His eyes could no longer pretend to be cold and determined, and gradually lost their focus and became confused.
“It turns out that the culprit is me…” Jin Xianyu’s expression was complicated for a while, he didn’t know what to say, and quickly pulled out the wound medicine in the mustard sack, “I knew long ago that there is no such thing as morality in Huayu.”
The question is, how did Feng Chenghan get on with the flowers and rain?
Yes.
Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
At the beginning, he stabbed his dantian with a sword, and the internal injury was not yet healed.
It is self-evident how important dantian is to monks.
Jin Xianyu felt a deeper sense of guilt. She squatted down, pulled Feng Chenghan into her arms with all her strength, and uncovered the clothes on his back to check the injury.
The next second he saw the injury, Jin Xianyu felt a chill in his heart.
Feng Chenghan’s back line was clean and beautiful, but at this time it was horrific to look at. The bright claw prints almost pierced through and tore apart his fair back, and the injuries were deep in the bones.
Jin Xianyu hesitated for a while, then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nose, “You hold back.”
She didn’t dare to delay, poured out the wound medicine and put it on him.
However, Feng Chenghan didn’t say a word, and took it down abruptly. It seems that he has never snorted in pain since he “blocked the knife” for her just now.
But I don’t know if it’s because the monster with the head of a leopard and the body of a leopard is too evil, or maybe it’s the poison of the flower rain.
Even after applying the wound medicine, Feng Chenghan’s injury did not show any signs of improvement, instead it was getting worse.
“Hold, I’m sorry, I have troubled you.” Feng Chenghan tried to widen his eyes to distinguish things in a daze, but to no avail, he frowned and breathed weakly.
Jin Xianyu: “If I have a choice, I don’t want it either.”
Feng Chenghan looked at her ignorantly.
Jin Xianyu patted his face hard to keep himself awake.
At this moment, she had a strange sense of dislocation of her identity being reversed.
Back then, in front of Xie Fuwei, she was the one who was dying. This time, he became his direct disciple.
And what can she do?