Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags

As a witty and beautiful girl who is familiar with various novels about male and female pornography, Ning Ning is not stupid, and immediately understands what Nie Zhi means.

What she is doing now is indeed easy to misunderstand, if the negative corner is stubborn, I am afraid it will only get darker and darker.

In the established plot, the original host turned away after insulting Pei Ji. At this moment, the scene was embarrassing, and she did not want to stay longer, but in order to cut off the unrealistic self-love of the male lead, she still added a sentence before leaving: "I really Don't like you!"

Pei Ji looked at her expression...

Okay, there was no expression on his face, his narrow and long phoenix eyes gave a faint glance, his voice was as cold as icicles, and there were still some murderous embers: "I never said you like it."

Ningning choked.

Male host, you are a dog! Will you die if you don't choke this sentence!

Instead, she became passionate about herself.

"And you."

Pei Ji is a hard piece of iron, she will not be so stupid to kick it hard, turning her gaze to the other two people present: "Don't think about it!"

Nie Zhi's face is full of "Okay, we all understand, Missy just knows how to play", and he nodded like a lucky cat's hand: "Yes, yes, absolutely no thoughts."

Ning Ning was almost mad at him.

However, she couldn't argue, she could only grit her teeth and meet Pei Ji's sight, and read the last ruthless sentence of the vicious female partner in the original that the system mandates to say: "We will meet again, you wait and see."

Ningning:...

Even she felt that with this set of operations, she clearly became a tsundere lady who had a crush on the male protagonist and was embarrassed to express her heart, okay!

"I will see you again" is indeed very chilling in the context of the original text, but it rests on her...

Why does it feel like I can’t wait to see my sweetheart again!

Ning Ning was about to suffocate from the oolong torture, and turned away without hesitation, did not wave his sleeves nor took away a cloud, leaving three people with different expressions in the disciple's room.

Nie Zhi gave a dry smile, and looked at Pei Ji timidly: "It seems that she has deep roots in you. Congratulations."

The little ancestor is gone, leaving behind a mad dog like Pei Ji, he feels like he is going to finish.

In the entry test that year, Pei Ji was just a poor boy with weak spiritual power and the blood of the Demon Dao in his body. He had no money, no power, and no strength, and it happened to be a punching bag for him and Shen Anqiao.

This kid is also very powerful. Even if his strength is meager, he will fight back every time he is beaten, causing more severe beatings. No matter how bad the injury was, he never asked for mercy.

Like a wolf pup who has not given birth to minions, his eyes are as scarlet as blood.

Pei Ji's swordsmanship... when exactly did he advance to this point?

This question fell in his mind, and in the gradually spreading and growing night, Nie Zhi heard an inaudible chuckle.

The afterimage of the setting sun and the moonlight gleamed together, and the chaotic light and shadow gurgled down like flowing water, drawing the sharp outline of the young man in front of him.

Pei Jiwu's dark eyes were full of scarlet light, and although the corners of his mouth evoked a very slight arc, his eyes were as cold as a glacier, without the slightest temperature.

His tone was faint, with a hint of laziness and mockery. The mole under his eyes was like coagulated blood, making Nie Zhi's back chill subconsciously: "Draw a sword."

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What happened to the hero has nothing to do with Ningning at this time.

If he loves to accept the harem, he will accept the harem. If he wants to enter the secret realm, he will enter the secret realm.

Ningning's only concern is that she can finally walk on the ground again! And not only walking, but also flying the sword to the sky is simple!

She was tortured by the pain in her previous life, and she only had a breath when she was seriously ill. She didn't even have the strength to get out of bed, so she could only lie quietly and wait for her death.

Thinking about it, she hadn't walked freely for a long time.

I am so happy now!

Ningning almost ran away from the disciple room and came to the open area on the top of the mountain, using his memory to squeeze a trick with one hand.

With a flash of sword light on his waist, the long sword was unsheathed and lay in midair.

This sword is called "Star Mark", and its body is slender and thin, as light as a swallow, revealing a faint cold light under the moonlight.

The hilt of the sword is adorned with a few small and exquisite Guanghan Youzhu, revealing its aura, dazzlingly glorious, it really has the three-point color of a sky full of stars.

The original owner cherishes this sword very much. In the eyes of every Jian Xiu, his saber is an unparalleled treasure in the world.

The man is the sword, but the sword is only me.

Regardless of splitting mountains and rivers, smashing the ground into the sky, or stepping across the heavens and profound realms, the floating name will be a foreign matter, and there is only one person and one sword.

What do you want money for? Just have a sword; what do you want? Just have a sword; what do you want your wife to do? Just have a sword.

Or, the sword is their wife.

——Her wife is too good-looking! Don't worry, Xinghen baby, mother will buy you the best clothes, so that you will become the most beautiful cub in the whole school!

Ningning made up his mind with a vow, stepped onto the sword body unskillfully, and ascended to the sky with a weak sword sound.

The setting sun was swallowed by the night, leaving a round of shining sky on the moon. The thin clouds are like cotton wool soaked in ink, swimming gently and softly on the dark dome, unable to conceal the thick moonlight.

Ningning looked down, couldn't help being dumb.

The Xuanxu Sword Sect she belongs to was built in the Kunwu Mountains and is one of the seven caves with strong spiritual energy. As the saying goes, "the essence is mysterious, the palace is in the clear scenery; the quiet quality is condensed, and the cave is opened in the famous mountain."

The main peak of Taixuan in the center rises from the ground, and the four branches of Lingxiao, Kaiyang, Yuheng, and Tianhe are listed nearby, and the rest of the small peaks are stacked with heavy rocks and are green in color.

The weather is uneven between the peaks and the mountains, the wind and smoke are entangled with each other, and the white mist in the mountains is scattered, like a light gauze spiritual man covering it. At this time, it is soaked by the white moonlight, and it is even more empty and smart.

Upon closer inspection, you can see the dotted buildings. The sword casting platform, sword formation, star observatory and Xuegong are brightly lit, and the surrounding ladder stone stacks are connected, and the sword is viewed from a distance, as if you are in a paradise outside the world.

This is really a very beautiful scene.

So Ningning swears that she definitely didn't mean to make her belly scream.

Ning Ning finally came to the dining hall when her empty belly uttered dissatisfaction for the third time.

In order to find fault with Pei Ji, the original owner missed the dinner time stipulated by the martial art. Ning Ning thought very hopelessly, she was clearly hurting the enemy 800 and self-defeating a thousand. Where is the importance of eating for revenge?

The stock in the dining hall was as empty as her stomach, probably because the little girl was really pitiful, and the cooking sister took out a dead skinned goose from the kitchen cabinet.

Then, with both hands, he split the goose in two directly from the center, and handed one of them to Ningning.

True crisp goose disintegrates.

But sister, why are you so proficient in your movements!

"Since this month, you have been the seventh disciple who came to ask for food. Now there are not many stocks. You can save a little bit of food."

The female cultivator tore the goose to close the cabinet in one go, using a very skillful tone: "There is still hope in life. Don't let it go because you have no money for a while. As long as your life is still there, those foreign objects will come sooner or later."

Ningning:?

Wait, did you misunderstand something? And why is she the seventh to beg for dinner? Does this school have a tendency to be late for dinner? And what does this have to do with money, no one really can't afford to eat, right? No?

Ningning was full of doubts, and answered, "The seventh?"

The female cultivator sighed quietly: "It used to be more. What kind of sect is ours, don't the little friends still understand?"

... She really doesn't understand!

The nun didn't say anything clearly at the end, so Ning Ning carried the goose back to her own small courtyard in confusion.

Unexpectedly, the original owner's room looked very refreshing, and there was no gold, silver and bronze ware that could blind people's eyes.

Naturally, there will be no boiler for cooking, and there is no way to find the firewood for grilling.

Ning Ning looked up and down the room with a bit of annoyance, and finally his eyes stayed on the alchemy furnace in the corner.

The pill furnace is inspired by aura, it can ignite the fire without the need for wood, and its size is similar to that of a pressure cooker, so it is perfect as a goose roasting appliance.

Isn't this done! She is such a clever ghost!

——Of course, if the ancestors of the Xuanxu faction knew that someone had roasted the goose with a stove, they might be so angry that they would descend directly from the fairy world, more than the Seven Fairies would find Dong Yong.

Put the goose in the pill furnace, and then use the spiritual energy to fight the fire, Ningning thought slowly while waiting for the meat to be cooked:

She was the seventh to ask for goose meat from the kitchen. Then, according to the order, she was properly "Taste Goose No. 7", wow, this is very comfortable.

It's also not bad to call the Goose Fairy.

The only thing I can't figure out is...what does the nun's remark mean?

She did not have time to come up with the answer to this question.

What appeared before the answer was a deafening, extremely close blast.

The raging heat wave rushed in, but fortunately, Ningning still had the self-defense instinct in her body, so she immediately used the formula to protect her. Although he was forced to step back a few steps by the heat wave, he never suffered too much injury.

Dust and ashes floated in front of her eyes, and through the blurred vision, she could barely see what the house looked like.

The desk was blown off by two legs, and she fell to the side with disability; the white wall seemed to be sent to Africa for a vacation, it was all black; as for the stove where she roasted the goose--

Dan Lu was humiliated and died in the line of duty. In order to defend his dignity as a furnace, he exploded with great honor.

Isn't it just for you to roast a goose, as for it?

The feeling of hunger in the stomach jerks nerves from time to time, rather than taking too much care of it, holding his breath a few steps forward.

Dan furnace has become a messy fragment, light smoke mixed with black air around, her roast goose lying quietly on the ground.

The dark complexion seems to come from Ethiopia, and would rather call it the second generation of Bao Zheng.

The smog scene hadn't stopped. Just as Ning Ning picked it up and held it in his hand, amidst the smoke, he heard a gentle knock on the door: "Little Senior Sister?"

This is a juvenile voice she has never heard before.

[Ding, the mission is released! ]

[Outside the door is Lin Xun, Tian Xianzi’s newly-accepted little apprentice. As a senior sister, you have always been jealous of him for stealing Master’s favor, and want to retaliate severely. ]

[Please open the door for it and start seduce according to the original plot. ]

Ningning:?

She still wants to seduce someone with her face full of gray and disheveled hair? The female ghost in the horror movie is pretty much the same.

The jingle of the system echoed in her ears, she remembered the character Lin Xun.

The little prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, a genius of kendo that has attracted much attention. Since he grew up in the palace, he rarely communicated with outsiders, and gradually developed a shy and introverted personality that blushes when he touches a woman.

Referred to as social fear.

After he entered Tian Xianzi's school, he snatched the identity of the original owner's youngest apprentice, coupled with the sword intent and rapid cultivation, made her feel jealous.

Lin Xun was born noble. Naturally, the original owner would not explicitly bully him, but adopted another obscure approach-seduction.

Her original intention was to deceive Lin Xun's trust, and then slowly squeeze the value of his use, turning him into a tool for her use. Unexpectedly, this little son was born with a fear of women. The closer the original owner, the more he resisted.

Tonight, it was the first time the two of them confronted each other head-on.

Ningning temporarily grabbed his mind and replied in a low voice, "Come in."

To be honest, this is the first time Lin Xun entered a woman's boudoir alone.

At the moment he opened the door, he felt that his dreams for girls were all broken.

The whole room seemed to be set on fire after being robbed by someone. Just in case, there was an earth-shattering blast.

The smoke rose, and the tip of his little senior sister's nose was stained with light gray and black, and the dark, unidentified object in her hand glowed with weird light.

Lin Xun was really taken aback by the sturdy, "Senior Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ning Ning threw him a comforting smile, waved the dark and unidentified object in his hand, "I'm roasting a goose."

Lin Xun was taken aback again, looking at the thing with a complicated expression.

This thing... I'm afraid that if you take this to a dump, all the zombies can be regarded as black donkey hoofs.

But this is not the most noteworthy point.

The handsome young man of Zhilan Yushu frowned slightly, his eyes were on the broken corpse of the furnace tripod, his voice was unconsciously hoarse: "Senior Sister, this is your pill furnace?"

"Yeah." Ning Ning didn't understand why his reaction was so intense, and raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, "Do you know where you can buy a new one?"

The atmosphere was strangely silent for a while.

When the younger brother's clear juvenile voice sounded again, it was like a death knell in hell.

"But... don't you still owe a lot of foreign debts?"

Ningning: Pupil-hole-earth-earthquake.

Seeing her look unbelievable, Lin Xun lowered his head to avoid Ning Ning's sight, and continued to whisper: "Master told me that you owe a lot of money for forging the star marks, and you haven't paid it off yet. This furnace The tripod is ten thousand spiritual stones, the compensation for damage to the residence is five thousand spiritual stones, and your sandalwood incense table, is—"

"and so on!"

Ningning can't bear so much information at a time: "Aren't these pieces of furniture a bargain for mass production?"

Lin Xun was a little afraid of her, and tightened his cuffs: "It's the little sister who said that she likes sandalwood incense, so she must use the best alchemy."

"Then what about my house? Isn't my house rich and wealthy?"

"Master prohibits disciples from squandering family wealth."

Ningning was shocked, resisting the desire to vomit blood and finally asked him, "Should the teacher pay for the exercise?"

"Little sister, you should be more sober."

Lin Xun was a little anxious: "We are Jian Xiu, we have no money!"

A word to wake up the dreamer.

Ningning had a great enlightenment.

That's right.

She is Jian Xiu.

What is the sword repair in the eyes of the general public? Noble and indifferent, decisive and decisive.

What is the real sword repair? Straight man, one muscle, violent maniac.

Most importantly, they are poor.

Of all the schools, Jian Xiu always holds the best and most dazzling sword, and uses the strongest sword strength, but the clothes on his body are always the cheapest.

There is no other reason, all the money is spent on his wife.

Not to mention the huge expenditure on the sword box and sword ornaments, the cost of repairing and maintaining the saber alone is enough to eat up the private money of a large group of people.

For Jian Xiu, his head can be broken and bloody, it is absolutely impossible to make his sword suffer.

In order to save money and raise swords, it is common to not eat or drink bigu, like self-taught sewing and street art, it is also common.

What impressed Ning Ning the most was a brother named He in the original book.

It is rumored that he went to Hualou to compete for the top card in order to save money. After being discovered as a sword repairman, he still brazenly lied that he was a disciple of Wan Jianzong, and was finally exposed by Wan Jianzong on the spot.

——Wan Jianzong is the second largest sect of kendo, and its relationship with Xuanxu Sword Sect is similar to that of Tsinghua University and Peking University.

She finally knew the meaning in the words of the female cultivator in the dining hall.

At the same time, I understand that they will see each other frequently in the future.

Come and let her see, who can't afford to eat all the time? Oh, it turned out to be herself!

This is really a horror movie!

Between the two phases of silence, a paragraph of text appeared in her mind at the right time. It was the original paragraph that the system called out for her to complete the task smoothly.

I saw six characters on the title: Ning Ning Ye lured Lin Xun.

[The moon is sinking to the west, and the door is as clear as water, and the shadows are brilliant.

Ning Ning smiled softly, brushing her slender fingers across the skirt of Lin Xun's clothes, causing the boy's back to become stiff, and red tides appeared at the roots of his ears.

The moon shadow whirled, wet the girl's soft lips. She opened her mouth lightly and exhaled: "The moonlight is charming tonight, my sister is in a good mood. Let's go out to admire the moon together, how about?"]

Admire the moon.

She will taste geese every day from now on, so she can enjoy the moon.

The moonlight is sinking to the west, and the shadows are full.

Ning Ning smiled softly, and her slender fingers brushed the body of Starscar Sword. Her wife's back was always straight.

The hand touching the sword trembled slightly.

She opened her mouth gently as the black air filled her fingertips, with the fragrance of roast goose remaining on her fingertips: "My wife, I don't have money to buy you new clothes. Forgive me for this useless mother, dear."

Lin Xun looked at the scene in front of him, only feeling terrified.

He didn't understand why Little Senior Sister would ask the questions she knew well, let alone why Ning Ning called Xing Mark as a lady, yet claimed to be its mother.

All he knew was that little senior sister seemed to be not quite right.

In ancient times, there was Fan Jinzhongju, and now there is Ningning fried tripod.

Until a long time later, Lin Xun could still recall the fear of being dominated that night.

The little sister slowly approached him, putting one hand on his shoulder.

Her tone was crazy, she couldn't tell whether she was laughing or crying, her voice was erratic like a wild female ghost, and she was a perfect match with those slightly reddish apricot eyes:

"The moonlight is good tonight, and the senior sister is in a good mood, or..."

"Let's go out to admire the moon, how about it, haha."

The last "haha" is the essence, and it vividly interprets what is called music scene lining grief.

The upturned tail sound was like a cold arrow leaving the string, and it slid into the center of his eardrum.

Lin Xun was almost scared to death.

He thought that Senior Brother He selling himself to raise the sword was the masterpiece of Jianzong, but he did not expect Senior Sister Ningning to be more ill than him.

The little prince of Longgong took a step back with a pale face, trembling all over.

Help, help! Senior Sister Ningning, she--

She is crazy by herself!

The place where his body was touched seemed to be hot, making Lin Xun uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to get away from her hand.

But, but.

Little Sister is so pitiful.

She is so poor that she is so abnormally poor. If she refuses the invitation, the other party will definitely be more sad.

So Xiao Bailong endured the uncomfortable, his voice was low and fuzzy, and trembling uncontrollably: "Sister, don't be sad, I...I will accompany you to see the moon."

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