Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

The stars were brought to Izumo Peak.

Izumo Peak is located at the very center of the Chonghua Xianmen, the first immortal gate of the Northern Wilderness, where the White Rainbow Immortal Venerable Pei Huanzhou and his disciple Xu Guang live.

Now, there is another child who is ignorant and does not speak well.

It was the first time he saw such a child.

Counting on him to take care of himself, this child can starve himself to death on the mountain.

But he is actually very good.

No one knows what the stars are thinking.

He froze in the snow for a long time, leaving a root of disease in his body, unable to stand the cold, and a root of disease in his heart, he felt uncomfortable when he saw the snow.

Not long after, there was a magic circle on Izumo Peak, wrapping the whole mountain, making Izumo Peak as warm as spring in all seasons.

Izumo Peak, which was rarely visited by others, also hired a few handymen from Xianmen to take care of the stars.

The disciples of Chonghua Immortal Sect knew that Immortal Venerable loved that little disciple very much. Every time they mentioned that mysterious little uncle, they were mostly curious and envious.

Three years flies by.

A ten-year-old boy was surrounded by them, with arrogant brows and eyes, and he was wearing the same uniform as a disciple. You can look closely at the jade crown with his hair and the ring around his waist. Light is a good magic weapon.

He is the son of Chonghua Xianmen Sect Master, Xie Huaran.

Hearing these words, Xie Huaran was a little taken aback: "What are you afraid of? I just found out that Xianzun went to Miaohua Buddha, and we won't be found. Besides, We don't do anything, I just want to see that little uncle."

The little uncle who was said to be accepted as a direct disciple by Immortal Bai Hong, was a legend in the sect for three years, and no one has ever seen his true face.

Some people also said that the little uncle could not cultivate at all, so all Izumo peaks set up the magic circle, and specially recruited people to take care of him like a mortal.

In short, everyone is very curious.

However, curiosity turns into curiosity, Baihong Immortal Venerable is famous, and Xie Huaran is the first one who has the courage to sneak up to Chuyun Peak.

Seeing several brothers and sisters still looking hesitant, Xie Huaran rolled his eyes: "If you don't go, then I will go by myself!"

"Hey, brother..."

Several disciples looked at each other in dismay, but they still followed.

As the younger brother said, they don't do anything else, even if they are accused by Baihong Xianzun, at most they are trespassers.

But the younger brother is reckless, in case he rushes up and offends the younger uncle...

Alas, I can't imagine the consequences.

Xie Huaran climbed up the mountain excitedly.

He is a monk who is about to build a foundation, and this mountain road is really nothing to him.

In less than half an hour, I reached the top of Izumo Peak.

Xie Huaran saw a beautiful small yard from a distance.

The house is so conspicuous, it is surrounded by flowers and green leaves, from a distance, even the roof is covered with flowers.

It's nothing like Izumo Peak's cold and cold style!

Who lives here, you don't need to think about it.

When Xie Huaran came, Mu Xing was sitting on the swing of the big plane tree, fascinated by the fish in the spiritual spring.

There was no spiritual spring here. After Mu Xing came to Izumo Peak, Immortal Baihong buried a fire spirit vein here, attracting the spiritual spring, the active fire spirit in the air, It can relieve Mu Xing's cold illness.

The disciple who took care of him knew that Mu Xing likes to be alone, no outsiders will come in on Izumo Peak, and Mu Xing will not run around, so he rest assured to place the little uncle here, Go dodge yourself.

Xie Huaran saw the child sitting on the swing.

He has good eyesight, and at a glance he can see that the clothes on the child is a high-quality robe.

At this age, dressed like this, the identity of this child is not what he thinks.

Xie Huaran remembered the rumors of Baihong Xianzun, stopped in the end, and shouted in a proper manner: "□□ Peak disciple Xie Huaran, I have seen the little uncle."

It was quiet, except for the crisp birdsong in the four fields.

Xie Huaran frowned in dissatisfaction.

The taste of being ignored.

Little Overlord's temper came up immediately.

His face collapsed: "Hey! I'm Xie Huaran from the Peak, are you the little disciple accepted by Xianzun?"

The man was still sitting on the swing coldly, not giving him any eyes.

Xie Huaran froze, took a few steps forward, and walked to his side: "I said you, are you deaf?"

Probably getting close, the person sitting on the swing finally slowly realized that someone was there.

He turned around suddenly.

Xie Huaran was startled.

There are only those black eyes, clear and quiet, and the empty one can't see the end.

It's cool and beautiful.

Xie Huaran's anger dissipated.

Of course, before the fire completely subsided, he met the child in front of him and turned his head expressionlessly.

Ignore him.

Xie Huaran: "…"

Little Bully laughed.

He grabbed the rope of the swing with one hand and shouted fiercely: "What do you mean, look down on people? If you ignore me again, I will throw you off the swing!"

The man sitting on the swing still ignored him.

He doesn't have any bad intentions, he just wants to suddenly push a swing to scare the other party.

Xie Huaran suddenly widened his eyes.

Across a long distance, the disciples of the Peak who quietly looked at this side were also dumbfounded.

until a "pop".

It was the sound of Izumo Peak's little uncle falling into the water.

Xie Huaran suddenly came back to his senses and shouted: "You are a fool!"

Furiously, she ran to the edge of the Lingquan and jumped down.

The disciple of the Peak that flew over in a hurry: "..."

In fact, when he flew from the swing and fell into the water, Mu Xing didn't feel afraid.

In other words, his reaction is always very slow and slow, such a short time is not enough for him to realize what happened and feel scared.

until his body fell into the water like a small weight.

He opened his eyes wide in the water, the spiritual spring was crystal clear and unobstructed, transparent with a hint of blue, and the cold water rushed towards him with a sense of oppression.

Stopped his breath for a moment, but broke free of the stagnant Lingtai for several years.

He blinked slightly, bringing up a bunch of small blisters.

The next moment, another scale splashed down on his side and caught him accurately.

□□ Peak’s disciples hurriedly fished out Mu Xing and Xie Huaran.

They all looked bitter.

Done.

Sure enough, you shouldn't listen to the younger brother.

Pushing the little uncle into the water is definitely not something that can be solved by a fine of two feet.

This is the end of it!

I heard that my uncle is still awake!

Immortal Venerable Baihong hurried back to Izumo Peak.

Izumo Peak.

Pei Huanzhou frowned and let go of the fingers on Mu Xing's spiritual vein.

He just visited, there is nothing unusual about Xingxing's body, but he doesn't wake up for some reason.

Behind him, the Peak Master, Master Zique, looked apologetic: "It's all my fault that I spoiled my family. Junior brother, junior nephew, is he all right?"

Pei Huanzhou glanced at his senior brother: "Where is the person?"

Having been in the same family for hundreds of years, Zique Master knew that he was angry when he heard it.

He hurriedly said, "They are all kneeling at the peak of the ***."

As for why he is kneeling on the peak of the □□ instead of the peak of Izumo...I want to know the careful thought of the real person of Zique to protect the shortcoming.

Pei Huanzhou said lightly: "Senior brother, my disciple is frail, so it's fine. If there is anything wrong, senior brother, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship of the same family."

Zi Que real person choked, but he knew that this was his own fault, and he could only hope that the little ancestor on the bed would wake up quickly.

Mu Xing felt like he had a big dream.

In the past few years, his mind seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and everything he saw was separated by a layer.

The fog is now clear.

The memory fragments of several years are clearly revealed in my mind.

His name is Mu Xing, he has a master who loves him, and a brother who is addicted to cultivation.

They were all very kind to him.

The comatose child frowned slightly.

He always felt that his memory should be more than that.

More and richer experiences to come.

But he has only five years in his life, where did he come from?

He opened his eyes slowly.

Sitting in front of him was a man in white with a cold temperament, but his eyes looked at him with a hint of worry.

He is his master.

As soon as Mu Xing saw this person, he felt a familiar sense of intimacy.

"Master..." He whispered, and even couldn't help rubbing his body in the direction of Pei Huanzhou.

Immortal Venerable Bai Hong was stunned, looked at him carefully, and after a while he revealed a faint smile:

"Xingxing, are you awake?"