Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

I love you these three words, Yu Longyao has said many times.

He didn't quite understand why everyone was obsessed with these three words. But it's just three words that are light and fluttering, without any guarantee, and you can take it back at any time when you want to take it back.

Yu Longyao said that he was too early to remember.

When his peers were babbling, he could call out "Father", "Mother" and "Brother" without error.

As the youngest son of the Yu family, he is lively and intelligent, so he is favored by his parents and brothers. He never lacks toys such as diabolo, rattle, and clay dolls.

Each toy landed in his hands, and he always played with it for no more than two days, and after two days he became bored.

However, because of his innocence and cuteness, people do not think that this child likes the new and hates the old, but praises him for his early maturity.

When his peers were toddlers, he had ditched these useless little toys.

While his peers could not put it down with their toys, he had already read hundreds of volumes.

One day when he was three years old, the ancestors of the Yu family brought back a pair of chess scales as a gift to him.

"What is this?" Yu Longyao asked curiously.

"This is Go."

The ancestor of the Yu family smiled and stroked the soft black hair of the child: "This black and white, all-encompassing, the general trend of the world, is all in this Go."

"It depends on whether you want to be this chess player in the future, or a chess piece on the chessboard."

Yu Longyao asked back, "What is a chess player?"

"It is a person who plays chess, who is good at fighting, who makes the best use of the situation, and who is in charge of the universe."

Yu Longyao was thoughtful, smiled slightly, and didn't ask any more questions. He looked very fond of holding Go. Since then, people often saw him playing with black chess in one hand and white chess in the other.

He does not pursue victory or defeat, but only pursues the unpredictable situation in the game of life and death between the chessboards. A slight drop can stir up the situation. The more intense the battle between the vertical and horizontal, the more interested he became.

As Yu Longyao grew older, because of Xu's mild temperament, the servants in his yard became more and more arrogant and domineering, and there were constant disputes every day.

Yufu didn't like it, and drove them all out of the house, and re-arranged a group of trusted confidants with innocent family backgrounds.

But it didn't take long for these confidants to start criticizing each other, and they cheated.

Some of them even chose to speak, saying that in retrospect, everything was really because Xiao Langjun provoked him. He promised him a high position, lured him for profit, and led them to fight to the death.

But who would suspect that such a well-behaved and clever child was just a vicious servant who jumped over the wall and uttered wild words.

The brothers of the Yu family feel sorry for this little brother, and are busy sending rare treasures to comfort him.

The child just smiled lightly. He sat under the porch, wiggling his legs, listening to the breeze blowing the treetops and sending the rustling voice.

I just think it's all amazing right now.

Although Yu Longyao is young, her early wisdom is quite ingenious, and she can often come up with many amazing ideas, and she has a lot of weight in the entire Yufu.

The ancestors of the Yu family and their wives were childhood sweethearts, and they were very affectionate. When Yu Longyao was ten years old, Yu's father empathized and fell in love with a dancer, and wanted to take him as a side room.

"If Dad finds you another mother, would you like it?" The Yu Family Patriarch asked hesitantly.

"Are you younger than your mother?"

"young."

"Is it more interesting than mother?"

Yufu was stunned for a moment: "...You can say the same thing."

"That's good." Yu Longyao smiled slightly.

However, at the age of ten, the boy has already grown up, with a slender body and gentle manners.

Seeing Yu's father's hesitant appearance, Yu Longyao thought for a while, then smiled and comforted: "You often teach me that people can only live this life, be self-willed and unrestrained, what are you hesitating about?"

"Are you getting old? People are weak when they get old?"

Yufu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are young and old-fashioned."

But Yu Longyao's words made his heart shudder slightly. Back then, when he carried forward the Jade Mansion alone, no one in the world dared to stand up to him. Is it true that he is getting old as Yu Longyao said? Start looking ahead?

Yu Longyao said slowly again: "I don't only live my whole life."

Yufu smiled and said, "Do you want to become immortal?"

"I want to, but I don't want to," Yu Longyao said with a smile, "I haven't played enough with the things in this world."

Yufu secretly laughed at his child's innocence, but it seemed like a big stone had been lifted from his heart.

This new dancer is quite arrogant and domineering.

Mother Jade did not know that this was her youngest son's masterpiece, and she complained to him over and over again.

Yu Longyao put down her chopsticks and asked, "Then why didn't you kill her?"

"She has no support behind her, and only relies on her father's favor to make a living. Over the years, Sechi's love has declined, so why didn't she kill her? Father will definitely not argue with you over this dancer."

Mother Yu felt quite reasonable, but after thinking about it carefully, she realized why this was happening, and she shook her head and said no more.

Yu Longyao squeezed her chin as if nothing had happened, and looked out of the corridor regretfully.

pity.

The dancer, or the concubine, liked Yu Longyao quite a bit. She was grateful to him for speaking for her in front of her father, and liked his intelligence and innocence.

When Yu Longyao was twelve years old, the concubine finally became pregnant and gave birth to a son, but unfortunately this little child was mediocre.

The concubine laughed and joked with Yu Longyao from time to time: "You and I get along so well, if only your brother was like you."

This was originally a temporary scene, but the longer the child, the more like Yu Longyao, with black eyes, narrow chin, and thin smiling lips.

On that day, when the concubine returned to the house, the little child tilted his head, smiled slightly, and called her: "Mother."

Her words and deeds were almost the same as Yu Longyao's, and she was so frightened that the concubine immediately fainted.

Later, it was found out after investigation that it was Yu Longyao who took away his younger brother's house. As for the reason, Yu Longyao was puzzled: "Didn't Erniang want my brother to be like me?"

Of course this is over. People only make this big mistake when Yu Longyao is young and ignorant. He is a much-loved son-in-law, and a little punishment is enough to expose him.

As for the concubine, she went mad and disappeared.

"I thought you liked Erniang very much."

Yu Longyao replied with a nonchalant smile: "I just make the most appropriate suggestion for everyone who asks a question."

When Yu Longyao was seventeen or eighteen years old, several elder brothers became biological sons one after another. That year, Yu Longyao was killed when the Yu family encountered a foreign enemy.

And this year, Yujia Dalang's wife happened to be pregnant.

When the child was still in her mother's womb, the Yujia Dalang once sighed and said, this may be Yao'er changing a way to accompany you and me. The following year, the couple gave birth to their first child.

Smiling, born to be able to speak.

Like a curse.

**

In this room, after racking their brains and compiling such a long paragraph, before Yu Longyao's reply, Jin Xianyu stumbled into a deep sleep on the jade card.

It is also very tiring to try to play a broken wife without love.

Fortunately, she has a memory base for the future, and she still looks good in her performance.

It doesn't matter if Yu Longyao replies to her or not, but she has to do enough in acting, and she can dispel the suspicion of this guy by keeping the script of the love brain firm.

In the original book, Yu Longyao's behavior can be described as being very polite, doing all kinds of scornful behaviors politely. He is good at controlling his facial expressions, loves to play mischief, and is a real chaotic evil, an endlessly pleasant monster.

If you don't pay attention, how can you pry his walls?

**

The next morning, Jin Xianyu woke up refreshed and thought about it for a while, but he changed into a plain, easy-to-move white robe, and neatly tied it behind his head.

She really learned the sword, not just to hook up with Xie Fuwei.

When she stepped out of the door, something fell head-on.

Reaching out and taking it, it was actually a dewy pear flower, cool and moving.

Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and smiled.

The flowers, plants and trees in the cultivation world are not restricted by the four seasons. Perhaps some pear blossom was blown off by the wind and fell in front of her door.

Seeing Qiongbao's fragrant pear blossoms in the morning, Jin Xianyu's mood couldn't help but lighten up a lot.

When she walked into the court, Xie Fuwei was already waiting for her.

This place was originally a white plum forest. At this time, the sky was white. It was obviously a bitter and hot summer, but the cold color was cool and the chill was clear. The shadows of the branches are slanted horizontally, and the floating light is hazy, as if it has strayed into the fragrant snowdrift.

Xie Fuwei sat in the courtyard, kneeling facing north, with a soft and pious expression, the petals of the white plum fell on his shoulders, the tips of his hair. Because he has white hair and white eyelashes, he looks like a jade person, and his body is covered with fragrant snow.

"Am I late?"

Xie Fuwei followed the prestige. The girl has been ill these few days, her body has not yet recovered, her complexion is as pale as snow, a layer of blood is missing, but her eyes are bright, like cool silver.

In fact, she was not too late.

Respect is mutual, and she always scoffs at remarks that women are a few innocuous minutes late for appointments.

Even if there is a foundation for future memories, before going out, Jin Xianyu can't figure out what type of Xie Fuwei likes, and thinking about the strategy is even more painful. Could it be said that it is Heaven's Chosen CP, Gao Leng Jianzun x Weird and Weird Little witch? !

It's just that she's pale now, and she just did a personal show in public, so she doesn't seem suitable for playing a little demon girl, right? Touching his cheek, Jin Xianyu was thoughtful.

…

Xie Fuwei shook his head, and the golden chain hanging on his temples swayed slightly, like a beaded curtain of beauty.

Without a word, a small black-sheathed sword pierced his palm and shot out. He clenched the **** hilt tightly in his hand, the sword intent revolved, and the frost in his eyes was gradually dyed, like a snow-white wave of silver, gradually surging.

Rao has heard that Xie Fuwei, Dong Zhenzi, uses his body as a sheath, and his eyes will turn white when he uses his sword intent and emotions.

She had only seen Xie Fuwei with frosty eyes on the bed, but she had never seen Xie Fuwei when he drew his sword.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Jin Xianyu's scalp couldn't help numb, and he was speechless.

This is just a small black sheathed sword. It is said that Xie Fuwei's life sword "human world" is hidden in his body, and drawing the sword is even more maddening.

Regarding this scene, the original book "Longevity" has a very detailed description.

[The two frost-white eyeballs rolled three or two times, this holy virgin's body was split into two **** halves, the belly was cut open to gouge out the heart, the internal organs were clearly visible, the sword light poured out like a snow dragon, holding The sword-hilt hand paused, and suddenly pulled out the 'human world' from the soft, bright red internal organs. 】

Maybe one day, he will be able to incorporate Jin Xianyu into his body.

Just not yet.

He was like a snow python, waiting for an opportunity.

After all, the opposite is the master of kendo who came out of nowhere. Jin Xianyu didn't dare to take it lightly, so he calmed down, frowned, and dealt with it carefully.

Today, it was mainly Xie Fuwei who directed her, so Jin Xianyu was not polite, with a long sword in his hand, he bowed to Xie Fuwei.

Along the way of kendo, Xie Fuwei is enough to be called her elder.

Xie Fuwei's eyelashes trembled, and he was keenly aware that the girl in front of him seemed to have changed as soon as Chang Jianfu started.

The back is straight, the eyes are clear, and the expression is cold. Like a green blade that is about to be unsheathed. I just thought that she had a miscarriage not long ago, but after all, she felt like a cold plum in Lingshuang, with a cold and tough demeanor.

Jin Xianyu raised his sword to the center of his eyebrows.

This is just the two of them sparring and feeding tricks, until the point is reached, it is not about fighting the immortals and shaking the mountains.

Xie Fuwei's sword move is not very strange, it is plain and simple, but the sword technique is changeable and the stand is clear. With a light sweep, her sword body is immediately opened.

Jin Xianyu hurriedly stabbed at his waist and flank, and before he got close, he felt a gentle force coming towards him. This force was not very violent, but it was like a surging river, enough to push her. After going out a few feet away, she forced her to take a few steps back, and then she stood still.

Before she could stand still, a sword like a snow dragon came again, Jin Xianyu let out a bad cry, pointed her toes, and jumped into the air hurriedly.

But the sword light was everywhere, forming a curtain of light, and the sword light whirled like a meteor. Jin Xianyu was tired of recruiting teachers, and was quite embarrassed for a while.

These sword moves were unleashed by Xie Fuwei, and they were as simple as dressing and eating.

Perhaps the sword move should have been so simple, and it was precisely because Xie Fuwei was too shallow in his mind and exquisite and thorough that he could achieve the state of "less is more, nothing is better than something".

…Oops. Jin Xianyu's heart froze slightly, and Xie Fuwei was leading him by the nose like this, I'm afraid it would be difficult to turn over again.

She was awe-inspiring, and faintly aware of her own faults.

Xie Fuwei said softly, "You are too conservative in Xingjian."

Jin Xianyu was thoughtful, perhaps because she had been exiled by the Crispy Master to fly kites, she was steadfast with her sword and did not dare to attack head-on.

Jin Xianyu raised his eyes and smiled and said, "I thought Xianjun would blame me for being timid and not worthy of a sword."

Xie Fuwei was a little surprised and confused. He could not see any respect for the word "kendo" in his eyes. He said plainly, "Swords are dead things, only people control swords, and there is never a reason for swords to control people."

It was she who was brainwashed by people who are addicted to swords in various online novels. Jin Xianyu agreed: "It is indeed the truth."

"..." Xie Fuwei paused and said, "If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Jin Xianyu smiled and said, "Why is this so troublesome?"

Xie Fuwei's tone was flat: "No trouble."

At this time, his eyes were all white, his silver hair was loose, and his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful. When looking at people, no matter how he looked, there was a bit of an uncanny valley effect.

These clear and indifferent eyes make people unable, or dare not refuse. Or it's useless to say no.

Jin Xianyu couldn't refuse, so he answered vaguely, and turned his attention back to the sword move.

Isn't it A to go up! After all, he is also a righteous character stamped by the original book, and he will never stab her to death with a sword.

…

Well, still a little apprehensive.

This Xie Fuwei felt strange to her, neither like the existence of "Future" nor the Sword Immortal described in the original book.

She always felt that Xie Fuwei was a bit like someone living in her own world, deaf to the outside world, and had a set of her own, logical and self-consistent behavior system.

Thinking too much is useless, Jin Xianyu let out a sigh of relief, and used "Galaxy Ferry" under his feet, biting his head, collapsing, picking, splitting, stabbing, and attacking and attacking repeatedly, and finally grabbed a chance to survive.

It's just that the drawbacks brought about by this desperate style of play are also obvious. She was injured when she kept working hard, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was dripping with blood.

Jin Xianyu glanced at it, but smiled. He didn't care much about the smile. His face was smooth and shiny, and his eyebrows were curved.

It's not that she shakes M, mainly because the master is worthy of being a master. She had already realized something, and her whole body could not help but boil with enthusiasm.

"I understand it. Is this a defense instead of offense?"

It's a shame to say that, her knowledge of swordsmanship basically comes from peeking at her father's martial arts novels when she was a child.

The old man Jin Yong said, "The strongest part of the enemy is the weakest part." "The enemy must be defended when attacking the enemy." Perhaps this is the reason.

Xie Fuwei pondered the meaning of Jin Xianyu's words, and paused for another half a second: "You can say the same."

...Although it's a compliment, it always feels even weirder to look at!

Next, Jin Xianyu didn't dare to take it lightly.

The two sword qi suddenly intersected and then avoided, the sword light swept across the ground like an arc, setting off white plums like snow.

Her swordsmanship was learned from the Yu Family's free and easy swordsmanship.

In a few breaths, Jin Xianyu had discovered that many flaws in his sword moves had leaked out.

It is no wonder that if you can get the guidance of a famous teacher, even if you have one or two moves, you will benefit endlessly. As a result, she is even more reluctant to let go, and no matter how hard it is to let go, she can lick a little bit.

Before you know it, the sun is already sinking. While fighting, Jin Xianyu learned while she was learning, and she benefited a lot.

At this time, the four mountains are full of smoke, the twilight illuminates the plum forest, and the dark fragrance floats.

A burst of clear sword light hit the sky, the cold light pierced through the clouds and pushed the fog, enough to tear the sky into two scenes of light and darkness.

Jin Xianyu took a deep breath, with the long sword in his hand, he leaped into the sky, and shot through the flashing sword light!

Xie Fuwei's expression remained unchanged, and he faced this move head-on.

Swords are killers.

Brilliant fast.

The girl's brows and eyes were cold, and the sword light flashed out. Like clouds breaking through the moon.

Thinking of what he will do next, Jin Xianyu's heart is pounding, and I hope Xie Fuwei will not send her away with a sword on the spot.

Xie Fuwei slightly avoided one side of his neck, and the sword light should have swept across his neck, but when he tilted his head, Xie Fuwei seemed to have wiped something cool and soft across his neck.

This is a kiss in the midst of chaotic plums like snow. In the swirling sword energy, it brushed the aorta on the side of his neck, dangerously cold, rolling through the extreme ambiguous trembling.

Passing by, the moment their eyes met, they replaced the sword with a kiss.

Jin Xianyu smiled slightly and quickly retreated. Her black hair was lifted up by the sword wind and fell down again. Her black hair was like a soft night, and her eyes were like stars dotted in the night.

Swords are killers, Xie Fuwei always thought so, and his eyes gradually showed confusion.

But this was also the first time that he suddenly and vaguely realized that a fierce battle was better than a hearty () love.

It turns out that a girl's soft kiss is a sharper weapon in the world than a sword. When the sword comes, you still want to avoid it, but a girl's kiss can make you forget the murderous intentions around you.

Before Xie Fuwei came back to his senses, **** had firmly pressed on her Dazhui point.

Jin Xianyu was as stiff as a puppy being held by the nape of the neck.

This is the acupuncture point on the neck, he just needs to squeeze it, and she will die on the spot.

The finger pulp is slightly touched, and the tentacles are cool and delicate.

This delicate touch of skin made Xie Fuwei shiver lightly.

The cool touch on the neck is like a drop of water from a Tathagata or a tear from a Bodhisattva, moistening 84,000 pores from the top of the skull. *

Those unintentional and indifferent glazed eyes, the frosty white in the eyes gradually retreated, and turned to a dash of confusion.

In his memory, she was extremely disgusted by his touch. Without her permission, he would never take the initiative to touch any of her skin.

…

Even an unintentional offense was followed by a storm of whipping and abuse.

Over time, he had an indescribable reaction to the whipping, just like a docile seedling under a storm.

The man's phoenix eyes are moist, his face is reddish, his throat is rolling, and his whole body is shaking like chaff. He hunched his waist and let the frost hair fall down his cheeks without saying a word.

"Are you a male dog who is in love everywhere?" Jin Xianyu blinked his eyes in astonishment and almost screamed.

She crushed the hard object scorched on her skin with disgust, her red lips parted slightly, and she said with all the insults: "No wonder he likes you. You are a slutty male dog who loves you anytime, anywhere."

…

The girl had already swung her sword down, Xiangxue covered her body, and the corners of her temples were plump.

Her expression was still a little pale, with a handsome face, a dignified spirit, and an outstanding talent. It's just that her cheeks are slightly red, which is very beautiful, and there is a little more tenderness in her expression.

The so-called strategy, diving, kissing by mistake, wiping, etc. are properly arranged, and the suspension bridge effect of replacing kisses with swords and sealing tricks with kisses is a panacea.

Jin Xianyu's heart was pounding, he took a step back, bit his lip, and said somewhat alienatedly, "Thank you for your guidance today, senior."

After speaking, he pursed his lips, turned around, and hurried away with a back figure that evoked endless reverie.

"…"

The man watched the back of the girl leave, and it was not until she was far away that he stabbed the sword into his palm again, lowered his eyelashes and clenched his **** palm tightly, as if he was reminiscing the touch of his fingertips. .

The tone was slightly erratic.

"Do you like pear blossoms?"