Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

Jin Xianyu moved his lips, but shook his head.

She still didn't want to involve Feng Chenghan in this matter.

"It's nothing." She stood up and collected the bowl, "Did Yu Longyao tell you something?"

Feng Chenghan did not answer. This is very unscientific, because the other party is a gentleman who is very strict with etiquette.

Jin Xianyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Feng Chenghan's eyes were on her wrist.

Her sleeves slipped, revealing half of her bruised wrists.

He was looking at the bruises and hickeys on her wrist.

His eyelashes were draped, and he looked very seriously. He didn't know what to do with his brain, and the warm temperament around him also changed.

Jin Xianyu shrugged back uncomfortably, she was not unaware of Feng Chenghan's affection for her. That's what made her feel awkward.

The other party never confessed, and said that he always felt a little narcissistic.

Jin Xianyu thought about it and took a deep breath.

"I don't know what Yu Longyao said to you." She turned to her side and pulled up her hair to show him, "...I have already cut off the thread of love."

The end of the love silk cut off with the half-moon scissors will be slightly reddish, and it is not easy to detect it if you don't look carefully.

If she had known that things would develop like this, she would not brush this person's favor. Who would have thought that this person would go to this point, Jin Xianyu was helpless.

This is the first time that she has exposed the fact that she has cut off her love silk.

Facts have proved that Feng Chenghan was stunned. He was stunned for a while as if struck by lightning. Those amber eyes were fixed on the roots of her hair, as if confirming it over and over again.

He pursed his lips tightly, a bang in his head, and he couldn't say anything.

In this world, there are still very few ruthless people who dare to cut off their own love with one knife.

First, because the half moon cut is really rare.

The second is to cut off the silk of love, cut off the love and stop the desire, but in fact, it can cure the symptoms but not the root cause.

Feng Chenghan's mind was rarely in chaos, he was a little dazed, and his eyes were a little blank, "You..."

Jin Xianyu quickly put down his hair and said euphemistically, "So, I actually have nothing to do."

After all, nothing in the world related to the word love can hurt her anymore.

The girl's attitude is naturally very sparse, her black and white eyes are clean, and her two eyelashes are drooping, as if she has cut off all the worldly thoughts.

Haoqi Qingying, Xiancai Zhuoluo, cold jade deserted.

Feng Chenghan was not a fool, he understood Jin Xianyu's meaning almost instantly.

But even so, he still looked at Jin Xian's long hair like fish and jade for a long time.

His heart sank little by little, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton.

People always praised him as a gentleman, and he said a lot, and he seemed to believe it himself, as if he was just taking Jin Xianyu away this time, with no other intentions.

Do you really have no other intentions?

Did he also want to sneak in despicably?

Seeing the marks on Jin Xianyu's arm, Feng Chenghan couldn't imagine what his master and Yin Yang Xingjun had done to Jin Xianyu, his body was cold.

At this moment, he doesn't seem to be much nobler than others.

Feng Chenghan suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Fellow Daoist, after you go out, go south. I have already ordered Han Xiao to pick you up."

The young man's voice was cold, but firm.

Jin Xianyu noticed something was wrong, and asked blankly, "Wait? What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

When did this topic get here? ?

Feng Chenghan had already pushed away the breakfast that he had not finished eating, and he lowered his eyes and drew his sword.

The first thing Jin Xianyu heard was a long howl, like a dragon's roar.

The sword in the qin shone with light, like Xia Yue’s electric light lingering around the sword body, and there was a faint thunder and tremor.

This was the first time Jin Xianyu saw Feng Chenghan draw his sword.

Feng Chenghan said, "Please believe me, my fellow Daoists. I came here specially today to take my fellow Daoists away."

"After fellow Taoist goes, don't be careful about Yu Longyao."

This should not have been said by an outsider like Feng Chenghan, he frowned, "I'm sorry, I always feel that Yu Xingjun is a little weird."

"Wait!" Jin Xianyu suddenly had an ominous premonition and shouted, "What are you going to do?!"

But Feng Chenghan had already swept out with a harp in his arms, and the young man's calm voice echoed in the morning breeze.

"I can only hold on to Master for a while, fellow Daoist leave quickly, don't worry about my safety, I have my own way of protecting myself."

Jin Xianyu was stunned for half a second before he came back to his senses.

Feng Chenghan wanted to take Xie Fuwei head-on, delay time for her, and let her run away!

But how could she leave him and run away alone, that's Xie Fuwei.

Her mind was blank and her heart was numb.

The question is over and over again: Do you want to believe him? ? Is she going to catch up? Or run away alone?

Even if Feng Chenghan plus her, there is absolutely no chance of winning against Xie Fuwei.

Xie Fuwei's target is her, and Feng Chenghan knows this, so he can only help her to delay for a while, and Xie Fuwei will still come to her in a short time.

In the original book, although Xie Fuwei had no intentions and no feelings, he was still far from the point of madness, but he was not bad for this apprentice, otherwise he would not have left for Feng Chenghan's death.

But when the reality was no longer left to her choice, not long after Feng Chenghan left, suddenly black clouds hung down, sleet snow piled up, and white snow filled the sky.

There was a rumbling rumbling of the earth underfoot, like a mountain about to collapse, and the thunder roared.

Jin Xianyu's feet were unstable, and he stumbled and fell to the ground. Rolling around on the ground with a sullen face, she turned her head and glanced back at the gradually spreading sword realm.

She closed her eyes, knowing that the battle had already started, and it was really too late if she didn't run.

The cold wind is like a frost knife, and the wind and snow are charming.

Feng Chenghan's expression did not change, his body was stained with blood, and he stably blocked Xie Fuwei's face with his sword.

Wherever his eyes go, there is a world of glass in front of him.

The morning glow was frozen by ice, and the flowing morning glow was like amber that was sealed and solidified, revealing a strange beauty.

Accompanied by a snow-white bare foot stepped on the ground. With a slight sound, Feng Chenghan saw that the morning glow was splitting apart like a mirror, spreading like a spider web.

In the center of the spider web, Xie Fuwei slowly fell, the white burqa fell, and the frost in his eyes covered his eyes like a tide.

"This is the first time you have seen my sword realm." Xie Fuwei said, "Are you going to take him away? Xiaohan."

Xie Fuwei's eyes are now white, but he can't see how black pupils, so he said this affectionately indifferently, adding to the strange feeling of non-human creatures learning human customs.

Feng Chenghan was already used to it. "Master." Feng Chenghan shook his head, stretched out his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, without saying yes or no, he hesitated, "Friend Jin... doesn't belong to any of us, let her go."

He was acutely aware that when he said the word "does not belong", Xie Fuwei finally moved.

Xie Fuwei looked at him quietly, as if it was the first time he knew this person named apprentice.

He hadn't accepted a disciple for hundreds of years, and it wasn't until Twelve Dongtian took the initiative to open his mouth that he accepted Feng Chenghan. He doesn't hate him, he's just unfamiliar enough with him. He never thought that he would have other thoughts about Jin Xianyu.

Xie Fuwei didn't know what kind of feeling this was. He was slightly confused, with a hint of regret and despair, and asked softly:

"Even if you stop me, will you die?"

Feng Chenghan just shook his head hesitantly, his eyes were calm and neutral, his hand holding the sword was firm, "I promised fellow Daoist Jin, and I will keep this promise.

Feng Chenghan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and swung his sword out, "Sorry, Master."

He also knew that this move undoubtedly used Tang's arm as a chariot. Xie Fuwei was only a little lucky. Feng Cheng's brows twitched and his face was cold.

The huge gap in cultivation between the two made Feng Chenghan even more shocked and ashamed, his lips pursed tightly. Unexpectedly, he still overestimated himself.

Even so, Feng Chenghan's face did not show any sign of retreat, the young man's brows froze, and he raised his sword again!

The sword realm is like a broken glass mirror, cracked inch by inch, the mountains and rivers hang upside down, the sun and the moon fall! Fei Xue Ruo swirls up, and the petals are wrapped in sword energy, turning into sharp blades that cut bones and flesh!

In a short time, Feng Chenghan saw red again!

Blood dripped from the feet of his robe, winding into a shocking stream.

But it was Xie Fuwei who was short of breath.

Xie Fuwei's silver hair was messy, looking at the blood stream under Feng Chenghan's feet, his always indifferent and beautiful face frowned rarely, giving rise to a sense of discomfort.

He couldn't help but stretched out his articulated hand and covered his forehead. He felt a headache, a splitting headache.

... What will Jin Xianyu think when he sees this scene?

Will she feel Feng Chenghan's sacrifice?

A cold thought slowly emerged.

After killing Xiaohan, can he replace him? Like a cold snake wrapped in warm human skin. In this way, will Jin Xianyu be willing to approach him?

Xie Fuwei's face was still pale, he thought silently in his heart, and after a while, he raised his eyes and gave an honest and objective suggestion, except that his eyelashes trembled more frequently, and he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary: "If you continue, you will die."

Feng Chenghan staggered in his footsteps, tried his best to stop, instead of retreating, he advanced, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "This disciple is very grateful to Master for his guidance.

Xie Fuwei's eyelashes trembled faster, and he was a little distracted and a little wandering outside.

Xueguang rarely stabbed his eyeballs to hurt slightly. He rolled his eyes twice and looked at Feng Chenghan, as if he saw Jin Xianyu through Feng Chenghan.

Did she just want to leave him? Why, why wouldn't she stay for him?

It seems that there are countless voices constantly clamoring in the body, and the feeling of being inexplicable has struck again these days.

Xie Fuwei was in a trance, he began to have hallucinations, and vaguely, there seemed to be an erratic voice talking,

"You obviously...you clearly said..."

...

Like a steel-drill inserted into his mind, Xie Fuwei's complexion became paler and paler, and he felt more fragile and fragile.

The man with white hair and white eyes said indifferently: "I'm just obsessed with your flesh-body."

"Your spirit is vulgar, shallow, and unworthy of admiration."

Under these calm and cruel words, the girl's face became paler and paler, and her body gradually became colder, but they didn't notice this.

Until, Jin Xianyu suddenly fell down in front of them.

Xie Fuwei subconsciously stepped forward to catch him.

But Yu Longyao stopped him, Yu Longyao looked so calm and cold.

"Are you going to be deceived by her tricks again?"

He was condescendingly waiting for her plans to fall through.

Jin Xianyu never woke up, Yu Longyao was startled, and hesitantly stepped forward to check her breathing. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xie Fuwei approaching, but he didn't stop it.

Xie Fuwei knelt down halfway in front of Jin Xianyu, the girl's cold hand made his eyebrows twitch slightly.

He took her pale hand to his chest.

Xie Fuwei could feel his heartbeat, which was gentle and powerful.

But the person he touched didn't have a heartbeat or breath.

Yu Longyao was stunned. This was the first time he had lost his temper so quickly. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.

In the next second, Yu Longyao suddenly retracted his hand and took two or three steps backwards, as if he was caught on fire.

She was murdered by the two of them together.

Yu Longyao was dazed, for the first time he felt at a loss and was in a hurry.

He thought, why is this?

He just didn't want her to go.

As for why he didn't want her to go, Yu Longyao didn't think about it, didn't get into it.

He even joined forces with Xie Fuwei.

Xie Fuwei's feelings are weak, and he seldom has feelings and desires. He didn't realize that he had undergone earth-shaking changes because of Jin Xianyu. He was even angry because of Jin Xianyu's rejection. The venom is injected into the skin of the lover.

In this way, Xie Fuwei, who was controlled by emotional impulses for the first time, was extremely handy. With a little guidance, he could become a chess piece in his palm.

At that time, Xie Fuwei sat meekly at the table, no more than ten feet away from him, turned his head slightly, and listened patiently to what he had to say.

She used to tame Xie Fuwei through such imprisonment and abuse, but this time Xie Fuwei used her little experience to try to control her.

Perhaps, Yu Longyao thought, he used Xie Fuwei, which was more akin to revenge. Keeping her in front of her eyes could retaliate against her all the time, and revenge Jin Xianyu who didn’t know how high the sky was, for offending his lover again and again and disrupting his plans , overturned his chessboard, making his nameless fire burst into his heart.

He should be doing it for Xie Fuwei, but he didn't even marry Xie Fuwei last night.

His malice towards Jin Xianyu was inexplicable, and now she is dead...

Thinking of this, Yu Longyao calmed down, he always felt that Jin Xianyu would never die so easily.

Yu Longyao stepped forward again, went to feel her pulse, and probed her heartbeat.

Quiet, silent, became a spreading fear. Yu Longyao had a sense of failure as he punched the cotton.

Yu Longyao's five fingers gently landed on her neck, touching her cold skin, Yu Longyao felt his fingertips hurt uncontrollably, and he didn't realize how pale his face was. How terrified.

Xie Fuwei was unexpectedly calm. He calmly swept away Jin Xianyu's messy black hair, and buried his face in front of her chest, as if he died with her in his arms.

Jin Xianyu rested on his loose black hair and closed his eyes tightly.

The strands of lacquer hair were like venomous snakes, and she seemed to be strangled by despair and viciousness.