Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"……you win."

Yu Longyao said, "You always know how to provoke me."

Jin Xianyu: "You also know how to tell me to hate you."

Yu Longyao paused for half a second and said, "...Love is more permanent than hate."

He took the sword, shook his head and said, "I admit that I can't do anything to you, go back with me, I can spare their lives for you."

Jin Xianyu confronted him without moving, and at this point, she didn't believe even a single sign Yu Longyao said.

She turned her head and glanced in Feng Chenghan's direction.

After persisting until now, Feng Chenghan finally couldn't hold on any longer. He coughed out a little blood and raised his hand to cover his dantian.

It was dark in front of him, and he closed his eyes. The young man lowered his head, but his back was still straight, like a pine and bamboo, open and upright.

The beautiful eyelashes hang down on the eyelids, quiet and tame.

Jin Xianyu retracted his gaze and shook his head: "Why do you say it so grandly."

When I just stood in front of Yu Longyao, it would be a lie to say that I am not afraid of it. Jin Xianyu is also afraid of death, especially afraid that he will never be able to return to his hometown if he dies in this world. Most Chinese people have the habit of returning to their roots after falling leaves and staying alone in another world. So lonely.

She'd rather pay for a cemetery on the outskirts of the city than die here.

Yu Longyao didn't attack her, which was a bit unexpected, but it also meant that Yu Longyao had feelings for her!

She can take advantage of this!

From nothing to now, she finally has a few bargaining chips!

Jin Xianyu's heart thumped, took a deep breath, turned the dagger and pointed the blade in his direction.

"It's a pity, you can't do it, I can do it. Let us go. Otherwise, I will kill myself on the spot."

Yu Longyao's sword is fast and right, but she is faster.

Her attitude is extremely firm, and she is sure that no one can be faster than a person who insists on seeking death!

Yu Longyao said: "The emotions in your eyes tell me that you are afraid."

Jin Xianyu calmly said, "It's human nature to be afraid of death. I'm afraid of death, but I'm not afraid of death."

The last smile on Yu Longyao's face faded, and he stared at her stubbornly: "The two of them deserve you to do this?"

Jin Xianyu thought about it for a while, then smiled and said, "At least it's worth more than you."

She pretended to be indifferent and calm, but there was a murmur in her heart.

Of course, she couldn't stab herself to death with one sword, nor could she seriously injure herself with one sword.

She still has to retain her combat power, of course, the bitter meat plan can still be pretentious.

But if Yu Longyao was really indifferent... Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling embarrassed for her future self.

Yu Longyao was indeed indifferent, he looked at her calmly.

Just as the two were facing each other, a fire dragon suddenly whistled past the two of them!

Jin Xianyu was taken aback, but when his eyes touched the scene in front of him, he suddenly lost his language ability and could no longer speak a word.

The fire burned violently, like a thousand golden scales leaping through the waves, the fire overflowed and sparks splashed!

A tall and straight figure was burning in the raging fire.

The turquoise between the boy's temples fell to the ground with a clatter, and a head of white hair fell. He staggered sideways in front of her, holding a large flame knife in his hand.

White hair and red eyes, strangely beautiful.

Immediately after, a hoarse and tender voice exploded in his ears.

"Master, and you, it's too rude to always let you stand in front of me."

Wei Hanxiao lowered his eyelashes, a few strands of frosty hair scattered on his forehead, and his hair was completely white at some point.

"Jin Xianyu, get out of the way."

Jin Xianyu said blankly, "...Your hair."

Wei Hanxiao said indifferently, "It's just plain white."

Jin Xianyu was stunned, and wanted to say something, but fell into a hot embrace, Wei Hanxiao pushed her out of the standing circle, facing Yu Longyao again, and pulled out the flame sword again. .

"Your opponent is me, stay away from her."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wei Hanxiao's current state is not normal. His eyes are so red that blood is almost oozing out. His facial muscles are slightly convulsed, which is almost the same as the miasma attack before, and his complexion is almost terrifyingly pale.

His cheeks were high and swollen, and the corners of his lips were stained with blood, which was slapped by a wrestler when he was struggling just now.

Being pressed against the ground by his knees, Wei Hanxiao turned his head to bite their palms, no matter how the Luxurier slapped him with a big fan-like palm, he firmly insisted that he would not let go no matter what.

When he stood up, Jin Xianyu realized that a large hole had also been cracked in his left abdomen, and he could hardly find a piece of good meat all over his body.

Wei Hanxiao's current appearance is shocking enough that there is almost no trace of the handsome young man in the past.

But even so, he still made an abrupt look of indifference, his calf exerted strength, his muscles tensed, his toes slammed, and he swung a big knife like a sharp arrow and rushed up! !

One knife after another, in front of Jin Xianyu's eyes, a sword, light, sword, and shadow of sparks flying.

The teenager dashed desperately, as if venting his anger and resentment!

Wei Hanxiao is a quick knife, his movements are more agile than any other fox in the world, but Yu Longyao is faster, not only fast.

Qimen Dunjia, Qiankun gossip, enough to trap Wei Hanxiao and escape!

It is impossible for Wei Hanxiao to defeat Yu Longyao.

Jin Xianyu was so anxious, she didn't even think about it, Fei came forward, raised her dagger, and the hilt hit Wei Hanxiao fiercely! !

Wei Hanxiao didn't guard his back, and never expected a sneak attack from behind him.

He opened his eyes wide and turned to look at her, his pupils almost shrunk into a line, and the unbelievable pain and fear of being betrayed quickly passed through his eyes.

His body fell limply, Jin Xianyu quickly caught Wei Hanxiao, and without thinking, put the spiritual core in his sleeve into his mouth.

When she rushed forward bravely, Yu Longyao immediately withdrew her hand, seeing her series of actions, he unexpectedly did not stop her.

After laying Wei Hanxiao on the ground, Jin Xianyu looked at Yu Longyao again, "Now, we can continue the negotiation between us."

Yu Longyao didn't answer, he walked towards her.

Jin Xianyu froze all over, his nerves were tense, he moved indifferently, struggling to keep himself from dodging.

Yu Longyao kept walking in front of her, his face was cold, and he wanted to say that she didn't have to threaten him. If he can't make a move, it doesn't mean that he can't stand by and look at her to seek death.

He had already sorted out his thoughts and would not let Jin Xianyu's clumsy tricks full of mistakes affect his mind.

He said coldly: "Seeking death, you can try—"

Halfway through the words, Yu Longyao suddenly stopped, as if thousands of needles had been stabbed into his head, and it was him, he couldn't help breathing, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly speak.

This pain is not only from the body, it seems to come from the depths of the soul, and it is so familiar that it is palpitating.

"What do you have to negotiate with me?"

"Do you think I still care about my old relationship?"

"You saw her too?"

... Countless images poured into my mind, and they fell apart quickly in the interval when people wanted to capture. Yu Longyao was sweating coldly in pain, her heartbeat was abnormal, and the blood vessels in her temples were pounding.

Regret, regret, loneliness, unwillingness...

A little carelessness seems to make people fall into the dark abyss.

He tensed up suddenly, not allowing himself to fall behind in front of Jin Xianyu, his muscles spasmed because of the pain deep in his soul, and a drop of sweat fell from his forehead and hung on the tip of his nose.

Jin Xianyu's heart tightened, Yu Longyao was in a wrong state! !

The body is already one step ahead of consciousness, and the sword is striving to stab!

It is a pity that this sword did not stab his life. At the critical moment, Yu Longyao was able to separate her mind and reach out to resist.

laugh!

This sword only pierced through his palm.

pity. Jin Xianyu's mind popped out of two big words of regret.

She didn't dare to be distracted, for fear of leaving the weapon at Yu Longyao's place, she immediately pulled the sword back.

Yu Longyao glanced at her, then lowered her head to look at her blood-drenched palm, and watched it quietly for a long time.

He suddenly made a move that shocked Jin Xianyu.

Yu Longyao didn't seem to feel the pain, so she grabbed the blade with her right hand and moved it in front of her!

This action was too unexpected for Jin Xianyu. When she came back to her senses, she had already been brought into Yu Longyao's arms, and the blade entered his palm deeper, scraping the bones of her hand and issuing a command. A sour squeak.

Slightly cold, the blood is mixed with a cold fragrance.

Being pulled into Yu Longyao's arms, Jin Xianyu's face immediately turned pale.

Oops.

She was like a poor bunny struggling to survive, resisting bravely, not knowing what was waiting for her.

A soft object landed on her lips.

Jin Xianyu's eyes widened, but he couldn't say anything.

Yu Longyao did nothing, he just lowered his long eyelashes and kissed her.

She wanted to struggle, but Yu Longyao hugged her waist tightly, and the blade that ran through his palm could still be used as a hidden weapon by him at this time, and pressed against her waist like a demonstration.

Who the **** is this guy!

Yu Longyao kissed very gently.

The tip of his tongue entangled with her slowly and slowly, but gradually he lost his patience and rolled on her lips almost rudely and irritably.

After a long while, he recovered his body in a leisurely manner, pulled out the sword in his palm, and threw it on the ground.

Dang bang.

Yu Longyao didn't even look at the dagger, her **** palm gently caressed her cheek.

"I admire your appearance today, so I want to see how far you can grow." Yu Longyao pressed her slightly red and swollen lips, he sighed, showing a distressed expression.

Jin Xianyu didn't move, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were cold.

Yu Longyao lowered her hand and said, "I am willing to give you this opportunity."

"Go, I'll come back to you later."

"If you lose to me again at that time, you won't be able to end it so easily."

"Similarly, if you beat me." He lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly raised his face to reveal a shy, childish, and lovely smile.

"Then I'm willing to admit defeat."