Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"Your hair hasn't been wringed yet." Jin Xianyu hesitated for half a second, then walked over with a clean towel.

Xie Fuwei's eyelashes trembled, he recovered from his withdrawal, and asked of course, "Do you want to help me?"

"Then sit down."

While speaking, under the candlelight, a drop of crystal water slid down his eyelashes, and his beautiful eyebrows were like white tan in the night.

Although his status is lofty and he is known as the pinnacle of kendo in the world, Xie Fuwei's facial features are very soft, his cheeks are like white petals stretching in the night, and the whole person is like a euclidean flower that blooms and falls in the night.

The orchid musk deer curls with the wind, and the ice muscle and jade bones are fragrant, and it has a quiet and ethereal beauty.

It is enough to be called a big chirping beautiful girl.

Jin Xianyu reached out and poked at his glowing white cheek.

Xie Fu raised his chin in confusion.

Ice, cool, soft, the touch of the fingertips is a bit bouncy.

"It's a bit like rock candy cake." Jin Xianyu blurted out.

Xie Fuwei turned his eyes when he heard the words, stretched his neck to show off his items, and showed his high quality, "What is a rock candy cake?"

"You haven't eaten it?" Jin Xianyu pondered the language, "It's... a kind of snack. You haven't eaten it, I'll show you another day."

Perhaps having obtained a satisfactory answer, Xie Fuwei lowered his eyes and did not speak, letting her move.

When wiping his hair, Jin Xianyu's actions can be described as simple and rude. But Xie Fuwei's hair is really beautiful.

A silver hair stretched straight to the waist, dimly lit by a faint silver brilliance, the bright moon was like frost, and it was a little lingering in his hand, like the gurgling water flowing through the fingers.

Jin Xianyu's movements involuntarily slowed down and became lighter.

His hair was also fragrant, a fragrant mist that was almost overripe.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but Jin Xianyu felt that the aroma was getting stronger and stronger, and it even made her feel dizzy.

Like the stamens of the petals stretched when the flowers are courting, they are slim, and they unconsciously exude a signal of invitation, swaying with a blurred fragrance.

Well, she knew that her idea was quite common indeed.

She had to find a topic to break this dizzyingly ambiguous fragrance.

"Have you always lived in the Twelve Cave Heaven?" Jin Xianyu asked.

This topic is not a whim, and Jin Xianyu is sure that she wants to know more about him.

As on the desert island that day, she suddenly realized that she didn't know him at all. No matter how "inhuman" his behavior is and how "three-nothing" his personality is, he is still a person with a lively, beating heart.

How did his character come about?

It's not about love, it's more like a quest for allies.

She is willing to coexist peacefully with Xie Fuwei and wants to know more.

"I can't remember." Xie Fuwei raised his eyes and shook his head, his eyes were confused, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fog.

"I seem to have been born in a small mountain village when I was young."

This is the first time Jin Xianyu has heard Xie Fuwei talk about his childhood.

When talking about these things, Xie Fuwei calmly seemed to be talking about a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

Xie Fuwei's family background is very mediocre, not a born nobleman, and his parents are ordinary farmers.

Because of his white hair and white eyelashes since he was a child, and his strange appearance, he was often regarded as a monster in this small mountain village. His father, or the whole village, suspected that he was born from fornication.

In that feudal and conservative family, his existence was undoubtedly a stain, making his parents and family members unable to lift their heads when they went out.

Later, he encountered a severe drought. As the youngest son of his family, he was sold to Twelve Dongtian as a handyman. He paid with one hand and delivered the goods with one hand, and completely cut off contact with his family.

He was too young and clumsy, and was beaten and scolded at every turn. Until he was caught by the elders of the Twelve Cave Heavens and brought them back to cultivate them carefully.

From then on his life was nothing but the sword.

This was an unexpected answer to her that seemed reasonable.

No wonder Xie Fuwei would develop the character of today's Three No Ones, and Twelve Cave Heaven was indeed cultivating him as a weapon.

"Afterwards, they were all afraid of me, so they didn't allow me to go down the mountain."

Magic weapons need to be sealed in the sword box, they should not have self-awareness, they can only be taken out and used when they are needed.

Jin Xianyu really wanted to say something about Xie Fuwei's childhood, even a few words of comfort, but when the words came to her lips, she felt that it was meaningless, and she was always bad at words.

"Then I was happier than you when I was young." Jin Xianyu thought about it and sat down beside him.

This was the first time she shared her childhood with Xie Fuwei. Her childhood was actually lackluster.

However, her family is harmonious and friendly. After school, she has played many games such as rubber band jumping, big rope jumping, iron ring rolling, marbles, etc. She also ate sugar and ice cream. Gym, ice skating rink.

She racked her brains and tried to describe her childhood in a more interesting way, hoping that Xie Fuwei could feel a little joy in her childhood.

This seemed to be a very novel experience for Xie Fuwei. He looked at her in a dazed way, "What does ice cream taste like?"

After another pause, he added, "...I don't want to eat."

Jin Xianyu's mouth twitched slightly: "...Yes, you don't want to eat it." She didn't dislike him for eating too much!

"...The taste of ice cream has a strong milky fragrance, and it's cold, I can't tell."

This question caught Jin Xianyu by surprise. She thought about it for a long time, but because of her poor expression, she didn't know how to describe it better.

Wait, she can bring him into her sea of ​​consciousness! The Sea of ​​​​Consciousness will simulate the memories in her mind, and will naturally reproduce the ups and downs she has tasted.

"I'll take you into my sea of ​​consciousness next time to try it out."

Xie Fuwei leaned forward unconsciously, and it was impossible to notice it without careful observation.

At this time, Xie Fuwei had faded away the halo that the outside world had imposed on him, and instead looked like a cool and docile large pillow, or a beautiful doll that she was allowed to play with.

Maybe it was because he was too engaged in the chat just now, and when Jin Xianyu came back to his senses, he realized that a few strands of silver hair were caught in the collar.

"Wait, the hair is stuck in the collar." She hurriedly said, "I'll get it out for you."

"Okay." Xie Fuwei bowed his head obediently, and a few strands of silver hair fell in front of the auricle.

The silver collar was heavy in his hand, cold to the bones, and the pattern was carved into the shape of a silver snake, coiling around the neck.

It may be that it has been worn for a long time, and Xie Fuwei's neck has been strangled with a faint red mark.

With a "click", she undid the collar and patiently smoothed the hair stuck on it.

After doing all this, holding the collar, Jin Xianyu was speechless for a while, hesitating whether to wear it or not.

Conscience told her she should take it down. But rationally told her that wearing the collar was her protection, and... Xie Fuwei was really embarrassed to wear it.

Even if she is not a fan of the alphabet circle, she has to admit this.

Even if the love thread is cut off, the nature of the color batch will not change. Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken a fancy to the pretty boy Yu Longyao.

Xie Fuwei has an intuition similar to that of an animal.

"I don't care." He raised his head and looked at her as if he had noticed something. His hand under his sleeve groped and firmly grasped her wrist. "All of this is my willingness."

Rather, he felt at ease only when he was chained.

With the sound of a thin cloth rubbing, Xie Fuwei suddenly changed his posture, sat up on his knees facing her, raised his long hair to expose his neck, and said softly, "Please help me button it up."

...

When he didn't get a response, he raised his face, breathing up and down, his eyes like milky white stars flashing over the forest.

The silver moonlight fell on his peaceful eyebrows, and Xie Fuwei looked like a believer looking up to the gods above.

The trembling snow eyelashes seemed to be waiting for the judgment of the gods.

"Okay." The girl grumbled helplessly, stepped forward and helped him buckle the collar.

God says, He allows it.

**

As Jin Xianyu expected, the next day, the scandal between Immortal Dongzhen and a woman surnamed Jin around him quickly spread throughout Daxianzhou.

Body is heavy.

Early in the morning, Jin Xianyu opened his eyes in a daze, almost out of breath under the weight of his body.

Xie Fuwei still maintained that curled up posture, holding her in his arms with arms and legs like a snake. He slept very deeply, rarely peaceful, the golden sunlight shining on his face, there was a kind of childlike tranquility and innocence.

Without waking him up, Jin Xianyu struggled out in embarrassment, took a look at the jade token, and after seeing the news on the jade token, she held the jade token and walked away for a full minute, and then slowly Come back to your senses.

This news will not be spread by Zhang Lianying.

Yesterday, Xie Fuwei accompanied her in such a "high-profile" manner at the Penglai Academy, where many people came and went. There must be many people who recognized him.

No, it is not so much a high profile, it is better to say that Xie Fuwei lacks the necessary common sense about life.

Xie Fuwei, Immortal Lord Dongzhen, has been keeping himself clean for hundreds of years. If there is any kind of sword **** in this world, in the eyes of everyone, he is equivalent to dedicating himself to the saintess of the sword god.

Jin Xianyu suddenly had an ominous feeling that her next school life might be... very busy.

Most of the news on the jade card is curious to find out where the Jin family is sacred.

It's just that compared to later generations, the atmosphere of the discussion below is obviously much gentler and more restrained, and of course there are also expressions of envy, because they can get the one-on-one, hands-on, small-group counseling of Immortal Dongzhen.

Jin Xianyu: What's wrong with this?

It seems that everyone in the world of self-cultivation really keeps cultivation in mind at all times. Thinking of this, this person next to her pillow really needs to reflect on herself.

**

Xiaoxianzhou.

The bonfire is about to burn out, and it will go out.

The sky turned a faint orange red, Wei Hanxiao frowned and walked to the crowd, kicked into a ball unceremoniously, not knowing what the crowd was eagerly discussing.

"Hey, get up."

This is the cronies he has gathered these days.

He is about to rely on these cronies to enter the Royal Palace of Wei and seize the throne.

His father was too old and cowardly, and his children should inherit his inheritance.

In the past, these cronies always had to play with his hilarious faces. But today, when they saw him, they seemed to have seen a ghost, winking at each other desperately, protecting something in their hands.

"Give it to me." Wei Hanxiao keenly sensed something was wrong.

"Give it to me," he stressed.

The young man was very tall, with slender limbs and a thin body. His expression was a little gloomy, and his pigeon-blooded eyes seemed to float with a faint shadow.

The miasma has been cleared away, and Wei Hanxiao's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds these days.

Everyone, look at me and look at you, one of them scratched his head, "It's okay to show you the words before, but don't be angry, Canglang."

Wei Hanxiao suddenly had an ominous premonition: "What are you doing behind my back?"

"It's not so much what we did behind your back," the man muttered, "it's better to say...what did we do behind your back."

These three words were very vaguely bitten, Wei Hanxiao frowned and said, "Who?"

The jade card was brought to him, Wei Hanxiao glanced at it lightly, his pupils suddenly shrunk into a line, and his complexion changed suddenly.

He didn't even realize how ugly his face was now.

The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone held their breaths and looked at each other, not knowing how to react.

Until Wei Hanxiao suddenly snorted, breaking the silence, "Humph, are you afraid I will see this?"

He glanced at everyone blankly, "How much do you look down on me?"

Touching the blood-red eyes of the young man, someone hesitated: "...Canglang, we are worried about you."

"Rather than worry about this, it is better to worry about the decisive battle in the future."

After he finished speaking, he was interrupted sharply, Wei Hanxiao interrupted the other party sharply, opened his hand, and the jade card in his hand had been turned into powder by him at some point.

It was quickly blown away by a gust of wind.

He turned away coldly, "boring."

"...Also, no one is allowed to tell Master about this matter."

Although Wei Hanxiao left such an order before he left, Feng Chenghan was not a child who could be deceived by others, and he knew everything in just one afternoon.

Feng Chenghan's expression was unexpectedly calm, and he calmly put away the jade card without any strange expression on his face.

This calm made Wei Hanxiao feel stunned, even absurd.

"So, you also like Jin Xianyu?" Wei Hanxiao asked lightly, handing the grilled fish to Feng Chenghan.

"Also?" Feng Chenghan looked sideways, and soon noticed this unusual word.

Wei Hanxiao paused: "...I'm talking about Xie Fuwei, you and Xie Fuwei."

Feng Chenghan's gaze fell on the grilled fish, as if he was deliberately avoiding Wei Hanxiao's gaze, which would embarrass him.

"she's fine."

Wei Hanxiao suddenly stood up for some unknown reason, with an angry look on his face: "You should call her Mistress."

Feng Chenghan's face turned pale for a while, and his lips pursed: "You should also call her grandmother."

This sentence made Wei Hanxiao speechless.

But Feng Chenghan's next sentence made him stiff in place.

"What about you, Han Xiao?" Feng Chenghan asked without hesitation, "Don't tell me you don't care about fellow Daoist Jin?"

"What nonsense, I didn't—"

He couldn't say it, Wei Hanxiao realized this in shock, and the color on his face suddenly turned pale.

This is almost the first time Feng Chenghan lost his temper. He has always been docile and reserved, never putting anyone in an embarrassing situation. He didn't even think about it before he said that.

The atmosphere was a bit tense.

"I'm sorry, Han Xiao." Feng Chenghan knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, and felt deeply guilty, "I didn't mean that—"

The wilderness is quiet.

The night wind whizzing by was cold.