Help! As A Cannon Fodder, I Was Pushed Back By The Heroine At The Beginning.

"Brother Li, what do you mean by this?!"

Wang Jie, the boy who spoke first before, said with an unhappy expression.

The young man's pride is at work at this moment!

After all, he is an inner disciple of a first-class sect.

Although he is not as good as Li Yida, the disciple of Qingyun Immortal Sect, the boss of Donghuang, but no matter how you look at it, he is better than that pretty boy.

"Yes! Brother Li, although you are only an outer disciple, your parents are elders of the Immortal Sect, but why are you afraid of being like this?"

Another younger boy, Ren Yu, said in confusion.

"hehe......"

Hearing this, Li Yida just smiled and shook his head.

The outer disciples are nothing compared to Senior Brother Ning who has been in the Nascent Soul for three years!

So what if the elders of the Immortal Sect are like ants in front of the leader of Yifeng!

Thinking of this, Li Yida's face suddenly became serious. He looked at the two friends in front of him and said in a deep voice:

"I know that you two are the geniuses of our sect, but there are some things that ordinary people can't imagine!"

"Look at the other fellow Taoists around in the sky, who dares to get within a hundred meters of that crane!"

"If you two say one more thing, don't go to Sword Burial Villa with me again!"

Hearing Li Yida's merciless words, Wang Jie and Ren Yu were both shocked.

The two of them nodded like groundhogs:

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Senior Brother Li, we don't dare to discuss it anymore!"

Neither of them are fools. If they don't understand the meaning of Li Yida's words, they might as well jump out of the air and die!

...

The Burial Sword Villa is located on the top of a cliff, shrouded in clouds and mist, looming.

The mountain gate is ancient, mottled with sword marks, and exudes a mysterious yet sharp aura.

At this time, all the young disciples in the villa were gathered in front of the villa.

But they looked impatient and complained softly.

"It's so annoying! What is Elder Li doing?!"

"Isn't it just that my son who was cultivating in the Immortal Sect has returned? As for engaging in such a big battle!"

"I almost entered the secret realm just now, but Elder Li... what a shame!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! It won't be good if Elder Li hears you."

At the front of the villa, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man shouted loudly:

"Shut up, everyone, and wait quietly for me."

He doesn't know what these little rabbits are thinking.

It's a fool's errand for a bunch of crooked people like them to still want to recognize the master of the spiritual sword in the secret realm of the cave!

After scolding, Li Erhe looked at his wife beside him and asked cautiously:

"Xiaojie, is what you said before true?"

Just now his wife told him that someone from the Qingyun Immortal Sect was coming, and he was a distinguished guest.

He was so frightened that he quickly called to the disciples of the Villa and came out to greet him!

Bai Yunjie nodded, "Well, the leader of Xiaozhu Peak sent a message not long ago, saying that her direct disciples are passing through here and asked us to entertain them."

Hearing this, Li Erhe trembled all over and lost his voice: "First disciple!"

Li Erhe knew that his wife was a disciple of Xiaozhu Peak when she was young.

But compared to the first direct disciple, they are like heaven and earth!

"Xiaojie, look, is the distinguished guest here?"

Half a quarter of an hour later, Li Erhe pointed to a third-order spiritual beast flying over from a distance and asked.

But why do you feel that the human figure on that spiritual beast looks like my son Yida?

Bai Yunjie shook his head, "No, it's my son Yida. The distinguished guest is behind."

"Oh, that's right! My son said he would be back today, but he almost forgot!"

...

"Brother Li, I didn't expect that you have such a high status here in the Villa! They all came out to welcome you!"

On the colorful chicken, Wang Jie looked at the dense crowd of people gathered in front of the Burial Sword Villa and said with great envy.

"Yes! Brother Li, I think you are definitely not an ordinary outer disciple."

Ren Yu was also frightened by the formation.

The Burial Sword Villa belongs to the Qingyun Immortal Sect, and non-immortal sect disciples are strictly prohibited from entering.

So after hearing that Li Yida was a disciple of the Qingyun Immortal Sect, I wanted to follow him to see this rumored place in the Eastern Wasteland.

"This...this shouldn't be here to welcome me."

Listening to the bragging of the two friends next to him, Li Yida felt extremely happy in his heart, but he still answered truthfully.

Because reason told him that this was not to greet him.

He is just the son of the elder of the villa, he cannot afford such a big battle!

"Brother Li, stop being so modest!"

"Yes! Yes! Brother Li!"

Ignoring the compliments of these two people, the spiritual chicken had already landed, and Li Yida had already seen his father.

"Father, son..."

"Master Li..."

"Master Li..."

Before the three of them finished speaking, they were ruthlessly interrupted by Li Erhe.

"Get out of here! You three, get aside quickly and don't block the way of the distinguished guests!"

"Brother Li, what does this mean?"

When a Dahuashen monk spoke, the two of them certainly did not dare to disobey him.

Just looking at Li Yida who also rolled aside obediently, he was very puzzled.

Brother Li is not the son of Master Li, why is he treated so rudely!

"See for yourselves and you will understand."

As he spoke, Li Yida pointed at the Silver Moon Crane that was flying rapidly in mid-air.

He should have guessed that his father was not welcoming him.

Instead, they were waiting here for Senior Brother Ning and Senior Sister Lu early in the morning.

Following the direction of Li Yida's finger, the two of them saw the crane they just met halfway.

From the crane, slowly stepped down a young man dressed in white as snow, and behind him was a fairy who looked like she was above the nine heavens.

The young man dressed in white is as beautiful as the snow, spotless.

The facial features as smooth as a crown jewel reveal a sense of being aloof and overlooking the world.

But when you look closely, there is a trace of laziness, as if you have just woken up.

But no matter what he felt, Li Erhe, the great cultivator of the God Transformation, had just looked at the three of them with a fierce look and a very unkind tone.

But at this moment, he smiled happily and cautiously walked to the boy's side, just like a pair of dogs meeting their master.

They said in their unimaginable and extremely respectful voices:

"Master Ning!"

Ning Changge responded softly.

"Um."

"Xiaojie, please quickly take Mr. Ning and Fairy Lu into the villa to rest."

Li Erhe quickly ordered his wife who was standing stupidly next to him. At the same time, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He almost recognized the wrong person!

His wife had previously said that she was a disciple from Xiaozhu Peak. When he saw Lu Qingxue's fairy-like appearance, he thought that the distinguished guest was her.

But when they got closer, they found that Lu Qingxue stayed a step behind Ning Changge.

What does this mean? It means that Ning Changge is the real distinguished guest!

"Master Ning, Senior Sister Lu, please come with me."

When she heard her husband calling her, Bai Yunjie woke up with a blush on her face and said quickly.

So handsome!

Moreover, this temperament is unparalleled!

"Thank you, ma'am."

Ning Changge said calmly: "Let's go, junior sister."

After saying this, I was about to move forward, but I found a soft feeling deep in my arms.

Turning his head to look, he found that Lu Qingxue was holding Ning's arm very intimately, as if he was declaring sovereignty.

"land..."

"Senior brother, I didn't rest just now, and I can't walk now, so I want to lend you a shoulder to lean on."

Lu Qingxue explained in a low voice, but she didn't notice that her ears that couldn't lie began to turn slightly red for no reason.

Ning Changge looked at the plump wife of the village owner in front of her, as well as the female disciples around her with pink hearts in their eyes.

He seemed to understand something and chuckled:

"It's okay, as long as Junior Sister likes it."

Anyway, it’s not you who suffers.