Quick wear: let me be cannon fodder, don't even think about it

Chapter 182: The Cannon Fodder National Master in the Abuse Story 1

[78, where is this place?] Ning Yu was sitting on the high platform, looking at the people below, and couldn't help looking at him.

Why is he here? He just had a thrilling fight with Jun Lanyuan.

How did we get here in the blink of an eye?

The buildings look quite similar to those from ancient times. Has he not yet arrived in another world?

The people below looked at Ning Yu, as if asking why he was still silent.

【The stands.】

【Nonsense, how did I get here? 】

[It's not that the original owner of that world died and then moved to another world.] It didn't leave suddenly, it was just that he didn't pay attention to the time.

【Dead?】That shouldn’t be the case.

[Yes! He was killed by someone. He also disabled Song Zhi. This is tit for tat. Both of them were disabled.]

【It’s not about loving someone to death. 】

【Love turns to hate.】078 sighs, it doesn’t understand.

【Tell me where this is? 】

[This is Longyao Country, and the original owner is the national master of Longyao Country. It is said that everyone who has seen him has always looked like this, and has never changed. No one knows how long he has lived. Every Longyao Country Lord will let the national master preside over the sacrificial ceremony.]

[Today is the day when the National Master selects the Holy Son. The National Master has noticed that he is in danger, so he has specially selected someone to succeed him when the annihilation occurs.]

[He didn't know that it was because of his action that what happened later happened.]

[Today he is going to accept the protagonist as his apprentice. ]

Ning Yu looked at the people below. There were so many people.

[Host, these are all people who heard that you are going to accept disciples, so they all came to take a look. The people in front are all sent by various families and sects. They dare not have any bad intentions towards the National Master, but it does not stop them from sending people. If their sons or daughters become the Holy Sons, then their families will be promoted to a higher level. The National Master has a very high prestige among the common people.]

[Even Longyao Kingdom sent a prince here, they really spent a lot of money. ]

[Then why don’t I just not choose?] Then what else can I do?

[No, the Holy Son is the protagonist! Besides, your eldest disciple seems to be the protagonist. He has a good relationship with the elder's male partner Jiang Nianshu. You don't seem to treat him very well because he is a prince and you don't seem to like people from the royal family. If you accept him, let the elders teach him.]

[Oh, I see.] Ning Yu thought that it wouldn't work, so he decided to try another method.

[Because the protagonist became a saint, he likes the protagonist and gives him everything. Because of Jiang Nianyang's body, the protagonist asks the protagonist Le Zian to give him things from time to time, and Le Zian gives everything he got from the original owner to the protagonist Zhu Yunfei. ]

[This is a bit like a sadistic story. The original owner was a warehouse, and all the things he had were given to Le Zian, who then gave them to the protagonist.]

[Both physically and mentally, the protagonist finally realized that he fell in love with Le Zian. 】

[Host, you need to choose a Holy Son as your successor.] 078's voice sounded in his mind.

【understood. 】

"Master, which one do you want to choose?" asked an elder.

Ning Yu glanced at the crowd below, and his eyes finally stopped on a young man. Although the young man was dressed simply, there was a different aura between his eyebrows.

Ning Yu's heart moved. This young man was dressed neatly and decently, and washed cleanly. He had a pair of dark sword-like eyebrows and bright and clear eyes.

"You, come up." Ning Yu said lightly, pointing at the young man.

The young man was stunned for a moment, then reacted and quickly walked up to the platform. He knelt respectfully in front of Ning Yu and bowed his head.

"What's your name?" Ning Yu asked.

"Reporting to the Imperial Master, my name is Xiaoxing." The young man's voice was firm and clear.

Ning Yu nodded. He could feel the extraordinary temperament of Xiao Xing. He decided to choose this young man.

[Host, how do you choose a disciple? You should choose the Holy Son.]

【What's the hurry?】

"From today on, you are my apprentice." Ning Yu announced.

Xiao Xing raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that he would be chosen by the national teacher to become his apprentice.

He just came to see how glorious and glorious this national teacher was, but he didn't expect that he was chosen to be a disciple.

"What, you don't want to? You can refuse." Ning Yu said gently, but his eyes were unquestionable.

This guy really doesn't seem to have a good temper.

"Thank you, Master Imperial Master." Xiao Xing saluted again.

"Ah."

“National Master, when you choose a disciple, is it the Holy Son?” The elder thought that it should be like this, so this young man is the Holy Son?

"No."

"Son of God, I have another choice." Ning Yu looked at the person on the side, with youthful vitality and vigor on his face. Is this the protagonist?

How could he be tortured so badly? Maybe he likes it?

"I, I am the Son of God?" Le Zian didn't expect that he was chosen?

He was so happy that he rushed forward and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to the Imperial Master."

"You are the Holy Son and you are to learn by my side, but you will be the disciple of the Great Elder."

Ning Yu, that's because the original owner might be nearing death, so it's not an exaggeration to say that he is a disciple, because at that time the great elder also wants to accept him as a disciple.

"The Great Elder has chosen you as his master, is it just a title? Or do you want me to teach you? Are you willing?" Ning Yu looked at the Great Elder to see his reaction.

He was used to being the Great Elder, so the National Master threw his first disciple to him and the National Master just acted as a hands-off boss.

He couldn't say anything.

"Master, this is fine." He was also very happy. It would also give him face to tell others that the Holy Son was his disciple.

Xiao Xing stood aside and watched, wondering why this man accepted him as his disciple, while the Holy Son was the elder's disciple.

What did he discover?

"What's your name?" Ning Yu looked at the sunshine, the happy smile on his face, and the worthless look on his face.

"Le Zi'an."

The meaning of this name is really good, it means that the heart is full of sunshine and life is stable and smooth. At the same time, it also expresses the good wishes for his happiness and well-being.

It seems that the person who named it has high hopes for Le Zian.

"Well, would you like to take him as your master?"

"Yes." It's just a name, he can do it.

"Greetings, Master." Le Zian hurriedly bowed to the great elder.

"Okay." The elder responded happily.

"These two are your senior brothers." The great elder walked to the two people beside him, one was the eldest disciple of the national teacher, and the other was his son, who could also be called a senior brother.

"Hello, junior brother. I'm Zhu Yunfei." Zhu Yunfei didn't have any feelings towards this junior brother. Like him, he was thrown to the Great Elder by the National Master, and the Holy Son was kept by his side.

"Hello, junior brother, I am Jiang Nianshu." Jiang Nianshu's gentle appearance made people feel pity for him.

"Hello, brothers." Le Zian had a sunny smile on his face and a pair of bright and clear eyes. He showed a gentle smile, seemed approachable, and made people feel a little bit of favor towards him.

"You can always ask me for help if you have any problems in the future." Zhu Yunfei looked at Le Zian with a warm smile.

He was also happy to have a new junior fellow apprentice.

"Thank you, Brother."

Jiang Nianshu felt uncomfortable when he saw the amiable scene between the two brothers.