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

Chapter 203: The Cannon Fodder National Master in the Abuse Story 22



Chapter 203: The Cannon Fodder National Master in the Abuse Story 22

Guo Qing didn't hear what Zhu Yunfei said and suddenly wanted to cry.

He and Xiaomu entered Tianshi Academy together, became disciples together, and learned dancing together. They got used to each other and never thought that one day Xiaomu would leave.

"Brother Guo, it's okay, we are with you." The disciple comforted Guo Qing.

"They are all damned evil spirits, their bones shall be crushed to dust."

Guo Qing thought bitterly that these demons deserved to be damned. They acted recklessly, wreaking havoc on the world and making people suffer.

"Xiaoqing, don't be sad, it will pass." Jiang Nianshu comforted him in a gentle tone.

"Ah."

"Nianshu, you should also take a rest." Zhu Yunfei was frightened when he saw that Jiang Nianshu's face was still so pale.

"Well, thank you, Brother Yunfei."

"You sit down first. I'm going to ask Junior Brother Xiao's friends for some pills. Some disciples are injured." He just saw that all their people were injured by evil spirits.

They were still immersed in what had just happened and hadn't come back to their senses, so they didn't even notice that they were injured.

Only Junior Brother Xiao’s friends have these injuries, so you can only ask for some, or buy them.

The crowd didn't look for another place and just rested here.

When Zhu Yunfei came to ask Ning Yu for medicine, he thought Ning Yu would not give it to him. He did give it to him, but it cost money, so he had no choice but to buy it.

What else can they do? Yu Xing is the only one here who can cure it, and none of them can.

The mercenaries' younger brothers saw that their eldest brother had just been injured and would die if the wound was not treated.

"Brother, I'll go ask him if he's still alive. You'll die if you do this."

Hu Yong said, "No need, I'm fine."

They came out for the money, but they didn't find it. Now they have to waste it because of him. It's not worth it since they won't live long anyway.

"Brother...I can't watch you die." The younger brother put Hu Yong down and ran to Ning Yu.

"Well, do you have any pills left? How much do you want?" The younger brother looked at Ning Yu nervously.

"I have the pills, but they're expensive." Ning Yu replied calmly, as if he was already accustomed to this kind of transaction.

The younger brother gritted his teeth, took out a heavy bag of silver from his pocket, and handed it to Ning Yu. "Is this enough?"

Ning Yu glanced at it and nodded slightly. "That's enough, take it." He took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it to his younger brother.

The younger brother took the porcelain bottle, bowed gratefully, and quickly returned to Hu Yong. Hu Yong looked at the porcelain bottle in the younger brother's hand, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he soon regained his composure.

"Thank you." Hu Yong said in a low voice, took the porcelain bottle and swallowed the pill.

He knew that these pills might not be something they could afford, so he made a note of the opportunity to sell them to them.

Zhu Yunfei looked at Ning Yu with some doubts in his heart, but he still took the pill respectfully, thanked him, and turned back to the injured disciple.

"Guo Qing, take it and distribute it. There are pills here that can heal wounds." Zhu Yunfei greeted everyone.

The disciples gathered around, took the pills, and looked at Zhu Yunfei and Ning Yu with gratitude. Ning Yu just stood aside calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Ning Yu, where did you get this pill?" Le Zian couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I made it myself." Ning Yu answered concisely.

"Wow, you can also make medicine?" Le Zian's eyes flashed with admiration.

"Yeah." Ning Yu didn't say much. He never liked to talk much.

"Senior Brother Yu, where did you learn this skill of refining medicine?" Le Zian continued to ask, seeming to be curious about everything about Ning Yu.

"I learned it myself." Ning Yu answered concisely as usual, and seemed not to want to dwell on this topic any longer.

"What are you asking? Why don't you practice your magic? Now that you know how powerful magic is, practice it seriously and don't embarrass your master." Xiao said seriously while standing in front of Ning Yu.

"Then why don't you practice? You were just..." fighting.

"Master is not here, I am his senior brother, and an elder brother is like a father, so listen to me." Even if he doesn't want to listen, he has to listen.

So I don’t have to come to Ning Yu every day.

"Or do you know how to do it?"

"I……"

"Go quickly, or go back and tell the master."

"A snitch." Le Zian muttered, but still walked away obediently.

Ning Yu looked at Le Zian's departing back and couldn't help feeling helpless.

"Why, you can't bear to let go?" Xiao Xing said softly.

Look, what’s there to see?

Not as good looking as him.

Forget it now, he is just a small green vegetable, and he is growing to be acceptable.

If he could see his face, he would be fascinated.

Xiaoxing thought secretly in his heart.

Ning Yu looked at this person, muttering something in his heart? He looked wretched and disgusting.

Sit away from him, this man is possessed by an evil spirit.

This is it.

"Are you really reluctant to keep silent?" Xiao Xing's face was gloomy, and the corners of his lips were pursed into a straight line.

"You're thinking too much?" Ning Yu didn't want to pay attention to this person. Why was he crazy?

"Aren't you tired? Take a rest quickly." There's no need to think too much and cause trouble for him.

"Oh."

Xiao Xing sat down next to Ning Yu and didn't go anywhere.

Ning Yu looked at him and wondered what was wrong with him.

"Why can't you just sit aside? Why do you have to sit here with me?"

"Hmph." Xiao Xing still moved his hips and pressed against Ning Yu again.

Ning Yu ignored his childish behavior.

They encountered quite a lot of things this time.

He didn't want to care about the injured Hu Yong and his companions, the disciples of Tianshi Academy, and the missing people. He just followed them.

"Brother Yunfei, do we still need to follow them to find the medicine? Will I be a burden to you?" Jiang Nianshu looked at Zhu Yunfei.

Their people are almost all exhausted, and there is still such a troublesome evil spirit, who can guarantee that it won’t come again?

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. We can find medicine." Zhu Yunfei patted his back.

They should be afraid, so they use magic.

"Don't think too much, take a rest."

The rest time passed in a flash.

"Let's go."

Ning Yu stood up first and walked forward, Xiao Xing followed, and Le Zian, who had just been told off, followed them when he saw them leaving.

He never forgot to practice even when he was resting. Just like Senior Brother Xiao said, he must practice the techniques until he is familiar with them and can speed up his recitation.

Zhu Yunfei stood up: "Let's go too, follow them."

He felt that following them would reduce some danger and prevent him from encountering things he didn't understand.

Hu Yong and the others must follow Ning Yu and the others. It’s okay for them to follow the people who saved their lives.

Their lives matter.

Ning Yu and Xiao Xing walked to the front, dug up some medicinal herbs when they saw them, and stopped from time to time.

Hu Yong and his friends sometimes help Ning Yu get some medicinal herbs. With multiple people digging, they can quickly finish the work and continue on their way.

The disciples of Tianshi Academy wanted to say something but were stopped by Zhu Yunfei.

You can't say anything here. How Yuxing and the others do things is their business and they have no right to comment.

They still protect them. Without them, there would be few of them left now.


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