I'm a cannon fodder, and it makes sense to know XNUMX million points of skills, right?

Chapter 16 Waste dies from talking too much
Zhong Yiyan is a direct descendant of the great elder Zhong Baiyu. He is the fifth among his generation in the clan. At the age of 19, he is still in the late stage of Qi refining and has no signs of perfect progress, but this does not affect his Qi refining in the Zhong family. Become the king of a generation.

Behind him were twelve members of the Zhong Family Qi Lian, with him as the leader, and all of them looked at Zhong Lingge with disdain.

"You were selling tokens over there just now? How many spirit stones did you sell?" Zhong Yiyan stood at the end of the queue entering the city, his tone was unkind, but he was afraid of Yin Manman next to Zhong Lingge and did not dare to get too close.

"I'll tell you if you get closer." When Zhong Lingge saw his fierce look, he felt like a wretched worm.

Zhong Yiyan has loved bullying people since he was a child. With the support of the elders, he often bullies his younger brothers and sisters.

The other children were protected by their elders, and their situation was slightly better. She was the only orphan without parents, and was bullied the most.

In addition to kicking him for fun, Zhong Yiyan also cut the huge spirit insect into pieces several times and threw it on her bed with the doglegs.

What is hateful is that the brothers and sisters in the clan who were bullied by Zhong Yiyan not only failed to empathize and unite with the weak, but intensified their bullying in order to please Zhong Yiyan.

She can still recall the fear she felt at that time.

He was afraid of seeing spiritual insects when he opened the quilt, afraid of being beaten, scolded and ridiculed for no reason. What was even more afraid was that he would be stepped on and crushed by this group of people for the rest of his life until he died.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, she was freed from the shackles of the Zhong family and no longer had to be afraid of any of them in the future.

"Why don't you come over? I wanted to give you half of the spirit stones, but if you don't want it, forget it." Zhong Lingge patted the storage bag with a look of regret on his face.

Zhong Yiyan has been accustomed to snatching things from his younger siblings since he was a child, and has developed a little overlord mentality. He believes that the side branch should allocate resources to him. Hearing this, he has no doubts at all.

"Who said I don't want it! Come with me, I have something to say to you alone!"

Zhong Yiyan did not dare to act arrogant in front of Yin Manman, so he winked at Zhong Lingge and motioned for her to follow him.

"Third Senior Sister, please wait for me for a moment." Zhong Lingge followed without hesitation, and before leaving, he glanced at the clan brothers and sisters who were standing there waiting.She will not let any of these 12 people go.

Entering the woods on the outskirts of the city, the noisy people were cut off by the natural tree barrier. Zhong Yiyan remained silent and walked quickly to a sparsely populated area, obviously wanting to get out of Yin Manman's spiritual consciousness.

Zhong Lingge pretended not to notice anything, and honestly followed behind him, as obedient and silent as when he was a child.

Away from Yin Manman, Zhong Yiyan became bolder, and his tone and expression became increasingly fierce.

"The family gave you the token with good intentions, but you turned around and sold the spirit stone. A lowly side branch without a father and a mother really cannot be brought to the fore. An evil beast like you who cannot feed the family, the family should not be so merciful and allow you to join the sect. , when you reach the age of twelve, you should send them to get married!"

"Don't go any further. My third senior sister's spiritual sense cannot detect this far."

Zhong Lingge ignored his rude words. In her eyes, this man was already dead.

"Who are you, Third Senior Sister! Don't think that I don't know that your Ji Dao Sect doesn't have many people at all, and it's not even as good as a small sect. Will our Zhong family be afraid of you?"

Zhong Yiyan was frightened by being exposed and became angry. He turned around and glared at Zhong Lingge threateningly.

"Take out everything in your storage bag, otherwise you will never be able to enter the secret realm with your hands and feet!"

When he threatened, Zhong Lingge's mind had already fallen into a state of alert. With a thought, the Linglong Tower broke through the storage bag and rose into the sky.

The thick and dazzling gray-white spiritual light broke through the air, and wherever the light touched, the spiritual energy vortex surged.

"Bitch! You dare to attack me? Aren't you afraid that my great-grandfather will take you back to the Law Enforcement Hall?!"

Zhong Yiyan simply couldn't believe that the ferocious female cultivator in front of him who was wielding a first-order super-grade magic weapon was really the cowardly idiot he had bullied since childhood?

"Okay, okay, okay! Since you made the move first, don't blame me for being rude! I wanted to let you live in the secret realm for a few more days before killing me, but you took the initiative to bump into it -" When Zhong Yiyan was talking nonsense, Linglong Tower Thousands of light blades shot out from the first layer, penetrating like dense raindrops, attacking him overwhelmingly, making it impossible to avoid him.

The first-level mid-level defense suit on his body was instantly rotted into strips, and the exposed skin was full of big holes with bone-deep holes, and blood was pouring out.

Zhong Lingge only had battle in his eyes, and he had already mastered his body and footwork in sparring with his senior brothers and sisters. Seeing that Zhong Yiyan was showing signs of escaping, he blocked his path at the same time as he took steps forward.

"Zhong Lingge! Are you crazy? Even if the family doesn't want you, don't forget that you have the same blood as us! You are parricide!"

Zhong Lingge sneered and said nothing. She knew that Zhong Yiyan could not last ten breaths, but even ten breaths was too much for her.

"Help! Someone come! Help me quickly——"

Zhong Yiyan had never been as scared as he was now in his 20 years of life. He could no longer see the road in front of him clearly, there was no good flesh on his body, and his internal organs seemed to be torn apart.

He tried to take out the communication talisman and life-saving magic weapon from the storage bag several times, but every time he separated his consciousness, it would be scattered by the light of the tower. The sea of ​​​​consciousness was repeatedly damaged, and he could no longer control the magic weapon.

"Sister Lingge, Xiaojiu, I was wrong, please forgive Fifth Brother! I will say good things about you to my great-grandfather when I go back, and promise not to hunt you down again! By the way, I asked my great-grandfather to persuade the head of the family not to join forces with the Cen family to massacre you. Your sect, please spare me."

Zhong Lingge was not affected at all. Whether he begged for mercy or exposed the Zhong family's secret plan, it was not the most important thing at this moment.

She just wanted to kill him.

The Linglong Tower rotated rapidly according to the thoughts in the mind, the tower body tilted, and sometimes turned into afterimages. The light blades connected into a gray wave of swords. The power was superimposed layer by layer, and it rushed towards Zhong Yiyan who was shouting in panic.

"what--"

Zhong Yiyan, who was running for his life until he was in the dumps, felt waves of unbearable pain spreading throughout his body. His Dantian, meridians, and sea of ​​consciousness all burst at the same time.

The spiritual energy overflowed faster than expected. Zhong Yiyan lay on his back in a pool of blood, staring with blood-red eyes, and vaguely saw Zhong Lingge's face that was similar to that of his childhood, but completely different.

Zhong Lingge squatted beside him, looking at his painful appearance with no energy and half-death. The fear and anger in his childhood memories finally faded away.

It’s great to have the ability to protect yourself.

"The loser died from talking too much, but it's a pity that it's too late for you to understand now." Zhong Lingge picked up a dead branch and poked him in the face. "Do you want to die quickly?"

Zhong Yiyan shed two lines of bloody tears and nodded with all his strength: "I want you to kill me."

His dantian and sea of ​​consciousness were completely destroyed, and there was no possibility of survival. However, his physical body in the late stage of Qi refining could still struggle in severe pain for half an hour. This kind of pain shrouded in death was more uncomfortable than death itself.

Zhong Lingge threw away the dead branches, took off his storage bag with a smile, and put all the contents into his own bag.

"I'm just asking casually. If you want to, then keep thinking."

She was not so kind as to give her enemy a chance to die happily.

Zhong Lingge took out a flying crane talisman and flew Zhong Yiyan to the barren mountains deep in the forest. He found a cave covered by wild vines and threw the half-dead man into it.

She hoped that the Zhong family would find Zhong Yiyan soon, especially Zhong Baiyu.

My dearest descendant is dying, and as a Nascent Soul, I can only watch him take his last breath. I must be very angry and aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)