Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 364 He is the Cannon Fodder Phoenix Man (4)

Si Cen looked up and saw a three-story building hidden in a secluded place.

Through his escape just now, he had a rough observation and found that this place seemed to be a large manor built with a unified plan.

There are many Heavenly Masters living here, but there are also many other people.

It looks like a vacation place, and from what the two rookie Taoist priests said, they think some Taoist priest competition is being held there.

But now, in the small building in front of him, there was not the slightest breath of the Heavenly Master, nor any other miscellaneous breath. There was only the breath of three or two living people.

"Okay, it's decided to be you!"

Si Cen muttered and rushed into the small building.

He did not notice the very tiny strange fluctuations in the air when he entered a certain range outside the small building.

He didn't even notice in time that Xiong Qing and the other man who were following his scent happened to witness him diving into the small building. They were so shocked that they opened their mouths wide and stood there pretending to be dumbfounded.

Xiong Qing was still holding his broken sword, and he and the round-faced Taoist priest looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a long while, the round-faced Taoist priest lowered his chin with difficulty and blinked at Xiong Qing, "Xiong Er, are you still going to chase him?"

Xiong Qing: "What the hell is there to chase him... I'm afraid not even ashes are left of him now. Poor my family heirloom sword!"

Round-faced Taoist Priest: "...Isn't this the one that the association gave everyone in this competition..."

Xiong Qing's face turned red and his neck became thick. "Is it not okay if I just want to take it from me as a family heirloom sword?"

"...Okay, okay! Keep your voice down! How dare you shout here? Go away, go away..."

"But...how could a little ghost dare to get close to here? No! How did he get through the barrier set up outside the building? Or are we dazzled, and the little ghost actually turned into ash when he hit the barrier?"

Xiong Qing was still carefree, "Why think so much? No matter what happens, his end is to turn into ashes. Go back to sleep... Do you think I can apply for a sword from the association tomorrow?"

Si Cen didn't hear the chatter about himself outside. After he entered the small building, he found it particularly clean.

Of course, it not only refers to hygiene, but also the atmosphere here.

Even the spiritual energy in the air here seemed to be exceptionally pure, without the messy evil spirits that he had smelled when he passed by the houses of the Taoist priests during his escape just now.

There is no overly turbid air like that of ordinary people here.

Si Cen felt extremely comfortable staying here.

He looked around curiously on the first floor, but couldn't see any clues. It was just an ordinary house layout.

So he followed the scent of people and floated over to take a look one by one.

There are two people living on the first floor, they look like an older uncle and aunt, and judging by the smell and marks on their hands, they should be the servants in charge of the kitchen and chores here.

There are several rooms on the second floor, including guest rooms, offices, study rooms, etc., all of which are empty.

There is only one room on the third floor, which is quite large.

The last breath of this small building came from here.

Si Cen walked through the door curiously and floated in.

The room was too big and didn't have many things in it, so it seemed very empty.

There was a person sleeping on the big bed in the middle.

Si Cen sniffed gently...he couldn't smell anything special, just the ordinary "human smell", but it smelled exceptionally clean.

He finally floated right above the man.

Si Cen lowered his head and looked.

"Alas……"

As a soul, he sensed the faint fluctuations of the seal.

Then he saw the man sleeping in the bed. Under his disheveled and slightly open clothes, a faint red seal was faintly visible.

As if greeting him.

[Oh my god!!! My villain dad!!]

What is this thing called?

After reading the original text, Si Cen did not find any villain that fits the bill for his Little Cake. Moreover, his cannon fodder plot in this world was too simple and sloppy. He even felt that he would not meet Little Cake here.

Who would have thought?

The little cake was brought to him like this?

Oh no, he was sent to the cupcake.

Si Cen's fox eyes were gleaming with excitement, and he floated directly and sat on the sleeping man - after all, he was a ghost, had no weight at all and was not afraid of being discovered.

He supported the other's chest with one hand and leaned down to carefully observe the man's sleeping face.

In fact, after going through so many worlds, although not all the cakes in the world look the same, there will always be similarities in one way or another.

Even though Si Cen still didn't know what he originally looked like, his intuition was sure it would not be far off.

The same thing happened to the face before me now.

He had the same cold and stern long eyes, thick and long eyelashes, a high nose bridge and thin lips.

He has a handsome appearance with a fierce aura.

But when she deliberately restrains herself, she can conceal the aggressiveness in her temperament, only giving Si Cen a feeling of gentleness, tolerance and pampering.

Si Cen stretched out his hand and carefully traced the other's facial features, then chuckled and whispered, "My man is so handsome, hehe~"

The sleeping man seemed to be dreaming about something. His brows wrinkled slightly, then he tilted his head and turned over.

Si Cen is a soul.

He won't be thrown off, but his transparent tail-like legs will be crushed... or visually speaking, they will be penetrated.

Although Si Cen didn't feel it, he still felt like he was being suppressed. He couldn't help but let out a delicate "Aiya" and said aggrievedly, "You're suppressing your baby Cen Cen~"

Knowing that others couldn't hear him, he made even louder noises, causing the system to get electronic goose bumps.

"hey-hey……"

Si Cen soon made herself happy again and floated to the side where the man's face was facing. At first, she sat on the ground obediently, holding her chin and staring at him.

But before I knew it, I couldn't explain why, I gradually felt sleepy, and then I went from lying prone to crawling onto the bed unconsciously, and then I got into the man's arms and fell asleep~

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo..."

Rong Jue (jue, second tone) opened his eyes and moved his body back a little, letting the daring kid automatically leave his arms, and looked at the other party with a very complicated look.

Where did this little devil come from?

Not only can it penetrate his barrier without any harm, but it can even get close to him safely?

Also, weren’t those words he just muttered a little too much?

What about 'my man', 'your baby' and so on.

Could it be that this kid is also a little pervert?

Of course, these were not enough to surprise Rong Jue, who was usually cold-hearted, remained calm even when faced with a mountain collapse, and had seen all kinds of big scenes.

What really surprised him was that he was not averse to the little devil's approach.

This is an unprecedented situation.