I, a Villainous Cannon Fodder, Pick Up the Female Lead at the Start? Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Watching the Monkey Show

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Especially these two, who were also the personal disciples of that person known as the Qinglan demoness Xinlian.

If Xinlian returned and found out what he had done, death would probably be the least of his worries.

Elder Feng remained silent for a mont, not responding.

After all, this entire sche had been planned by him from start to finish, and he had confidently guaranteed it would be foolproof, yet it had turned out like this.

He and Ye Fan were already grasshoppers tied to the sa rope. If Ye Fan died, he would certainly et no good end either.

“Say sothing! This is all your fault! If you hadn’t insisted on taking such an extre approach and coming up with such a rotten idea, how would I have ended up in such a predicant?”

Ye Fan shouted sowhat hysterically, fear and anger intertwining in his heart, causing him to nearly lose his rationality.

“Look more carefully. They must be hiding sowhere inconspicuous.”

Elder Feng’s voice remained calm, yet carried a trace of barely perceptible gravity.

“Xinlian has gone beyond the heavens and won’t return anyti soon. She couldn’t possibly co to rescue them.”

Ye Fan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

At this point, complaining would be useless, he could only hope to find the two as quickly as possible and eliminate them completely to prevent future trouble.

He clenched his fists, his gaze sinister as he looked once again toward the bottomlessly deep cliff.

No matter where they were hiding, he had to find them!

anwhile, Lin Muyu was sitting guard beside the unconscious Su Wanqing.

Her gaze never left the scenery outside the space, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

The wind at the bottom of the cliff carried the sound of falling rubble, like drumbeats striking against one’s heart.

“He… shouldn’t be able to discover us, right?”

Lin Muyu furrowed her delicate brows, her voice carrying several notes of uncertain worry.

Ye Fan’s vicious appearance from earlier was still circling in her mind.

“Don’t worry! When Xiaotao wants to hide, no one can find her!”

As soon as Xiaomu saw Lin Muyu’s gaze turn toward her, she imdiately ran forward on her short legs.

She spread her arms asking for a hug, her round little head nuzzling against Lin Muyu’s chest, bringing a wave of tickling warmth.

Xiaotao also quietly moved closer, gently hugging Lin Muyu’s arm and slowly resting her head on her shoulder.

The three imdiately huddled together, with Lin Muyu looking exactly like a sandwich cookie.

Who knows what the unconscious Su Wanqing would think seeing this scene.

Lin Muyu’s gaze fell on Su Wanqing, who lay unconscious on her lap.

Her senior sister’s eyelashes were very long, but now they were pale as if touched by frost, with blood seeping slightly from the corner of her mouth, clearly she had exhausted all her strength.

“Is that so?”

She murmured to herself, her fingertips gently brushing across Su Wanqing’s cold face.

She suddenly rembered that Xiaotao hadn’t been discovered by anyone for 5,000 years.

With such concealnt skills, it truly seed divine. But Ye Fan was also cunning, so she couldn’t help but worry.

Through her vision, she saw Ye Fan searching back and forth at the bottom of the cliff, his fingertips clenched white, veins bulging at his temples, yet finding nothing.

Sotis he crouched down to move aside rubble, sotis he looked up toward the cliff top.

That frantic appearance made him look exactly like a hungry wolf unable to find prey.

Lin Muyu, who had originally been stirred into a full blaze of anger by him, couldn’t help but want to laugh seeing him running around in circles.

After about the ti it takes to burn a stick of incense, Ye Fan had practically turned the cliff bottom upside down.

Yet he had overlooked that unremarkable, extrely ordinary pebble mixed among the pile of rocks.

It was currently using the surrounding stones to camouflage itself seamlessly.

“Xiaotao, you’re amazing!”

Lin Muyu turned around joyfully, stroking Xiaotao’s pink hair, her tone full of admiration.

Earlier she had only thought this bead was just a storage ring that could store living things, far less directly useful than Xiaomu’s abilities.

But now it seed that this space that could hide itself was no less than a trump card that could save lives in desperate situations.

Its strategic significance was simply imasurable.

In the future, if she encountered dangerous situations again, at least she’d have a place to catch her breath safely.

Being praised like this by Lin Muyu, Xiaotao’s face turned slightly red, her delicate voice carrying several notes of shyness:

“No, no~ As long as I can help Master~”

“Master! I’m amazing too, you know!”

Seeing her spotlight stolen, Xiaomu imdiately clamored in dissatisfaction.

She climbed up along Lin Muyu’s waist, using her smooth cheek to constantly nuzzle Lin Muyu’s neck, tickling her so much that Lin Muyu could only gently push Xiaomu away.

“Both amazing, both amazing!”

Lin Muyu quickly laughed and smoothed things over, freeing one hand to rub Xiaomu’s head.

“Xiaomu is very useful too.”

Only then was Xiaomu satisfied, humming twice before burying her face in Lin Muyu’s neck and refusing to co out.

This childlike nature might have already tried others’ patience, but Lin Muyu, being a teacher, was long accustod to it and even found this straightforward honestly particularly adorable.

At least here, their intentions were all simple and pure.

After pacifying the two overgrown little ones, Lin Muyu’s gaze returned to Su Wanqing.

Her senior sister’s injuries looked truly frightening, her pale cheeks were stained with blood.

Her originally neat robes had been torn in several places, revealing skin covered in bruises.

Even though she had already fed her several healing pills, Su Wanqing’s brows remained tightly furrowed, clearly still not out of danger.

Her problem lay not only in external injuries, but more importantly in spiritual energy depletion.

When she had used Blood Burning earlier, she had nearly drained all the spiritual energy from her ridians. Now the spiritual pulse at her wrist beat so weakly it could barely be felt.

Even worse, that kind of life-overdrawing secret technique had already damaged her foundation. If recovery wasn’t handled properly, it would likely affect her future cultivation.

Recovering from spiritual energy depletion was manageable, she just needed to bring Su Wanqing to a place rich in spiritual energy and let her slowly absorb and circulate it.

But Xiaotao’s bead space had sparse spiritual energy, as if isolated from heaven and earth. It seed they had to get out quickly.

As for the foundation damage… Lin Muyu sighed softly. They’d probably have to return to the sect and ask the Elders from the dical sect to think of a solution.

Those old predecessors who had imrsed themselves in dical practice would surely have thods.

“That hateful Ye Fan, so he’s taking the evil male lead route?”

The more Lin Muyu thought about it, the angrier she beca, silently adding another mark to his list of cris in her heart.

Originally she had thought Ye Fan was following the traditional cultivation novel male protagonist path…

But this madness and unscrupulous thods did indeed seem like a qualified male protagonist.

Though regardless of whether he was so destined male lead or not, for daring to harm her and her senior sister, this debt would be settled sooner or later!

Of course… with her current Qi Refining stage cultivation, she really couldn’t do anything to him. She’d have to wait until she grew stronger.

Lin Muyu silently added in her heart.

Strategic retreat for now.

Through Xiaotao’s space’s “eye,” she saw Ye Fan standing dejectedly at the cliff edge.

Hands on his hips, looking at the cliff with its rolling clouds and mist, seemingly hesitating about sothing.

“Could they have crossed the cliff? I need to chase them quickly!”

Having found nothing, Ye Fan suddenly slapped his thigh as if making up his mind, shouting loudly.

The sword beneath his feet humd once, transforming into a stream of light flying toward the opposite side of the cliff, his figure quickly disappearing into the white mist.

Lin Muyu watched Ye Fan’s performance like watching a monkey, the corner of her mouth curling in mockery:

“Does he think I’m a three-year-old? Such petty tricks won’t fool anyone.”