Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 433: All Things Are Straw Dogs (15)

Awu, the leader of the Xianmen team, decided to take Si Cen back to the Xianshan Mountain to wait for the commander's decision.

Si Cen had only been in the village for one day, and the villagers had no objections.

Xiao Cao'er cried very sadly, and the mother-in-law who took Si Cen in forced two cakes into Si Cen's mouth, telling him to eat them on the way.

Si Cen was not too worried. He thought that he could go up the mountain to look for He Xue.

Since Hexue didn't come back to find him, he would go to find her. If it was confirmed that Hexue was indeed unable to go down the mountain against her will, he would forgive the big white goose.

"Brother, remember to come back and see me!"

Xiao Caoer kept waving her hands and said goodbye to Si Cen.

Si Cen just pursed his lips, turned his head away and ignored him.

He never had any friends, and everyone he met was hostile to him.

The people in this small village seem to have lived in a paradise for too long. They are indeed very simple and honest, but that is also why their love and hate are very simple and clear.

For example, when people first saw that Si Cen was sent by a crane, they thought he was from Penglai Island, so they did not reject him, and many people were even willing to take him in.

But once they know his identity as a demon, they will be on guard and reject him immediately.

The reason why Xiao Cao'er's attitude towards him remained the same was probably because he risked his life to save her life, and because she was still young and didn't understand the seriousness of the matter.

Si Cen had long learned not to have expectations of anyone.

Carrying two still hot pancakes, Si Cen and A Wu climbed onto the back of the crane.

The crane took off with the wind and soared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The cold wind blew on Si Cen's face, making it almost impossible for him to open his eyes.

Only then did he deeply realize how attentive and considerate Hexue was when taking care of him. When he was traveling with Hexue, no matter he was in the form of a big white goose or a human, he had never been blown by the wind like this.

Si Cen looked at the fairy mountain in the distance, feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

What expression would He Xue have when he saw himself?

Oh, there is no expression on the big white goose's face.

But the eyes of the big white goose are very beautiful and must be filled with surprises.

Si Cen felt warm inside and didn't care about the pain on his face from the wind.

After flying in the clouds for an unknown amount of time, the crane finally landed in front of the main hall of the immortal gate.

"Follow me closely and don't move around randomly."

The man named Awu greeted Si Cen.

Although the tone was not harsh, it was stiff.

I think no matter where you are, everyone has a bad attitude towards the demons.

This is not surprising, the demons are a bloodthirsty race that believes in killing. It may be because the living environment is too harsh and barren, so they are born with a warlike gene and love aggression.

Wherever the demons appear, there is always a river of blood and no grass grows.

Si Cen and Wen Li Niang lived in Northern Wilderness for a period of time and heard a lot about the deeds of the demons.

I heard that in ancient times, humans, demons, fairies, and monsters all lived together, and the boundaries between them were not very clear.

However, that also led to constant disputes and wars.

Later, the demons expanded too violently and caused too much disaster. Humans, demons and immortals joined forces to drive out and suppress the demons. They drove the demons to the north of the most barren Northern Wilderness, set up guards at the gates, and did not allow the demons to take another step forward.

Later it was rumored that the demons had launched a counterattack, and a great demon who appeared out of nowhere broke through the entire Northern Wilderness and massacred many areas of the Three Realms. Finally, the mighty ones in the Three Realms paid a huge price to join forces again to severely injure the great demon. His body was decomposed into several parts and suppressed in different locations, and his soul was imprisoned in a secret place for eternity and could never be freed.

Only then did the three realms finally calm down.

Later, as the world changed, the people, demons and immortals in the three realms each divided their territories, namely, the upper cultivation realm, the middle mortal realm and the lower demon realm. They did not interfere with each other and lived in peace.

Si Cen was once very confused, why not just kill the big demon?

Later, I heard that the great demon was born with natural powers and his soul and body were indestructible, so the Three Realms came up with that method.

So, the most powerful person Si Cen knew, apart from the Immortal Master Cen in the upper cultivation world, was the great demon that only existed in legends.

However, the big demon is too far away, and all he has heard are rumors. For Si Cen, Immortal Cen is a more real target that he can chase.

At this time, he finally stood on the territory of an immortal gate.

Although this is not the sect of Immortal Master Cen, Si Cen is still excited to see what the sect looks like with his own eyes.

However, despite his young age, he had experienced a lot and had developed a calm temperament. So even though he felt the unfriendly gazes falling on him, and saw the magnificent and majestic palace that exuded awe-inspiring fairy air, and the dazzling buildings, he did not show any signs of being inexperienced.

Following Awu, he walked across the broad white jade square, climbed countless white jade steps, entered the bright hall, and saw the immortals sitting high above.

Immortals are not much different from humans.

Still two eyes, a nose and a mouth.

Si Cen looked directly at the person in the center, but he couldn't actually see his appearance clearly. He only felt a vague pressure floating in the hall, which made people dare not act rashly.

Awu was talking about the discovery of the magic bird in the small village, and also talked about the scene when he met Si Cen.

Si Cen's thin little body stood there straight, feeling the scrutiny from all directions, and the fingers hanging at his sides involuntarily curled up and clenched.

"Immortal Venerable, how could the demons cross the snowfield? This matter is too strange, and the appearance of this child is too coincidental. The demon bird appeared the day after he appeared in the village. I think this matter is of great importance, so I took the initiative to bring the person back to ask the Immortal Venerable for your decision."

After saying this, Awu clasped his fists and bent down deeply.

"You did a good job."

"This matter is indeed not to be taken lightly. I will discuss it with the other Immortal Lords. You can go back first."

Awu's cheeks flushed slightly due to the praise, and it was obvious that he was very excited.

He forced himself to be patient and said "yes" steadily. He straightened up and turned around. He couldn't help but look at Si Cen before leaving.

Only the small Si Cen was left standing there.

The hall was bright and spacious, but the upper row of seats was far away, giving off a cold and oppressive feeling.

Not only was there a scrutinizing gaze, Si Cen was even sensitive enough to sense as if a cool breath was falling on him and passing through his body.

He knew that it was the spiritual consciousness of the immortals.

They were checking him out in broad daylight.

His back had been tense for too long and was now a little painful.

Some beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"You are a living being in this world, how come you are here?"

The Immortal Lord sitting in the center at the top sighed.

Si Cen opened his eyes wide in astonishment, not quite understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"Forget it, maybe everything is fate."

Si Cen opened his mouth and wanted to ask something, but unfortunately the immortal at the top flicked his sleeves, and Si Cen only felt a gust of "cold wind" blowing in his face.

His eyes blurred, and when he looked clearly again, he found that he was no longer in the hall.