Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Wants to Fight

A certain woman, for some inexplicable reason, became bound to an arrogant and deceptive system. She transmigrates into the bodies of cannon fodder characters in various worlds, fulfilling their wi...

Chapter 555 The Tribulations of the Mortal World (Part Four)

“Benefactor, you will vomit even if you eat it, why waste food?”

"It's all because of you!"

"Amitabha, there's no need to thank this humble monk too much. Just do what little you can to help."

"you……"

Wanting him, Shui Yuntian, to be a servant is truly wishful thinking!

The weather was suddenly cold. I tried to get up, but as soon as I lifted the covers, a gust of cold wind slipped into the blankets, and I shivered involuntarily.

Previously, Shui Yuntian was lying there unable to move, and all his attention was focused on the bald man next to him, wishing he could devour his flesh and draw his blood.

Now, his acupoints have been released at some point, and he has regained his strength, but he is completely naked!

Needless to say, it must have been this monk who did this!

"Bald monk, what exactly did you do to me?"

Shui Yuntian was filled with shame and indignation. Even though they were both men, he didn't have the urge to be stared at naked by another person. Besides, this monk in front of him was completely unpredictable. What if he had a peculiar fetish? Wouldn't he be at a huge disadvantage?

“Amitabha Buddha, the Buddha said, we come into this world naked and we leave naked. We originally have nothing in life, so why should we act like a little girl?”

"Ugh, you stinky monk, if that's the case, why don't you just go around naked?"

Shuiyun was in a terrible mood. Even when she was chased by the enemy to the point of barely having a breath left, she had never felt so frustrated as she was now.

“Amitabha, I am a monk and would not dare to offend the Buddha’s eyes.”

"You bald bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

“Amitabha, benefactor, the Buddha said, ‘I will not accept this.’”

"you……"

He spat out another mouthful of blood, staining the bedding a bright red plum blossom pattern.

“Amitabha, it seems that this year is unlucky for you, and you may face a bloody disaster. If you stay by my side in the future, I will surely protect your life.”

"You bald bastard, you just wait!"

Shui Yuntian had blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, and his voice lacked strength.

"Amitabha, do you want clothes, benefactor? With the mercy of Buddha, once you have raised enough money, this humble monk will have the waiter go and buy them for you."

"You're such a pervert..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shui Yuntian fainted again.

Xiang Wan shook her head. The future demon was dizzy all the time, which was really a headache.