Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2412: Fight Them to the Bitter End

Chapter 2412: Fight Them to the Bitter End

“What do you plan to do now?” Ning Shu asked.
Yi Liang stared in the direction where the two had disappeared, turned around, and said, “Let’s go home.”
What Yi Liang thought inwardly was that since Yi Rou was only eleven years old now, they shouldn’t be able to make Yi Rou into a furnace so quickly.
He’d take two years to become stronger. Then, he’d go to the Yinyang Sect and fight them to the bitter end.
Yinyang Sect had become Yi Liang’s most important goal in life.
However, things didn’t go as Yi Liang predicted.
Song Han had used a secret technique to escape, but this secret technique castrated his lifespan and threatened his future in cultivation.
After running away for a while, Song Han couldn’t bear it anymore and fell down. It frightened Yi Rou.
Song Han looked at her with a pale face and weakly said, “I can’t go on.”
Yi Rou’s tears suddenly rolled down like a curtain of pearls. She choked and said, “Senior Brother, you’ll be fine. You’ll be fine.”
Yi Rou never imagined that one of her senior brothers would leave her, and suddenly said in a panic, “Is there any way to save you? Any way?”
Song Han was suffering the after-effects of the secret technique, and while his body was weak, he was not actually about to die right there and then. When he saw Yi Rou crying and looking extremely worried, a glint flashed through his eyes.
Song Han clutched at his heart and made himself look so weak, like he was about to die. “There is a way to save me. You can save me.”
“What way?” Yi Rou quickly asked.
“Xiao Rou, do you trust me?” Song Han held Yi Rou’s hand.
Yi Rou nodded with tears in her eyes. “I do.”
“Trust me, I won’t hurt you.” Song Han pressed against Yi Rou’s body. A flush appeared on his face, which had been as pale as paper.
Being crushed by Song Han, Yi Rou instinctively felt uncomfortable, but she chose to trust Song Han.
Song Han endured the pain in his meridians and slowly unbuttoned Yi Rou’s clothes, his eyes filled with eagerness.
Xiao Rou’s yin origin was something that her master and senior brothers coveted. Since Yi Rou was still very young, no one mentioned it just yet, but they had all thought about it.
He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to steal Xiao Rou’s yin origin. Even if their master and other senior brothers blamed him later, by that time, the rice would have already been cooked.
Moreover, Xi Rou herself was willing.
Song Han was harboring these wishful thoughts as he continued teasing Yi Rou.
Yi Rou felt very strange. One moment she felt comfortable, then in another, she felt uncomfortable. She felt an inexplicable sense of shame, but she didn’t resist. In the end, she melted.
Yi Rou innocently and confusedly asked Song Han, “Senior Brother, what are you doing to me?”
“Be good. Senior Brother will make you very comfortable.” Song Han’s voice was low and hoarse. He felt that it was about time, so he started on the main course.
Song Han’s main purpose was to steal Yi Rou’s yin origin.
This time, Yi Rou’s face became twisted in pain. Her body was still very immature, and she felt as if her body was being pierced in half.
“Senior Brother, Senior Brother…” Yi Rou cried.
“Endure it. Just endure it a little more,” Song Han comforted Yi Rou indifferently, and moved on his own.
Although she still felt some pain, Yi Rou gradually felt less uncomfortable. Instead, she had a peculiar feeling of numbness, which spread throughout her limbs and bones.
Song Han looked at Yi Rou, who had become aroused under him, and couldn’t help but smile.
Although Yi Rou hadn’t been made into a furnace, she’d been given some medicinal herbs to make her body sensitive, and that place was very tight.
Although it was a cultivation method, it was also meant to give men ultimate happiness.
Yi Rou might only currently be a preteen, but her body had been made to always be ready to be picked.
Yi Rou’s entire body was flushed red. Her body was undulating, and she fell into a blurred and indescribable happiness.
On the other hand, Song Han, who was on Yi Rou’s body, had a strange expression on his face, frowning tightly.
Why was there no power flowing into his body? The injury on his body was also not getting better, either.
Even an ordinary furnace would be better than this. Using an ordinary furnace would have at least given him some power.
MTL Editor: Ran