After giving up on love, the female supporting role dominates the world of immortality

Zhuo Jiuyin thought he was dead.

He really should be dead.

When he decided to self-destruct the demon pill to prevent Yan Yixiao from ascending and die with him, his body was blown into countless pieces, and his death was as miserable as Miaomiao who was beaten to death by his palm.

It was a pity for others to self-destruct the demon pill during the Mahayana period, but Zhuo Jiuyin did not regret it at all.

He doesn't want to become an immortal, he just wants to avenge Miaomiao.

Death after self-destruction is a reward for Zhuo Jiuyin, a reward for him and Miaomiao being reunited in the underworld.

But after his death, he didn't go to the underworld as he wished, and he didn't see the wonderful thing he wanted in his heart!

He lay on the bed with dull pain all over his body and bleeding from his forehead, enduring the scolding.

He heard a familiar voice coming, the vicious words "Bitch, get up", which dragged him into the nightmare of his childhood.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man who was beating and scolding him pulled out his whip and hit him hard while continuing to curse, "Get up, bitch!"

Zhuo Jiuyin's body trembled in pain. He subconsciously dodged and rolled off the bed without noticing.

"boom--"

The pain of hitting the ground was too real. Zhuo Jiuyin could no longer deceive himself. He was still alive!

After this knock, he was mostly awake and his five senses gradually became clearer.

The smell of blood and lust that filled the room crept into his nose, and the sticky feeling between his legs made him feel nauseous.

After escaping from the Kunlun Sect, except for Miaomiao, no other monk could get even half a step closer to him, let alone harvest him!

He wanted to tear this ignorant boy into pieces and let him know what would happen if he angered the dragon!

Zhuo Jiuyin opened his eyes and looked towards the man holding the whip, only to see the enemy he had not had time to kill - Luo Qingqing.

In an instant, Zhuo Jiuyin's eyes were red, pictures flashed by, and thick hatred surged into his heart.

It was the beast in front of him who tricked him into signing a twin contract and threw him to the disciples of the Kunlun Sect to collect supplements wildly in order to improve his cultivation.

It was him, because Yan Yixiao said "I hate Miaomiao, but I really like Zhuo Jiuyin", Luo Wuqing controlled him to humiliate Miaomiao, and even ordered him to kill Miaomiao with one blow and become a member of Yan Yixiao's harem!

Perhaps the eyes of Jiu Yue lying on the ground were too sinister, just like Zhang Miaomiao's eyes in the dream just now, and Luo Qingqing felt a fire in his heart for no reason.

He knew that Jiu Yue was cowardly and timid, and never dared to disobey him, but when he stared at her like this, he immediately whipped her again, "You dare to stare at me? Why don't you get up!"

The scene before him was exactly the same as the days when he was humiliated in Kunlun Sect. Zhuo Jiuyin calmed down his thoughts. He realized something and used his spiritual power to explore the demon pill.

As expected, the realm of demon elixir is in Nascent Soul.

He used his spiritual power to search all over his body and found that there was only one twin contract in his body, and the red thread that controlled his consciousness had not yet been planted by Luo Wuqing.

In other words, Luo Wuqing couldn't do anything to him.

This time it became clear that Zhuo Jiuyin was dead. He was indeed dead in the Mahayana period. He was reborn into the body where he was humiliated in the Kunlun Sect when he was a child!

The law of heaven is clear, retribution is not good, Zhuo Jiuyin did not have time to kill Luo Qingqing in the previous life, and there is no reason to let him go in this life!

But he wouldn't let Luo Qingqing die so happily.

A rotten person like Luo Qingqing, how can he be worthy of the rotten things he did if he doesn't get tortured!

Zhuo Jiuyin recalled the way he spoke when he was a child. He put away his resentful eyes, stood up timidly, pretended to be afraid, and retreated to the bed, "Yes... I'm sorry, I don't dare to do it anymore, Lord... Master, don’t hit me!”

Luo Qingqing ran away in a hurry. Not wanting to talk nonsense, he shouted in a low voice, "Hurry up and follow me!"

go?

Zhuo Jiuyin couldn't remember much of the details that happened during this period, and he didn't understand why Luo Qingqing was impatient, but he would not follow Luo Qingqing's wish.

He looked towards the bed and saw "Thousand Faces" lying next to the pillow.

"Thousand Faces" is Luo Qingqing's magical weapon. After wearing it, the monk's face can change. In order to please the disciples of the Kunlun Sect, Luo Qingqing gave the "Thousand Faces" to Zhuo Jiuyin and told him and others to change the faces that those people liked during their dual cultivation.

The turbid Jiuyin must be treated in the person's way, and the person's body should be treated.

He gritted his teeth and said pitifully, "Master, but my spiritual power is exhausted and I can't change back. Can you help me?"

"waste!"

If time hadn't been tight, Luo Qingqing would have wanted to whip him. He walked up with a calm face and wanted to transfer spiritual energy to Zhuo Jiuyin.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer and before his hands were on him, Zhuo Jiuyin kicked him on the knee and pushed him down on the bed with his backhand.

The body has just been replenished in this round, and its level is far less powerful than that of the Mahayana stage, but it is enough to deal with the rookie Luo Qingqing!

Luo Qingqing pressed his face against the bed, shocked and angry. He couldn't figure out why Zhuo Jiuyin, who had always been cowardly and did not dare to disobey him, rebelled against him.

Just as he was about to struggle, Zhuo Jiuyin snatched the whip from his hand, pressed him tightly, strangled his neck with the whip, and said sullenly into his ear, "The twin contract is broken for me."

Feeling Zhuo Jiuyin's request to terminate the spiritual contract, Luo Qingqing immediately cursed in a low voice, "Presumptuous! Who do you think you are! Don't forget that I gave you this miserable life!"

"Get rid of it!" Zhuo Jiuyin tightened his whip.

Zhuo Jiuyin is Luo Wuqing's tool for turning around, how could he be willing to break the contract.

Without Zhuo Jiuyin, how long would it take for his Nascent Soul to transform into a god? How could he escape the pursuit of the Kunlun Sect behind him!

Luo Qingqing didn't know why Zhuo Jiuyin was so crazy. He was usually such a coward, so why was he so weird today?

Could it be that a few sword cultivators went too far yesterday?

No matter why, Luo Wuqing would not agree to terminate the contract.

Luo Qingqing gritted his teeth and threatened, "Don't forget, only I can cure your mother's disease! I will no longer cure you after the contract is terminated, please think carefully!"

It's fine if I don't mention this, but I'll be even more annoyed if I mention Zhuo Jiuyin.

In the past, he was willing to sign a twin contract with Luo Qingwu and was humiliated by the Kunlun Sect. A large part of the reason was that his mother's life could only be hung by Luo Wuqing.

But later he realized that his mother had died a long time ago, and the sickly green snake Luo Qingqing showed him was just a puppet illusion created to deceive him and suppress him!

Zhuo Jiuyin said quietly, "Didn't my mother die long ago? Are you still trying to lie to me now? If you don't break the contract today, I will strangle you to death!"

Luo Wuqing's heart was filled with turmoil.

Seeing that Zhuo Jiuyin's mother could no longer threaten him, Luo Qingqing said shamelessly, "I don't understand! If you have the guts, kill me. If you kill me, your cultivation will be reduced by three levels!"

Descending to the third level means descending from Nascent Soul to Foundation Establishment. For those who care about cultivation, this kind of blow is too big. They are definitely not willing to kill the twin contractors who they can't stand.

But Zhuo Jiuyin didn't care. He chuckled and said, "It seems you want to die, so I'll give you a ride."

The strength in his hand increased, and Ludlow, the whip, was merciless and breathless.

Luo Qingqing knew that he had murderous intentions. He didn't want to die before he could complete his revenge, so he had to break the twin contract!

"I understand, I understand!"

As soon as the spiritual contract was broken, Zhuo Jiuyin loosened his whip and sneered, "You know the truth!"

Luo Qingqing covered his neck and breathed in air. He stood up and glared at Zhuo Jiuyin. When he met Zhuo Jiuyin's indifferent eyes, he actually gave up.

He shouldn't have come here! I just ran away!

Luo Qingqing wanted to escape through the back door, but Zhuo Jiuyin kicked him back to the bed again, "Did I let you go?"

Luo Qingqing collapsed, "What else do you want to do!"

A trace of evil flashed in Zhuo Jiuyin's eyes, and he sneered, "Of course I want you to pay off the debt."

After that, he punched him hard several times.

Luo Qingqing was no match for him. He was beaten completely unilaterally.

Not long after, Luo Qingqing was dying.

Zhuo Jiuyin put the "Thousand Faces" on his face and asked Luo Qingwu to put on his own face.

Luo Wuqing had a bad premonition and struggled wildly, "Why are you so crazy!"

After Zhuo Jiuyin took off Luo Qingqing's clothes and put them on himself, he tore off the bed curtain and tied Luo Qingqing.

"Shh, you're too loud."

After stuffing a ball into Luo Qingqing's mouth, Zhuo Jiuyin whipped him a few more times.

Hearing faint urging sounds outside, Zhuo Jiuyin finally remembered when he was reborn. He was reborn and returned to Luo Qingqing as an exchange student.

In fact, Luo Qingqing would go to a foreign sect as an exchange student every two years, relying on those male disciples to help him improve his cultivation.

Zhuo Jiu glanced coldly at Luo Qingqing who was still struggling pointlessly on the bed. He calmly packed his things, combed the same hairstyle as Luo Qingqing in front of the mirror, cut a veil with the bed curtain and put it on.

He walked out of the house, suppressed his nausea, used spiritual power to change his voice, and said to the eager disciples outside the house, "I taught the little bitch a lesson, and he is angry. Don't let him loose later, after all, he is a Nascent Soul, I'm afraid I'll hurt you. Of course, don't take out the ball of cloth, so he won't curse."

Seeing how considerate Luo Qingqing was, several disciples whistled and entered the house. Zhuo Jiuyin slipped into a forest on the mountain peak, transformed into a snake shape next to a big rock, and quietly observed.

He is not in a hurry, he wants to slowly play Luo Qingqing to death.