Outlaw Reborn

In the dark fog-shrouded market, the gloomy atmosphere made this noisy and bustling place suddenly change into a completely different face, like a bright girl, suddenly changed into a seductive face, making it hard to see clearly and unpredictable .Who would have thought that this border commercial city of the Great Cold Country would be surrounded by barriers and haunted by ghosts and ghosts at night. This stall still has a lively atmosphere from all corners of the country, but what is this stall and shopper? , it is unknown.

Faces are hidden under various masks. It is said that there are some non-human species who come here. It's a secret, no one can ask each other's identities, as long as the goods are in hand and the accounts are fair, that's the only rule here.

Bei Jue was wearing a black cloak and a ghost mask on his face. He was heading towards this trip with a clear goal, the opportunity he got in his previous life.

A dark green flame jumped in the sky, maintaining the only light in this ulterior place.For some things, buyers and sellers know what they are trading. If other people see it, the rules in this market cannot be broken. This dark market has hardly gained a reputation.It is better to carry out the shady transactions in secret.

In her previous life, because of the pain of being separated from her mother, Bei Mujue took Yan Qingyong down the mountain and asked Yan Qingyong to visit his mother.And he himself heard about the reputation of this dark market, and wanted to find out if there was anything good that could help Yan Qingyan cleanse his marrow, so as to help him speed up his practice.

Hey, thinking about it, he also broke his heart for the only disciple.He could see the urgency in that kid's heart, and he really wanted to help him.

However, this time when he went down the mountain, he didn't find this good thing for that boy Yan Qinglong.

Standing in front of that familiar booth, I saw that it was exactly the same as in my previous life, wearing a tattered cloak full of patches, wearing a black mask, lazily crossing my legs, opening the front of my clothes, and swaying it with a cattail fan. The stall of the wind.

Bei Jiaojue squatted down, and amidst the yawning voice of the stall owner, asked, "Is it a baby that can help people cleanse their marrow?"

In the dark and cold market at night, the temperature was obviously not high, but this man carried a kind of elegant and lazy air in his behavior that did not match this dark place.It's the kind of old man who is rich and has a very worry-free life, so I can come here as I want, and I don't have to worry about the arrogant nature of other people.

Although he was poorly dressed, the fan didn't look like it was made by a famous artist.But Beizhu Jue spent his life in the market, so he naturally developed a pair of sharp eyes to spot fat sheep at any time. When necessary, he hugged the thighs of those fat sheep, cried for his father and mother, and dragged him around. In the end, those people couldn't do it, There is no way to fight, so I will obediently donate silver taels to him.

Therefore, this person in front of him is definitely a second-generation Xiu who is idle and boring, and wants to find some excitement and fun in his life.Famous sects are very careful about their own treasures, no disciple dares to steal the treasures from the sect and sell them.Only the descendants of those masters of cultivation would not cherish the hard work of their parents. The prodigal came to this kind of place, and it was cheaper for him, who came to pick treasures.

"Washing the marrow?" The second generation of Prodigal Xiu moved his neck slightly, glanced at Beizhu Jue and said, "What do you give in exchange?"

"What do you think of this treasure?" He took out the treasure that he had traded in his previous life from his sleeve, and seeing the man's body startled, he sat up straight suddenly, picked up his treasure, and looked up and down.

Bei Zuo Jue waited quietly, determined in his heart.I thought back then that I was frowning and showed that person a lot of things, until I took out this one, that person let go.This is really thanks to his master who always likes to run around all over the world. He gave him all kinds of weird and weird gifts. He didn't know what those things were.

"Your stuff is good." The man quickly put the baby into his arms, and then took out a book and said, "This is what you want."

Bei Mujue was really in a good mood when he got the chance that he was stupid in his previous life and gave Yan Qingyong. In this life, that kid has no good luck. Let's see when he will form a pill, hum!

However, the most important thing is not this.The first half of this book is about washing the marrow, while the second half is about how to set up and break the formation.And if he wants to leave Jingluan Palace, then this second half is absolutely essential.

After putting away the books, just as he was about to get up, he thought of a certain monster's face, and Bei Mujue's figure was certain.Thinking of where that guy went before, and the scene where both men and women were crazy about him, Bei Maojue felt his heart tremble.

All his life, he wanted to keep a low profile and not draw attention, so as to save the little life he had finally recovered, but if he took that guy as his apprentice, his face would not be low profile no matter where he went.At that time, if you get rid of the obtrusive master because others peeped at your apprentice's beauty and lust, wouldn't that be just as unlucky as in the previous life!

"Do you have something here that can change a person's appearance?" Bei Jiaojue squatted in front of the booth fiercely, and the stall owner who had just accepted the baby was so frightened that he almost thought that this guy had repented, so he quickly took the baby into his arms close.

"Things that change your appearance." Hearing that he wanted to do another business, the stall owner heaved a sigh of relief, picked up a black-colored item from the stall, and said, "Take this Donghai rock mud, just wipe it on your face, You can change your appearance at will, no matter whether you want to be beautiful or ugly, and even the monks who have reached the ascension stage can't see the difference. Ah, by the way, if you want to remove it, just use this bottle of cleanser Just wash it off with dew.”

After solemnly putting away the two treasures, Bei Zhujue finally felt at ease, now he can continue to live his peaceful life.

When Bei Jiaojue got up to leave, the stall owner quickly packed up his things and left.

He set up a stall in this dark market in order to one day be able to find the Northern Yebai Pearl. This treasure is in the extreme north. It has been condensed from the essence of heaven and earth for thousands of years. It takes only two or three pearls in tens of thousands of years. This effect is said to be able to strengthen the soul and preserve the essence, and it can also double the skill. As long as he has this, his brother will be saved. Wait for me, big brother!

Over there, Bei Jiaojue got the baby contentedly. Here, in a desolate courtyard, a middle-aged woman in simple plain clothes was sitting on the bed tiredly, but her eyes were piercingly watching. The child kneeling on the ground looked stern.

The "trash" woman yelled angrily, and the head of the child on the ground lowered even lower.

This humble house is full of large and small holes. In the weird weather of the bitter cold borderland, it is like falling into the hell of ice and fire.

The heat of the day and the cold of the night alternated, making the woman's delicate body, which was pampered and pampered in the palace, sick.Because of the torment of life, the once unparalleled face has been imprinted with vicissitudes of life, and her skin is no longer the milky and white color that emperors love. Now she is no different from ordinary women in this border city, with dark skin and premature aging. face.

The only difference is that she has an untimely arrogance and a weak and sick body that has never really gotten used to the environment.

"That person is said to have used 20 years to form alchemy, and he is a first-class genius in the world of cultivating immortals. With such a master, why haven't you learned the ability to kill back to the palace and take back everything that belongs to you? You are so useless, how can you?" Let me see those sluts begging for my end in my lifetime"

Yan Qingyan knelt on the ground full of dirt and dust, he wanted to say that he had only just started for less than a year, and Beizhu Jue had just started teaching him, how could this practice be so easy.

He knew that others laughed at him as the most qualified disciple in the history of Jingluan Palace. He was a prince before, and no one dared to laugh at him like this, but since he lost everything, everyone can bully him, trample on him.He also wants to learn it as soon as possible, and then take back what should belong to him, but now he doesn't really care about that position. After seeing the incredible world of cultivation, what mood does he have to be the short-lived emperor of the world? But he is just not reconciled, why should his things be taken away by others, even if he doesn't want it, he will take back his own things.

"Mother Concubine" Yan Qingyan raised her head and said, "I will definitely learn it as soon as possible, no matter what method I use"

Seeing the deepness and ruthlessness in the son's eyes that did not match his age, the woman felt better. This is what a child of an emperor's family should look like. No matter how powerful that immortal cultivator is, he is just an ordinary commoner. Sooner or later, she will be trampled under her son's feet. At that time, she will definitely avenge her blood and make life worse than death for all who have failed her.

In the quiet and peaceful inn, everyone had already fallen asleep and was snoring.

Li Mian propped his chin, knelt on the chair, and looked out the window expectantly.

When Bei Zhujue came back, what he saw was the cute appearance of an innocent child waiting for his parents to return home, and suddenly he felt bad again.

Mozun, Lord Mozun is waiting for him!

Just thinking about this treatment in my life, I feel that I will die without regret.

Under the moonlight, a pair of charming eyes looked at the person who was getting closer and closer to him, and the gorgeous flowers bloomed suddenly and were extremely delicate.

"Master, you're back!" A little demon flower fluttered in the wind with a smile, pure and innocent.

"……came back"

Picking up Li Mian from the chair and letting him sit on his lap, Bei Jiaojue took out Donghai rock mud from his sleeve and said, "This is a good thing I bought for you specially for the teacher."

"What's this?" Li Mian tilted his head and glanced at Donghai Yanni, then winked and asked.

"...This is a baby that can save you trouble. Just apply it on your face, and you won't have to go out with your face dirty in the future. He can change your appearance"

"Really, that's great. From then on, I won't meet some strange uncles and aunts. They always like to touch my face, which makes me sick to death." Li Mian frowned and said in distaste.

"... Don't worry, if there are such people in the future, the master will definitely chop off their hands for you." How could such a good child be harmed into such a murderous evildoer by others!

"it is good"

Li Mian's face was covered with rock mud from the East China Sea, and Bei Jue carefully kneaded his face, and then, an ordinary, normal face without a hint of seductiveness was completed.

"Go to the mirror and have a look," Bei Maojue said, looking at Li Mian with satisfaction.

Li Mian excitedly ran to look at his face in front of the mirror, first he was startled by the figure inside and took a few steps back again and again, and Bei Jiaojue comforted him several times with gasped laughter, that is your real face, then waited for Li Mian Mian carefully touched his own face, and made sure that this piece of skin was on his face, so he looked at Beizhu Jue with admiration.

"..." How could this child be so cute!It's so cool to be worshiped by Lord Mozun.

"Okay, let's get a good night's sleep tonight. Master will take you back tomorrow. Follow Master and learn a little bit from now on. I'm sure no one will dare to bully you again." If we follow his path at that time, we will definitely be able to protect this The evildoer will never follow the old path of his whole life again.

But thinking about it makes me sad, I'm going to bring Yan Qingyan back tomorrow, he lived in his mother's small dilapidated house at this time in his previous life, and at that time I kindly helped his mother repair the house, by the way I gave some pills to cure his mother's illness, and they probably didn't thank him much. In their eyes, I am afraid that it is a matter of course for me, a commoner, to have the honor to serve such high-ranking people like them He will never be so nosy again in this lifetime!

The two were sleeping quietly on the same bed, breathing evenly, and the small head on the inside was tilted towards the direction of Beijue. In the darkness, those eyes were amazingly bright, and Li Mian slowly stood up. , Looking at the defenseless handsome face in deep sleep, he muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart: Did you take care of that kid Yan Qinglong in the same way in your last life, and did you sleep next to that kid so defenselessly?

He lowered his head and approached, the breath of that person spewed out, making people nostalgic and nostalgic warmly, the thin and tender lips approached cautiously, and the kiss fell on the unconscious lips of Beizhu Jue, just touching the water.

The small body slightly touched the burning chest, and Li Mian's steady breathing brought Li Mian up and down, a shadow flashed in his eyes, you can only be mine in this life, that boy Yan Qingyao, he must be killed sooner or later.