Outlaw Reborn

Seeing him staring at him warily, his eyes rippling with persevering water drops, tremblingly holding back the frequency of trembling all over his body, unwilling to give in and compromise, his small body stubbornly straightened his small Yu Zhimei, Beizhu Jue Immediately printed in his mind was the cruel and sturdy image of this guy who will be a monster in the future.

The contrast was so strong that he didn't know how to react.

Originally, the first time he met Yu Zhimei in his previous life shouldn’t have been at this time. Could it be that something has changed because he was reborn? It seems that he went down the mountain earlier than in his previous life, but he hasn’t met yet. The matter of the grown-up demon king was beyond his expectation.

Yu Zhimei, in Bei Zhujue's eyes, was a person whom he felt that no matter how many lives he lived, he would never be able to find a more beautiful person than him. Yes, it's completely normal to become a Demon Lord or something. With such a face, it would be a pity not to be a Demon Lord.

Thinking of the scene when the two met for the first time, Bei Zhu Jue's face turned red hot.

Thinking of him as an innocent boy (forever 28 years old), he has never been enlightened about men and women, otherwise he would not be stalked by Lan Yan'er, the future number one beauty in the cultivation world, and he has never thought about it.But when he saw Yu Zhimei for the first time, his blood was soared from the crit in the depths of his soul.

He never knew that a man could be so charming, so bewitching, and so shockingly beautiful.

Cough, although he seemed to be doing something very intimate with a man at that time, he was stunned because he caught sight of his flat chest, but at that moment, Yu Zhimei's ruddy eyebrows suddenly changed, very sharp, A palm thrust into the chest of the man he was riding, and the snow-white palm was dyed bright red in a short while.

Red and white complement each other, watching the man staring straight at him, as if looking at a dead person, the small and light pink spirit tongue lightly licked the bright red on Yu Yu's hand, and poohed in disgust.

Bei Jujue remembered that she was shocked back to her soul by that sound, and said in a daze: Don't lick that dirty, I'll wipe it off for you.

Then he was really out of his mind, and walked over to wipe his hands with his own sleeves.He didn't remember what kind of expression Yu Zhimei used to look at him, a guy whose mind was blank. When he came back to his senses, that person had disappeared, leaving only a naked, topless body. The corpse died embarrassingly in the wilderness.

Yes, corpses! ! !

Thinking of her undeniable grievances in the future, Bei Jiaojue's heart was filled with panic.But although these things are related to Yu Zhimei, in fact, this person has never really harmed himself, it's just that he was unlucky to bump into him.

He was reborn in this life. Originally, he planned to stay as far away from this evil star as possible, and it would be best not to see him again for the rest of his life, so that no matter how unlucky he would be in the future, without this excuse to kill him, many things might not be possible.

But now he met Yu Zhimei who hadn't stepped into the flames yet!

Bei Maojue frowned and looked at Yu Zhimei, this guy was young, but his face was really not worry-free at all.

He knew that Yu Zhimei would become like that in his previous life, and it was inseparable from his monstrous face. Now that he met the pure and good young Mozun, if he didn't do something to help him escape the sea of ​​suffering, it would be too much. Not righteous enough.

Although he killed himself in his previous life because this guy was too generous, but if he owed his kindness, he owed it. How could he pretend that he didn't see it, and let him be caught and ruined by that bastard.

Hey, let's take it as repayment, he's not Yan Qingyong's useless white-eyed wolf.

"Little brother, you stole my wallet" Bei Jue said with a cold face, although he really wanted to say little brother, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, but when he thinks of Yu Zhimei's picture, he always With a frosty hard pooping face, for some reason, he really wanted to tease, play, oh no, to play tricks on this Lord Mozun who couldn't even move his face when the sky thunder exploded in front of him.

"..." Clutching the wallet in her hand, the little Yu Zhimei pursed her lips, and said in a trembling voice nervously, "I... I'm really hungry, just let me go, young master."

"..." The solemn and indifferent face twitched, and the soft and waxy child's voice floated softly into Beizhu Jue's ears, and the straightened and upright figure almost fell to the ground. Living.How could he underestimate the extraordinary strength of this monster!

He lowered his head and sighed, under Yu Zhimei's trembling eyes, Bei Jue approached him, squatted down, then raised his hand to pat the boy's slender shoulder, raised his head and said helplessly, "Brother, I will cover you from now on." , you just follow me and have a good time." How dare you pretend to be aggressive in front of this evildoer, and let him fail every second, so let's be honest and get along with him frankly.Thinking about the majesty and prestige of this evildoer who killed all directions in his previous life, there is absolutely no harm in getting along with him, and this person is righteous!

Yu Zhimei's eyes widened, and she looked at Beizhu Jue in puzzlement, wondering how this person was so different from the previous one.

No matter what Yu Zhimei thinks now, in order to protect a good seedling from growing bent in the future, Beizhu Jue bit her own finger without hesitation, a drop of blood condensed on her fingertips, and touched Yu Zhimei's eyebrows.

The master-apprentice contract is signed.

In an instant, a bit of rosiness was hidden in the white skin, Yu Zhimei's eyes were in a trance for a while, but soon regained her clarity, she touched her forehead in disbelief and looked at Beizhu Jue.

"From now on, you will be my apprentice. What I just engraved in your sea of ​​consciousness is my practice, and I will protect you in the future." Bei Jue held the boy's shoulders and said firmly.

The star-studded big eyes looked at the handsome man in front of him in surprise, listening to his caring words, his tightly pursed lips suddenly loosened, and he smiled.

This touch of Yangchun flying flowers once again shocked the heart and soul of Beizhu Jue!

Nima, this evildoer laughed, he actually laughed, this guy would have been humming at him in his previous life, or he would have stared at him with a cold face, not a good face!

Oh, this apprentice is absolutely right, let Master Mozun be his apprentice, thinking about it, it's cool, it looks good, it's so cool!

Bei Maojue tightened her face, not to let her happy and silly look be exposed in front of Yu Zhimei.He is going to erect the great image of his master now, and in the future this demon will look at him with adoring eyes, thinking about how he is so powerful, he has brought a great disaster to the world!

"Let's go" took Yu Zhimei's hand, and before leaving, he still grabbed a handful of mud and covered Yu Zhimei's beautiful face, watching with satisfaction that that face lost its color under his masterpiece, Beimu Jue took him to find an inn to settle down first.

I haven't found that opportunity yet, and with Yu Zhimei's current mortal body, it is very likely that she will be injured.This guy's practice experience is a legend in the cultivator world. Although he is criticized by others, his strength lies there.This person will be great in the future, he needs to take care of himself and protect him.

"You first practice hard according to the exercises I left in your sea of ​​consciousness. As a teacher, I have to do a very dangerous thing now. I can't take you with me, but don't worry, when the matter is over, I will definitely do it. I'm here to pick you up." Putting Yu Zhimei on the stool, Bei Mu Jue knelt down and looked at him and said.

"Mian'er will wait here for Master's return," the boy nodded obediently.

"Okay...wait a minute, what's your name?" Just as he turned around, Bei Jiaojue suddenly turned around and asked in surprise.

"Mian'er, my parents call me Mien'er," the boy replied earnestly.

"You still have parents!!!" Didn't the Mozun have no father or mother?

"..." The boy lowered his head and said sadly, "They are all gone..."

"...I'm sorry, then... what's your name?"

"Li Mian"

"Li Mian!" Repeatedly chewing these two words, Bei Maojue felt emotionally in his heart, so his name is not Yu Zhimei, yes, such a vulgar name must have been given by that bastard, it is really tasteless.

Although Yu Zhimei's name suits the person in front of me very well, Bei Jiaojue thinks it's better to be called Li Mian, with an ordinary name, and that person should also live an ordinary life, uh, at least in the realm of comprehension. Be ordinary.

"I'm leaving"

"En" the boy nodded, his eyes kept chasing the figure of the man until he disappeared from his sight, the innocent and natural look on the boy's face suddenly froze.

Jumping off the stool, looking at the place where Bei Jiaojue was squatting just now, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, his indifferent eyes looked slightly warm, is it the master-student contract of Jingluan Palace... this is very good.

It seems that he also has memories of his previous life, so he has to be careful in his actions in the future!

But to live again, this person is still so stupid, he actually accepted a little thief he just met as his apprentice, without any defense at all.

Annoyed at the thought of this person's defenselessness, Li Mian's expression was abnormally cold, this time with him, no one would want to trick this rotten and kind fool again.

He stretched out his hand to wash his face with water, and the cool water dripped from his small face like a jade carving. His bright red lips curled into a smile, and his petite figure rushed out of the house in the hazy moonlight, tapping the eaves lightly, Silently, it disappeared into the silent night in a blink of an eye, without a trace.