After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

It is not popular to light up lights at night in Yuanqing Peak, so it is extraordinarily dark here.

Jiang Qianzhou looked at the motionless figure under the tree under the cover of night.

Half of the exquisite side face exposed in Mo's hair was smiling as usual, and Mo's eyes were looking at the dilapidated house in front of him, with no emotion in his eyes.

She is clearly dressed in red like fire, but she is alone, inexplicably lonely.

Jiang Qianzhou came for a while and looked at Sheng Zhao for a while. Seeing that Sheng Zhao was still in a daze, he called out, "What are you doing here?"

Sheng Zhao seemed to have known that Jiang Qianzhou was coming, turned around, and answered the question naturally with a smile: "Are you done with your business?"

Jiang Qianzhou responded.

Sheng Zhao glanced back and said, "You left me to rest at Yuanqing Peak for a night, but you didn't arrange a guest room for me in Waifeng beforehand."

"Now the access control time is up, I can't go to the outer peak, and you are busy, so I have to find it by myself at the inner peak where you live."

The word 'self' is accentuated, showing a bit of blame.

Jiang Qianzhou knew that he was not thinking carefully, so he avoided asking Sheng Zhao how he found this place, and just said, "Let's go, no one can live here."

Sheng Zhao glanced behind him again.

Indeed, the eaves are crooked, the wooden pillars are falling down, and the roof is leaky. It cannot prevent wind and rain, and there is a risk of collapse at any time. How can people live there?

But in his last life, he lived here for more than ten years.

It used to be an enviable and good place to live, with exquisite pavilions and pavilions, but as he got older, it gradually became barren and dilapidated.

Sheng Zhao approached Jiang Qianzhou, and he laughed: "Why can't people live? Clean it up, and you can still live."

Jiang Qianzhou frowned: "This deity is not so shabby, let you live in this kind of place."

Standing in front of Jiang Qianzhou, Sheng Zhao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Otherwise, where would I live? You must not have a guest room in this inner peak."

He took another step closer: "Could it be that Sword Master wants me to live in the same room and sleep in the same bed with you?"

Jiang Qianzhou's gaze paused, and he looked at Sheng Zhao who was so close in front of him, his pupils shrank slightly, and as the distance got closer, the tip of his nose began to smell up and down again.

He seemed to have been bewitched, somehow he responded to this unruly request: "Okay."

Sheng Zhao, who made this request, raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said without hesitation, "Jian Zun, don't go back on your word at the end."

Jiang Qianzhou: "No."

The two of them went back together.

Sheng Zhao seemed a little bored, and asked Jiang Qianzhou casually, "How can there be such a dilapidated house in Yuan Qingfeng?"

Jiang Qianzhou: "No one lives there, it's been in disrepair for a long time."

Sheng Zhao was amused in his heart. No one repaired it when he was still living. He pretended to be curious and asked, "No one lived here? Who lived here before? Where was the previous owner?"

Jiang Qianzhou's footsteps paused. He had retreated for nearly a hundred years, and he couldn't remember it for a while. After thinking for a while, he said uncertainly: "The one who lives here is the first disciple of the deity—"

He paused, what was that person's name?

Can't remember.

Jiang Qianzhou continued, calmly: "However, he has already been expelled from the sect by the deity because he fell into a demon."

"died."

Sheng Zhao's face showed no abnormality, and he repeated word by word: "The first disciple to close the door?"

Jiang Qianzhou: "Yes."

Sheng Zhao was surprised: "I know this person, he has the same name as me, also called Sheng Zhao."

Jiang Qianzhou paused, then suddenly turned to look at Sheng Zhao: "What did you say?"

He twisted the word "Sheng Zhao" in his throat a few times before he felt so familiar. Yes, that person was indeed named "Sheng Zhao".

Jiang Qianzhou remembered that he had handed over to Yu Anyi the spirit bone, which was exquisite and small, as transparent as jade.

One could tell at a glance that he was a curious talent who practiced Taoism, but with such a talent, he was like a lowly disciple, and it was difficult for him to improve his cultivation.

He thought, how can a waste be equipped with such spiritual bones?Why don't you give Yu Anyi some use for this spiritual bone.

A scene flashed through Jiang Qianzhou's mind somehow. He called "Zhao Zhao", and a child in white ran crookedly towards him holding a sword bigger than himself.

With red lips and white teeth, he raised a smile and called out sweetly, "Master."

So Jiang Qianzhou murmured in a daze, "Zhao Zhao."

same name?What a coincidence.

Sheng Zhao was close, and when he heard the phrase "Zhao Zhao", he frowned instantly: "Don't call me that, it's disgusting."

This sentence is really bold, Jiang Qianzhou's eyes turned cold, and he endured it again: "I didn't call you."

Sheng Zhao said "Oh": "Anyway, don't let me hear it, nausea."

Jiang Qianzhou couldn't take it anymore: "Shut up."

He rubbed between his brows, he wasn't calling Sheng Zhao, when he remembered this name, he himself felt sticky and disgusted.

But looking at Sheng Zhao's exquisite eyebrows, he felt that it would be okay to call Sheng Zhao instead of such an intimate address.

Jiang Qianzhou stopped thinking about it and instead asked, "How do you know?"

After all, he was born a hundred years ago, and Sheng Zhao is a sect that has advanced a few years ago. It is really unusual to know this.

Sheng Zhao: "The demonic disciples are all recorded in the book. I saw him with the same name as me in Zangshu Pavilion, so I was curious and pestered my brothers to ask."

"After asking, I think Sword Master is partial."

Jiang Qianzhou asked back, "Why?"

"Obviously they are all your apprentices, but you are particularly partial to the other one." Sheng Zhao counted them one by one: "Look, Senior Brother Yu has you forging the sword yourself, but he doesn't."

"Senior Brother Yu has you to give the sword yourself, but he doesn't."

"Brother Yu—"

……

"If you treat the two of them equally, do you think he will still be possessed? And I heard that until his death, the elders did not give him a physical examination—"

Sheng Zhaoyue said that Jiang Qianzhou's complexion became worse: "Enough."

Sheng Zhao didn't stop: "Who knows whether he is in the devil or not, Sword Master, you are so biased and selfish."

Jiang Qianzhou's face turned completely cold.

However, Sheng Zhao changed the subject: "Jianzun, you are so partial to Senior Brother Yu, I dare not turn to worship under your sect."

Jiang Qianzhou stopped and said in a cold voice, "You have made so much preparation just to say this?"

Sheng Zhao also stopped, and snorted softly: "Otherwise? My master is so kind to me, why do you want me to learn swords from you?"

"It's not enough to rely on the title of Sword Master."

"Who knows if I will become the second Sheng Zhao once Senior Brother Yu leaves the customs."

Sheng Zhao word by word: "Are you right? Sword Master."

Jiang Qianzhou looked at Sheng Zhao coldly for a while, and then approached him: "Didn't I personally teach you the sword technique?"

"Even Yu Anyi never had a time when the deity held hands and taught."

"I don't care about your offenses to this deity every time." Jiang Qianzhou whispered: "Is this deity not partial to you enough?"

He thought that he had indulged Sheng Zhao enough, but in the eyes of this little fox, it was far from enough.

Jiang Qianzhou asked: "How else do you want this deity to treat you?"

Under Jiang Qianzhou's approaching step by step, Sheng Zhao had to back away until he was on the tree trunk behind him, and Jiang Qianzhou's sharp jawline and cold eyes were seen when he looked up.

He didn't show timidity, instead he hooked his lips into a smile: "I don't know what Sword Master can do for me."

Jiang Qianzhou also listed them one by one like Sheng Zhaoban just now: "This deity can also forge swords for you, the phoenix wood of Fengqi, the cold iron thousands of feet under the ice, and the Jiuding heavenly furnace of Qizong."

He paused, leaned down and looked at Sheng Zhao levelly: "As well as my heart and blood, I can use it to forge swords for you."

Sheng Zhao didn't say a word, his expression didn't change, he just blinked, which obviously meant "not enough".

Jiang Qianzhou thought to himself, greedy little fox.

He looked at the bright and smiling phoenix eyes in front of him, and made a promise like a demon, and never used the word "true" to call himself: "If you worship my teacher, I will pass on everything I have learned in this life to you, and even Yu Anyi I have never touched it, my true heart."

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Qianzhou felt regretful, but he would not take back the words: "How? Are you willing?"

Sheng Zhao's eyes moved a little: "What else?"

Jiang Qianzhou turned his head slightly, and with his thin lips pressed against Sheng Zhao's ear, he warned coldly, "Don't be too greedy."

Sheng Zhao didn't dodge, so he refused softly in the posture of rubbing hands with Jiang Qianzhou: "If there is nothing else, then I don't want to worship you as my teacher, my master can do this for me, that's all, Master Jian is not worthy Compare with my master."

Jiang Qianzhou asked back: "Then what do you want?"

Sheng Zhao: "I want Yu Anyi to leave the customs, you will have me in your eyes, but not him."

The sword body around Jiang Qianzhou's waist hummed and vibrated for a moment, and he gritted his teeth: "Sheng Zhao."

Sheng Zhao: "Disagree? Then there is nothing to talk about."

Sheng Zhao raised his hand to push Jiang Qianzhou: "Go away."

"Don't think that I don't understand what you think about me in your heart. In exchange, if you ask me to give up one person, then you have to give up one person too."

Sheng Zhao didn't use much strength, his thin wrist bones could be called weak, and even his fingertips were soft. He rested on Jiang Qianzhou's shoulder and pushed gently.

Jiang Qianzhou let Sheng Zhao push him away.

Jiang Qianzhou admitted from the bottom of his heart that Sheng Zhao's talent was much better than Yu Anyi's. If he could take Sheng Zhao as his disciple, it would be fine to inherit his mantle, but he would never abandon Yu Anyi for Sheng Zhao's sake.

After all, he was the little apprentice he had spoiled for many years.

If you can't tame it, you can only kill it.

Killing intent surged in Jiang Qianzhou's heart, but he hadn't really made up his mind until he returned to his residence.

The reluctance for no reason made him unable to do so.

Sheng Zhao opened his mouth to break the silence between the two: "Do you have cooking utensils here?"

He wanted to cook something for himself, but he was used to it in the past, but he felt very uncomfortable when he was empty today.

You have to stuff something in, or you won't be able to sleep well tonight.

Jiang Qianzhou: "Yes, some disciples bought it before, and they piled up in the utility room. Why do you ask this?"

Sheng Zhao lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves earnestly: "Make something to eat, do you want it?"

Jiang Qianzhou shook his head, disapproving: "Cultivators should not focus on lust."

Sheng Zhao said "Oh", then turned around and went to the utility room.

Looking at Sheng Zhao's back, Jiang Qianzhou said suddenly: "If Yu Anyi leaves the customs, you have seen him, and you won't fight with him again."

"Although he has a cold temper, he is very kind. If you are his junior, he will definitely treat you close."

"You're going to like him."

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I'm guilty woo woo woo woo woo woo, I went out for a few days after the college entrance examination, my heart became wild, and I kowtowed to the little angels: kuang kuang——

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