After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Xianzun's ointment was naturally superior, but within one night, the red marks on Sheng Zhao's body had completely faded away. He intentionally avoided Wu Yu, who had an abnormal attitude, and did not open the door until noon.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Wu Yu was meditating.

Sheng Zhao looked at it for a long time.

His master is as monotonous as the snow floating in the sky, staying in Tianshan all year round, not going anywhere, meditating, practicing swords, reading jade slips in the snow day after day...

Or teach Sheng Zhao to meditate, practice swords, read jade slips...

Wu Yu's emotions in front of him were restrained from beginning to end, and his master seemed to have no desires or desires.

Sheng Zhao quietly watched Wu Yu's increasingly lonely back in the vast snow field.

He pressed his tight chest, looking cold.

It’s almost winter, and the Tianshan Mountains, which are covered with snow all the year round, are also starting to snow. I wonder if there will be snow under the mountains today?

Thinking about it, Sheng Zhao went back to the house and took out the snow umbrella.

When he turned around, he saw Wu Yu standing by the door.

Sheng Zhao was startled, raised his eyebrows while holding an umbrella: "?"

Wu Yu's expression was very calm, and Sheng Zhao waited for a while before he came to speak: "It's been a long time since I went out with you." He paused, "It snowed on the mountain today, let's go enjoy the snow together."

It took Wu Yu a long time to finish those two simple sentences, and Sheng Zhao thought it was Wu Yu who hesitated for a long time before making up his mind to say it.

Sheng Zhao was baffled, hesitated for a while, but still nodded in response. He looked at the snow umbrella in his hand, thought for a while, then went back to the room and flipped the hat out, and handed it to Wu Yu, "Put it on."

Wu Yu's identity is too conspicuous and needs to be concealed.

Sheng Zhao also stuffed the snow umbrella into Wu Yu's hand, with both hands empty, he said lightly and indifferently: "Let's go."

Wu Yu put on the veiled hat and opened the umbrella to cover Sheng Zhao.

In the boundless snow, Wu Yu wore a white cloak with a crane cloak and held a white umbrella. His black hair was long and flowing, and he was as simple and elegant as an ink painting. On his side was a touch of rich red, making him flamboyant and enthusiastic.

Sheng Zhao is incompatible with this winter, but he is the only color around Wu Yu.

At a glance, only the word "good match" remains.

Yu Anyi was the same as the past three days, obediently waiting for Sheng Zhao at the gate of the sect, but he waited until his body was covered with snow and his whole body was stiff from the cold, and then he passed Sheng Zhao by the shoulder.

His master's expression was cold, and his eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if Yu Anyi was a stranger.

Yu Anyi looked at Sheng Zhao smiling lightly at the man, and asked intimately, "Where shall we go to enjoy the snow later?"

"Listen to you."

"There is a peach grove on the outskirts of the city, covered with red silk, it must look good with snow."

"Then let's go here."

"After rewarding us..."

We we, we!

Obviously it was him yesterday! ! !

Yu Anyi breathed out a breath of cold air that was icy in his lungs, looking back in a daze, the two of them had already walked away, when suddenly a piece of snow fell on his eyes, before he even moved, snow water flowed down the tails of his eyes.

The moment the cold water streaked across Yu Anyi's face, he suddenly ran towards Sheng Zhao. He tried his best to hold Sheng Zhao's warm hand with his cold and stiff hands.

Yu Anyi's fingertips were trembling. He looked at Sheng Zhao's indifferent gaze, and carefully smiled a very shallow and beautiful smile. He asked softly, "Didn't you agree yesterday...today, come with me to see the peach forest in the suburbs of the city." Is it?"

Sheng Zhao was expressionless: "The Immortal Lord may have made a mistake in his memory."

Yu Anyi felt an inexplicable pain in his chest, almost out of breath, "I remember correctly."

He repeated stubbornly: "I remember correctly."

"You said so."

"On our way back to the sect yesterday, when we were eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake together, you said that you would hang red silk with me today."

Yu Anyi hastily repeated: "You said it."

Sheng Zhao: "I forgot."

He abruptly withdrew his hand from Yu Anyi's, turned around and left.

Yu Anyi was stunned for a moment, he was not convinced and reconciled, he rushed over and grabbed Sheng Zhao again, "Then who is he?!"

This veiled hat is not an ordinary thing, and Yu Anyi couldn't see the identity of this person for a while under the cover of his aura.

Pointing at Wu Yu, he asked sharply, his face full of uncontrollable hostility, he took a deep breath, his eyes were full of jealousy.

Yu Anyi was about to go crazy.

He had worked so hard for so long to get his position beside Sheng Zhao today, so why did this person suddenly appear and squeeze him out so easily!

Yu Anyi drew his sword violently, pointing at Wu Yu, "Who are you?"

Sheng Zhao turned cold in an instant: "Yu Anyi, what are you doing?"

Wu Yu suddenly raised his hand to hold Sheng Zhao's shoulder, he lifted the veiled cap, and looked at Yu Anyi lightly.

He didn't say a word, but with just one look, Yu Anyi's sword was unsteady.

Immortal Venerable Wuwang's gaze carried a coercion that ordinary people could not bear. Yu Anyi held on for a long time, but the sword in his hand still fell to the ground, still in shock.

Sheng Zhao was impatient for a long time, and said word by word: "Yu Xianjun, you look like this now, you are really disgustingly ugly."

Sheng Zhao's words turned into sharp knives and pierced directly into Yu Anyi's heart, he was taken aback for a moment.

It's normal for the owner to scold the puppy. Yu Anyi tried to calm down, but because of the presence of the Immortal, Yu Anyi was very embarrassed.

It's not that, Yu Anyi suddenly met Sheng Zhao's cold indifference, only to realize later that he was really holding his breath.

Her entire face was flushed red, but her lips were pale.

Yu Anyi realized later, the demon in his body moved.

He took a deep breath and tightly grabbed his palms. He must not reveal half of his demonic energy in front of the immortal, absolutely not, otherwise he would only have one word of death.

The only one who can help him now is Sheng Zhao, as long as Sheng Zhao touches him, Yu Anyi's inner demons can be stabilized.

Yu Anyi raised his eyes, only to find that Sheng Zhao had already left.

Sheng Zhao didn't help him appease the evil energy as before, but left him where he was.

Yu Anyi stood there for a long, long time...

When he looked up again, his eyes were blood red.

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After leaving Yu Anyi's line of sight, the smile on Sheng Zhao's face slowly disappeared. This scene was for Yu Anyi to watch, and the purpose had already been achieved, so there was no need for him to smile at Wu Yu again.

If he hadn't discovered that Wu Yu already knew about his previous life, he might still be worried about Wu Yu's opinion.

Maybe he would still ask Wu Yu stupidly like before—"Master, don't you want to ask something?"

Now, Sheng Zhao's expression turned cold.

If you know something well, there is no need to ask.

He suppressed his hostility, Sheng Zhao rubbed the center of his brows, he hadn't planned to go to the peach forest in the suburbs with Wu Yu, but when he saw Yu Anyi, he remembered the moment he casually agreed to Yu Anyi yesterday.

Forget it, he really hasn't been out with his master for a long time, Sheng Zhao still remembers the days he spent with Wu Yu in the human world before he recovered his memory.

At that time, Sheng Zhao was also worried about the day when Wu Yu's kindness would run out, so he kept getting along with Wu Yu with restraint, not getting too close.

But also considered happy.

After all, after wandering for a long time, he waited for a kind person willing to take him in.

Sheng Zhao thought, his indifferent expression receded a lot, and he said calmly: "When I was in the world, Master took me to many places."

They have seen a big country that has gone through wars but is still prosperous, thousands of houses are as bright as stars, and they have seen green pine trees standing against the wind on the cliffs, looking for a rare oasis in the endless desert...

Wu Yu took Sheng Zhao to see a lot of beautiful scenery, and Immortal Venerable Wu Wang needed these to wash away the blood that had just left the battlefield.

He also taught Sheng Zhao what it means to survive a desperate situation.

"But I only took Master to see a small peach grove," Sheng Zhao said inexplicably, "Don't dislike me, Master."

There is a demon venerable secretly, and the identity of the celestial venerable is really special. Even if Yujian can travel thousands of miles in one day, he cannot go too far.

Wu Yu: "Going with you, it won't be boring."

Sheng Zhao paused, and returned after a while: "Master's words are really nice."

Wu Yu was silent, he rubbed his fingertips, but did not speak.

After Sheng Zhao decided to go out with Wu Yu today, he completely released his nature. On the way to the outskirts of the city, he didn't walk well. He could bend down and watch with relish for a long time.

Then cruelly tore off a petal.

Wu Yu, who had been following behind Sheng Zhao, couldn't help laughing.

Standing up, Sheng Zhao heard Wu Yu's muffled laugh, but he saw a corner of the white clothes exposed from the shadow in his sight.

Follow up.

Sheng Zhao slightly raised his lips, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

Sheng Zhao swung the sword flower fiercely, and instantly divided the petals that he threw in the air into five or six pieces.

He breathed lightly with his eyebrows curved, and the fragments of petals swirled and fluttered, and fell on the veil hanging from Wu Yu's veiled hat.

Through the layer of gauze and the petals falling on the gauze, Wu Yu saw Sheng Zhao's proud smile in his hazy vision.

She raised her eyebrows and looked good.

Wu Yu pursed her lower lip, the roots of her ears were almost hot.

He breathed out, as if preparing himself mentally, and said in a low voice, "It looks good."

Sheng Zhao thought that Wu Yu was talking about his sword flower dance, and raised his eyebrows proudly. He had practiced this trick for a long time.

Wu Yu continued: "Smile more."

Sheng Zhao was startled, he was saying that he had a nice smile.

Sheng Zhao's smile faded, and he replied coldly, "Oh."

He and Wu Yu are still in a cold war, so he doesn't laugh.

Sheng Zhao retracted his sword and turned around: "Let's go, go to Taolin."

Sheng Zhao didn't have a cold face, his lips were pursed slightly, and he said a few jokes to Wu Yu from time to time, the shadow cast by the snow umbrella covered most of his expressions.

Under the umbrella, Sheng Zhao's expression was calm all the way, even though he and Wu Yu were in a cold war, this play still had to be performed.

Today is the fourth day.

There were two people following Sheng Zhao secretly, one was Yu Anyi who was heartbroken by him and was unwilling to reconcile, and the other was Pei Qiyan who was still unwilling to give up.

Just now in front of the sect's gate, not only Yu Anyi was shocked, but also Pei Qiyan secretly tensed up. It turned out to be innocent.

It was him.

At first, Pei Qiyan thought that Sheng Zhao was playing an old trick and just replaced Yu Anyi with someone else. When he saw Wu Wang, he comforted himself that Wu Wang was Sheng Zhao's master, and they must have something important to do when they became a sect together. To do.

It wasn't until Pei Qiyan saw Sheng Zhao beside Wu Wang that he had never seen before, with the air of a young man making a fuss.

Not Zhaoyu, nor his brother.

This is Jianzong, and also Wu Yu's Sheng Zhao.

He watched Sheng Zhao stray into the streets and alleys, having a great time.

He watched Sheng Zhao domineeringly playing with swords.

He watched Sheng Zhao hold up flowers and blow them towards Wu Yu, and smiled at each other.

This is the real Sheng Zhao.

Pei Qiyan realized later that what moved his heart was always false, he asked himself, so, does he still like Sheng Zhao?

The delicate chin and shallow lips of the man in red are reflected in the deep purple eyes.

The heart ached suddenly, as if it was about to be twisted into a ball of mud, did the Gu worm attack again?

Pei Qiyan pressed the hardened part of his heart.

There is no fluctuation, it is not the Heart-biting Gu that still hurts so much, so I should still like it.

He's really cheap to the bone.

Pei Qiyan laughed mockingly.

But he likes it.