After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Sheng Zhao has been using his spiritual sense to observe the situation behind him, and when he saw Pei Qiyan leave, he immediately let go of Wu Yu.

"Okay, he's gone."

Wu Yu keenly noticed that Sheng Zhao seemed a little unhappy, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Zhao: "Don't you want me to hug you?"

As soon as the words came out, even Sheng Zhao himself found that his words were a bit inexplicable, and the complaints inside were quite deep.

Sheng Zhao turned his face away in embarrassment, he reflected, why did he want Wu Yu to hug him?It should be complaining about Wu Yu's disgusting attitude.

Before he could figure out why, he was pulled into his arms. Wu Yusong hugged him and smiled: "I don't want to."

Sheng Zhao was happy again, and he teased with crooked eyebrows, "Master, can this also be called a hug?"

He put his arms around Wu Yu's neck, retracted his arms, and the distance between the two suddenly shortened a lot, Sheng Zhao raised his eyebrows: "This is called hugging."

Wu Yu smiled helplessly, but his eyes were full of restraint, "Okay."

Only then did Sheng Zhao let go of Wu Yu, and walked towards the top of the mountain with one snowy footprint, "Let's go, go back and have breakfast."

He didn't take a few steps when Wu Yu grabbed his wrist.

Wu Yu led the person by the hand, and calmly said to the slightly surprised Sheng Zhao, "Didn't you say you have to get used to it?"

Sheng Zhao settled down.

They walked for a long time, and two pairs of footprints, one big and one small, could not see the end on the snow.

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Yu Anyi woke up from the cold, and it snowed heavily tonight, almost burying him as a dead body. He dug in the snow with both hands for a long time before he found a pile of bottles and cans that he threw away before he passed out.

It is full of medicines, all kinds of medicines.

Yu Anyi swallowed all the healing medicines in the mustard space before he became unconscious. He couldn't just die like this. Sheng Zhaocai told him that he would keep him by his side. How could he be willing to die like this?

Yu Anyi lost a lot of blood, and it was freezing cold, his face was pale, he swallowed a few pills of the medicine he could find.

Fortunately, he still had some money left, these were all good medicines, which melted in his mouth and moistened his dry throat.

After the effect of the medicine took effect and his body warmed up, Yu Anyi crawled out of the snow. He was almost as if he was dying. He walked and stopped for a few steps. After walking for a long time, he became unconscious again and fell on the snow.

After repeated several times, Yu Anyi finally dispelled Sheng Zhao's expectation that Sheng Zhao would come to him. Obviously, every time, every time... Yu Anyi recited twice in his heart, Sheng Zhao would save him in time, as if he came here specially to redeem him God.

But now, where is his god?

Yu Anyi's breathing was so light that it was inaudible. If someone else would have died long ago, but it happened to him, he can live two lives because of his unwillingness, not to mention...the master may still be waiting for him to come back.

He will go back alive to meet his God.

Before leaving Taolin, Yu Anyi melted a handful of snow water, looking at the pile of water photos, he saw his blood-red eyes.

Yu Anyi touched his eyes in a panic, but splashed the ice water all over his head and face.

Can't just go back like this, as long as any cultivator finds out on the way, he will only have a dead end, only the master can tolerate him as a demon.

Yu Anyi's hands trembled from the pain, and with his cold and stiff hands trembling, he cut off a piece of white cloth on his body with a sword and covered his eyes, through which he could vaguely see the outside world.

On the way back to the sect, Yu Anyi was like a mouse crossing the street, hanging his head, flustered, afraid that someone would discover his identity as a demon cultivator. There were large bloodstains on his body, and the blood from the wound on his back dripped down, Wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Sword Sect, pedestrians are afraid to avoid it.

Yu Anyi has never been so embarrassed, every step is suffering, and every step is relying on the belief of going back to see Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao, Sheng Zhao...

Yu Anyi took a long detour and dripped blood into the battle from an unguarded place. Without a disciple's token, he could only do so.

Before his blood pupils disappeared, he couldn't let anyone find out that he had suffered such a serious injury, except Sheng Zhao.

He avoided people's eyes and ears all the way, and returned to Yuan Qingfeng's cave with all kinds of hardships. When he saw the familiar red dress in front of the cave, he immediately relaxed and fell at Sheng Zhao's feet.

Sheng Zhao gave a "tsk" sound in his heart, with such a serious injury, he deserved to be killed from the crowd by the Demon Lord, who is capable of torturing people.

He should thank Pei Qiyan.

Sheng Zhao brought in a Sansao disciple to move Yu Anyi into the cave, and after giving Yu Anyi a cleansing technique, he asked the Sansao disciple to change Yu Anyi's clothes and apply medicine.

After everything was settled, Sheng Zhao whispered to Sansao disciple, "Thank you, this is your reward."

Sheng Zhao brought out some spirit stones, but he didn't specifically ask the Sansao disciples not to tell the story.

It's better if things get bigger and bigger, he wants Yu Anyi to voluntarily fall into a situation where there will be no redemption.

Sheng Zhao's eyes were full of stubbornness, he sat in Yu Anyi's cave, sipped tea, looked at the jade slips, and meditated for a while...

He completely ignored Yu Anyi on the bed, and regarded Yu Anyi's cave as his own.

Yu Anyi's desire to see Sheng Zhao was too strong when he woke up. Within a few hours, he forced his eyes open, and the first thing he did was to look for Sheng Zhao. All the suffering melted away.

He didn't feel embarrassed at all, but his heart was filled with sweetness. The master had been waiting for him to come back in front of the cave, and the master was also worried about him.

Sheng Zhao: "How?"

Yu Anyi insisted on supporting the bed and sat up: "It's much better, thank you Master for saving me."

His god saved him again, this time not Zhaoyu, but his master, his Sheng Zhao.

Going back and forth on the edge of life and death so many times, this time Yu Anyi really engraved Sheng Zhao in his flesh and blood, on his bone marrow.

Yu Anyi groped and got off the bed, just now when he turned over the bronze mirror, he found that his eyes were still bloodshot, Yu Anyi staggered to Sheng Zhao's side, and knelt down at Sheng Zhao's feet.

And Sheng Zhao watched quietly and indifferently from the beginning to the end.

Yu Anyi gently pressed her face to Sheng Zhao's hand on her lap, "Master, please help me get rid of my demons."

Sheng Zhao pursed his lips in satisfaction, and reached out to close Yu Anyi's eyes. Yu Anyi cuddled awkwardly for a long time, and when he opened his eyes again, there were black eyes again.

Sheng Zhao applauded softly, "Good boy."