After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Wu Yu sat in the vast snow field, with snow flakes on his shoulders, suddenly, a burst of heart palpitations made him stop the movement of spiritual energy in his body.

The fluster came suddenly and went quickly. When Wu Yu wanted to explore, there was no trace of it, leaving only a sense of emptiness, but no matter how much she wanted to settle down, she couldn't calm down.

Wu Yu had no choice but to open his eyes. He looked at the moon in the sky for a long time, and was about to turn around to rest, but he realized that the Tianshan Formation was touched by someone.

The entire Tianshan Mountain has been restricted by him. Apart from him, only Sheng Zhao comes in and out on weekdays, and Wu Yu is not in charge of Zongmen affairs. Few people come to disturb the peace of Xianzun, and Wu Yu is at ease.

But once the formation is touched, it shows that something big happened to Jianzong.

Wu Yu lifted the sword, took a step, and reached the foot of the mountain in an instant, and looked up to see Xie Cong with a panicked expression.

Wu Yu nodded slightly: "Elder Xie—"

Xie Cong interrupted anxiously, speaking quickly: "Honorable Immortal! Sheng Zhao had an accident, was seriously injured, and was on the verge of death."

Wu Yu's pupils tightened, and he held Xie Cong's arm: "What did you say?"

Xie Cong has always loved Sheng Zhao, and regarded Sheng Zhao as the hope of the next generation of Jian Zong. He couldn't help red-eyed, repeated, and said, "He's in Yaofeng now, the Immortal Venerable should go—"

Wu Yu didn't say any more, turned around and hurriedly flew with the sword.

Xie Cong stood on the spot, Wuwang Immortal Venerable was always indifferent like an immortal, but just now he felt the hand of Immortal Venerable trembling slightly holding his arm.

The moment Xianzun turned around, his expression was in a daze, and he even staggered a bit.

Xie Cong sighed after a long time, and then chased after him.

When Wu Yu arrived at Yaofeng, she hadn't entered yet.

He heard Elder Yaojun say, "Sheng Zhao has a scratch on his shoulder, left arm and right leg. His left chest was pierced by a gun blade, and his right shoulder was pierced by sword energy. It looked like a hole. If it wasn't for his heart That piece of jade has retained his last bit of breath, and I am afraid that he will return to the west before the sword master delivers it."

Wu Yu took a step to enter the threshold, but was tripped suddenly, and he could barely stabilize his figure by holding on to the door.

His and Jiang Qianzhou's voices sounded at the same time.

Wu Yu: "Is there any help?"

Jiang Qianzhou: "I know he's seriously injured, but Mr. Yao will save him no matter what...to bring him back to life."

Wu Yu turned her eyes and saw Jiang Qianzhou covered in blood.

Jiang Qianzhou knelt beside Sheng Zhao's bed, refusing to take a single look away from Sheng Zhao's pale face. He thought of something, stood up with numb legs, poured out all the elixir in the mustard space, and piled them out of the seat. hill.

He opened his blood-red eyes and looked blind: "Mr. Yao, I have all kinds of elixir here. You can take it. If it's not enough... just tell me if it's not enough. I'll go find it. I'll get it. You just need to be responsible for taking them away." Rescue and heal the injury."

"Let him be safe."

Wu Yu didn't have time to talk to Jiang Qianzhou who was in an abnormal state, so he frowned and stepped forward to check Sheng Zhao's pulse.

Jiang Qianzhou drew out his sword in an instant, saying one word at a time, "Don't touch him."

Wu Yu lowered his eyes, he put aside the golden chain connecting the hands of the two, and with a flick of his sleeve, Jiang Qianzhou, who was insane, swept to the corner: "Get out."

And the gold chain broke at the sound.

Jiang Qianzhou hit the wall with a "bang" and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xie Cong and Yao Jun didn't dare to breathe.

Wu Yu continued to detect the pulse, and after touching it for a moment, he let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there is salvation.

He turned his head to look at Yaojun, and there were two porcelain bottles in his hand: "I have the Pastoral Pill and Ruoning Ointment, please trouble Yaojun."

The Rebirth Pill can snatch people from the hands of the King of Hades, and the Ruo Ning Gao can restore the trauma to its original state, but as for the internal injuries, it still needs to be recuperated slowly.

Yao Jun quickly took it, for fear that the only magical medicine in the world would be ruined in his hands: "Yes."

In order not to hinder Yao Jun's treatment, Wu Yu turned around and walked out of the room, with a rare cold voice: "Xie Cong, bring Jiang Qianzhou out."

Without waiting for Xie Cong to move, Jiang Qianzhou stood up with his sword on the ground: "I owe Mr. Yao a favor."

He walked out slowly.

Xie Cong glanced worriedly at Sheng Zhao who seemed lifeless on the bed, and carefully closed the door before leaving.

The three of them stood in the corridor outside the door, Wu Yu with his hands behind his back: "Xie Cong, you go first."

His tone is still flat, but no emotion is the greatest anger.

Xie Cong quickly explained the whole story: "I heard the news an hour ago that the secret realm was reopened two days earlier, and I was about to go to check what happened when I happened to bump into Jianzun bringing the dying Sheng Zhao back. After leaving Jianzong, go straight to Yaofeng."

He glanced at Jiang Qianzhou: "At that time, the sword master was in a trance, and he kept muttering 'Save Sheng Zhao' in his mouth. Except for a few words with Yao Jun, he didn't communicate with me. After that, I went to Tianshan to inform the fairy Respect."

Wu Yu temporarily suppressed his anxiety towards Sheng Zhao, and asked, "Who broke the secret formation? Are all the disciples in the secret safe? Have everyone evacuated?"

Xie Cong: "Jianzun broke it, because Jianzun reminded before leaving that the disciples evacuated in time except for a few casualties."

Wu Yu quickly decided on a countermeasure in his mind: "Compensate for the losses caused by other sects as much as possible, and appease the disciples who caused casualties due to the broken formation."

Xie Cong nodded: "Yes."

Wu Yu looked at Jiang Qianzhou again: "Say it."

Jiang Qianzhou only glanced at Wu Yu, but said nothing, his mind was full of whether Sheng Zhao would be safe or not, and he was not in the mood to repeat what happened in the secret realm.

In the next moment, a sharp blade touched his neck.

Wu Yu moved to kill, and the sword tip released sword energy.

When a line of blood flowed down Jiang Qianzhou's neck, he had no choice but to dictate the story of the secret realm, subconsciously hiding the affair with Sheng Zhao.

Jiang Qianzhou thought, for Taoist couples, we still have to wait for Sheng Zhao to wake up. Naturally, whether Sheng Zhao can wake up or not, he will definitely hold a road ceremony.

If he can recover well, everyone will be happy. If the root cause of the disease remains, he will take care of Sheng Zhao for the rest of his life.

Wu Yu asked back: "He sacrificed his life to save you?"

Jiang Qianzhou responded.

Wu Yu's chest heaved violently, and his hands were shaking with anger: "Are you worthy of him sacrificing his life to save you?!"

Jiang Qianzhou said coldly: "That's the truth, you can ask him."

Wu Yu was dumbfounded, yes, Sheng Zhao would indeed save Jiang Qianzhou, but he wanted to ask, when Sheng Zhao did all this, did he ever think about him as a master?

When Sheng Zhao first entered the sect, he was shivering from the cold, and he felt distressed, let alone the injuries he has now.

Has he thought about the master who is far away in Tianshan, waiting for him to return home?

Wu Yu closed his eyes fiercely, he hid the pain in his eyes, and stabbed Jiang Qianzhou's right shoulder with a sword: "I begged for this sword for him."

Jiang Qianzhou didn't resist at all, and his face didn't even show pain. He didn't care that the wound on his right shoulder was bleeding profusely, he just asked, "And the left side."

"This is his choice, and I will not interfere." Wu Yu said every word with difficulty in his throat.

This is the path Sheng Zhao chose.

Wu Yu was silent for a while before drawing out her sword neatly: "This matter is your fault, and you will be responsible for the compensation to each sect."

Jiang Qianzhou nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Qianzhou, as the leader of the team, was supposed to protect the safety of the disciples of the sect, but in the end he let the disciples sacrifice their lives to save them, and ruined the training journey of many disciples of the sect. He was indeed negligent.

Xie Cong calmly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Jian Zong is rich and powerful, this compensation is still considered a hemorrhage. If someone comes to train him, his pressure will be much less.

Wu Yu didn't give up: "If you make a mistake, you will be punished, Xie Cong, put his joints in a cold pool, when will Sheng Zhao wake up, and when will he be released."

Xie Cong wiped the cold sweat off his forehead in embarrassment: "Here, Sword Master's injury..."

Wu Yu: "Self-reliance."

Jiang Qianzhou's eyes were cold, and Wu Yu's words were light, but only he knew that he was backlashed by the secret realm, and he was forcibly promoted to a cultivation level. There were faint cracks in his heart, and the pain was extremely painful. Even his cultivation base was going backwards. The poison of life is still spreading.

If he was imprisoned in the cold pond again, his injuries would add to his injuries, and it would not be easy.

Wu Yu said softly, "You don't want to? But the punishment method was proposed by the Sword Master. If the Sword Master has any dissatisfaction, you can discuss it with yourself."

Although Jiang Qianzhou was unwilling, he had no choice but to sneer, and took the initiative to go to Hantan.

Xie Cong also hurriedly resigned to deal with the remaining sect affairs.

In an instant, there was only Wu Yu in lonely white clothes left outside the corridor. He waited for some life behind him, and sighed for a long time.

For the first time in my life, I felt hesitant.

-

After Sheng Zhao was driven out of the Dream of Three Lives by the tower guards, he kept falling like a dark place, and the falling sensations scrambled to wrap around him, and then slowly tightened.

When Sheng Zhao was almost suffocated, he suddenly let go, and a little light appeared in front of him. He struggled to get rid of the countless silk threads extending from the darkness behind him, and tried his best to grasp that little light.

Wu Yu sat by the bed, and the hand he was helping Sheng Zhao cover was slowly grabbed by Sheng Zhao.

The force was very light, so light that Wu Yu moved his fingertips slightly, and Sheng Zhao's hand would fall on the bed, so Wu Yu's whole body stiffened, holding his breath quietly and waiting.

Sheng Zhao opened his eyes and saw Wu Yu's face, he smiled: "Master, why did you become ugly after I fell asleep? It's much darker now."

Wu Yu frowned, and didn't bother with the patient: "Is there any discomfort in the body?"

Sheng Zhao felt it carefully: "There is a little pain, and there is also a little weakness."

Wu Yu let go of the heart that had been hanging for a month, and tapped Sheng Zhao's head with his fingers: "Okay, get up and have a meal first, and finally drink the medicine."

Sheng Zhao had just recovered from a serious illness, and the feeling of the rest of his life was still lingering in his heart, so he couldn't help coquettishly following Wu Yu: "The medicine should not be too bitter."

Wu Yu said warmly: "I have prepared candied dates."

Sheng Zhao smiled: "Master is so kind."

Next, Sheng Zhao doubted his own judgment, because Wu Yu was as good as a dummy.

Not only did he walk slowly to help him recover, but he also thoughtfully replaced all the oral medicine with sweet pills. The meal was still a big meal, and he spoke softly throughout the whole process, lest Sheng Zhao might be frightened and the disease would relapse.

Sheng Zhao was disturbed by him. It stands to reason that Jiang Qianzhou should have recruited Wu Yu for all the shitty things he did in the secret realm.

Why is his master acting like a normal person without a word of reprimand?It's like... holding back a big move.

Sheng Zhao couldn't help thinking wildly, wanting to write what kind of punishment Wu Yu would give him. He kept holding back until night, but couldn't help but advance this matter: "Master, how long have I been in a coma?"

Wu Yu's white crane cloak, the corners of his clothes fluttered slightly with the wind, his expression was indifferent: "It's been almost a month."

And Jiang Qianzhou was also imprisoned in the cold pool for nearly a month.