After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

"In this life, your fate is determined by you." Tiandao sighed, and disappeared again.

It only took a few breaths to recover his memory just now, and Jiang Qianzhou did not go far.

Sheng Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Qianzhou's back coldly. He tightened his fingertips, barely restraining the raging killing intent in his heart.

The most urgent task is to rescue the brothers who are still locked in the confinement room.

Sheng Zhao called out as usual: "Yuanqing Sword Master."

Jiang Qianzhou acted as if he had never heard of it.

Sheng Zhao continued: "Brothers didn't take advantage of Yuanqing Jianzun to retreat and get tired, on the contrary, they practice diligently every day."

"Cultivation stagnation is caused by talent."

Jiang Qianzhou stopped in his tracks, his voice was cold: "So?"

Sheng Zhao said one word at a time: "Jianzun Yuanqing please release the brothers from the confinement room."

Jiang Qianzhou didn't even bother to look back at this daring junior, and only said coldly: "I'm dealing with my disciples, you are a junior, what right do you have to say?"

After he said that, he didn't want to waste any more time, and walked away.

Sheng Zhao looked at Jiang Qianzhou's back as he walked away, his eyes were cold, and he calmed down after a while.

He forgot that Jiang Qianzhou had always been arrogant.

Sheng Zhao smiled playfully again.

As a junior, he is not qualified to comment, so what about the elders who sat with Jiang Qianzhou and were even older than him?

Sheng Zhao turned around and reported the matter to the elders.

The Presbyterian Council is the place where Jianzong decides on major matters. Originally, it was not a big deal to imprison a few disciples in the confinement room, but it was related to Yuan Qing Jianzun.

It's a big thing.

The elders also accepted Sheng Zhao's complaint.

The elders sat around the hall, and no one made a sound, they were solemn and solemn.

Standing in the hall, Sheng Zhao told the story.

In the end, Sheng Zhao's eyes were slightly red, as if he was trying to hold back his tears: "Going to the confinement room is like peeling and cramping. Brothers have been locked up for several days. If it continues...I'm afraid..."

It goes without saying that everyone knows it.

The elders looked at each other with complicated eyes.

They used to be Sheng Zhao's teaching elders, not to mention Sheng Zhao's outstanding talent, even in private, he humbly asked for advice and practiced diligently.

The elders loved Sheng Zhao very much, and it was very embarrassing to see Sheng Zhao's unwillingness to give up.

I couldn't help slandering in my heart: What does Sword Master care about with all the juniors?Not at all graceful.

"How about this." The middle-aged man sitting in the center said: "Let the sword master come over first, and sort it out in person, what do you think?"

The elders echoed one after another: "Elder Xie is right, so let Sword Master come here first."

Sheng Zhao waited quietly for a while, and suddenly felt the temperature of his whole body drop.

people come.

Jiang Qianzhou felt chill all over his body, he nodded slightly to signal to the elders, and while sitting in the upper seat, he said, "What do you want to do with this deity?"

"Jianzun said earlier that I, a junior, should not interfere in this matter, so I dared to ask the elders to rule." Sheng Zhao said.

He slowly raised his eyes to look at Jiang Qianzhou.

So when Jiang Qianzhou lowered his eyelids slightly, an extremely eye-catching redness hit his eyes like this.

With black hair and snow skin, her black eyes contained the childishness of the unworldly, showing the wantonness of a young man.

Jiang Qianzhou nodded, and quickly realized: "It's you."

He thought to himself, where did he seem to have seen this face before?

The moment Sheng Zhao and Jiang Qianzhou looked at each other, the image of being insulted and imprisoned in the previous life seemed to be rolling in his mind.

The fingertips hidden under the wide sleeves curled up slightly because of the fear in his heart.

It's okay, Jiang Qianzhou didn't recognize him.

In his last life, he disdained to look at him, but in this life, he is very different from Sheng Zhao in his previous life, and his temperament is completely opposite.

Sheng Zhao didn't look away from Jiang Qianzhou.

Just don't say a word.

Jiang Qianzhou narrowed his eyes slightly. It had been a long time since no one dared to disobey him like this, but he was a courageous person who also valued affection and righteousness.

It's a pity, it's an idiot.

The person who dared to challenge him last time has become one of the dead souls under his sword.

Jiang Qianzhou stopped looking at the disciple and said, "Everyone."

"That is to say, if you worship under the deity's sect, you should abide by the deity's rules. If they waste their cultivation, the deity has the right to punish them."

"It's one of them."

"They are tired and lazy because of the self-deity's retreat, and they don't respect the teacher and respect the way, so they should be punished."

"This is the second."

He took it easy: "Everyone in the Sword Sect attaches great importance to the evaluation meeting, which is one of the traditions of the sect. They deal with it casually with a lazy attitude, which not only loses the face of the deity, but also does not take the sect seriously."

"This is the third."

Jiang Qianzhou asked coldly, "Shouldn't I be punished?"

He fell behind and fell silent immediately.

The elders also felt that it was reasonable for Jian Zong to punish one or two, and it was also for Jian Zong's sake.

When Sheng Zhao moved to the elders' meeting, it was indeed quite unreasonable to make trouble.

Elder Xie looked around, seeing the eyes of the elders, he knew it already, and was about to speak.

But was interrupted by Sheng Zhao: "No."

Jiang Qianzhou looked at Sheng Zhao instantly: "What did you say?"

Sheng Zhao repeated: "I said, Master Jian shouldn't be punished."

He said surprisingly: "I think what Jian Zun said is all your imagination."

This sentence was too much, and Elder Xie was so frightened that he stopped: "Sheng Zhao!"

He was afraid that Jiang Qianzhou would be angry, so he killed this good seedling that Jian Zong could take out to show off with a single blow.

Sheng Zhao tilted his head and smiled: "Elder Xie, don't worry, Master Jian just said that wherever you go, you should abide by the rules of that place."

"If you do it, wouldn't it be too petty?"

Sheng Zhao asked Jiang Qianzhou: "Master Jian, are you right?"

Anger gradually rose in Jiang Qianzhou's eyes.

He didn't make a sound, just waved his hand to calm down Elder Xie.

Sheng Zhao continued: "The three points listed by Master Jian are all based on the wasteful practice of the brothers."

"But what if they haven't done so?"

"All the elders who have taught the seniors have witnessed it with their own eyes. The seniors are diligent and studious, and even I can't compare to them."

"The reason why I haven't advanced in cultivation is just because of my poor talent."

Several teaching elders nodded one after another: "Indeed."

"The place that the brothers can touch is there, even if they want to break through this realm in their hearts, there is nothing they can do."

"They also told me that they are lucky to be able to enter the sword master's sect."

There is something in Sheng Zhao's words: "Even if Master Jian retreats all year round, it doesn't matter if he only teaches Senior Brother Yu when he leaves."

He laughed: "I almost forgot, the senior brothers have not worshiped Jian Zun as their teacher yet, they are just registered disciples."

Jiang Qianzhou's face was ugly, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Sheng Zhao: "It's not easy for them to learn by themselves. The three spiritual roots can reach the golden core stage cultivation base under such circumstances. I think the seniors didn't embarrass the sword master and the sect."

"On the contrary, he raised his face."

The implication is that Jiang Qianzhou is the only one who is ashamed.

It is really indecent to be punished in a high-sounding manner, regardless of life or death.

The elders also tasted something from Sheng Zhao's words, and immediately felt that Sword Master Yuan Qing was too cheeky.

They secretly watched Jiang Qianzhou's expression.

Jian Zun's fingertips trembled, he must have been extremely angry.

When Elder Xie saw Jiang Qianzhou's natal sword trembling slightly on the table, he immediately stood up: "Okay!"

Sheng Zhao blinked: "Oh."

Elder Xie smiled in his heart, this kid is still so naughty.

He had a serious look on his face, and in line with this tense scene: "Yuan Qing, Sheng Zhao has a bad temper, so don't be angry."

Jiang Qianzhou picked up the sword and said word by word: "I am not angry."

Elder Xie laughed awkwardly, pressed Jiang Qianzhou's hand, and said in a low voice, "This is the end of this matter, you are also confused."

Jiang Qianzhou looked at him coldly.

Elder Xie broke out in a cold sweat: "Sheng Zhao is the most talented disciple in the sect, you can't move."

Jiang Qianzhou said after a while, "No wonder you are so arrogant."

But he still kept the sword behind his back.

Sheng Zhao then said: "Then, elders, can I ask Master Jian to release the brothers now?"

Jiang Qianzhou: "..."

Anger surged up again in an instant.

Elder Xie made a decisive decision: "Let it go now."

Quickly separate the two.

Jiang Qianzhou sneered: "Okay."

He looked at Sheng Zhao: "Just let him go with me."

Sheng Zhao also had this intention. He was afraid that Jiang Qianzhou would let him go, but he would give the seniors some other punishment.

Anyway, Jiang Qianzhou couldn't move himself now, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Elder Xie: "...Is this not very good?"

Jiang Qianzhou glanced at him and said softly, "I have a sense of proportion."

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Sheng Zhao stood at the door of the confinement room.

In front of him is Jiang Qianzhou, who is releasing the restraint.

Sheng Zhao looked around, and all he could see were the familiar scenery, which had not changed for decades.

He pursed his lips, a little nervous.

Sheng Zhao pinched his palms hard to calm himself down.

No more trembling.

Nothing to be afraid of.

It's passed.

No one dares to move themselves now.

It took a while for Sheng Zhao to calm down.

He looked at Jiang Qianzhou with deep hatred in his eyes.

This time, he will never repeat the same mistakes.

The door opened.

Jiang Qianzhou turned sideways.

In the next moment, Sheng Zhao felt the cold air rushing towards his face, which made his bones itchy and stabbed his whole body with pain.

It was pitch black inside the door, and the black hole seemed to be able to eat people.

The shadow left by the previous life on Sheng Zhao was too deep.

Just looking at it, he almost stopped breathing.

"Are you scared?"

Jiang Qianzhou's voice brought Sheng Zhao back to his senses, and he raised his eyes to meet Jiang Qianzhou's cold stare at him.

Like a cold-blooded python.

Sheng Zhao smiled: "Jian Zun is too worried."

He stepped up to the door, and when he was about to step in, he stopped abruptly.

Sheng Zhao pinched the palm of his hand.

He can't tell.

Let's go, go in.

The reality is that Sheng Zhao can't even move a step.

The scenes repeatedly recalled in his mind gave Sheng Zhao the illusion that he had been imprisoned in the cold spring and was dying.

All the bones in my body ached from the cold.

Suddenly, Sheng Zhao's wrist was bound by the cold, like the cold iron catenary that was handcuffed to his hand in the previous life.

It was Jiang Qianzhou's hand, and he slowly tightened his cold fingers.

He asked, "Why don't you go?"

Sheng Zhao trembled all over, reacting violently, he struggled hard: "Let me go!"

Jiang Qianzhou clenched it tightly, and his face was calm: "Don't be afraid, you can't walk, this deity will help you."

Jiang Qianzhou walked into the dark confinement room.

He grabbed Sheng Zhao and dragged him in abruptly.

Sheng Zhao staggered and was pulled into the darkness.

He couldn't draw his hand, and he couldn't stop.

Jiang Qianzhou stopped suddenly at the corner.

Sheng Zhao didn't react in time, and bumped into Jiang Qianzhou's back.

In the next moment, the clanging of the sword rang out!

Sheng Zhao drew his sword and stabbed at Jiang Qianzhou who was close at hand!

The blade of the sword drew a dazzling sword light in the darkness.

Reflecting Sheng Zhao's fierce black eyes.

He broke through the mud that covered him, and chopped towards the "mysterious chain" that locked him.

Word by word, hiding hatred and anger: "I told you to let go, didn't you hear?"

The author has something to say:

Don't touch me with dirty hands Zhao Zhao!