After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

a month?Sheng Zhao thought, no wonder the injury on his body is almost healed.

He swallowed the last bite of food and put down his chopsticks.

Wu Yu asked: "Have you finished eating? Has your strength recovered?"

Sheng Zhao nodded: "It's much better than when I woke up."

Wu Yu nodded: "Well, that's good, you don't need to sleep tonight, just kneel here."

Sheng Zhao suspected that he had hallucinations: "Master? What did you say?"

Wu Yu was unmoved: "When did you realize your mistake, and get up again."

Sheng Zhao wanted to beg for mercy: "Master, the situation was urgent—"

Wu Yu slapped the chopsticks on the table with a "snap": "The situation is urgent? How did I tell you before I left? I said you use my sword, and she won't hurt you. You can take my words halfway." Take it to heart?!"

Sheng Zhao was frightened, this was the first time Wu Yu had shown such a big anger in front of him, he was speechless for a while, and then whispered: "I take it to heart."

Wu Yu held back her anger: "Have you taken it to heart? Then why did you make such a fuss with me?!"

He stood up and took a deep breath: "Sheng Zhao, I don't care what you want to do, as long as you are safe and sound."

Sheng Zhao whispered: "Aren't I fine now? Master, I know that I will not die, and I have the jade that Master gave me in my heart."

Seeing that Sheng Zhao refused to repent, Wu Yu was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, and he flicked his sleeves: "Sheng Zhao, I took you to the fairyland, and raised you carefully for five years, just to let you stab me. Heartbroken?"

He looked angry, but there was pain in his eyes.

Sheng Zhao watched, feeling very uncomfortable.

He went to hold Wu Yu's hand, and slowly tightened it: "Master, I was wrong, don't be angry."

After all, Wu Yu was reluctant to shake off Sheng Zhao's hand, and let him hold it: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Zhao counted them one by one: "You shouldn't take your own safety at heart."

Wu Yu's expression was not relaxed, she looked down at Sheng Zhao who was looking up and pretending to be very well-behaved: "There are more."

Sheng Zhao racked his brains to say good things: "I shouldn't have made Master angry, but also made Master worry."

Sheng Zhao got up halfway, and went to hug Wu Yu, his face just pressed against Wu Yu's waist, rubbed against him, and said, "I know I was wrong, Master."

"Don't punish me, okay?"

He really didn't want to kneel in the snow all night, it was too cold, but what Wu Yu was talking about was copying books, Sheng Zhao wouldn't be so coquettish.

Wu Yu stroked Sheng Zhao's hair, but his heart softened, and he sighed after a long time: "Okay."

Sheng Zhao wanted to get up, but Wu Yu's hands were still clasped, so he could only use this posture to ask him what happened during the time he was unconscious.

Wu Yu answered them one by one.

At the end, Sheng Zhaocai asked, "How is Sword Master Yuanqing?"

Wu Yu paused slightly: "I was imprisoned in the cold pool for a month, you wake up, and you should be released."

Sheng Zhao was curious: "Is it because of me?"

Wu Yu said "hmm".

Sheng Zhao thought for a moment, then asked cautiously: "Master, can I move to Yuanqing Peak for a short stay?"

"How can I say that Sword Master was injured because of me?"

Wu Yu was silent for a while.

Sheng Zhao: "Master?"

Wu Yu let go of him, with a tired voice: "It's up to you."

Sheng Zhao raised his head but could only see Wu Yu's back as he turned and left. In the vast snow field, he was dressed in white and looked a little lonely.

Wu Yu didn't walk fast, Sheng Zhao was able to grab him within a few steps and asked him what's wrong, but in the end Sheng Zhao just watched Wu Yu walk away slowly.

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The extremely cold confinement room was pitch black, and there was a weakly breathing person kneeling in the depths of the cold pool.

Jiang Qianzhou was trapped at the bottom of the spring by heavy chains, and ice crystals formed around his eyebrows and eyes. He had already practiced ice, so this temperature was nothing to him.

However, Jiang Qianzhou was seriously injured and was invaded by the cold air. After all, it was difficult for him. The injury worsened, and his heart was in pain all the time, tormenting him.

Jiang Qianzhou was worried about Sheng Zhao.

How is his injury?

is he awake?

Jiang Qianzhou was depressed, and vaguely heard a familiar sound of footsteps. He raised his eyes, and the darkness in front of him was dispelled by a little light.

The gentle white light gradually expanded, and when the vision was blurred, the breathtaking red figure appeared from behind the light.

The bright young man pursed his lips: "Jianzun, I'm here."

Jiang Qianzhou closed his eyes, his heart palpitating violently.

There was a heat source on the side of his face, it was Sheng Zhao's palm, his voice was hoarse, and he whispered, "Sheng Zhao."

"I'm here." Sheng Zhao touched it, and immediately withdrew his hand: "It's so cold."

Jiang Qianzhou froze, and withdrew his hand that was about to touch Sheng Zhao.

Forget it, the boy is afraid of the cold, so he won't touch him anymore.

Sheng Zhao untied the chain and wanted to help Jiang Qianzhou out.

Jiang Qianzhou dodged sideways. He didn't want to show any weakness in front of Sheng Zhao, so he stood up with force, but saw Sheng Zhao standing there with his hands outstretched, a little helpless.

Sheng Zhao withdrew his hand and snorted coldly: "It's fine if you don't let me help you, I don't want to talk to you."

He got angry, turned around and left.

Jiang Qianzhou grabbed Sheng Zhao's sleeve helplessly, and carefully avoided Sheng Zhao's hand: "You are not afraid of the cold, so don't touch me yet."

Sheng Zhao smiled again: "All right."

The two walked out of the secret room together slowly.

Jiang Qianzhou asked: "How is the injury? When did you wake up?"

Sheng Zhao: "Yesterday, I was much better. Mr. Yao said that my internal injury is still not healed, and it will take a long time to recover completely."

He sighed: "I also said that I should avoid food, and I can't eat spicy food. I still want to drink wine."

Jiang Qianzhou frowned: "It's not allowed to eat any kind of wine."

Feeling that his tone was too severe, he added: "When you recover from illness, I will give you all the fine wines in my collection."

Sheng Zhao was pleasantly surprised: "Really?!"

Jiang Qianzhou's eyes were also stained with a smile, and he gave a soft "um".

Sheng Zhao: "Then let's just say it, you can't lie to me."

"By the way, how is your injury? Let's wait and see at Yaojun's place."

Jiang Qianzhou: "Okay."

They walked out of the confinement room slowly, and after walking under the sun for a while, Jiang Qianzhou used his spiritual power to evaporate the water vapor from his body, and his body temperature returned to normal, and he felt a touch of warmth on his fingertips.

Looking sideways, I saw Sheng Zhao looking at the front seriously, but slowly holding his hand underneath, half of his cheeks fainted with shame.

Sheng Zhao said softly, "It's not iced anymore."

Jiang Qianzhou's heart softened, and he held Sheng Zhao's hand in turn: "Yes."

They walked for a long time, and no one mentioned that they could fly directly to Yaofeng with Yujian.

Sheng Zhao took a deep breath, as if he had been mentally prepared for a long time, and he whispered: "Then what, let me tell you something."

Jiang Qianzhou: "What?"

Sheng Zhao: "I asked my master for instructions, and he promised me..."

Jiang Qianzhou: "Promise what?"

Sheng Zhao blinked and smiled, "Promise me to move in and live with Master Jian!"

Jiang Qianzhou's expression paused, followed by ecstasy: "Really?"

Sheng Zhao was distressed: "But Jian Zun doesn't seem to have any spare house."

Jiang Qianzhou hugged Sheng Zhao violently, and sighed contentedly and happily: "I'll have someone clean up the room next to me."

He didn't ask Sheng Zhao why they didn't sleep together. Although his lover was bold and mischievous, he was also shy, so he understood.

Jiang Qianzhou thought to himself, Sheng Zhao is afraid of the cold.

He wanted to buy expensive tiger down leather and spread it all over the floor, so that his white and delicate feet could step on the ground comfortably.

A good-looking censer should be placed to burn intoxicating incense day and night, so that people's whole body can be infected with his smell.

The bed should also be made of precious black nanmu, covered with soft silk, lest the expensive skin and flesh will cause red marks on the bedding.

The cold spring in his room also needs to be replaced with hot water, and another cooking room has to be built...

Jiang Qianzhou counted one after another in his heart, and couldn't help but hugged the person in his arms tightly: "I will definitely not let you feel wronged."

Sheng Zhao was about to answer, but was interrupted by an exclamation.

Lu Jing couldn't believe it: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Zhao slightly hooked his lips, he was worried about how to push Jiang Qianzhou away.

He hurriedly pushed Jiang Qianzhou away, turned to look at Lu Jing, and said, "Senior Brother Lu."

Behind Sheng Zhao was Jiang Qianzhou's icy gaze, and Lu Jing met him, resisting all kinds of questions in his heart, and only asked, "Little brother, are you fully recovered from your injuries?"

Sheng Zhao smiled: "It's a rough idea, don't worry about Senior Brother Lu."

Listening to the alienation in Sheng Zhao's words, Lu Jing's heart ached.

Before the junior brother went to the secret place of the hidden forest, he still had a shoulder-to-shoulder relationship with all the senior brothers. Why is he unwilling to say a word now?

What is the relationship between Jian Zun and Junior Brother?

He originally thought that the junior brother went to find Sword Master every day just because he wanted to learn the Sword Master's way of swordsmanship. The younger junior brother did this, and he was sorry for the immortal master, and there were a few rumors in the sect.

But looking at it now, the relationship between Junior Brother and Sword Master might have exceeded their guess.

Lu Jing was a little disappointed, but he didn't dare to think anymore. He was forced to retreat by Jiang Qianzhou's icy gaze, and he left in a hurry.

Sheng Zhao sighed slightly in his heart, turned around but smiled to Jiang Qianzhou behind him, and said, "It's all your fault, because others saw it."

Jiang Qianzhou didn't care too much: "I'll tell them sooner or later, you and I will become a Taoist couple, won't you?"

Sheng Zhao refused to hold Jiang Qianzhou's hand any more, and urged him to go to Yaofeng for treatment.

So Yao Jun suffered a disaster, and tremblingly diagnosed and treated Yuanqing Jianzun who was covered with cold, and immediately sent the Buddha away after prescribing the medicine.

When Sheng Zhao and Jiang Qianzhou returned to Yuan Qingfeng, the room had already been arranged.

Sheng Zhao's internal injuries were not healed, Jiang Qianzhou was reluctant to let him practice swords, so he let Sheng Zhao go to have a rest, and after Jiang Qianzhou left, Sheng Zhao just sat by the window sill because of the conflict in his heart.

Sheng Zhao's brows and eyes were a little tired, looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the window, what he thought of was the snow scene of Tianshan Mountain.

Jiang Qianzhou, who hadn't gone far, turned his eyes and saw Sheng Zhao leaning against the window in a daze, looking unhappy.

Jiang Qianzhou was inexplicably uneasy, but the next moment, Sheng Zhao smiled at him.

That smile was the same as before.

The exquisite eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and a small dimple was exposed between the lips, and the smile was so bright that Jiang Qianzhou dazzled.

It also prevented him from noticing the coldness and depth in the depths of Sheng Zhao's eyes.