After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

The thunder calamity was approaching in no time, Sheng Zhao received the next blow, blood filled his throat, and he let out a muffled groan.

The illusion of being promoted to Nascent Soul also impacted his state of mind at this time.

Sheng Zhao seemed to have returned to the high platform that was pointed out by thousands of people back then, the chill was piercing to the bone, and the pain was in the marrow.

The spiritual vein was cut off, and his spiritual energy was slowly draining.

At that time, he was only a little short of being promoted to Jindan, and now, he was only a little bit close to being promoted to Nascent Soul.

Another thunderbolt struck down through the clouds with great momentum, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Sheng Zhao's mouth, and he subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

The power of Thunder Tribulation does not seem to be great.

Sheng Zhao's ambiguous mind was forced out of the illusion by this something wrong, he raised his eyes to see the dark clouds in the sky, and the bursts of thunder sounded like simple and simple rhythms.

He suddenly realized that it was Tiandao showing mercy to his subordinates.

Feeling ashamed in his heart, Tiandao voluntarily demoted Lei Jie to a lower class.

Sheng Zhao never realized more clearly than at this moment that he had already lived a new life, and his master in this life was Wu Yu who protected him in every possible way.

The illusion is self-defeating.

Sheng Zhao took out the bottle of elixir that Wu Yu gave him when they parted from the mustard space. He sniffed the mouth of the bottle, and the faint fragrance mixed with the fragrance of the medicine.

I can't smell any medicine.

Sheng Zhao swallowed one, and after the effect of the medicine took effect, the Lingtai was instantly clear. He should have been thankful that the elixir prepared by Wu Yu saved the emergency, but Sheng Zhao was stiff all over.

His fingertips trembled, and the porcelain bottle fell to the ground.

Why not a medicine to strengthen cultivation and replenish spiritual power?Rather, is it an elixir for peace of mind, a pure heart demon?

How did Wu Yu know that when he was promoted to Nascent Soul, the problem he encountered was in the illusion?Before he was promoted, Wu Yu was least worried about his state of mind.

Because his life was easy and smooth, with almost no setbacks.

Another mouthful of blood spilled from Sheng Zhao's lips. He vaguely guessed something, but he didn't dare to think about it.

Maybe... Wu Yu specially prepared it because he saw that his behavior was abnormal recently, it is not impossible.

Shocked by lightning, Sheng Zhao's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't even pay attention to Qi Hua, who was beside him with evil intentions.

He ran through the recent events in his mind, and finally came to a conclusion. In Wu Yu's eyes, his recent behavior was indeed extremely weird, and it was normal for Wu Yu to worry about his state of mind.

Only then did Sheng Zhao heave a sigh of relief, and concentrate on overcoming the rest of the thunder tribulation.

The golden pill in the dantian transformed into a transparent and golden Xiao Shengzhao, dressed in white and cute as Yuxue.

Sheng Zhao glanced at it, feeling a little strange, why was his Nascent Soul wearing a crane cloak?Is he so afraid of the cold?

Sheng Zhao withdrew his gaze, he stood up, his breath was unstable due to the thunder disaster, and his face was pale.

Seeing everything, Qi Hua walked into the formation.

Even if Sheng Zhao fled, he would still be a disciple of Jianzong's treasured Tianjiao. Even if Qi Hua wanted to, he would not dare to do it.

Besides, he didn't want to hurt Sheng Zhao's mind, so he had been carefully protecting the Dharma for the people in the formation just now.

Qi Hua noticed the blood on the corner of Sheng Zhao's mouth, and he took out a handkerchief, "Did Daoist Sheng pass the tribulation smoothly?"

Sheng Zhao stretched out his hand and said weakly, "It's pretty smooth."

Qi Hua: "I'll do it."

After crossing the catastrophe, the monks will have a period of weakness due to the thunder catastrophe, and need time to calm down and consolidate their cultivation.

Sheng Zhao's lips were pale, his usual flamboyant energy disappeared, and the red clothes were a bit dull.

For some reason, Qi Hua wiped Sheng Zhao's blood much more gently.

Sheng Zhao obediently raised his head and let him do it. After wiping, he thanked him very politely: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Qi."

Qi Hua said "Yes", and said from the bottom of her heart, there are times when she is good.

Sheng Zhao continued to thank: "Thank you for protecting me."

Qi Hua smiled: "Why are you so unfamiliar with me all of a sudden?"

Sheng Zhao frowned, smiled and said nothing.

The way they walked between them was no longer in a hurry this time, it was as leisurely and comfortable as if they were enjoying the mountains and rivers.

It's just that Sheng Zhao couldn't walk steadily because of his weakness, and his breath was short of breath.

Qi Hua stretched out his hand, "I'll help fellow Taoist."

Sheng Zhao pursed his lips, obediently pulled him up, and thanked him in a low voice.

Seeing how obedient he is, Qi Hua's eyes softened even more.

Very nice.

He likes this cuteness.

They stayed at the inn in the city for a few days, waiting for Sheng Zhao to consolidate the Nascent Soul.

The rumors that Jiang Qianzhou lost his cultivation base and was seriously injured also intensified, and the people from Jianzong never came forward to clarify, but no matter how much news there is, they don't know.

Qi Hua held the fan and sipped his tea thoughtfully.

Sheng Zhao sat beside him, leaning on the window and looking at the passers-by on the street, he propped his face, and Ditang's words reached his ears.

Neither of them said a word in the room.

Sheng Zhao suddenly turned to look at Qi Hua: "Do you believe it?"

What Sheng Zhao asked was the rumor that Jiang Qianzhou was the one who escaped from marriage and left, and Jiang Qianzhou's three worships that day confirmed the former's deep love for Sheng Zhao.

Now, Sheng Zhao not only has the reputation of absconding in fear of crime, but also the reputation of a heartless man, and there are people who feel sorry for Yuan Qing Sword Master everywhere.

Qi Hua asked, "Do you want to go back and explain?"

Sheng Zhao was silent for a long time before shaking his head: "No more."

He looked a little lonely, and his rare low mood was also a truth that Sheng Zhao rarely revealed.

His eyelids drooped again, looking at the noisy crowd below, the light and shadow of the setting sun filtered through Sheng Zhao's black hair, making his whole body white and transparent, and also covered up the sarcasm in Sheng Zhao's eyes.

He should have gotten used to this kind of scene where thousands of people pointed at him, no one could argue with him, and no one believed what he said.

Sheng Zhao denied it softly in his heart, but there was still someone who believed it, such as... his master.

He was also fortunate that he made the decision to give up everything a long time ago.

Sheng Zhao smiled, and he went to see Qi Hua with light in his eyes: "What does it matter to me whether they believe it or not? Qi Hua, just trust me."

"Sooner or later they will know that I didn't do it."

Sheng Zhao stretched out his hand.

Qi Hua put down the teacup, hugged him in her arms, and said softly, "Well, then I won't explain it."

"I believe in you, Sheng Zhao."

This is a hug without any sexual desires, pure comfort between friends, Qi Hua is very considerate and silent, leaving time for Sheng Zhao to sort out his emotions.

Because of Sheng Zhao's weak period, Qi Hua has taken care of him these few days, and their relationship has become much closer.

Qi Hua hugged the man, her eyes were playful, and she thought maliciously, Sheng Zhao, you only have me.

You can only rely on me.

He couldn't help but think about the scene where Sheng Zhao, who trusted him wholeheartedly, was handed back to Jianzong by himself.

Will it be sad?

Will you cry?

Reason tells Qi Hua that if Jianzong finds out that it is Sheng Zhao he is hiding, the relationship between the two families may become bad.

But Qi Hua suddenly felt a little bit reluctant in her heart. She couldn't bear to have such an obedient Sheng Zhao turn against her.

She also didn't want Sheng Zhao to leave her.

He let Sheng Zhao leave Jianzong at the beginning because Qi Hua wanted Sheng Zhao to bring him a sense of freedom. Now he has enjoyed enough, but somehow, he doesn't want to let Sheng Zhao leave for the time being.

But when things subside, sooner or later, Sheng Zhao will leave her.

And Qi Hua's favorite thing is always to firmly control people in his hands, even if it is a plaything for a while, he will not allow the other party to escape his grasp.

He hasn't played enough, how can Sheng Zhao leave?

What should he do?Qi Hua smelled the faint fragrance from Sheng Zhao's body and felt a little distressed.

Sheng Zhao took a deep breath, stood up straight, and laughed: "After all, not everyone knows me."

"When I finish playing with you, I will go to practice, and when things subside..."

Sheng Zhao paused: "Jiang Qianzhou is not interested in me anymore, I will go back to Jianzong."

Qi Hua replied softly, "Okay."

He had dark eyes, look, Sheng Zhao had a plan, including leaving him.

Sheng Zhao thought about it carefully: "There is a place that you must have never been to."

Qi Hua: "Where?"

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When the moon sets and the stars sink, one place is brightly lit.

Sheng Zhao walked in with Qi Hua.

Qi Hua looked around, frowning slightly: "The brothel?"

Sheng Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Qi Hua turned around and left, he didn't want to stay in such a filthy place for a moment.

Seeing that he was angry, Sheng Zhao hurriedly asked, "Why are you leaving?"

Women dressed in violent blue men came up, a group of Yingying and Yanyan, smiling coquettishly: "That's right, why are you going?"

Qi Hua endured her nausea, and smiled softly, "Please don't touch me, girls."

Although Qi Hua was dressed in white like jade and spoke softly, her eyes were so cold that they shuddered.

They shrank and stopped.

They are just mortal smoke and dust women, and no cultivator can afford to offend them.

But Sheng Zhao blushed after being bumped by them. He forced a smile and said, "Sisters, can you open us a side room?"

Qi Hua wanted to leave, but Sheng Zhao insisted on pulling him.

The two almost fled and hurried into the wing room, once inside they immediately closed the door to isolate the chasing bustard from the outside.

They looked at each other and found each other's embarrassment, so they couldn't help laughing.

Sheng Zhao: "How does fellow Daoist Qi run for his life?"

Qi Hua: "Isn't that the same for Fellow Daoist Sheng?"

Sheng Zhao explained: "I read the script before, and I was always a little curious about it. I couldn't help but pull you to take a look. Who would have thought that you have never seen Qi Hua."

Qi Hua tapped him lightly with the fan bone, suppressing the disgust in her heart, and joked with him in a warm voice: "I don't like Goulan, it's really the first time I've seen this world today."

Sheng Zhao: "Don't worry, I'll leave in a while."

Qi Hua heaved a sigh of relief.

Sheng Zhao poked his head out from the door and said to the old bustard, "Then what, bring us some wine and food."

The bustard: "You don't want women?"

Sheng Zhao blushed, hesitating: "No, don't."

The old bustard snorted lightly: "Two chicks."

Sheng Zhao was ashamed and indignant: "Who do you say is, that one?!"

Qi Hua pulled him, "Okay, come in."

Sheng Zhao angrily closed the door vigorously.

Sheng Zhao was a little curious: "Qi Hua, are you?"

Qi Hua was startled: "What?"

Sheng Zhao was embarrassed: "That's right, that's what she said just now."

Qi Hua was silent for a while before hesitatingly said, "Yes."

The Qi family has always had a good demeanor outside, but it was in a state of chaos inside. Qi Hua saw a lot of filthy things in the courtyard, and she was extremely disgusted in her heart, and she kept herself clean.

When he was young, he had a crush on Yu Anyi, and the two even made a marriage contract, but Qi Hua faintly sensed that the other party's thoughts were not on him.

Qi Hua's heart was chilled, but he cherished Yu Anyi very much, he couldn't bear to force him back then, now that he has retreated for a hundred years, his palpitations have disappeared a lot.

But now he confessed to Sheng Zhao, but he couldn't help being a little ashamed, and couldn't bear to say it after accepting it.

Sheng Zhao thought he was boring, so he leaned on the railing to watch the performance on the high stage below.

Dancers stepping on the drums, with golden lotuses inch by inch, their bodies are as light as swallows, and they show a lot of scenery when dancing, they are extraordinarily graceful and attractive.

And Qin Nu chanted obscene words, pushing the atmosphere to the extreme.

Sheng Zhao looked at the blushing, but felt fresh, and said softly: "Those sisters look good."

Qi Hua glanced at it, feeling bored, he was inexplicably angry, his eyes were a little cold: "You like it?"

Just as Sheng Zhao wanted to say something, the food and drink were brought up.

Sheng Zhao poured the wine and tasted it curiously: "This wine is a bit strong."

He poured Qi Hua a glass.

Qi Hua didn't drink it, he repeated: "Do you like it?"

Sheng Zhao smiled: "I like it."

Qi Hua stopped the old bustard who didn't leave: "Please call up all the girls dancing downstairs, my friend likes it."

On the sidewalk, throwing spirit stones all over the place.

The old bustard swallowed, and immediately said: "Okay!"

Sheng Zhao stopped him in horror, and glared at Qi Hua: "What are you doing!"

Qi Hua took a sip of her wine and smiled, "Don't you like it?"

Sheng Zhao had a headache: "I just like how they dance. Don't you think that the drum is so small, but they dance so beautifully? Isn't it amazing?"

Qi Hua paused, "Just like dancing?"

Sheng Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Qi Hua looked at the old bustard, "I'll give you the spirit stone, let them continue dancing."

The old bustard looked happy, feeling that he had been taken advantage of: "Okay, okay."

After she retreated, Sheng Zhao looked at Qi Hua with a strange expression: "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Hua just smiled: "Don't you like it? Although I don't like it, I want to make you happy."

Sheng Zhao sighed once again, "Qi Daoyou is a good person", then ate wine and watched the dance music below.

The more you drink, the hotter you will feel.

Qi Hua only drank a few sips, but he also felt a little hot, he knew it must be because of the addition of spices to the wine.

Qi Hua called out "Sheng Zhao", but the other party turned his head, his eyes blurred, obviously drunk.

He was funny from the bottom of his heart, how could he still love drinking so much with such a drinking capacity?

Sheng Zhao asked vaguely, "Why don't you read it?"

Qi Hua looked at the dance music according to her words: "I don't like it."

Sheng Zhao leaned over, he was very drunk, his body was shaking, and he fell on Qi Hua's body when he lost his balance, then got up by force, and fell on Qi Hua's shoulder.

Her face was pink, the end of her eyes were red, her glazed pupils were so moist that she seemed ready to shed tears in the blink of an eye, but her lips were hooked, her color was compelling.

The loose neckline exposed half of the collarbone, and the knuckles were also pink.

Qi Hua suddenly realized that Sheng Zhao was already pink all over from the heat of the wine.

Sheng Zhao said softly, as if coquettish: "Then what do you like?"

Qi Hua smelled the faint fragrance left in Sheng Zhao's nose when he rushed towards him, and he seemed to be drunk too, his chest was hot, and he began to lose his mind.

Qi Hua whispered back to Sheng Zhao, "I want to see you dance."