After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Sheng Zhao boarded the spirit boat that Qi Hua carried with him, and the huge spirit boat flew over the suburbs of the city, hiding himself.

The spirit boat used by the young master of the Qi family is not only superbly crafted, elegantly furnished, but also expensive. It takes a lot of spirit stones just to drive it. Avoid being discovered, and you can't stop halfway.

There will be more demand for spirit stones.

But Qi Hua was willing to take Sheng Zhao back with a little vulgar thing, and he was also happy.

Why not?

Sheng Zhao watched the huge spirit boat, played with the exquisite playthings everywhere, and did not refuse Qi Hua's promise to continue the guqin dance.

He thought, it is easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to luxury.

How long can Qi Hua endure without the Qi family and without these external objects?

Sheng Zhao leaned on the railing to look at the clouds outside the boat, and behind him was the clear and continuous sound of the piano.

The corner of his lips hooked into a smile: "Is it out of the border around Jianzong now?"

He sensed that the speed of the spirit boat had slowed down.

The sound of the zither stopped suddenly, and Qi Hua said "hmm": "It came out an hour ago, and it will be able to leave Jianzong's sphere of influence in another day."

Sheng Zhaoban leaned on the beauty couch behind him: "It's the first time I left Jianzong, and I just ran so far."

He sighed softly: "The Qi family must be farther away."

Qi Hua did not deny that the Qi family was indeed far away from Jianzong, and it was reasonable to say that they were separated from each other.

The Qi family is a family of medicine, and medical practitioners are the most popular, and few people dare to offend them, because they may be dying one day, and those who can be saved happen to have offended medical practitioners before.

No one dared to take their lives as a joke.

And Jianzong took over all the sword cultivators all over the world, and the sword cultivators fought and killed, and the disciples under his sect often asked the Qi family to treat them in accidents. Once they came and went, the relationship between the two families became better.

Also because of the distance, some children of the Qi family will be left to practice in Jianzong, so as not to be too late for treatment.

For example, the Yaojun of Jianzong was from the Qi family.

Qi Hua played the piano: "Wouldn't it be great? You can see the world after escaping."

As soon as the words fell, he felt something was wrong. The words belittled Sheng Zhao's current embarrassment, and also meant that the other party was young and ignorant.

But Qi Hua didn't make a sound to make amends. After all, it was in his hands, and he didn't need to hold it like before.

Qi Hua's gentle temperament is only for the sake of superficial etiquette, but in fact he is the most reluctant to bow his head, and others have always been humble to him.

Sheng Zhao's smile froze, and he stopped talking.

The atmosphere between the two fell silent.

One plays the piano while the other takes a nap.

They are all arrogant, who is willing to bow their heads first?Not to mention that Qi Hua still has the desire to train Sheng Zhao's arrogant temperament.

After a long stalemate, Sheng Zhao finally said, "Fellow Daoist Qi, I'm getting tired of staying on this spirit boat all day, and the only thing I can see is this cloud."

"The left and right are about to leave the sphere of influence of the Sword Sect, so let's stop the spirit boat and go play."

Qi Hua frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, she nodded, "Just in case, stop the spirit boat when we reach the border."

Sheng Zhao said "um" and said nothing more.

Qi Hua entertained herself for a long time before she went to see Sheng Zhao who was on the couch. The other party put his hands on his face, his red clothes were half hanging, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

He didn't move for a while, and seemed to be asleep.

He could hear that Sheng Zhao's breathing was fluttering, not as long as when he fell asleep, and Qi Hua knew that Sheng Zhao was depressed and lacked interest.

He doesn't feel bad.

Qi Hua wants to sharpen Sheng Zhao's sharp temper, so that his flamboyant nature will be restrained and he will know how to be obedient.

No matter how much you flap the butterfly wings, it will only linger between his fingers.

He pushed the piano away, without saying a word, turned back to the room without hesitation.

Hearing the sound of "squeak", Sheng Zhao sat up halfway, stroked his cold fingers, and poured himself a cup of hot tea to warm himself up.

It was much colder on the spirit boat than on the ground. The Qi family was located in the north, so they were used to the cold, and they didn't have any heavy clothes. Sheng Zhao couldn't sleep well these days because of the cold.

Qi Hua didn't like to eat, the whole spirit boat was terribly quiet and cold, the only thing that was warm was tea.

If it wasn't for Qi Hua's love of tea ceremony, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get hot water either.

Sheng Zhao took a small sip of the tea and filled the whole cup until he felt his stomach warmer. He leaned past the closed door with disdain in his eyes.

He knew what Qi Hua was planning, but he found it ridiculous.

Sheng Zhao thought for a while, remembering the childish words Qi Hua complained to him when he was a child in the previous life, and then Shi Shiran lay back.

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After nightfall, it gets even colder.

Sheng Zhao woke up from the cold, and opened his eyes to Qi Hua who had been staring at him for an unknown amount of time.

Qi Hua stroked Sheng Zhao's hand and scolded softly, "Why is it so cold, I don't know how to go back to my room and sleep again."

Sheng Zhao withdrew his hand: "I've always been afraid of the cold, I'm used to it."

Qi Hua shook her fan: "When you get off the spirit boat, shall I prepare some thick clothes for you?"

Sheng Zhao sat up, and he stretched himself: "Alright."

Qi Hua's fan tapped Sheng Zhao's forehead lightly: "Squeamish, spiritual power is not enough to protect the body? When we arrive at Qi's house later, it often snows over there, but you have to bear it."

A quarter of an hour later, Qi Hua stopped worrying about Sheng Zhao's arrival at Qi's house, and stood in the crowd with a gloomy expression.

After getting off the spirit boat, Sheng Zhao disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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Sheng Zhao was also a little dazed, he really wanted to go shopping tonight to fill his stomach, but before he could react, he was dragged away.

The crowd was crowded, and he didn't have time to turn his head to look, and when his eyes dimmed, he found that he was in the alley.

The alley was pitch black, and no one could be seen clearly. Sheng Zhao hurriedly looked at it from the moonlight, dressed in a clear and elegant white cloak of crane.

With just one glance, it went dark again.

He had always been afraid of the dark, but he was suddenly abducted, and he felt uneasy.

Subconsciously, I went to get a lamp from the mustard space, or a night pearl, whatever, as long as it can light up.

Before I could take it out, a flash of light came out from the front.

The other party seemed to know that he was afraid of the dark, so he held the lamp in time, lest he would be frightened.

Sheng Zhao thought about the back view just now, it was very familiar, and he obediently accepted the lamp handed over by the other party.

Even though there was light, he refused to raise his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Sheng Zhao looked down at his hand holding the light pole, and whispered, "Master."

Warm palms were pressed against Sheng Zhao's face, and Sheng Zhao's head was slowly raised, Wu Yu was a little helpless: "What's the matter?"

Not daring to look up at him.

Wu Yu only pressed it, and then put down his hand. He sighed lightly, took off the crane cloak, and put it on Sheng Zhao.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes were reproachful.

Sheng Zhao had just gotten off the spirit boat, his body was still warm, and his face was cold, Wu Yu was blaming him, he let Sheng Zhao go, why didn't Sheng Zhao take good care of himself?

Sheng Zhao knew what his master meant, felt the cold wind cut off for a moment after the crane cloak was put on, and could even feel the body temperature left by Wu Yu.

It was as warm as before, and Sheng Zhao's eyes were sore for some reason under his master's warm palm.

Wu Yu's expression has always been indifferent, as deserted as the moon in the sky, only by touching it can he know that the other party can easily drive away the chill.

Wu Yu was carefully putting away the tie of the crane cloak when Sheng Zhao rushed into his arms, and the lamp fell to their feet.

He paused, before reaching out to hug her back.

Sheng Zhao muffled: "Master."

Wu Yu said "hmm".

Sheng Zhao didn't make a sound anymore, and quietly hugged him, enjoying this moment of peace.

Wu Yu also let him go.

The entrance of the alley was not far away, and the voices outside were very noisy before, but after Sheng Zhao was buried in Wu Yu's arms, the noisy voices seemed to be separated by a layer of membrane, which was not very real.

There was even a bit of silence.

It makes the depths of this dark and cold alley more warm for no reason.

After Sheng Zhao had had enough hugs, he got up and tied the silk ribbon of the crane cloak by himself. It was usually an easy task, but now he was hooked by his thin knuckles and became extremely troubled.

He was restless and clumsy.

Under those cold gazes, the more they tied, the more chaotic they became.

Then, in order to cover up, Sheng Zhao asked aloud, "Master, why are you here?"

Wu Yu bowed to pick up the lamp at his feet: "My heart tells me that you are going out of the area of ​​Jianzong."

"I'll come and see you."

Sheng Zhao said "hmm" again, and finally fastened the damn belt. He put down his hands and blinked: "Master, is he worried about me, or does he want to take me back?"

Wu Yu went to straighten Sheng Zhao's black hair that was covered by the crane cloak, and came out meticulously: "Worry."

He paused for a moment, hesitating whether to say it, and finally said: "I'm afraid you will be wronged."

Sheng Zhao's throat was astringent, but he shook his head in denial, and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I haven't suffered any grievances."

"Who can bully me?"

Wu Yu sighed softly: "I'm not allowed to bully myself."

Sheng Zhao secretly hid his still cold hands behind his back: "It's not that I'm sick, why do I bully myself."

Wu Yu couldn't talk to him, so he had to give up.

He straightened Sheng Zhao's long hair, and then went to explore Sheng Zhao's spiritual veins: "I didn't hear about your promotion to Nascent Soul, which formation did you use?"

Sheng Zhao nodded.

Wu Yu's eyes showed appreciation: "Not bad."

He asked again: "Can you leave any hidden wounds?"

Sheng Zhao shook his head: "No, it went well."

Wu Yu inspected it before letting go: "After leaving the Jianzong area, I won't be able to take care of you anymore."

His tone was stern: "No matter what you want to do in the future, you must always be cautious about your life. If you can't provoke it, you will return to Tianshan."

Sheng Zhao nodded in response.

Wu Yu stroked Sheng Zhao's hair: "Don't forget to go home."

Sheng Zhao took a deep breath and said softly, "Okay."

Wu Yu turned around and wanted to leave.

Sheng Zhao looked at Wu Yu's back, the latter didn't seem to want to leave so soon, he walked a long way even though he could walk thousands of miles.

The moonlight just shone down, and the white clothes were dyed with a halo.

Sheng Zhao suddenly threw away the lamp that Wu Yu handed him, and chased after him. He held Wu Yu's hand within a few steps.

Wu Yu didn't look back, he stopped in his tracks, expecting something.

Sheng Zhao: "Master, why doesn't the elixir that helps me advance to Nascent Soul not replenish spiritual power, but purify the heart and eliminate demons?"

Wu Yu froze for a moment, and smiled wryly from the bottom of her heart.

What is he looking forward to?

Wu Yu was silent for a long time, he heard the uneasiness in Sheng Zhao's voice, and he knew in his heart that Sheng Zhao didn't want him to know about the past.

He made up his mind and said, "The gift from the Three Living Realms will not put you at risk of lack of spiritual power when you are promoted."

"The matter between you and Jiang Qianzhou may affect your state of mind, so I prepared that elixir."

Wu Yu's tone didn't fluctuate, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Sheng Zhao breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, I'm a little curious."

"Master, let's go."

"Ah."

Wu Yu said no more, and disappeared in front of Sheng Zhao in an instant.

The alley is dark and narrow.

But when Sheng Zhao was the only one left, he suddenly felt very empty and pitifully quiet.

It's like Wu Yu never showed up.

Sheng Zhao stood alone in the dark for a long time, and after the body temperature left by the crane cloak gradually disappeared, he turned back to pick up the lamp that he had thrown behind him, wrapped in a cold body.

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