After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Qi Hua lay on the ground panting unceasingly, his whole body was in constant pain, and he heard all the sounds of Sheng Zhao.

Seeing the red quilt trembling squatting beside her.

Qi Hua slowly closed her eyes, and smiled wryly, "Zhao Zhao, don't look at me."

He is really in a mess now.

A battle that he thought he would definitely win, but lost so embarrassingly.

In the end, it was Sheng Zhao who saved himself.

Qi Hua's arrogance was completely wiped away by this move, he took a breath, and suddenly some warm liquid dripped on his face.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Sheng Zhao who was crying silently.

Biting her lips tightly, she didn't dare to let out a whimper, but her eyes were red from crying, and tears kept falling down her cheeks.

With tears in his eyes, Sheng Zhao's eyes were full of distress.

The pain in his body seemed to disappear in an instant, only one part of Qi Hua's body was still feeling, and his heart hurt so badly that he could hardly breathe.

Qi Hua struggled to half-stand up, and reached out to caress the corners of Sheng Zhao's eyes.

His hands were weak, and his fingertips were trembling constantly.

The blood on Qi Hua's fingertips was smeared by tears, and the blood stained Sheng Zhao's white face. He paused in his hand, smiled lightly, and said in a soft voice, "Zhao Zhao, there is a blood stain on my chest." A porcelain bottle."

"Feed me what's inside." Qi Hua's eyes were filled with almost crazy determination.

That pill was his backhand. Qi Ren's violent attack just now was too sudden, and he had no time to react. Now the dust has basically settled, but it's not that there is no chance to resist.

Whether it's to protect Sheng Zhaozai or for himself, even if this medicine will make Qi Hua become like Qi Shiren.

Qi Hua still swallowed the pills that Sheng Zhao found out in a panic and gave himself.

Bitterness lingered in his mouth, and the effect of the medicine took place instantly, blending with the power of blood in Qi Hua's body, quickly healing the wounds inside and outside his body, but his cultivation base was slowly declining step by step.

Qi Hua stared fiercely at Qi Ren, who was turning his back on the two of them, and clutched the fan bone, about to launch a blow.

But suddenly a person jumped into his arms,

Almost instantly, Qi Hua's brows softened.

Qi Hua stopped his hands, regardless of his declining cultivation, he wanted to comfort the person in his arms first.

Sheng Zhao's body was still trembling with fear, his whole body was dyed icy cold by the cold air, he wrapped his arms around Qi Hua's neck, his hands were tightened tightly,

Tears wiped Qi Hua's shoulders, soaking wet and warm.

Qi Hua gently patted Sheng Zhao's back.

Sheng Zhao cried for a while before choking out his sobs: "Qi Hua, I'm so scared, I'm so scared..."

Qi Hua whispered, "It's okay, Zhao Zhao won't cry."

He comforted him, wanting Sheng Zhao to relax himself so that he could deal with Qi Ren, but hearing Sheng Zhao's sobs, he really couldn't bear it.

Qi Hua's voice was hoarse, but he still comforted him one sentence after another. The more he comforted him, the more he realized how dependent Sheng Zhao was on him.

My heart is sore and sweet.

After staying for quite a while, Sheng Zhao's tears stopped a little, and he whimpered and said, "Qi Hua, stop arguing."

He buried his face in Qi Hua's arms wearily, and said in a muffled voice, "Stop arguing, okay?"

"Qi Hua, please take a look." Sheng Zhao took a breath, slowly raised his face, and said word by word, "The Qi family is rotten to the core, such a place is not worth half your life, or even more. things to win."

Sheng Zhao blinked, and another tear rolled down. He looked directly into Qi Hua's eyes, "It's not worth keeping you bound to it for the rest of your life."

Facing those clear black eyes, Qi Hua felt a sense of avoidance in vain, they were too clean.

It was so clean that there was no room for filth. When Qi Hua met those eyes, he knew that he would never dare to let Sheng Zhao see the dirtiest and darkest side of his heart.

Qi Hua closed his eyes, he looked away, and remembered what Sheng Zhao had said to him earlier, about a future that was even better than a dream.

He longed so much for him to let go of his long-standing obsession, but Qi Hua felt that he couldn't do it, so he could only choose to escape.

Qi Hua clenched her fan bones tightly, and said softly, "Hey, wait for me here."

The implication is that he cannot give up.

Sheng Zhao's tears flowed more and more violently, he tried his best to hook his lips, but he couldn't laugh no matter what, he could only lower his eyes deeply to hide.

Qi Hua was extremely distressed. He took a deep breath and forced himself to harden his heart. He was about to push Sheng Zhao away and get up, but Sheng Zhao pushed him suddenly.

"Qi Hua, I can't take it anymore." Sheng Zhao said in a very soft voice, "If you want to die, don't pull me, and don't let me just watch from the sidelines."

Sheng Zhao stood up staggeringly with his support on the snow, condescending, and squeezed out word by word: "I can't do it, Qi Hua."

"I'm tired."

It was only then that Qi Hua noticed Sheng Zhao's distress, his thin body was covered with a thin layer of snow, and his bare feet were blue and white from the cold.

With messy hair, she couldn't stop crying.

The red quilt dimmed a bit.

He looked at his eyes full of exhaustion and disappointment, and his love was almost exhausted.

Even though the pain was severe, she forced herself to say cruelly, "Qi Hua, let's separate."

"When I'm gone, you can do it again. Don't let me see it, and don't let me hear it."

After Sheng Zhao finished speaking, he turned around indifferently, and walked out step by step. His pace was not slow, and it didn't even take Qi Hua much time.

It seems that I really decided to give up.

Panic gradually spread from the bottom of Qi Hua's heart, he got up helplessly, and quietly looked at Sheng Zhao's back.

He originally wanted to wait for the matter to be understood before catching up with Sheng Zhao.

But for a moment, Qi Hua felt that if he didn't come forward, Sheng Zhao might really leave.

Even if they catch up again, this matter will always become a barrier in their hearts.

Qi Hua glanced around, the bustling buildings around were in ruins due to the previous fight, the secret guards stationed at the side with expressionless faces, and those under his command who betrayed and left because of his loss of power.

Qi Hua only felt terribly chilled, and couldn't help thinking that when he was about to die earlier, everyone turned their backs on him, and the only one who ran towards him was Sheng Zhao.

He only has Sheng Zhao.

Qi Hua's fingertips trembled, and she almost couldn't hold the fan bone in her hand, especially when she saw Qi Ren, who was supposed to be the winner, looking at Sheng Zhao's back in a daze.

He didn't want...to lose Sheng Zhao too.