After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Qi Hua was just a passer-by, no matter how much he begged, no one would answer him, even when he held his sword against the neck of Jiang Qianzhou who locked Xiao Shengzhao in the cold pool, forcing him to release him.

In the dream, Jiang Qianzhou looked indifferent. He was so high above that he didn't care about it.

Qi Hua is a dreamer, he can't hurt Jiang Qianzhou.

He once gave up the bone fan for Sheng Zhao, and now he gave up the sword in his hand for Xiao Shengzhao.

Because no matter what he is holding in his hand, he is also a waste, a waste that can't even save the one he loves.

Qi Hua's mind was broken, he fell into the cold pool, hugged the young man who could hardly hear his breathing, and begged frantically.

"Don't be so cruel to me."

"Don't let me watch Sheng Zhao die."

"Save my Zhao Zhao, no matter who it is..."

Blood and tears mixed with the icy cold water made Qi Hua's face messy, he opened his dull and empty eyes, and gently hugged the person in his arms, as if he was trying hard but didn't dare to do so.

Not because he was afraid that the person in his arms would be fragile, but because he felt that he had lost the qualification to hug Sheng Zhao into his own flesh and blood.

Qi Hua didn't know how long he had been in the dark. He even thought that Xiao Shengzhao had turned into a dead body when there was a sound.

Jiang Qianzhou walked in with a sword in hand, and with some disgust, used his spiritual power to lift the dying boy out of the cold pool and threw him on the ground.

When his Zhao Zhao was snatched from his arms, Qi Hua, who was on the verge of madness, almost didn't go crazy on the spot. He bit the middle of his tongue, and the soaring bloody smell and bone-piercing pain in his mouth made Qi Hua lucid for the time being.

Because he knew that Jiang Qianzhou's gesture of charity also saved Xiao Shengzhao.

Much more useful than his care.

Qi Hua almost breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Qianzhou speak.

Jiang Qianzhou frowned coldly, and said in white clothes: "I've been imprisoned for nearly a month, and I forgot that you are still in the cold spring."

Qi Hua woke up from the dream this time with a feeling of rejoicing as if she was alive after a catastrophe and a deep hatred for Jiang Qianzhou.

He will kill Jiang Qianzhou.

Anyone who hurt Sheng Zhao, he will kill.

Even he himself will apologize like Sheng Zhao.

In the middle of the night, Qi Hua quietly opened the door of Sheng Zhao's room, suppressing his heavy panting, as if Sheng Zhao was his life-saving medicine, only when he saw Sheng Zhao who was safe and sound, did he recover from the near-death state .

He was covered in cold sweat, his hands and feet were cold, but he looked at Sheng Zhao's peaceful sleeping face with a strange sense of satisfaction.

Qi Hua stretched out his hand, wishing to caress Sheng Zhao's forehead where his hair was messed up like a demon. The moment he was about to touch it, a painful smile appeared on his face.

Finally, he knelt on the ground.

With an extremely humble gesture, he bowed his head and kissed Sheng Zhao's hair that had fallen outside the bed, and he kissed through a layer of air. He said with a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... ..."

"I love you."

Qi Hua closed his eyes, with salty tears streaming out of the corners of his eyes, his road was precarious, his mind was in chaos, only Sheng Zhao was left in his mind.

He didn't know how long he knelt before turning around and crawling out of the room.

In fact, as long as Qi Hua kneels lower and bends his head a little bit, he can meet Qi Ren who is hiding under the bed.

Qi Ren crawled out from under the bed again and broke the talisman.

Qi Ren let out a breath, and smiled, "It's so dangerous, Qi Hua just ran over at a speed like a ghost was chasing after me, I almost didn't have time to hide in, and was caught by him."

Sheng Zhao, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, didn't lift his eyes, and said coldly, "One more time, you don't have to hide."

Qi Ren smiled but was not a smile, with moderate doubts in his eyes, he asked warmly: "I'm curious how the young master made him like this..."

He thought about his words: "From a high-ranking person who thinks highly of himself, he willingly degenerates into a dog?"

"It's still a dog in the water abandoned by its master." Qi Ren chuckled, as if sincerely mourning: "It's so pitiful."

Only then did Sheng Zhao lazily raise his eyes and cast a sidelong glance at Qi Ren, with a warning in his eyes.

But Qi Ren didn't seem to see it, and asked in a low voice: "Is it because of a few dreams? But I also want to see the past of the young master."

She even complained about Sheng Zhao's injustice with a hint of grievance and jealousy.

Obviously...

Qi Ren said with a smile: "Obviously... I can also be the son's dog willingly."

Sheng Zhao suddenly stood up halfway, he raised his hand to hold the back of Qi Ren's head, and pressed down.

Qi Hua approached Sheng Zhao's face very obediently.

The distance between them is extremely close, the tip of their noses is against the tip of their noses, their eyes are facing each other, and their breaths are blending with each other.

Qi Hua felt palpitations and shortness of breath in an instant, his face was flushed and his heart was pounding, and he refused to close his eyes, staring at Sheng Zhao firmly.

Sheng Zhao raised his eyebrows, and the tails of his raised eyebrows became even more arrogant. He said cheerfully, "Are you in a hurry?"

"It's because you know that the deal between me and you is coming to an end." Sheng Zhao frowned slightly, with a smile on his face, "You're in a hurry to be my servant?"

He pretended to be distressed: "But what should I do?"

Sheng Zhao sighed like blue: "I don't like raising a mad dog, but Qi Hua is so obedient, I like it very much."

Qi Ren dissatisfiedly denied: "He is not far from going crazy."

Sheng Zhao pursed his lips, and smiled helplessly: "But even if he is crazy, he will worship me as a god, can you?"

Sheng Zhao glanced down slightly, and the suggestive glance made Qi Ren's forehead twitch, and he was about to go crazy.

"You're different." Sheng Zhao said word by word, "Don't think I don't know what you're doing secretly in front of me."

"Ah."

Sheng Zhao held Qi Ren's hair, pulled it back violently, and let go of his hand after pushing it away. His exquisite Adam's apple rolled gently, and the moonlight reflected a section of jade white and a little pink on the top, which was perfect. colorful.

He used such a pretty face that people couldn't take his eyes off, and his vermilion lips spoke softly, saying extremely cool words: "Get out."

Qi Ren stared fiercely at Sheng Zhao, and only for a moment, he returned to his usual gentle and jade-like appearance. He stood up straight and straightened his slightly wrinkled sleeves: "Young Master, Ye An."

When he was about to leave, Sheng Zhao smiled behind him and said, "By the way, Qi Ren, hurry up."

Qi Ren's forehead twitched again, and without saying a word, he jumped out of the window, so anxious that he forgot to detach the talisman.

After they left, Sheng Zhao leaned on the bed, his face was terribly cold, and he didn't even smile at all.

He counts the time.

There are still two days left, and two days after it is over, it will be the Centennial Reunion.

Sheng Zhao closed his eyes, he untied the talisman slowly, then slowly raised his lips, and frowned when he suddenly thought of something.

He seems to have forgotten one thing, even if Qi's family is a villa, his master will come to show his face.

Thinking of the "shocking event" he had done in the past few days, Sheng Zhao felt a little guilty for no reason.

Hmm...it's better not to meet.

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The night was the same as usual, the only difference was that Qi Hua couldn't wait to close her eyes and fall asleep, and fell asleep on her own initiative.

He was going to confirm Xiao Shengzhao's safety.

When he raised his eyes, he saw a young man who was working hard to cultivate. Qi Hua's expression was rare and gentle these days. He thought, Xiao Shengzhao's cultivation base is close to Jindan, if he remembers correctly, Jianzong allows Jindan's disciples to travel far away .

He may now hope that Xiao Shengzhao can break through the golden core and leave Jianzong more than Xiao Shengzhao who is practicing.

Live well.

Don't be bullied by other people.

Backfired.

Qi Hua watched over the bed with gentle eyes, waiting for the scarred Sheng Zhao to fall asleep, the surrounding candles suddenly went out.

The top-notch miraculous incense that alchemists are most familiar with permeates this dilapidated hut.

The boy had already fallen asleep.

And Qi Hua watched helplessly as there were two more people in the room besides Sheng Zhao and the transparent him.

One is Yu Anyi, whom he is very familiar with.

One was the Demon Lord Pei Qiyan who had met him once before the last hundred years meeting.

They stood close together.

Hearing Yu Anyi's unfamiliar expression, Qi Hua's eyes were very fragile: "Xiao Qi, only the spirit bones on his body can save me, and I have been hinting to my master for a long time these days, explaining to him that my cultivation Something went wrong."

"As long as he becomes a demon, Master will definitely take out Sheng Zhao's spiritual bones for me to practice. You know, if I don't do this, my cultivation level will drop to the level of ordinary people." Yu Anyi looked painful: " I don't even think about it, when I was a child on the way to practice... it was because of him that something went wrong."

"I thought it was fine." Yu Anyi closed his eyes hastily, and sighed slightly: "But as I grow older, the loopholes become bigger and bigger."

"I don't want to treat my only senior brother like this, but..." Yu Anyi muttered to himself, "If it wasn't for him..."

Speaking of this, he stopped talking angrily: "It's my own desires, how can I blame Sheng Zhao."

Pei Qiyan was looking at the person on the bed, and sneered disdainfully: "It's just a waste, and the spirit bones on him become useless."

"He can only be a low-level cultivator after struggling all his life. If I don't give you the spirit bone, it would be of some use." Pei Qiyan said.

After all, Pei Qiyan's fingertips emitted a few wisps of devilish energy and pierced into the heart of the ignorant Xiao Shengzhao.

These wisps of light devilish energy will hinder Xiao Shengzhao's practice, make him stagnate or even go backwards, and make him possess the breath of devil cultivator.

This is actually very easy to solve. As long as there is one person who can go and picket carefully for Xiao Shengzhao, he can easily find that Xiao Shengzhao's dantian is clean and there is no trace of evil spirit.

These highly concealed demonic energy just linger in the heart, just for the purpose of exuding the aura of demonic cultivation.

As long as there is only one person who can see it sincerely, this kind of deception can be easily solved.

But Pei Qiyan didn't change to a more advanced method, he thought, how could someone care about a waste?

Yu Anyi who was beside him hid his face, as if he couldn't bear it: "When everything is over, I will take care of the rest of his life, so that he can live a prosperous life in the mortal world without any worries."

Pei Qiyan felt that his elder brother Yu was too kind.

Moxiu only had evil desires in his heart, he thought, the person lying on the bed is really lucky.

Paying a pair of spiritual bones can save the rest of your life from struggling and enjoying peace.

Make a lot of money.

Qi Hua watched nervously from the side, he even forgot to stop him, and even took a few steps back, bumping into the wall behind him.

He stared at Yu Anyi in disbelief.

Then he laughed bitterly, and he laughed more and more maniacally, and finally bowed down, tears streaming out.

It turns out... It turns out that the person he fell in love with back then was not pure and clean, with spotless white clothes, but so unbearable.

With a ridiculous and ugly face, he stomped Sheng Zhao, who was supposed to break free from the mud, to the bottom in a few words.

The author has something to say:

Tomorrow is Qixi Festival, I will try my best to let Master and Zhao Zhao meet orz, and then Mozun’s name will be changed to Pei Qiyan