After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Backfired, what a cruel word.

He finally knew how Xiao Shengzhao sank into the mud step by step.

Whether good or bad, the people around were ignoring Xiao Shengzhao intentionally or unintentionally, as if they had received a hint from someone.

Xiao Shengzhao had no other choice, the only ones he could get in touch with were these disciples, he wanted to know why his cultivation had stagnated or even regressed, but no one was willing to help him.

The last person he went to find was Qi Hua.

The solitary boy wore messy black hair, covering most of his face, his white clothes were stained with blood, and his exposed skin was covered in bruises.

Opposite Xiao Shengzhao was Qi Hua who was surrounded by everyone back then.

The latter listened to the whispers of the disciples beside him with a smile on his lips. When he saw the person blocking the way who rushed out suddenly, his eyes paused slightly, but he kept walking.

"Excuse me, I, I heard that you are an alchemist." Xiao Shengzhao murmured, he heard this sentence from the disciples who bullied him, and the people opposite seemed to have a lot to do with him.

He could only stop the person like a living horse doctor, thinking in his heart, what if, what if the other party is willing to help him.

It seems like they used to play together when they were kids.

"You can take a look for me...my cultivation—" Before Xiao Shengzhao could say anything, the group of glamorous disciples passed him by.

He didn't even bother to give alms with a glance.

But Xiao Shengzhao was clearly sure that the other party saw him, and the moment he passed by, he clearly met Qi Hua's eyes.

Back then, Qi Hua was young, and he showed more emotions than now. He had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were terribly cold when he looked at Xiao Shengzhao, and his disgust was almost on the surface.

That look was mocking.

Qi Hua at the side looked at his past self, and he could even guess what he was thinking back then——

How dare this messy waste stand in front of him?How dare you speak for yourself?Wouldn't it be because you want to rely on the marriage contract to have a relationship with yourself?

It's disgusting.

What a sarcasm, Qi Hua evoked a smile, for a moment, he wanted to kill himself back then.

The disgusting person is not Sheng Zhao, but him.

What happened next was as Qi Hua had expected. On the day when the time came, Yu Anyi acted quickly. Standing on the commanding heights of morality, he asked Sheng Zhao why he was possessed by a demon with a heartbroken face.

Well done.

Qi Hua was so overwhelmed by the hatred and pain in his heart, the killing intent made his eyes blood red, he tried his best to comfort himself.

It passed quickly.

After Yu Anyi exposed him, Jiang Qianzhou would expel the young man from the teacher's school and take the spirit bones. Even if his Sheng Zhao missed the immortal journey, he could spend the rest of his life carefree.

Backfired.

Things were completely different from Qi Hua's expectation.

He never expected that after the young man was dragged abruptly to the high platform surrounded by thousands of people, Jiang Qianzhou was the first to strike, but himself.

Qi Hua's mind was almost blank, he watched his past self come alive, bit by bit with a blunt knife, he cut off Xiao Shengzhao's spiritual veins.

The boy was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out.

It hurts so much.

Qi Hua thought, how could it be so painful.

He knelt down on the ground, clutching the flesh at his heart, tears streaming down his face, and listened stiffly to his past self saying softly to the young man he wished to hold in his heart: "It's ridiculous that a worm wants to go to the sky." .”

It's so ridiculous.

Qi Hua roared and laughed like a beast, then he stood up, drew his sword and stabbed himself.

He scratched his own face, stabbed his eyes blind, cut off his spiritual veins, and finally inserted the blade viciously into his heart.

Qi Hua completely vented her anger.

He regretted, felt guilty, and hated himself to the extreme.

But he was just a passerby, even if he was stabbed, the opponent would not notice it, and the events in the dream could not be changed at all.

He could only stare at "Qi Hua" who was stabbed into a blood man by himself, smiled and turned around and got off the high platform.

Qi Hua's hands and feet were cold, he thought, why can't he be killed?

Why not die?

When Jiang Qianzhou peeled off the young man's spirit bones, Qi Hua held the blade that was stained with the blood of "Qi Hua" in the dream, aimed at his heart and stabbed it in.

He killed himself.

So fortunate to wake up from the dream.

The moment Qi Hua woke up, his consciousness was still immersed in a dream, and viscous malice filled his mind.

In the darkness, he pointed the tip of the blade at his chest in a trance, and stabbed in.

When the pain hit, Qi Hua woke up in a daze.

He pulled out the blade that missed the heart by a narrow margin, and rolled staggeringly off the bed as blood spattered.

Qi Hua snorted a few times, lying on the cold ground panting heavily, he couldn't die.

He died, what about his Zhao Zhao?

What if someone bullies his Zhao Zhao in the future?

He has to live to atone for his sins.

Qi Hua got up, he didn't care about his bleeding chest, he just staggered towards Sheng Zhao's room step by step.

-

"Climb out." Sheng Zhao frowned coldly, the moment footsteps sounded outside the door, Qi Ren skillfully got under the bed.

The speed was so fast that it was too late for Sheng Zhao to stop it.

"Something went wrong, tonight is the last time." Sheng Zhao happily hooked his lips: "You don't have to hide."

He bent down and stretched out his hand in a leisurely manner, pulling Qi Ren up.

Sheng Zhao slowly ordered Qi Ren to light the candle.

The moment the flames ignited, Qi Hua pushed open the door and walked in. The glaring light made him close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he met Qi Ren who was beside the candlestick.

Turning his eyes again, his Zhao Zhao was wearing loose obscene clothes, his black hair was loosely scattered behind him, sitting on the side of the bed, looking back with a smile.

Qi Hua was stunned for a long time before asking in a trembling voice, "Zhao Zhao?"

Sheng Zhao responded, and asked with a smile, "Qi Hua, are you having nightmares again?"

The bleeding wound seemed to be hurting more, Qi Hua covered his chest, bowed his back slightly, and asked softly, "Did you do it, Zhao Zhao?"

Sheng Zhao smiled and said nothing.

Qi Hua understood everything, and he laughed abruptly: "The Gu worms are placed in the food you cook yourself."

Sheng Zhao frowned, "That's right."

Qi Hua took a deep breath: "It's okay, Zhaozhao's cooking is delicious, I like it very much."

"Those dreams... I like them too." Qi Hua raised his pale lips. At this moment, he understood that everything in the past was false, and that everything Sheng Zhao did was deliberately close to this moment.

But he... likes it too.

Qi Hua thought hopelessly, so what if it's fake, isn't he what he deserves?On the contrary, he felt that Sheng Zhao was too kind.

Kindly give him the warmth and love that he has never felt before, kindly let him know all about the previous life, and understand everything about Sheng Zhao.

He loves it.

Qi Hua walked over step by step, he staggered, knelt at Sheng Zhao's feet, looked up at Sheng Zhao's face.

"Is he here every night when I come over?"

Qi Hua asked Qi Ren.

Qi Ren watched silently, without saying a word, he was very savvy, knowing that Sheng Zhao would be unhappy if he intervened at this time.

Sheng Zhao didn't return, he frowned and said in disgust, "Kneel away."

Qi Hua didn't move, he repeated the question.

Sheng Zhao's eyes were cold.

Qi Hua smiled: "Next time Zhaozhao can come to me directly, there is no need to let outsiders in."

"There will be no next time, Qi Hua." Sheng Zhao said word by word, "Didn't you smell the bloody smell on your body?"

"Dirty and smelly."

"I hate it." Sheng Zhao tilted his head: "So, please stay away from me?"

Qi Hua was stunned for a moment, looked down at the bloody white robe, and replied softly, "Yes, I'm too dirty."

As he said, he moved his knees back, and within a few steps, he vomited blood.

He was so out of breath that the mouthful of blood was even mixed with pieces of internal organs.

Qi Hua couldn't help being rejoicing, luckily he left, otherwise Sheng Zhao would be dirty now.

How could his appearance be stained with these filthy things.

Sheng Zhao looked coldly at Qi Hua, who was lying on the ground coughing up blood, stood up with some disgust, and picked up the outer robe beside him.

Qi Ren raised his eyebrows, and stepped forward to dress Sheng Zhao very attentively.

When everything was put on, he sighed slightly and knelt down, took Sheng Zhao's bare/naked feet with his own hands, and put on shoes for him.

When Qi Hua raised his eyes, it looked like the two were so close. His eyes were red, but he didn't dare to raise any doubts.

He is not eligible.

Sheng Zhao was wearing a good sword, he was condescending: "Qi Hua, I'm tired of playing, see you."

After all, he stepped up and wanted to leave.

Qi Hua grabbed Sheng Zhao's clothes in a panic, and said hoarsely, "Don't go."

"Didn't Zhaozhao do all this just to get revenge on me?" Qi Hua said incoherently, he just wanted to keep Sheng Zhao, and he would use whatever.

"You are gone, how do you want to see me atone for your sin?"

Sheng Zhao paused: "It's boring Qi Hua, since you know I'm just playing with you, why do you expect me to stay?"

"You said back then that I was holding on to you like a dead skin plaster." Sheng Zhao lowered his eyelids, looking at Qi Hua at his feet: "You are even more vile than I was back then."

"And, you stained my clothes."

There was blood on Qi Hua's hands, he subconsciously let go of his hands, and said with a wry smile, "No, Zhao Zhao, don't think of yourself that way, everything that happened back then has nothing to do with you."

"it's all my fault."

He told Sheng Zhao that he was "violent", but he didn't deny it.

Qi Hua continued: "Whether it's the past or the present, I know I shouldn't stop you."

"I don't have the Qi family. I don't have money, power, fame, wealth, and supreme cultivation. I can't give you anything too good." Qi Hua took a deep breath: "Besides, I don't have the right to ask you to stay. .”

"Zhao Zhao, I just want you to feel better."

"Since you want to take revenge on me." Qi Hua coughed up blood again, and closed her eyes as if resigned to her fate: "Then...be more ruthless."

"Don't be so soft-hearted, or you will suffer after you leave me."

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

"Zhao Zhao, stay here." Qi Hua said softly, "Watch me make amends."

At the very least, leave later.

Don't be so sudden.

Sheng Zhao curled his lower lip: "Okay, then how are you going to atone for my crime?"

"The rumors that Jiang Qianzhou lost his cultivation base should not be false." Qi Hua took out the blade, "He returned the "spiritual bones" to you, then I will return the "spiritual veins" to you."

"I'll do it myself so that Zhao Zhao's hands won't get dirty." Qi Hua smiled and cut open her own flesh with the blade, turning over the flesh and picking out the bloody bruised veins.

His hand trembled slightly from the pain, and the gush of blood made it difficult for him to hold the slippery and wet handle.

Qi Hua imitated himself back then, after clenching tightly, he slowly cut down one by one, prolonging the pain, and then carefully felt the loss of spiritual energy in his body.

He was panting heavily, blood rolled in his throat, the pain was so painful that the veins on his forehead burst out, and he endured it forcefully.

Qi Hua's cultivation continued to decline, and at the moment when he was completely cut off, he finally couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He has completely changed from a cultivator to a mortal.

Qi Hua didn't care at all, his face was a bit ferocious, and he closed his eyes fiercely before returning to his usual gentleness.

He looked up at Sheng Zhao, praying.

Sheng Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly, with a happy expression.

Qi Hua was somewhat satisfied, but he still felt that it was not enough, just like this, Sheng Zhao would not stay.

He took a look again, and then climbed a little further away, so as not to splash blood on Sheng Zhao later.

Qi Hua switched to holding the blade with his left hand, and aimed at the bone of his right wrist, and stabbed down frantically. He trembled from the pain, but felt a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart.

It was aimed at Sheng Zhao.

Qi Hua felt that he had already redeemed part of his sins, and the guilt and regret trapped by the sticky love in his heart dissipated a little. It was Sheng Zhao who he felt sorry for, not himself.

The moment he was stabbed, he was liberated a lot.

Although, an alchemist is like a useless person without his right hand.

But Qi Hua lost his cultivation and was seriously injured. Even if he survived by the medicine pill he refined before, he can only linger on like a waste in the future.

But he doesn't care.

"Stay here." Qi Hua fell into a pool of blood, unable to speak, he could only speak in a breathless voice with his weak lips parted.

Sheng Zhao smiled sincerely, and he answered Qi Hua's words in a good mood: "No way."

Sheng Zhao beckoned to Qi Ren like a dog.

Qi Ren came over and grabbed Sheng Zhao's hand impatiently. He lowered his head slightly, and put his lips on Sheng Zhao's wrist bone.

The moment the Gu worm was driven, Sheng Zhao looked at Qi Hua with lowered eyes.

With just one glance, Qi Hua saw the unfinished dream come to an end.

Yu Anyi didn't keep his word, he didn't let Sheng Zhao from his previous life spend the rest of his life in peace as he promised.

Qi Hua saw his Zhao Zhao died at the bottom of the cold pool, his heart was eaten by Gu worms.

In just a moment, Qi Hua had the will to die.

He didn't ask Sheng Zhao to stay, but wept bitterly, blood and tears mixed together, looking like a mad dog in embarrassment.

He will be trapped in a nightmare for the rest of his life, hoping for a short time with Sheng Zhao, and he will never be able to escape for the rest of his life.

-

Sheng Zhao didn't look back, he stepped out of the room, wiped his wrist bones with a handkerchief as he walked, and finally used a cleansing technique.

"Patriarch Qi, let's part ways."

Qi Ren, who was following Sheng Zhao, stopped and asked aloud, "A century-old meeting, will you go?"

Sheng Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Qi Ren breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Sheng, see you in three days."

Sheng Zhao said "hmm" without looking back.

Qi Ren watched Sheng Zhao walk into the night, then turned back to the room.

Since he ascended to the position of Patriarch, the forbearance and gentleness he pretended to be on the surface has become less and less pitiful.

Qi Ren gave Qi Hua a pill with a cold face, and he wanted to hang Qi Hua's life.

Qi Ren said softly, "Qi Hua, you are dead, how can you atone for your sins to Mr. Sheng?"

Qi Hua glanced at Qi Ren, cried and laughed, "You're right, you're right..."

After a while, Qi Hua stood up suddenly, with piercing hatred in his eyes: "You saved me because you want to know what I dreamed about."

"I can tell you."

"But I have a request."

Qi Ren raised his eyebrows: "Tell me."

Qi Hua said word by word, "I want you to kill Yu Anyi."

The author has something to say:

It should be obvious that Zhaozhao deliberately lured Qi Hua to attack him (??), the next chapter, the master should, probably, maybe have a role in it.