After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Sheng Zhao watched them fight coldly. Amidst the blood splattering all over the sky, he Shi Shiran stood in the center, as if he was isolated from the world and in another world of mortals.

He is waiting.

Waiting for a person to rush over like crazy without stopping to end this chaotic battle.

I hope Yu Anyi, this dog, can last a little longer.

Sheng Zhao raised his lips casually, watching them show all their ugliness because of their injuries and death.

The demons all thought that this lowly beauty in red was a steal, and they waited until they got rid of the loyal dog next to the beauty.

You can have a spring breeze with a beauty who has no strength to restrain a chicken, and let him be your pet in the palm of your hand, a bird in a cage.

Simply, all the demons rushing forward at this time are mindless demons, and more high-level demons are waiting in secret, wanting to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Yu Anyi, who was under siege, still had the strength to fight.

He learned from Yuanqing Sword Master and has practiced for more than a hundred years, so it is still easy to deal with some small people.

But Yu Anyi was alone after all, facing the wheel battle of the demons, he had to lose the wind. The speed of spiritual energy consumption was not as fast as his recovery speed after taking the pill, and the wound on his body that was about to heal was also torn open.

Yu Anyi took a rough breath, his eyes were bloodshot, and he suffered a lot of minor injuries, but the pain made his murderous desire even higher, and his white shirt turned into blood.

Suddenly, the high-ranking demons who had been onlookers made a sudden move, too caught off guard, and a flaw appeared in the impenetrable sword energy, and Yu Anyi quickly reacted to remedy it.

In just a moment, Yu Anyi was defeated step by step.

He spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly, the Lingtai was besieged by the demonic energy and was crumbling, Yu Anyi gritted his teeth, determined to die.

The essence and blood in his body burned rapidly, and Yu Anyi jumped from being distracted to the fusion stage in an instant, the sword energy swept across, and perfectly protected Sheng Zhao in the sword formation.

Because of Zhaoyu's presence, Yu Anyi dared to work hard.

Because he knew that Zhao Yu would not let him die.

However, Sheng Zhao could already see that Yu Anyi was about to run out of strength, and it wouldn't take long for the sword array to shatter and die.

If you say it is broken, it will be broken.

The high-level demons rushed forward as if they had made an appointment, but Yu Anyi was powerless to resist, and the sword array was destroyed in an instant.

Sheng Zhao raised his sword and stood in it, surrounded by layers.

His red clothes were thin, and when he was surrounded by all the demons aggressively, he looked extremely helpless. Even if he remained still, he was mistaken for pitiful fear.

Those ferocious demons felt that they had done too much, they were guilty and soft-hearted, and they were cautious, not even daring to point their weapons at Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao's face hidden under the hood didn't have a smile on his face, it was ruthlessly cold, but he clenched the sword tightly in his hand, his thin wrist bones were so tight that the blue veins appeared on the flesh, and the black hair floated softly.

Adorably fragile.

"Don't be afraid."

I don't know which demon said.

They seemed to have completely forgotten the scene where the beauty in red was beheaded neatly.

The beauty in red seemed to be even more frightened, and he took a step back vigilantly, but there were still demons behind him.

Somebody couldn't hold back, and stretched out an inviting hand to Sheng Zhao. The wolf-haired paw was so rough that it could reach Sheng Zhao's two hands.

Sheng Zhao didn't make a sound, looked around, and held his sword stubbornly: "Don't come here."

When Pei Qiyan rushed over, he happened to see this scene.

He had been looking for brother Zhaoyu for nearly ten days, wishing he could hold the one who hurts his heart, but now he was surrounded by a group of ugly and obscene demons, his thin body was covered by a veil, and he could only help him Holding the sword in his hand, he said "Don't come here" in fear and panic.

The Mozun's eyes are about to burst!

Pei Qiyan couldn't imagine how his elder brother Zhaoyu would be humiliated if he came a moment late? !

The brutal intent to kill rose violently in Pei Qiyan's chest.

The wolf demon who stretched out his wolf claws suddenly wailed in pain. He yelled crazily, and all the demons watched helplessly as his wolf claws were melted into a pool of blood by a cloud of demonic energy.

They were shocked, there was no one else except Mozun for this handwriting!

But didn't the Demon King and the others say that the Demon Lord was busy!How could you come to the Devil's Pool to kill demons!

The faces of all the demons changed drastically, and they put away their hostility one after another, and looked around in fear, to see where the demon king was!

The wolf demon suddenly let out another tragic howl, and all the demons turned their attention immediately, and saw that the demonic aura was tumbling all over him, and the extremely angry demon was thrusting a sword into the wolf demon.

Then, with one sword after another, the posture was so fierce that he wished to chop the wolf demon into flesh.

Pei Qiyan laughed lightly, and asked word by word: "What are you, who dare to miss me?"

The rest of the demons looked at each other in blank dismay, before the imminent disaster, they did not dare to breathe, it was over, this beauty turned out to be His Majesty's sweetheart.

They are not in such a hurry to find death.

Many demons flinched, wanting to take advantage of the chaos and leave as soon as possible. They never thought that they would be swallowed up by the demonic energy as soon as they took a step, turning into a puddle of blood before they could even make a sound.

Pei Qiyan smiled and rolled his eyes, his eyes were dark: "Keep running."

No one dared to move.

The screams of the wolf demon didn't stop.

When Pei Qiyan finished venting his anger, the wolf demon was dead and turned into a lump of mud. His face and body were spattered with blood, like an evil ghost crawling out of Shura's hell.

Terrifying.

Pei Qiyan suddenly turned back to look at Zhaoyu, his dark purple eyes turned bloodshot, and the blood splashed on his eyelids looked like his blood tears.

It was obviously cruel and cruel, but it also made people feel that he would burst into tears in the next moment, crying with joy after losing and regaining, panic and fear.

Zhaoyu took a step back.

One more step.

Pei Qiyan suddenly realized that now that he had recovered as a Demon Lord, Zhaoyu was more afraid of him than he was afraid of those demons just now.

His Adam's apple rolled, and the devilish energy around him suddenly dissipated. Pei Qiyan's face sank like water, and he yelled, "Get out!"

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

All the demons scattered, and those who ran slowly were melted into blood by the spreading demonic energy.

Sheng Zhao took a few steps back at a loss, then stopped in his tracks, because the devilish energy drew a circle around him and surrounded Sheng Zhao, preventing him from moving forward or retreating.

His eyes were pitch black, full of magic mist.

Suddenly, a dark golden mask suddenly appeared in front of Sheng Zhao through layers of black mist. He couldn't help but took half a step back, and stopped when he retreated into the black mist.

But the devil in black clothes was getting closer, he stepped out of the black mist, his long black hair trailing the ground, his whole body smelled of wolf blood thickly, and his bloody eyes were more like ghosts.

Pei Qiyan stinks to death.

With a cold face, he approached Sheng Zhao step by step.

He suddenly raised his hand to lift off the white gauze of the veiled hat, and just bent down to sneak in. Pei Qiyan smelled the light fragrance familiar to his bones from the tip of his nose, and his bloody eyes turned redder.

He couldn't wait to lean forward.

Sheng Zhao zoomed in on Mozun's handsome face drenched in stinky blood, and the gilded mask almost touched his face, and he couldn't help but back up and back up, and retreated directly into the black mist.

Those black mist didn't hurt Sheng Zhao at all, they even liked Sheng Zhao more than Mozun, and swirled around him intimately.

Sheng Zhao's eyes were dazed, and he was at a loss. He bit the bullet and looked at the strange Mozun in front of him, and smiled slightly: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for saving me."

Pei Qiyan didn't make a sound, he just stared greedily at his brother Zhaoyu for a long time.

Outside the magic fog, there was a sudden shout: "Pei Qiyan! Don't touch Zhaoyu!"

Yu Anyi was even more flustered than before, because he wasn't sure if Pei Qiyan, without the cover of Yan Qi's identity, would break the jar and stop listening to Zhaoyu's words, but to exert all his repressed desires on Zhaoyu to his heart's content.

Demons are like this, they can't learn restraint, and they will always be just animals that can't become humans.

There was no sound in the black mist.

Yu Anyi was furious, he struggled to get up from the ground, and shouted angrily: "Don't touch him!"

Pei Qiyan bent his slender eyes towards Sheng Zhao, and said in a very soft voice, "Brother, go to sleep first."

Before Sheng Zhao could react, his head became dizzy, his body softened, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

The black mist carefully enveloped Sheng Zhao, preventing him from falling to the ground.

He was too dirty to touch his brother, Pei Qiyan withdrew from the veiled hat, and walked out of the fog with a cold face.

Pei Qiyan walked up to Yu Anyi step by step: "I don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky, but you walked out of the Ten Thousand Devils' Cave by relying on Zhaoyu, but you met this deity again."

Yu Anyi's eyes were also so cold that it was ugly, and he curled his lips mockingly: "He protects me, can I be unlucky?"

They have also been inseparable before, but now they are fighting each other for the same person.

Mo's mind is fragile, not to mention that Pei Qiyan has been so tense these days, it can be said that it will break at the touch of a finger.

"To shut up!"

Pei Qiyan suddenly raised his sleeves and lifted Yu Anyi, who had just got up, into the air. He hit the wall with a "bang" and fell to the ground again.

Yu Anyi vomited several mouthfuls of blood, and just as he stopped, he spit out another mouthful of blood with pieces of internal organs in it.

Pei Qiyan stomped on Yu Anyi's back, resolutely and domineeringly: "You are unlucky to meet this deity."

"An Yi, get ready."

Pei Qiyan kicked Yu Anyi hard, turned around and left ruthlessly, he was covered in black mist, and when he came out again, the blood on his body miraculously disappeared, and his black clothes were completely new.

He hugged Sheng Zhao neatly.

At this time, the subordinates who dared to show their heads dragged Yu Anyi who was coughing up blood. He was dying, and looked at the direction Pei Qiyan was holding Zhaoyu away with unwillingness and resentment, and murmured: "Don't touch... Zhaoyu."

How could his god be touched by such a beast?Yu Anyi suddenly resented himself for being incompetent, he couldn't even protect his god well, and he was not qualified to be a believer of god anymore.

Yu Anyi closed his eyes and curled his lips mockingly.

Laughing heart ashes.

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When Sheng Zhao woke up, his eyes widened in surprise.

Because he returned to the high-rise building he bought in the water town before, and he was sleeping on the couch in his bedroom.

There was a man kneeling beside his couch, tall and thin, wearing a loose black shirt, with long black hair lying on the ground, he seemed to be extremely tired, he stood by Sheng Zhao's couch for a long time, unable to control his fatigue, Caught in a dark dream.

Sheng Zhao slowly withdrew the man's hand that was holding him.

As soon as he pulled it out, he lowered his eyes again, and met the familiar dark gold mask.

Mozun was very uneasy, and would look at Sheng Zhao on the couch in panic, for fear that he would disappear again in the blink of an eye.

He hooked his lips and said hoarsely, "Brother, are you awake?"

Sheng Zhao frowned: "Your Majesty, please don't shout."

Pei Qiyan propped himself up a little aggrieved, he approached Sheng Zhao, and caught off guard and took off the dark gold mask.

Lavender eyes, slightly familiar facial features.

It was the grown-up Yan Qi, who looked harmless to humans and animals when he was young, but when he matured, his appearance was much softer, his slightly narrowed eyes gleamed with a dangerous light, and he was facing Sheng Zhao, so he withdrew everything. With killing intent, her pale thin lips slightly curled up, leaving only a seductive and enchanting look.

Pei Qiyan's smile is exactly the same as Yan Qi's cuteness, but Pei Qiyan's cuteness has the taste of an adult man.

He just woke up, his voice was hoarse, and he called out to Sheng Zhao softly, "Brother, you're awake."

It's unimaginable that the murderous Demon Lord also has this kind of time, willingly exuding all the charm like a peacock.

Pei Qiyan and Yan Qi looked like two people.

Sheng Zhao looked at Pei Qiyan, a little stunned and said nothing.

Pei Qiyan sat on the bed and hugged Sheng Zhao who was stunned. His embrace was no longer dependent on Sheng Zhao, but a very strong possession. He rubbed his face against Sheng Zhao's neck irresistibly, and said softly: "Brother doesn't know Yan Qi?"

Sheng Zhao glanced sideways at Pei Qiyan, then suddenly pushed him away and got off the couch, his body was still a little weak, he walked to the window step by step, took a light breath, and then pushed the window open.

Beyond the tall buildings is the palace of the Demon Realm.

Pei Qiyan hugged Sheng Zhao from behind. He was much taller than Sheng Zhao at this time, and it was easy to wrap around the person in his arms.

He said apologetically, "I'm sorry brother, I came too hastily, and the outside hasn't been built yet."

Sheng Zhao's body trembled lightly, his fingertips that were holding the window lattice turned white, he seemed to be extremely cold, he kept shaking, and cursed in a daze: "You madman."

Pei Qiyan laughed sullenly: "I lied to my brother, I am the one who is sorry for you, and I will use my whole life to compensate my brother."

To put it bluntly, Pei Qiyan and Sheng Zhao were directly tied together and never separated.

Sheng Zhao was extremely angry, and scolded: "No shame!"

"Don't you want me to stay in the Demon Realm!"

Pei Qiyan only hugged Sheng Zhao, and he narrowed his eyes in satisfaction as if he hadn't heard anything: "I've been looking for my brother for a long time, and he will stay by my side in the future, and don't go anywhere, lest I get lost again."

"As for Yu Xianjun, he will get the retribution he deserves."

Sheng Zhao violently pushed Pei Qiyan away with his backhand. He was weak, and under the violent push, he staggered a step and almost didn't fall from the window.

Seeing that, Pei Qiyan was terrified.

Sheng Zhao stared fiercely at Pei Qiyan who wanted to help him, his tenderness towards Yan Qi was completely gone, it was full of hostility: "If you dare to come over, I'll jump from here."

Pei Qiyan's face darkened, and he clenched his fists tightly. Even though he had expected the current situation to happen, his heart still ached like thousands of knives had been stabbed alive.

The pain was so great that Pei Qiyan couldn't breathe, so he could only beg for mercy on his last breath.

Pei Qiyan didn't continue to provoke Sheng Zhao, he didn't dare to move, so he had to endure it and listen to Sheng Zhao quietly.

Sheng Zhao said "Oh": "I really hate the demons the most. What I hate the most is that you are full of lies and play with people's hearts in the palm of your hand."

"Demon Venerable, what a Demon Venerable."

Sheng Zhao smiled wryly: "It turns out that I was really stupid, thinking that even demons have sincerity."

Pei Qiyan's throat twitched uncontrollably.

No, demons have sincerity.

his heart.

At this moment, the pain was so severe that Pei Qiyan was going to die.

"But do you think you've won?" Sheng Zhao curled his lips suddenly, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid you will never realize that I am the Sheng Zhao you want to kill."

"From the beginning to the end, there was no such person as Zhaoyu."

"Your Brother Zhaoyu, he is a fake."

Pei Qiyan blinked, her eyes suddenly darkened.

The one who lost everything was actually him.