After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

"You, what... what?" Pei Qiyan's voice was very soft, as if it could be blown away by the wind blowing in from the window, her throat was extremely dry, and her eyes were sore.

He didn't realize how hoarse his voice was.

Sheng Zhao's expression was very indifferent, it was the coldness and ruthlessness of the immortal cultivator towards the demons, even mixed with a trace of resentment.

It's not like Zhaoyu at all.

Pei Qiyan didn't understand.

Why did they look exactly the same, but why did his elder brother Zhaoyu disappear?

Sheng Zhao didn't repeat it a second time, he said with a cold and disgusted look: "I really regret it, why did I save you."

Zhaoyu's sacrifice to save her was the moment Pei Qiyan made a wish.

He would recall that scene every night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, the moment when the red clothes flew to hug him, Pei Qiyan felt that there was no scenery in this world more beautiful than Zhaoyu.

Heart palpitations all the time.

It was denied in one word.

All Pei Qiyan's beautiful fantasies and eager heartbeats with Zhaoyu were ruthlessly discarded, and they were even hoped that they would never happen.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, a little surprised how empty it was, without any sense of beating.

Quiet and cold.

empty.

Sheng Zhao stood by the window, and the dim sunset light came in, dyeing the red clothes into a gentle twilight. When his eyelids drooped, his expression was covered, as if Zhaoyu had returned.

"Mozun? Huh." As soon as Sheng Zhao made a sound, Pei Qiyan's shattering dream was shattered, and he heard Sheng Zhao say: "You are full of lies, teasing me, and constantly arguing with Qi Ren in order to treat me as a The pawn who teased the Qi family is now leaving me to be humiliated in the devil world."

"Is it because I am the apprentice of the Immortal Venerable, and I want to insult our reputation in the cultivation world?"

Sheng Zhao took a breath, his eyes were sharp in vain: "I will not give you a chance to insult my teacher."

"Pei Qiyan, I'll just pretend I'm blind."

"I'll just pretend... that Yan Qi is dead."

After Sheng Zhao murmured, he smiled miserably.

His red clothes were blown away by the wind, he fell on his back and jumped from the window.

"No!" Pei Qiyan suddenly woke up, his eyes were about to split.

He rushed to the window suddenly, and the devilish energy quickly descended, enveloping Sheng Zhao who was in mid-air in an instant.

The red clothes were blown into bloom by the wind in the air, and suddenly surrounded by thick black mist. Sheng Zhao was enveloped by the devilish energy. Before he could react, the devilish energy transformed into Pei Qiyan.

He was hugged tightly by Pei Qiyan.

A hug that was so oppressive that I couldn't breathe.

It is full of panic, fear, and careful care and cherishment.

Pei Qiyan bowed slowly, his bent spine was full of pain, his face was buried tightly in Sheng Zhao's neck, and he kept taking deep breaths nervously.

Hot air hit Sheng Zhao's skin in puffs.

The person holding him was trembling all over.

Sheng Zhao closed his eyes slowly, without making a sound, he took a deep breath, wanted to ask something, but couldn't say a word.

I don't know how long it took before he heard Pei Qiyan's suppressed cry: "Brother...don't be like this."

He is a loser.

Pei Qiyan conceded defeat.

Hot tears fell on Sheng Zhao's neck, pouring down drop after drop, Pei Qiyan trembled: "I'm afraid."

"Brother, I beg you, don't scare me like this again."

The nerves on Pei Qiyan's forehead throbbed crazily, the place was so ugly that it was scary, he grunted in pain, the magic horn protruded from the flesh, and his voice was hoarse and ugly: "Brother, I'm going crazy. "

It is very difficult for demons to control their emotions. They are more likely to lose their sanity and break the magic platform than practitioners.

Pei Qiyan said in a low voice, "I'm in so much pain."

The chaotic sea of ​​consciousness hurts, the forehead on both sides hurts, and the two horns that grow out also hurt... The most painful thing is the heart that Pei Qiyan thought had just disappeared in his left chest.

Sheng Zhao finally spoke out, and he said word by word: "Yan Qi, if you have Zhaoyu in your heart, then I beg you, kill me and let me die."

"Okay?"

The heart was rapidly congested and swollen, and the pain was so painful that Pei Qiyan almost suffocated to death. Pei Qiyan swallowed the bloody smell in his throat.

He suddenly smiled: "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"You must be drowsy, just sleep again." Pei Qiyan's pupils were deep purple, thick and almost sticky black, he murmured, and took Sheng Zhao, who had fallen asleep under the illusion, back to his room.

He was afraid that he would lose control and accidentally hurt Sheng Zhao.

Pei Qiyan staggered, and fell to his knees within a few steps. After all, he couldn't hold back, and knelt down in pain. He buried himself in Sheng Zhao's arms, not wanting to think about anything, with the familiar warmth, Smelling the familiar light fragrance, he choked up and shed tears woodenly.

The red clothes and the black clothes intertwined, and a thick and colorful flower of death bloomed on the ground. It was about to wither, but it tried its best to bloom the last beauty.

Pei Qiyan's blood was cold, and his mind finally calmed down. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and then he looked up and smiled mockingly.

Maybe this is the cause and effect, if he tells the truth, if he lied, others can also deceive him.

The only thing Pei Qiyan is thankful for is that his elder brother Zhaoyu... Apart from concealing his identity, Sheng Zhao also has sincerity towards him.

Pei Qiyan knelt for a long time before waiting for Sheng Zhao to wake up.

It was late at night.

As soon as Sheng Zhao opened his eyes, he met a pair of dead purple eyes in the darkness. He blinked, a little dazed, as if he couldn't figure out why he fell asleep: "What did you do?"

Pei Qiyan said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I'll lose control of my emotions."

"Brother, I can explain."

Pei Qiyan didn't give Sheng Zhao a chance to speak.

"I lied to my brother, concealed my identity, and told a lot of lies to my brother. I admit all of these. I was wrong." Pei Qiyan took a deep breath: "But I am sincere to my brother."

"I didn't lie about the experience I told my brother. It was a long, long time ago. I have no brothers or sisters, and no one has ever helped me."

"If I didn't kill people, there would be no Demon Lord today." Pei Qiyan's voice was very soft: "I do all kinds of evil, but I have no other choice."

"If my brother hates me killing people, I can...represent the demon world to seek peace from the cultivation world, and secretly I will not attack the cultivation world again."

Sheng Zhao's pupils constricted, and he asked incredulously, "What?"

Pei Qiyan gently pressed Sheng Zhao's lips with his fingertips: "Shhh, brother, listen to me first."

"Besides this, I have never faked my feelings for my brother." Pei Qiyan's low voice choked, and he took a deep breath, as if he was suffering: "After so many years, this is the first time I know that having a home is What kind of feeling."

"I don't want to lie to my brother either."

"But I'm afraid that if I say everything, my brother won't teach me to read and learn chess, won't make delicious food for me, and won't let me lie in your arms when I can't sleep."

"I never had one."

"So, I am most afraid of losing."

"In that magic circle, for the first time someone would catch me at the moment of life and death instead of pushing me out."

Pei Qiyan smiled.

When he was young, when the devil world was in chaos, children were the most delicious food and the easiest thing to sacrifice.

Pei Qiyan had experienced too many betrayals before he realized how precious his brother Na Yila was.

In this world, only his elder brother is the one he can hold tightly in his palm.

Pei Qiyan hugged Sheng Zhao tightly, and pressed against Sheng Zhao's face: "I didn't keep you here to humiliate you."

"It's because of me...Brother Xinyue."

"I like you."

"I love it, I love it, I love it."

Pei Qiyan said it three times in a row, comparing the weights each time, and the voice fell to the end, and even had a strong nasal sound.

He seemed to be crying again: "Brother, can you...give me another chance."

Sheng Zhao was silent for a long time in the dark.

He said, "If you dare to lie to me again."

Pei Qiyan's breathing was trembling, as if he had been reborn, his heart came alive again, beating happily in his chest, his purple eyes lit up bit by bit, and he spoke quickly: "Then let me have a terrible death !"

He should be thankful that his elder brother is a soft-hearted person.

Like a big dog, Pei Qiyan rubbed against Sheng Zhao's body again and again until his black hair was messy. There was a smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, suppressing his joy, and asked carefully and softly, "Did brother agree?"

Sheng Zhao was annoyed by being rubbed against by Pei Qiyan, but his hands and feet were weak, so he could only be manipulated by others, he frowned: "What?"

Pei Qiyan pursed her lips: "I'm happy with your business."

Sheng Zhao pursed his lips: "What are you thinking, you don't necessarily like me, maybe you depend on me?"

"Since I accept your voice, brother, I won't—"

"But I'm not Yan Qi, brother, I'm not young anymore." Pei Qiyan pointed to something, and he said again: "I can tell the difference."

Sheng Zhao said with a cold face, "Whatever you think."

Pei Qiyan lowered her eyes sadly.

"Let me go." Sheng Zhao's anger was still there, and he was still extremely indifferent. He said to Pei Qiyan, "It's cold on the ground."

Pei Qiyan eagerly hugged Sheng Zhao to the bed, and smiled softly: "It's all my fault for not thinking carefully."

Sheng Zhao: "It's too dark."

With a wave of Pei Qiyan's hand, the wick in the room flickered, the flame rose, and the dim light instantly illuminated the whole room, "It's done."

Sheng Zhao lowered his brows and eyes coldly: "It solved the sequelae of my weakness in limbs and inability to use spiritual power."

Pei Qiyan was a little embarrassed: "What if my brother runs around while I'm not paying attention?"

His body was so weak that he didn't have the strength to jump out of the window.

Pei Qiyan was afraid that Sheng Zhao would be angry, so he said again: "Brother, wait for me to seal this window up tomorrow, and the sharp objects in the room will be smoothed away."

"I'll untie it for you."

As for Sheng Zhao's sword, Pei Qiyan would not accept it.

Because the natal sword will not hurt the owner no matter what.

Sheng Zhao raised his eyes and looked at Pei Qiyan for a long time, then asked suddenly: "You want to lock me up and turn me into a prison?"