After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

The holiday was over, and on the second day Sheng Zhao went to Yuanqing Peak as usual.

Sheng Zhao congratulated perfunctorily: "Congratulations to Sword Master for getting what he wanted."

Jiang Qianzhou's anger hadn't subsided yet, but now he was holding it in, but it got worse. He was holding the sword in white, and the sword light rolled with cold dew. When he threw it out, ice particles shot out, piercing through the surrounding trees.

The ice particles cleverly avoided Sheng Zhao who was standing beside him, and flew across the side of his face, cutting off a strand of fine black hair.

The blue silk fluttered to the ground.

Sheng Zhao didn't blink, just smiled lightly, leaning against the tree and quietly watching Jiang Qianzhou practice his sword.

No matter how angry Jiang Qianzhou was, he did not dare to hurt him, and was reluctant to hurt him.

Jiang Qianzhou also thought of this when he stopped his sword.

If he didn't know Sheng Zhao's talent, even if he had scruples about Wuwang, he would be the first to vent his anger.

But now, he can only give a mild warning.

But Sheng Zhao didn't take this warning to heart at all.

Without blinking.

Jiang Qianzhou didn't say a word, but looked at Sheng Zhao with a cold face.

Sheng Zhao looked back and raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Qianzhou watched for a while before leaving.

Holding the sword, he walked towards Sheng Zhao step by step, and his cloud boots stepped on the dead branches and leaves, making a small sound.

The blade trembled slightly.

Sheng Zhao put away his lazy posture unconsciously, straightened his body, and after Jiang Qianzhou got closer and closer, he finally couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Qianzhou didn't say a word, and stopped after approaching Sheng Zhao. He stopped in front of Sheng Zhao, lowered his head slightly, and the scattered hair could fall on Sheng Zhao's face.

Sheng Zhao raised his head, leaned against the tree trunk, and distanced himself from the condescending Jiang Qianzhou.

The chill on Jiang Qianzhou's body made him ache.

Sheng Zhao said that it was impossible not to be nervous, after all, Jiang Qianzhou almost imprisoned him to death in his last life.

He tightened his palms, and continued to ask calmly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Qianzhou lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the little fox in front of him with shiny fur.

It's pretty tight, but it doesn't know how to retract its claws.

He was thinking, what method should he use to teach Sheng Zhao to let Sheng Zhao retract his claws consciously and obediently.

Locked in the brig like everyone else?

Or is it like teaching Yu Anyi, to spend time?

No, Yu Anyi is not so capable of tossing around, An Yi is very obedient, and listens to him in everything.

It was also this obedience that made him involuntarily favor Yu Anyi a lot.

But Sheng Zhao is different, relying on the smooth journey of immortality, he is rebellious.

Make it public and wanton, and no one will listen.

Jiang Qianzhou thought about it, but his heart suddenly felt itchy.

The more Sheng Zhao is like this, the more he wants to tame Sheng Zhao, to be as obedient as Yu Anyi.

Kneeling beside his knees, looking at him with envious eyes, obediently called Master.

The itching in my heart got worse.

Jiang Qianzhou opened his lips and was about to say something.

Sheng Zhao happened to bend over and walk sideways from the gap between the two of them, only touching a corner of his clothes.

He turned to a few steps behind Jiang Qianzhou: "Are you angry because yesterday?"

Jiang Qianzhou turned around to look at him and scoffed coldly.

Sheng Zhao smiled: "Sword Master Yuan Qing has such a small belly, right? I just said a few words, just to make fun of you."

"Jian Zun remembered it from yesterday morning to now, and he has been full of anger for a day?"

After all, he couldn't help laughing a few more times.

Jiang Qianzhou narrowed his eyes slightly: "A joke?"

"It's been a long time since anyone dared to make such a joke."

Sheng Zhao and You Rong said, "It's an honor."

Jiang Qianzhou: "..."

Sheng Zhao: "What is there to be angry with, Master Jian, isn't the position of leading the leader still yours?"

Jiang Qianzhou: "But I don't want it anymore."

"Why?" Sheng Zhao said softly, "Didn't Master Jian promise to stay with me?"

Jiang Qianzhou asked back: "What about Wuwang?"

He squinted his eyes: "You have your good master who protects you like a child who is not weaned, why do you still have to stay close to me?"

Without waiting for Sheng Zhao to speak, Jiang Qianzhou continued to ask: "Why is Wu Wang inappropriate again?"

"The deity never accepts what others give."

Sheng Zhao was silent for a while, he clenched his palms and said word by word, "What if I gave it to you?"

Jiang Qianzhou was obviously taken aback: "What?"

The two of them stared at each other for a while.

It was only then that Jiang Qianzhou understood Sheng Zhao's meaning: "You mean, after I left, you tried your best to persuade Wu Wang not to go to the hidden forest secret realm and let him give me the location?"

Sheng Zhao clenched his fists tightly, and his fingertips sank into his palms. The slight tingling pain made him more conscious.

He heard himself answering softly, and said, "Well, I persuaded you."

When Jiang Qianzhou heard Sheng Zhao's response, he felt a little more at ease.

He knows Wuwang's temperament, once he has decided on something, it is very difficult to change the decision, Sheng Zhao must have spent a lot of talking and talking, so that the position of leader leader can be vacated for him.

Sheng Zhao continued: "The reason why I said that yesterday is because he is my master after all."

So far, the remaining two people know each other well.

Jiang Qianzhou said "Yes", now Sheng Zhao is Wuwang's apprentice, not his, it's really not good for Wuwang to know that Sheng Zhao begged him.

Jiang Qianzhou's anger had dissipated a lot by this time, and he was even a little happy, after all, Immortal Wuwang's beloved disciple was devoted to him.

"Come here and teach you how to practice the sword."

Sheng Zhao let go of his hand, he pinched it too tightly, his fingertips were sticking to the flesh, and the tingling was even deeper when they were separated.

He breathed a sigh of relief, his throat was astringent, but he asked Jiang Qianzhou with a smile, "What are you practicing today?"

Jiang Qianzhou raised the sword: "New sword style."

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Jiang Qianzhou was in a good mood today, and he practiced until the afternoon before letting Sheng Zhao give up.

Sheng Zhao glanced at the sky, it was almost time for access control, he was also sweating, his body was not dry, and he was thinking about the hot springs in Tianshan.

So I was about to say goodbye and head back home.

But Jiang Qianzhou spoke first: "It's getting late, you can stay with this deity."

On weekdays, Sheng Zhao would leave at noon, because there would be lectures in the sect in the afternoon, but there were no lectures today, so he forgot the time.

Sheng Zhao was taken aback: "Huh?"

Jiang Qianzhou repeated: "Sleep at Yuanqing Peak tonight."

Sheng Zhao was a little hesitant. Jiang Qianzhou's ability to say this meant that Jiang Qianzhou no longer regarded himself as an outsider these days.

If he stayed tonight, Jiang Qianzhou's affection for him would definitely deepen.

Opportunity can come and go.

If he refused this time, people like Jiang Qianzhou would never speak again next time.

Can……

Someone is waiting for him.

Sheng Zhao looked at Jiang Qianzhou and opened his mouth.

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The peak of Tianshan Mountain, under the plum tree in the snow.

Wu Yu sat alone, he waited for a long time, the food on the table was warmed by spiritual power.

He looked up at the sky again.

At this time, the sky was dark and the moon was hanging high in the sky.

It has been a long time since the gate control time, and his apprentice has not returned home yet, so Wu Yu thought that Sheng Zhao would come back just like these few days.

Or something unexpected, come back later.

But there is absolutely no "late" where he warms the meal three or four times.

Wu Yu was in a trance, he wanted to send a voice transmission to his ears to ask, he thought of something, then stopped and continued to wait.

It wasn't until Sheng Zhao took the initiative to send him a voice transmission.

Sheng Zhao: "Master?"

Wu Yu responded, and before he had time to say anything, Sheng Zhao continued: "Master has been waiting for a long time, I have something tonight, so I won't go back to Tianshan."

Wu Yu was silent for a while before saying "OK".

Sheng Zhao withdrew his spiritual power immediately when he heard it.

From the beginning to the end, Wu Yu didn't have time to say: "Tonight, I made your favorite jade balls."

The author has something to say:

Master eat by himself, don't cry, don't cry