After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Sheng Zhao never thought that Wu Yu would come to look for him.

Wu Yu is not only his master, but also the immortal master of the monks. He is a towering mountain in front of the cultivation world, which makes the demons look in awe.

Since that battle, Wuwang Immortal Venerable has never stepped into the Demon Realm again, if the Immortal Venerable does something good or bad in the Demon Realm.

Once the mountain collapses, there will be no barrier in the realm of comprehension, and the demons can invade at any time.

Sheng Zhao never thought that Wu Yu would come, and that he would come in such a timely manner. There was even fatigue in his eyes from day and night, and he noticed it as soon as his excitement was over.

Sheng Zhao glanced at it again and again.

Wu Yu half-closed her eyes, lowered her eyelids to listen to Sheng Zhao's words, and noticed something wrong with Sheng Zhao's gaze, and raised her eyes slightly to look.

Sheng Zhao, who was peeping, suddenly stopped talking.

There was no voice, and the room fell silent for a moment.

Wu Yu and Sheng Zhao looked at each other quietly, with a little doubt in their eyes, meaning why don't you say anything.

They've seen each other pitifully infrequently over the past few months.

In Wu Yu's eyes, Sheng Zhao hasn't changed much, his smile is the same as before, and he is still the little apprentice who needs his protection.

He came to protect his apprentice to go home, as it should be.

Sheng Zhao blinked, pulled a cushion suddenly, knelt behind Wu Yu, and put his hands lightly on Wu Yu's shoulders.

Wu Yu was very tall, even if he was sitting on the ground, Sheng Zhao, who had to kneel, straightened his legs and back.

Before Wu Yu could ask, Sheng Zhao covered his eyes with his hands, his vision was dark for a moment, and the touch in front of the eyelids was warm.

Sheng Zhao's hands were soft.

He asked: "Master, how many days have you traveled?"

Wu Yu's eyes were dark, he simply closed his eyes: "Two days."

The palm was swept lightly, and Sheng Zhao asked again: "Have you rested?"

Wu Yu said helplessly, "I can't rest."

If you rest, you will not be able to catch up.

Sheng Zhao wanted to scold Wu Yu a few words, but felt that it would be treasonous for a disciple to ask his master for a crime, so he said sullenly, "Let me rub it for you."

Wu Yu answered in a low voice, his lips were pressed tightly, the tips of his ears were hot, but there was a faint smile on the corners of his lips.

Sheng Zhao had never learned this technique, he was unfamiliar with pressing, and he pressed the acupuncture points that were good for relieving fatigue based on his intuition.

His fingertips caressed Wu Yu's eyebrows and eyes, and then turned around the forehead, rubbing slowly with gentle force.

With every movement of Sheng Zhao, he was telling Wu Yu how distressed he was.

Wu Yu's fingertips were slightly stiff.

Sheng Zhao pressed the button for a while, then suddenly remembered that there was another Yu Anyi who hadn't dealt with it outside, and he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Seeing Wu Yu now and thinking of Jianzong, Sheng Zhao realized why he didn't run to Jianzong when Yu Anyi was hunted down?

Is it because Jiang Qianzhou chased Yu Anyi away?

"Is Jiang Qianzhou dead?" Sheng Zhao asked directly.

Wu Yu paused for a moment before replying: "No, he woke up, his cultivation base was crippled, his foundation was damaged, and now he voluntarily retreats in Siguoya."

Sheng Zhao's tone was mocking: "Thoughts?"

Wu Yu was silent.

After a while, Sheng Zhao's kneading hands stopped.

These days, every time he met Wu Yu, he just passed by in a hurry. The time was too short, and he didn't even have time to reminisce about the past, let alone explain.

But now that he is going back to the sect, he should tell Wu Yu about his actions these days.

Sheng Zhao: "Master, is there anything you want to ask me?"

Wu Yu: "No."

His voice is very flat: "I said a long time ago that you can do whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt yourself."

But it is precisely the blandness that is weird.

Sheng Zhao: "Don't ask at all?"

Wu Yu's expression did not change, and after a while, he said: "There is nothing to ask."

But the master liked to take care of him the most before, otherwise he wouldn’t worry about everything, he was afraid that he would be cold, so he sent him spiritual power every night, and it didn’t bother him to prepare the stove every day, and teach him how to practice swords and alchemy , learning formations, writing talismans... and even asked Sheng Zhao what he did every day... Wu Yu has always been very worried about him.

Why are you so relieved now that you are willing to let go?

Sheng Zhao let go of his hand suddenly, with a dazed look on his face, he rubbed his fingertips, feeling a little sad, but he didn't know what he was feeling.

Is it because he was afraid that Wu Yu would find out, or...

Sheng Zhao thought, in fact, it's not that he didn't notice it, but he just couldn't believe it all the time. If Wu Yu already knew about his last life, what should he do?

Sheng Zhao was at a loss and flustered.

He fell silent, and the two of them were speechless for a moment.

Wu Yu opened his eyes, and he sighed softly: "Okay, don't think about it, you are also very tired, go and rest."

Sheng Zhao nodded: "Okay."

Wu Yu got up and walked outside the house.

Just now, the two who were still talking about laughing at Yan Yan had an inexplicable atmosphere of breaking up.

It wasn't until Sheng Zhao knelt on the ground again, propping himself up on the table, that he remembered what he had forgotten, and he forgot that there was Yu Anyi outside the door.

However, Yu Anyi is only the Immortal Monarch of the Sword Sect, and he just nodded and called "Immortal Venerable" to his master. With his master's temperament, he just nodded and left.

Sheng Zhao was indeed very tired. He rubbed the center of his brows and didn't want to care about it. He got up and threw himself on the couch.

He let go for a long time before he realized that he was afraid, afraid that Wu Yu would know his unbearable side.

Sheng Zhao's past was too ugly.

He closed his eyes, allowing himself to be plunged into darkness.

.

Wu Yu's consciousness had already noticed a person standing outside the door, but because it was Sheng Zhao's business, he ignored it.

After closing the door softly, he looked over with a cold face.

This glance is mixed with powerful coercion and infinite murderous intent.

Yu Anyi became vigilant all over, the Immortal Venerable knew what he had done to Sheng Zhao, and he would never forget when the Immortal Venerable expelled him from the sect.

He was terrified by Wu Yu's look, and wished he could go in and escape to Sheng Zhao's side. As soon as he had this thought, Yu Anyi gave a pause. He was horrified to find that he was used to relying on Sheng Zhao.

... But it is true that there is only one way to save him.

Yu Anyi fell down, he didn't dare to say a word, he watched Wu Yu put a ban on this door, and left silently.

Yu Anyi was afraid that he would leave Sheng Zhao's range of consciousness, and the Immortal Venerable would attack him. He didn't dare to go anywhere, not even to leave this door for even half a minute, and he didn't dare to touch that restriction.

He could only sit cross-legged at the door, waiting for Sheng Zhao to come out.

Distressed like a guard dog.

He thought gloomyly, there is Jiang Qianzhou in Jianzong who wants to kill him, outside Jianzong there is a dead soldier of the Qi family who is eyeing him, and there is Pei Qiyan waiting for him in the Demon Realm.

For a while, Yu Anyi really couldn't find a place to take him in other than Sheng Zhao.

He can only listen to Sheng Zhao's words and follow Sheng Zhao obediently, so that he can save his own life and live on.

Yu Anyi was not reconciled.

He was not reconciled to the extreme.

All this is because of Sheng Zhao.

But now, he still has to look up at Shengzhao's breath.

But what can he do?

It can't be compared, it can't be compared, Sheng Zhao is the son of heaven, but he is just a lost dog, Yu Anyi laughed mockingly.

He is nothing.

The spirit boat was advancing very fast, and when Sheng Zhao woke up after a nap, it had already entered the realm of cultivation and left the frontier.

Before he opened his eyes, he could smell the delicious food.

As soon as Wu Yu noticed the movement, he met a pair of bright eyes sideways, and Sheng Zhao asked eagerly, "Has Master made jade balls?"

Wu Yu laughed: "I did it, I made everything you like."

Sheng Zhao smiled happily: "Come here!"

He stayed at the bed and trot happily to the table, where there were meals that had been warmed by the fire stone.

Sheng Zhao lifted the lids one by one expectantly, chubby jade balls, fragrant osmanthus cake, stewed soft porridge.

The ingredients on the spirit boat were limited, so Wu Yu only made some home-cooked dishes.

Sheng Zhao knelt down beside Wu Yu and moved his chopsticks.

Wu Yu sighed softly, and leaned over to tie up Sheng Zhao's messy hair: "Eat in such a hurry?"

Sheng Zhao stuffed a jade ball, his mouth was small, and his cheeks bulged for a while before he swallowed it down: "Hungry—"

They had a lively meal, as if they had returned to the days when they were in Tianshan.

After eating, Sheng Zhao offered to say, "I'll clean up!"

Wu Yu nodded: "Okay."

On the Tianshan Mountains, after they finish their meal, there will be a special crane to take down the meal basket, and there will be a special person to clean it up, and then the crane will send it up.

Now on the spirit boat, they can only clean it up by themselves.

Sheng Zhao was holding the dinner plate, and as soon as he walked out the door, he noticed Yu Anyi sitting by the door, he raised his eyebrows: "How long have you been sitting?"

Yu Anyi was silent for a while: "Since you entered."

Sheng Zhao: "Waiting for me?"

Yu Anyi said softly, "Yes."

Sheng Zhao smiled: "So reluctant to part with me? Or...are you afraid?"

Sheng Zhao thought that after Yu Anyi was afraid of returning to Jianzong, he would meet Jiang Qianzhou who loved him deeply and was full of murderous intentions towards Yu Anyi, or that he was afraid that he would attack him.

But Yu Anyi thought that Sheng Zhao was referring to what he was afraid of, knowing what he had done to Sheng Zhao, and having the intention of killing him.

Yu Anyi took a deep breath, pursed her lips: "Yes."

Sheng Zhao's eyes were meaningful: "I will protect you even if you don't have to do this."

Yu Anyi clenched his hands tightly, and suddenly asked, "Why?"

Sheng Zhao didn't answer, but just brought the dinner plate in front of Yu Anyi: "Go and deal with it?"

Sheng Zhao's tone was very gentle and normal, with a negotiating attitude, which even made Yu Anyi think that even if he refused, it didn't matter.

He was silent for a while, but still took the heavy plate.

Sheng Zhao: "Thank you, let's go back to sleep after finishing it."

When Yu Anyi turned around, he was still thinking "why", was it because he was different from those three people?Is he special to Sheng Zhao?

Otherwise, why did Sheng Zhao treat him so well?

Yu Anyi himself didn't realize that he was being gradually influenced by Sheng Zhao, and he was no longer proud of his sword skills.

Even washing the dishes has become a kind of thing for Yu Anyi to measure his own value.

Because he helped Sheng Zhao, he was rewarded and protected by Sheng Zhao.