After the rebirth, I was predicted by the scum attack

Meng Shiyi was picked up by his master. He has no name, no parents, and his whole body shows that he has nothing.

The first time Mengzhou saw him was in a snowdrift—the child wrapped in swaddling clothes was flushed with cold and crying. If he didn’t rescue him in such a snowy day, there would only be one—— - he will die.

He didn't intend to save him at first, but the child's eyes were dark, and when he saw him, he stopped crying, and looked at him with a smile instead.

He always hated weak things, but when he saw this child, he became interested. He thought: If he was given a chance to live, how far would he go?

A smile gradually floated on his face, and finally he carried the child in the snow into his arms and brought him back to Wangcheng.

In the dark prison, the gloomy light does not reach the corners, and you can't see it clearly, but you can hear the dull sound of long whips hitting the flesh, and you can smell the thick bloody smell in the air that cannot be dispelled.

The sound of footsteps gradually increased, and Mengzhou walked up to the tortured person in a white shirt. His eyebrows and eyes were extremely beautiful, but upon closer inspection, he felt a little heartless.Especially at this time, his face is expressionless, and there is some majesty in the invisible.

His black boots landed in front of the man, and he didn't move for a long time, and then he suddenly stretched out his white hand and lifted the man's chin, facing the face that was obviously weak but forced himself to cheer up, slowly He said: "Little Eleven, how many times is this, why didn't you teach me a lesson?" There was a sigh in his words, as if he was really admonishing.

But Meng Shixi knew, no, he was warning himself.

"Master, master... this subordinate promises that there will be no next time..." Meng Shiyi's hands were chained in the air, his upper body was hanging up, his toes were barely touching the ground, and some of the whip marks on his body were oozing blood , and there was a large knife wound oozing blood on his back, obviously he was dragged here to be punished before he could deal with it in time.

Mengzhou didn't intend to listen to his promise. He didn't know how many times he had heard these words, but every time he was still disappointed.

He shook his head and let go of his hand: "You have no reputation with me, Xiao Shiyi, since you don't understand the rules, then beat until I think you should understand." After saying that, he waved his hand to signal the executioner to continue. .

The matter was not as serious as expected. The blame was that Meng Shixi was not supposed to be involved in this mission, but he went secretly. Not only did he go, but he also came back with injuries. This is not the first time.

Last time several shadow guards pleaded with him together, so he didn't care about it. He only taught him a little lesson. He didn't expect him to dare this time. It's not as simple as being angry. Why would he use something disobedient?

What's more...Meng Shiyi's unauthorized mission is a small matter, but it will be a big deal if someone targets him. The trouble is that now that this matter has been known to someone who cares, if he simply settles the matter, then It should be a mess.

The dull whip sounded again, mixed with those uncontrollable screams.

Seeing that Meng Shiyi had been beaten to pieces, but Mengzhou was still unwilling to let go, the executioner Meng Si couldn't help but tremble with his hand clinging to the whip—if he beats again, he will hurt his insides... Meng Zhou kept silent, his eyes fell directly on Meng Shiyi, and finally, he heard Meng Shiyi's small and weak voice.

"Master... this subordinate admits his mistake... no, dare not... um——" Meng Shixi was in pain all over, and his words were weak. He knew that Mengzhou had heard it , but heard Mengzhou's ruthless voice coldly saying: "Speak up, I can't hear you."

The tears in Meng Shiyi's eyes fell down suddenly, and fell to the ground with a patter, and the blood on the ground turned into light red. Knowing that the white figure in the blurred vision was walking towards him.

When he woke up again, he breathed a sigh of relief—it turned out that he was still alive.

Before he could recover, he heard a cold snort from the side: "If you come here a few more times, maybe I have to go to the grave to see you."

Turning around, a man with a scar on his face was leaning against the bed, looking at him mockingly.

Meng Shixi blinked, and softly called Third Brother.

"Hey, don't, I can't afford it." Meng San stopped him and continued, "I don't have a younger brother as powerful as you."

"That's right, how powerful are people. They followed up sneakily, rushed forward when they saw the enemy, and even killed themselves half to death." Meng Qi, who came in with the medicine, agreed, and put the medicine in his hand Throw it on the table and glance at him.

Meng Shiyi seemed to feel aggrieved. He sniffed, but before he could speak, the two said anxiously, "Hey! Don't cry, shut up! Don't cry!"

There was a hint of cunning hidden in Meng Shiyi's eyes. Among the 11 shadow guards, he was the only one who used to make tears come out like a baby. Every time he used this trick, his hard-blooded brothers were too scared to speak.

"I said you really don't want your life!" Seeing that Meng Shiyi had no intention of crying, Meng Qi picked up the medicine bowl on the table again, held it in front of him, and signaled him to lick it.

Meng Shiyi sat up with his hands propped up, picked up the medicine bowl, frowned, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, then stuck out his tongue—it was so bitter.

"Thank you Seventh Brother."

"Don't thank me, I added coptis in it." Meng Qi put away the bowl and smiled.

No wonder it was so bitter.

"Okay, I guess the lesson this time is enough for you." Meng San asked him to lie down again, seeing his sleepy look and let him continue to sleep, and heard Meng Shixi call him a word before leaving.

He turned his head and heard him say: "Third brother, master, did he say anything about me?"

Meng San held his forehead, angrily said: "Go and ask yourself." You bastard!

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and walked out.

The room was dark all of a sudden, the bird was standing on the branch, and with the sound of chirping, he fell into a deep sleep again.

In the dream, the snow was vast, and all eyes were lonely white. A figure turned his back to him. When he was about to blurt out and call out that person's name, the wind and snow followed, fascinating his eyes. The person has disappeared.

Mengzhou sat by the bed and watched Meng Shiyi sweating on his forehead, whispering his name.

How courageous.

Mengzhou reached out and touched his sweaty little face, thinking to himself—how could he even dream about him?Do you really like him so much?

Before he could come up with a result, Meng Xiyi suddenly opened his eyes. The fear in his eyes had not yet dissipated. He suddenly met his gaze, froze for a moment, then hurriedly reached out and hugged his waist, and buried his head in the bed. in his arms.

Mengzhou opened his head and stood up: "You have no rules."

Meng Shiyi seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and obediently called out "Master".

Meng Zhou looked down at him, and said coldly, "That's not what I heard you yelling just now."

Meng Shiyi scratched his head and explained: "I just... had a dream, and what I said can't be taken seriously..." Meng Shixi is used to acting like a baby, and he looked at Mengzhou from the corner of his eye, as if he was not very angry So he boldly went to hold his hand, and said in a low voice: "I was wrong, you beat me, I hurt so much...you can't be angry anymore..." At the end, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he was wronged.

It really hurts, Meng Xiyi thought for a moment that he would die in a dark prison, but the master spent so much effort to make him a dark guard, and he obviously hasn't lost interest in him, so he can't die for the time being .

"You also know that I'm angry." Mengzhou's face was hidden in the shadows, and Meng Shixi couldn't tell what he meant, but his tone was so plain that it scared him a little.

His hand trembled, but he didn't let go, holding onto his hand persistently.

He didn't do it on purpose, this time it was really an accident - because he heard that there was a need for support, he went without thinking, but why should he be punished after the task is completed?Just because he acted on his own initiative?But if he doesn't go, it's still unknown whether this mission can be completed!

Everyone in the Shadow Guards knows that Eleven is a special existence—it was brought back by the master, and it was also taught by the master. Always be a little bit different from everyone else.But since the past two years, everyone has gradually discovered that he is acting more and more as he pleases, and this time too, he acted on his own initiative without orders.

Naturally it should be punished.

Meng Zhou sighed, and finally held up Meng Shiyi's face helplessly and pressed a kiss gently on his face, but gently alerted him in his mouth: "If there is another time, I won't want you, you know. "

Meng Shiyi tugged at him, insisting on bringing his lips together, and finally agreed to him vaguely.

He likes his master and Mengzhou. He doesn't know when he has become more shy and less calm when facing Mengzhou. He loves Mengzhou's strategizing, and loves Mengzhou for being kind to him and holding hands. Taught him how to practice martial arts, he even wanted Mengzhou to treat him like this only.

So two years ago, he anxiously expressed his heart to his master, and was rejected as expected, but he refused to give up, but became more enthusiastic, for fear that Mengzhou would forget about it.

A year later, he was with Mengzhou as he wished, but nothing seemed to have changed. The master was still the same master. He lost his life and didn't realize that Mengzhou liked him at all.He naively thought that he did not do well, so he rushed to show himself. This was the second time he was punished.

He whispered: "Master, do you like me a little bit today?"

Meng Zhou bit his lips, smiled lightly and said, "Probably."

Meng Shiyi put his hands on his shoulders and asked, "It's a little more than yesterday, isn't it?"

Mengzhou smiled casually, and answered freely: "Maybe."

"Hiss—" Mengzhou's hand pressed on his back, touching the knife wound and other welt marks, and he couldn't help but gasped.

very painful.

Mengzhou softened his movements as if comforting, as if he wasn't the one who ordered him to be in such pain now.But he just wanted to be so reckless.