After the rebirth, the dead enemy became my master

He Yi staggered on the spot and almost knelt down for Shen Yuqing.

Xia Xin didn't show surprise at all, but hesitated and said: "Master is afraid of being dirty, but usually Master stops here...today..."

Shen Yuqing said coldly: "You are weak, and He Yi is ignorant and incompetent. If you go together, you will surely die."

He Yi: "..."

Who is ignorant? !

Shen Yuqing stood still and repeated: "Carry me on your back."

For no reason, He Yi felt that Shen Yuqing was acting like a baby, and then felt that he was crazy, so he squatted down with a dark face, and Shen Yuqing naturally lay on his back—more impact than last night.

Last night, it was only a simple half-hug, but now the whole body is basically stuck together. The comfortable fragrance came to his nostrils again. Shen Yuqing's breath hit his neck, which made He Yi so itchy that he didn't dare to scratch it. .

He Yi gritted his teeth, and said in his heart: "As expected of you, Shen Jiaojiao, who can be so coquettish, raising an apprentice just for the fun of dreaming?!"

He stood up and was surprised to find that Shen Yuqing was much easier to carry than that manure, so he couldn't help saying: "Master, you are so light."

Shen Yuqing smiled coldly: "There's no rush, we'll talk after we've climbed the mountain."

He Yi suddenly had a bad feeling.

——As expected, Shen Yuqing had no good intentions.

Just when He Yi was tired and wanted to rest, Shen Yuqing said: "Don't move."

He Yi: "?"

Shen Yuqing motioned He Yi to look at the ground full of shriveled corpses and bones, and said slowly, "The ground is dirty."

He Yi: "..."

Xia Xin laughed out loud.

He Yi had no choice but to grit his teeth and persevere, and climbed over a mountain with someone on his back.

If it wasn't for Shen Yuqing who was so young that he didn't look like a human being, he might have become one of the many corpses.

Xi Village is at the foot of the mountain, so there is no need for He Yi to kick the door this time. The door of this village is dilapidated... It doesn't feel right to say it is a door, but it is blocked with a few wooden boards, and there are no nails.

The three of them stopped in place, not knowing how to get in.

A woman appeared quietly, like a ghost, standing behind He Yi, her cold hands pressed against He Yi's eyes.

He Yi snapped: "Who?!"

"It's me, Mr. He." The woman smiled.

As soon as He Yi heard the artificial voice, he knew it was Mu Fengyue, and he thought to himself: "This woman is haunted."

"Last night I promised to drink with my slave's family today, but I ran away by myself. It's not good for you to do so."

He Yi got rid of his incompetence, so he asked Shen Yuqing for help, Shen Yuqing smiled, stepped forward a few steps, drew his sword, and the sword of the meticulously crafted long sword pointed straight at He Yi, saying: "Girl, the disciple is not sensible, according to the school rules, I need to go back and receive the punishment, I hope you will forgive me."

"Why, he didn't do anything."

He Yi closed his eyes: "I'm sorry, Master, I was wrong!"

Mu Fengyue looked over quietly: "What did you do?"

He Yi: "I shouldn't have an affair with that person, and I shouldn't have sworn to a girl that I only love her and then fell in love with—" He Yi paused at this point, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

He looked at Shen Yuqing again, with tears in his eyes, pitiful.

But Mu Fengyue understood: "My lord fell in love with this fairy?"

Everyone: "..."

He Yi: I am not I did not!

Mu Fengyue smiled meaningfully, it was supposed to be a charming smile, but He Yi felt uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it, he squinted his eyes and sensed a trace of demonic energy.

——Mu Fengyue smiled nicely, but actually she was gnashing her teeth, staring at He Yi as if she was looking at a dead object.

She didn't like the original body, and even hated it, disgusting.

"Yes, I like him." He Yi said, "I'm Duanxiu, and I've never had a relationship with a woman in this life, so please respect yourself."

Xia Xin persuaded: "Junior brother, this is a bit serious."

Mu Fengyue smiled slightly, and said, "It's nothing." Her eyes were as venomous as a snake's letter: "It turns out that you are nothing more than that."

After finishing speaking, his sleeves fell off, and he left with a monstrous anger.

Shen Yuqing said lightly: "She is a demon cultivator."

Xia Xin was shocked.

"How did Master see it?" He Yi asked.

The devilish energy on Mu Fengyue's body was well concealed, and Moxiu or someone who knew Moxiu could barely distinguish it.

Shen Yuqing said: "A lot of experience."

He Yi: "..." Arrogant!

Shen Yuqing left on her own, Xia Xin and He Yi followed, and He Yi asked, "Isn't Master very rich in experience?"

Xia Dao said, "It's not that rich, it's just a genius."

"Huh? How do you say it?"

"Master's parents are not ordinary people. Master is even worse. He became a god at the age of 15, envied by all the gods. He descended to the world to kill demons and slay demons, and was worshiped by the people of the world. It is a legend."

He Yi nodded, and said in his heart: "Tsk tsk, Fang Qingze, look at him, it's obvious that the same face has such a big gap, he deserves to die."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the white jade ring on Shen Yuqing's right index finger, and his heart was shocked—it's better not to take it off.

If one day Shen Yuqing and Fang Qingze really become one person, I'm afraid I'll go crazy.

Behind Fang Qingze?Holding Fang Qingze?

Just thinking about it makes me want to kill myself.

Xi Village was very dilapidated, Xia Xin sighed, and murmured: "It's true that the dragons have no leader, and the demon cultivator who used to be so beautiful can only rob this dilapidated village by force. How could it be like this when Xuan Zhao was alive..."

When He Yi heard about himself, he couldn't help asking with interest, "Who is Xuan Zhao?"

"He is the Demon Lord, and he has been dead for 20 years."

He Yi: "20 years?!"

Xia Xin was taken aback by He Yi's strong reaction, "What... what's wrong?"

He Yi still didn't get over it, and kept mumbling: "How... how..."

This kind of rebirth technique usually takes effect immediately after use, and it can only last for three days. How can it be 20 years? !

He Yi buried his head in thinking, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and he stared coldly at Shen Yuqing. Shen Yuqing sensed the anger that was about to come out from He Yi, and said, "Xia Xin, you avoid it first."

Xia Xin was a little dazed, and said: "Okay..." hurriedly dodged to the village.

Outside the village, it was so quiet that only the wind was left.

Shen Yuqing's eyes turned to He Yi: "I think you have already guessed it."

He Yi had no expression on his face, but his heart was boiling with heat, which made his heart beat violently and lasted for a long time.

20 years ago.

The sky is like ink, the thunder is rolling, and the sky and the earth seem to be swallowed by darkness.

Suddenly a flash of lightning tore through the clouds and split the tree in half. People on the ground screamed and cried, and hurriedly went to the Taoist temple to worship gods and Buddhas, praying for safety.

At this moment, the heavens are carrying out inhumane punishment—the punishment of heaven.

The chains were wrapped around the victim's neck and wrists. The person's eyes were covered by a black belt, and the blood flowed down to his cheeks.

His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his thin body was trembling in the night, extremely fragile.

"Why bother?" The emperor sighed outside the barrier, "You shouldn't be like this, Shen Yuqing."

As lightning struck his body one after another, Shen Yuqing gritted her teeth tightly and remained silent.

"As expected of Shen Xianjun, how can you admit your mistake with such a superior attitude?"

"Who knows what he thinks, desperate to save that devil."

A female nun said: "It hurts so much. If I would rather bite my tongue and kill myself, I won't suffer."

One person sneered: "Shen Xianjun is a god, he can't commit suicide, he didn't expect something he was always proud of to eat himself back, it's really ridiculous."

As a result, a total of one hundred and eight thunders fell on Shen Yuqing!

But no one was there to defend him or shed tears for him. The people on the execution platform were already fragmented and breathing weakly.

Three hours later.

At this moment, He Yi was hearing that "Fang Qingze had died in the execution ground", thinking about why Fang Qingze would anger the Emperor, Shen Yuqing had already been lifted from the ground, and the person asked, "Go back?"

Shen Yuqing shook her head with difficulty.

His throat was full of fishy sweetness, his hands and feet were numb, and he couldn't control it. Seeing that Shen Yuqing was unable to walk and even vomiting blood, the man suddenly picked him up and sent him back to Lingwu Mountain.

……

After a lot of twists and turns, Shen Yuqing managed to recover her eyes, but her body was still in shambles. The man appeared again and said, "He's dead."

--Snapped!

Shen Yuqing stared at the broken teacup, her hands shaking like chaff.

"We can't let him seize the house now, and get the soul back, quickly—" Before he finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and the white clothes were stained red.

The man froze and mocked, "Crazy."

The words fell, and disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

One year later, in the mortal world, Anlin was by the river.

Shen Yuqing was holding a swaddling baby in her arms, the child stared at him with bright eyes, and suddenly "giggled".

Shen Yuqing stretched out her fingers to touch the baby carefully, and a voice came from beside her: "Satisfied?"

"En." Shen Yuqing looked at the man, with a sincere smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Thank you."

The man smiled coldly, and he didn't know what he was laughing at. He disappeared without saying a word, and Shen Yuqing didn't look for him. She was teasing the baby in her arms, and she was in a good mood.

The baby in his arms is not ordinary, it is made of wild souls, so it will attract lonely souls and wild ghosts.

And because of his special constitution, it would take seven years for He Yi's soul to melt in, and half of his mana would be lost. Therefore, before the age of seven, He Yi was a fool.

……

Shen Yuqing said flatly: "So you are right. I did suffer the punishment of heaven, but it was Fang Qingze who died, not Shen Yuqing."

He Yi remembered that in his previous life he had offended the Emperor, who said he would be subject to this punishment, but then there was no movement...

"Why create a me?" He Yi asked.

"Because I like you."

"..." He Yi's hands trembled violently.

——Because I like you.

This sentence began to repeat in my mind.

Shen Yuqing continued: "Because I know that if you use all your mana to rebirth, you will definitely ignore me."

After finishing speaking, seeing that He Yi didn't respond, he laughed at himself: "Just think I'm crazy, don't worry about it."

Shen Yuqing said again: "But when I was Fang Qingze, I really bothered you."

He Yi's voice was thin and weak: "Why?"

"How can there be so many reasons, if you hate it, you hate it, if you like it, you like it, and if you don't like it, forget it."

He Yi's mind went blank, he didn't know what emotions he should have at this moment... Or, at this moment, his emotions were already messed up.

The anger and disgust of knowing that Shen Yuqing is Fang Qingze; the shock of knowing that Shen Yuqing likes him; and the shame of Fang Qingze suffering the punishment of heaven for him...

Shen Yuqing gave a rare smile and asked, "How is it? Do you still recognize me as a master?"

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