After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

The reminder from the children of the Qi family is not groundless.

He was regarded as the Patriarch's confidant, since those dead men came back a few days ago, he saw the Patriarch find the Immortal Binding Rope from the private treasury with his own eyes.

Every day on the table.

The children of the Qi family didn't know who this rope was used to tie up, but seeing Sheng Zhao today, he suddenly realized.

"Give it to you."

The children of the Qi family were brought back to their senses by Sheng Zhao, and he hurriedly took over the curtain that Sheng Zhao had stuffed over, with smoke on his face, stammering, almost stuttering: "Thank you, Mr. Sheng, I will, will treasure it carefully!"

He saw Sheng Zhao slightly curled his lower lip, showing a good-looking smile, and his voice in response was low and soft, and the faces of the children of the Qi family turned even redder.

But he couldn't see the moment Sheng Zhao turned around, and the smile disappeared completely from his face.

There is no one in the main hall.

Sheng Zhao walked through the corridors intuitively and came to the open-air courtyard behind the hall.

An osmanthus tree was planted in the center.

Because of the perennial snowfall in the border area, the newly planted sweet-scented osmanthus tree was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the leaves were all yellow.

There is a table on the side of the corridor, Qi Ren is sitting on his knees, playing the piano, making tea, the sound of the piano is ethereal, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing.

He is waiting for a beautiful woman.

Sheng Zhao approached and saw refreshments on the table.

He thought to himself, it really is afternoon tea.

Sheng Zhao put the saber aside and sat down. He didn't realize something was wrong when he was sitting. The jade box with refreshments looked familiar.

Because it was given to Wu Yu, he was deeply impressed, this jade box was exactly the box he gave to his master that day.

Not only the jade box, but also the pastries in the box are familiar.

It was exactly the same as the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Sheng Zhao made that day, and even the way it was placed was the same.

Sheng Zhao's hand suddenly pressed on Qi Ren's qin, and the qin made a piercing and unpleasant sound. He asked expressionlessly, "What do you mean?"

Qi Ren let go of the hand hooking the strings, and smiled: "When I first met Mr. Sheng, Mr. Sheng praised me for playing well."

"But now, the young master is not happy."

Sheng Zhao didn't say a word, he didn't say a word, his face was very cold.

He never thought that what he said at the beginning made Qi Ren mad.

Qi Ren waved his sleeves: "I made this with my own hands, young master, try it?"

Sheng Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, it didn't matter what he did that day, even though he knew it well, Qi Ren didn't dare to do anything to Wu Yu.

Sheng Zhao came today because he wanted to calmly discuss things with Qi Ren. He was not sure how crazy Qi Ren was now, so he frowned a little troublesomely.

He gave Qi Ren a face, picked it up and ate it.

As soon as he ate it in his mouth, Sheng Zhao paused, and the taste was the same.

Qi Ren explained in a warm voice: "After the young master left that day, I cleaned up the place for you."

"It was my first time to cook, and I learned a lot from the things my son left behind."

To put it simply, it is to study all the leftovers from the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Sheng Zhao made that day, and try out the taste over and over again.

Qi Ren: "However, this jade box is easy to make."

Sheng Zhao was quiet for a while, and asked, "Why?"

Qi Ren smiled embarrassedly: "Because I also want the gift prepared by the young master."

"But the young master won't give it to me, so I did it myself."

Sheng Zhao suddenly hooked his lower lip, and praised: "It's very similar, not bad."

Qi Ren's eyes lit up for a moment: "That's good."

Qi Ren made the tea and put it in Sheng Zhao's hand, and he put the qin back into the mustard space. He put a rough hemp rope where the qin was originally placed.

Sheng Zhao could tell at a glance that it was the hemp rope disguised by the Immortal Binding Rope. Although the Immortal Binding Rope was rare, did Qi Ren really think he couldn't recognize it?

What is this man trying to do to him?

Qi Ren took out another pair of whips and put them next to the rope.

The whip is a black-colored spine, densely packed with sharp bony spurs.

Sheng Zhao's eyebrows twitched, and he raised his hand to get the sword.

Before Sheng Zhao touched him, Qi Ren grabbed his wrist.

Qi Ren was a little bit emotional: "Young Master, you still don't believe me, how could I use them to hurt you."

Sheng Zhao's hand was pinched and he couldn't move. Before he had an attack, Qi Ren said again: "This is to apologize to the young master."

"Apologize for the crime of interfering with the young master beyond the rules."

As soon as Qi Ren finished speaking, the immortal rope moved.

It is not Sheng Zhao, but Qi Ren.

The immortal rope was used by Qi Ren to plead guilty.

After all, if the dog is disobedient, he has to accept the owner's punishment, isn't it?

Although Sheng Zhao made a deal with Qi Ren from the beginning to the end, he never admitted that he had any other relationship with Qi Ren.

Even such a humble request.

The immortal rope will lock the spiritual power of the monk and make the monk lose the spiritual power to resist. It is in the form of a rough hemp rope at this time.

The hemp rope tied Qi Ren's hands and his entire upper body in humiliation. The thick knot just crossed Qi Ren's Adam's apple. He couldn't lower his head, he could only look up.

Qi Ren closed his eyes.

Killed by the neck.

Sheng Zhao: "..."

It's a big game.

Sheng Zhao really wanted Qi Ren to take care of his hands and not do unnecessary things.

Although Qi Ren's haunting ruined his plan, Sheng Zhao hated others intervening in the name of good intentions.

Sheng Zhao still had a cold face, without showing any emotion, he looked at Qi Ren for a while, but didn't say a word.

Until Qi Ren's Adam's apple held up by the hemp rope rolled, he was nervous.

Sheng Zhaocai smiled: "It's quite complete."

He picked up the handle of the whip, looked at it carefully, and commented a few words: "The keel whip? You have hit yourself so hard."

Qi Ren: "Young Master, it's fine if you get angry."

Sheng Zhao can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't dislike him.

Sheng Zhao suddenly threw the tea and the jade box on the ground. He propped up the table and leaned slightly, "I'm very angry, but I don't want to vent my anger on the things brought up."

Sheng Zhao patted Qi Ren's face with the whip handle, and said softly, "Because it's too cheap."

He smiled and asked, "What should I do?"

The handle of the whip was cold, but Qi Ren felt it getting hotter and hotter. He let out a soft breath and asked, "It's cheap because you are obedient?"

Qi Ren took the initiative to rub the handle of the whip in Sheng Zhao's hand with his face: "But I am only obedient to the young master."

Sheng Zhao smiled: "Some people are rushing to be my dog, and there is no shortage of you."

"Besides, you are not obedient." Sheng Zhao said.

Sheng Zhao told the truth, Qi Ren couldn't refute it, he remained silent.

Sheng Zhao didn't know how to use a whip, he flicked it out of nowhere, the sound of breaking through the air was close to Qi Ren, his body became more and more tense, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

Ready to get started?

What responded to Qi Ren was the sound of a whip being thrown.

Qi Ren used all his strength to force himself to remain still. At the very moment, his first thought was that Sheng Zhao would hit him.

Sheng Zhao didn't hit anywhere, he wrapped the thick knot on Qi Ren's Adam's apple with the tip of his whip.

His whip technique can be said to be inaccurate, because if he deviates for a moment, the whip bone will wrap around Qi Ren's neck, and the bone spur will plunge into Qi Ren's flesh and blood.

It was Sheng Zhao's first time using a whip, but he was also a genius.

Qi Ren, who had reacted, didn't know whether it was disappointment or something else at that moment, he opened his eyes, and happened to meet Sheng Zhao with a condescending look.

There was a smile in Sheng Zhao's eyes, a smile without emotion, with the joy and teasing of the gods.

Qi Ren's breathing was stagnant, and his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

The tip of the whip slowly tightened, breaking the knot.

Qi Ren completely forgot that he was holding his breath, and he mistakenly thought that the whip could wrap around his throat.

He was tied up and suffocated, and he was hurt by bone spurs.

Blood was dripping, but his whole body was on fire.

Blood boiled Qi Ren's entire brain, and at the moment before he suffocated to death, the whip tore off the knot that became a muddy silk thread.

Qi Ren was able to breathe suddenly, he took a deep breath, took a deep breath eagerly, and slightly bent his back.

Sheng Zhao seemed to be giving the final verdict: "The punishment is over, I don't want you to meddle in other people's business in the future."

"Understand?"

Qi Ren laughed abruptly: "Young master, do you really not want to hit me a few times?"

Sheng Zhao frowned: "I'm not in the mood to play this kind of game with you."

Qi Ren said softly: "Then I also hope... I hope that the young master will not regret it."

Mutation prominence!

Sheng Zhao's whole body went limp all of a sudden, he was unable to support the desk with his arms and legs, and his beautiful and sharp eyebrows and eyes became weak just now.

The gods who were high above one moment fell into the world the next moment, becoming powerless and being ravaged by others.

The fairy-binding rope that was broken with a hole had failed, Qi Ren slowly broke free from the remaining rope, and he stood up.

Qi Ren pulled out the whip from Sheng Zhao's hand and threw it on the ground without saying a word. Qi Ren used the invalid rope to bind Sheng Zhao's hands.

Sheng Zhao didn't lose his mind, he calmly thought about it, and then curled his lower lip mockingly: "You mixed medicine in the pastry."

When Sheng Zhao was about to lose his hold and was about to fall to the ground, Qi Ren bent down, wrapped his arms around Sheng Zhao's knees, and hugged Sheng Zhao.

Sheng Zhao's body is slender, and he fits easily into Qi Ren's arms.

Qi Ren hugged the person and walked into the hall. Before the blood aroused cooled down, he couldn't help tightening his arms and hugged him even tighter.

Her voice was hoarse: "My lord knows that I'm disobedient, so why are you so defenseless?"

Sheng Zhao asked calmly, "What do you want to do?"

Qi Ren smiled gently: "I want to meddle in my own business."

Holding Sheng Zhao in his arms, Qi Ren turned and turned around, walked around one long corridor after another, entered a remote pavilion, and opened a secret door.

This dark room doesn't look like a shady room, but rather like a warm pavilion. Coming here from the heavy snow, it's so warm that people's bones are crisp.

Sheng Zhao felt a little sleepy, his whole body was lazy, he yawned involuntarily, and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

Qi Ren lightly placed Sheng Zhao on the bed of the beauty, and wiped away the tears with his fingers.

Sheng Zhao barely maintained his sober will, looked at Qi Ren coldly, and the next moment, Qi Ren's palm covered his eyes.

Qi Ren's fingertips moved slightly.

Sheng Zhao said softly, "Qi Ren, I'm afraid of the dark."

Qi Ren paused, and didn't touch Sheng Zhao's eyes again: "Then you won't be able to seal the young master's sense of sight."

Qi Ren looked around, tore off the red silk from Sheng Zhao's hair, covered Sheng Zhao's eyes with it, and tied it behind his head.

The red silk is a bit thin, and Sheng Zhao can feel the blurred light through it when he opens his eyes, and can't see clearly, but it is not so dark.

Qi Ren said softly: "Go to sleep, the young master wakes up, and I will be back."

Before Qi Ren left, he looked at Sheng Zhao who had lost consciousness on the couch, and the red silk blindfolded made him look more and more black-haired and snow-skinned, with a beautiful face.

Sheng Zhao's appearance at this time is more like Qi Ren's neck being slaughtered than before. The gods are powerless to resist, so they can only bear everything obediently.

Qi Ren closed his eyes, turned around and left the dark room.

He twirled the black jade ring on his phalanx, and said in a low voice, "You can do it now, control the person and wait for me to come over."

Every head of the Qi family can use the ring to order the dead soldiers of the Qi family, even if they are thousands of miles away.

From a few days ago, it was all arranged by Qi Ren.