Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuehuai was pushed to the door by the crowd, bumped her head once, and her vision slowly recovered.

"Brother, I'm afraid, you go out and come over."

His head was still a little dizzy, and the boy in front of him made his wrist hurt and his heart skipped a beat.

The aftermath of death has not yet passed, in the noisy and bustling crowd, he almost grabbed the opponent fiercely like a drowning dead, the strength was almost to a terrifying level.

Xuehe was startled by him, and even lowered his voice: "Let's go out, brother, Mr. Yun and the others are below, they can definitely save us... Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xuehuai finally came to his senses, the moment he saw the innocent and innocent face of the young man, he felt as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

He remembered where this was, and the pain in his wrist told him it wasn't a dream.

When he was 16 years old, Xianzhou was restless and demons were rampant.When everyone had to be careful, he was begged by his stepbrother Xuehe, who took him into the Xunxian Pavilion in the name of the young master of the Xue family.

Xunxian Pavilion is a place where one can see one's background, one's spiritual roots, and one's fame. Those who come are either rich or noble. However, that day coincided with the reversal of the seasons, and countless ghosts and ghosts bet the rich and powerful of their floor on the gate of Jinyu. .

The pampered people on weekdays were frightened and desperately tried to squeeze into the house, and the nearby people also fled, panicking.

The only ones left outside at this moment are the fools like him who were pulled out by his younger brother, and someone whom his younger brother desperately wanted to sneak into the Xunxian Pavilion to see.

He followed Xuehe's expectant gaze.

Downstairs, a young man in black leaned on the railing, silently looking at the door.As if just waking up from a dream, when the rain brought by the evil wind fell between his eyebrows, he reached out to wipe it away, and lifted the cloak hat on his head, revealing slightly messy white hair and the cold bloody Buddha seal between his eyebrows .

At that moment, it was as if something he couldn't mess with woke up, and even his playmate couldn't help but retreat three feet away.

As evil as a child of the night, it is said to be a wild seed born by the emperor of the heaven and the princess of the devil.He came from a bad background, but everyone flocked to him, because a rumor had already been circulated that year, saying that this child named Yun Cuo would be the next master of the cultivation world.

Xue Huai looked back.

He is too familiar with this person.

He met him when he was 16 years old and hit it off immediately.

The two became an alliance by blood, and he went against his father's wishes to learn the sword, traveled thousands of miles, and personally sent him to the position of God.

Everyone rumored that Xuehuai must be Yuncuo's future Taoist partner.At that time, Xuehuai also liked him a little bit.

Later, the marriage letter was indeed sent to Xue's family, but it was not for him.

Xuehe showed him the marriage letter that Yun Cuo came to propose marriage to him, and his eyes were full of joy, wanting to get his blessing.

Xuehuai is not a narrow-minded person, and she also hopes that her younger brother will be happy. Since then, she has let go of her vague thoughts and is serious about being his left protector.Then, Yun Cuo gradually alienated him, and he also felt that it was understandable-the so-called emphasizing sex over friends is human nature.

But in the end, he spent most of his youth for him and died on the battlefield, but he got a comment of "incompetent Dharma protector", which made him feel the most chilling.

After his death, his soul had already reached Naihe Bridge. After hearing about it, he overturned Meng Potang and came back to look for him at the risk of his soul disappearing. After three days in the sun, he visited his funeral and searched all over. In all places, at the last moment when he was wiped out, he found that Yun Cuo was holding his ashes and weeping, crying so hard that he was about to hold his breath.

Why is he crying so sadly?

Even his beloved Xue He was so sad that he didn't cry—to be precise, Xue He didn't cry at all.

After his death, their father became seriously ill, and his stepbrother happily became the new young master of the Xue family without even wearing the sacrificial attire.The stepmother who greeted him on weekdays was also haggard in front of others, but her face was radiant behind her.

After dying once, Xuehuai realized that this is the so-called "knowing people, knowing the face, not knowing the heart".

Only Yuncuo, he couldn't see through him.

He didn't know what his feelings for him were, nostalgia, reluctance, a dead brother, or an "incompetent" left protector?

Yun Cuo and Xuehe are a couple. Xuehe has liked Yun Cuo since he was a child, and Yun Cuo seems to be the same.

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't want to.He doesn't want to care about these things anymore.He had too many bad debts in his previous life, so he shouldn't have meddled in anything related to Xuehe.In this life, he must live a good life and take good care of his real relatives.

In the end, he and Yun Cuo should have nothing to do with each other, but after thinking about it after death, in the end, it was just like what others said - he didn't know him, he didn't know him.

Xuehuai withdrew her gaze, turned her head to push the closed door, pushed it a few times, but didn't move.

Xuehe was in a hurry, and still wanted to pull him downstairs: "Brother, brother, there are so many people here, I'm afraid, let's go down and find Mr. Yun, okay?"

Xuehuai smiled: "Xuehe, you are born with triple spiritual roots, and you have cultivated Yuandan. Instead of asking strangers for help, it is better to rely on yourself. Our Xue family is a military family, and we never produce waste that cannot be beaten, right?"

Xuehe was really stupid this time - he felt that something was wrong with his brother.

He followed his mother into Xue's house three years ago, changed his name and surname from then on, and lived with Xue's family.It was snowing heavily that day, and Xuehuai was sitting and making tea, her eyelashes were dark, her smile was faint, and she was as cold as the silver light on the back of a snowy mountain.

He glanced at him, and the red mole of tears in his eyes made this gaze look thrilling and moving: "You are my brother? I will protect you from now on."

He is so sharp and dazzling, the young master of the Xue family who is loved by thousands of people, almost burning people's eyes.

Outside, he is the most eye-catching knife, even if he doesn't say anything, once he stands there, everyone's eyes will involuntarily focus on him.At home, he was a loose young man, but even their father dared not disobey what he said.He promised to cover him, and after that, he really responded to every request, and even spoke to him very softly, and never doubted him.

But today... what happened to Xuehuai today?

Xuehuai slammed on the door, causing panic among the people inside: "Let me in, I'm not a ghost, I'm also an innocent citizen who came to take refuge."

The people inside quickly returned to him and shouted in panic: "Fart! How do you prove that you are not a ghost? Don't look down on ghosts, ghosts can talk too. They have all walked downstairs today!"

Xuehe said to him timidly: "Brother, let's go down..."

Xuehuai didn't care about Xuehe's small thoughts behind her.

At this time of the year, he saw his younger brother was afraid, so he simply broke down the door, scattered a handful of golden melon seeds to open the way, grabbed a knife and killed him.

This is his style, high-profile, young people do things all by their will, which coincides with Yun Cuo, no wonder Yun Cuo also noticed him.

It was a coincidence that he snatched Yuncuo's knife at that time.The next day Yun Cuo came to him to return it, but he couldn't remember where he lost it. The two of them met each other for a day, and they knew each other.

Xuehuai fumbled into the sleeve, and sure enough, she found a bag of golden melon seeds.

Xuehe came over to pull him again: "Brother..."

Xuehuai put away the golden melon seeds, and glanced back at her younger brother: "You can do whatever you want."

"No, brother, downstairs...Mr. Yun downstairs seems to be coming this way!" The expression on Xuehe's face was not scared, but a little excited, and he pointed to Xuehuai, "Brother, they are asking Shall we help!"

Xue Huai looked back when she heard the words.

The ghosts were already approaching the door, and the young people below made some moves, but they didn't intend to enter the house.Xuehuai glanced under the eaves, only to find that the boy in black who was leaning there had disappeared.

The next moment, a black shadow jumped out of thin air on the pavilion on the second floor where they were!

The evil wind was fierce, and Yun Cuo appeared in front of them without warning like a wisp of ghost.Caught off guard, Xue Huai looked up and met Yun Cuo's deep eyes.

There was only one thought left in Xuehuai's mind: run quickly.

This is how Yun Cuo recruited soldiers back then. When he wanted to recruit you into his gang, he chased you to the ends of the earth and tried to recruit you into his gang.Those who swore not to join died later.

There are not many people who can fall into Yun's wrong eyes. As far as Xuehuai knows, he has a blacklist and a whitelist. The whitelist contains people he thinks are "not stupid", and the blacklist contains the names of his enemies.

Everyone on the blacklist was missing, and all of them died before and after Yun Cuo took over as Emperor Zun.

And there are only two names on the white list: one is Yun Cuo himself, and the other is a dumb cat raised by Yun Cuo.

For such a defiant tyrant, it will take a lifetime to be targeted.If Xuehuai was given another ten chances to live a new life, he would not choose the high-profile solution back then.

Yun Cuo looked at him without any other movements, just stood there, looking at him, as if in a daze.

Xuehuai looked over calmly, took a few steps back - smashed the door behind him with her backhand, and shouted at the same time: "Ghost!!!!"

The people in the door didn't know the situation, and they immediately screamed and commotion.Xuehuai tore open the bag of golden melon seeds and sprinkled them cracklingly behind her. She tried her best to perform well and cried out in a crying voice: "Ah! My golden melon seeds!"

There are also many immortals who love to take advantage of this building. As soon as these words came out, people immediately started looting, and the flow of people flooded Xuehuai. Only, he finally found a corner and shrank back.

The young master of his Xue family had never been in such a mess before.

He lost one shoe, so he simply took off the other one and stepped on the ground barefoot.He looked at the empty downstairs, and when he was about to walk down the stairs, he found that the surroundings had fallen into a dead silence.

There was a large space around him, and Yun Cuo emerged from the crowd and looked down at him.He shrugged his shoulders, gasped slightly, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Snow……"

Before Xuehuai could react, she was pulled into a strong embrace.

Yun Cuo stepped forward and directly hugged the stranger whom he met for the first time in his arms. He was so hard that Xuehuai felt that his waist was about to be cut off by him, and it was difficult to even breathe. .

At that moment, as if the person approaching the flame felt the heat, Xue Huai vaguely grasped some emotions of the person in front of him at that moment, it was a deep backlog of despair and happiness that was so dull that it was hard to breathe, as if... The rest of my life.

Xuehuai froze for a moment, then stretched out her hand in astonishment, trying to push him away, but Yun Cuo immediately grabbed his hand and hugged him even harder.

The people around were talking about it, Xuehuai's face turned pale, and it took a long time for Yun Cuo to let go.

Yun Cuo's voice was a little trembling. Everyone should be afraid of the future emperor, and he stumbled a little: "Don't be afraid, your name is Xuehuai, right? I'll take you home."