Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuehuai decided to put a long line and catch big fish.

The next day, Xianzhou has already started to blow wind, and there is a faint tendency of wind and rain.

This side is close to the south, which is different from the original Xianzhou where they were born and raised. It is warm and spring-like all year round, with no rain, no snow, no fog, only wind, warm and dry.The mountain owners of several fairy mountains will regularly spread rain and fog, and create huge rain-spraying circles above [-] fairy lakes.

This magic circle consumes a lot of energy and lasts for a long time. When it is at its peak, it can wash the world with the momentum of a strong wind urging rotten trees, and the wind is clear and the clouds are relaxing.Because of this, Murong Xianmen will give the disciples two or three days off.Some people would take advantage of this time to go home to visit relatives, and gradually there were no people in the noisy school on weekdays.

Naturally, Xuehuai would not go back.

Xuezong is still working out of town, and there is only one Xuehe left in his family.Besides, their spring break wasn't too far away, and he wasn't in such a hurry to get back.

He heard the bell ringing at the fairy gate, it was distant and desolate, he knew that it would rain later, but he didn't know when it would rain.

He turned back yesterday and brought back the fifty golden melon seeds without leaving a note, so he simply didn't eat dinner.After eating the stomach-nourishing side dishes for four days, his spleen and stomach were not as uncomfortable as the previous few days. Xuehuai ate half a flat peach, and it was considered that he had used up his dinner.

He went to the top of the cave where he practiced. It was a hillside where pear blossoms were in full bloom. The vegetation was lush and the terrain was high and wide. He could see half of the sky and half of the water. When he lay down, there were soft and dry flowers and trees under his clothes. It looks like boundless snow.

The fragrance is ten miles.

Xuehuai sat down by a pear tree, tilted out a book, and read it leisurely.Black clouds began to surge in the sky, and cool air swept over him, blowing his hair.

But he still had no intention of leaving.Glancing at the rising waves in the distance, he stretched and lay down on the spot.

There was a cool breeze, and occasionally petals would be blown off the tree, bringing with it the impending moisture, blowing away his black hair together.

When Yun Cuo came to look for him holding an umbrella, what he saw was this scene: the boy under the tree didn't seem to be lying there, but grew out of the depths of flowers and soil, and could sway with the wind.

The moment I saw him, the hustle and bustle around him seemed to be far away, the wind calmed down, and occasionally there were one or two shouts from people in the distance: "It's going to rain, go back quickly." But it seemed that this side became quieter, So quiet...you can hear the steady breathing of the person in front of you, softer and sweeter than Lihua.

Yun Cuo half knelt down and gently put down the umbrella in his hand.The wind followed, a gust of wind, rustling the huge crown of pear blossoms overhead, scattering more petals.

It just so happened that a petal landed between Xuehuai's eyebrows, and then slid down along a beautiful arc, brushing against his eyebrows.

Yun Cuo stared at the petal in a daze, and stretched out his hand out of nowhere, trying to brush off the petal——

Because it doesn't disturb Xuehuai, so he is jealous of it.Xuehuai takes these flowers into his part of recognition, indulges them, gets close to them, but always refuses to take such a calm attitude.

He had already forgotten why he came here, what he wanted to say, and the clouds and rain that were surging outside this soft shade.The touch of the fingertips evoked an indescribable sense of trembling. It felt like ten days ago, when he blocked him in a deep alley full of thousands of flowers, he rubbed a touch of peach color with his fingertips, and wiped out the red grain under his eyes. tear mole.

Like that wishful kiss, with a sweet tea fragrance.

Like the sky and the earth turning around and rushing towards you when you are dizzy, instead of yourself falling straight down, like a person drowning in water drops being abandoned by the high and deep sky, instead of turning your back on the light... like him, facing the young man growing out of the flower and bowing down The head is not driven by his tense reason, but the person in front of him is ordering him.

Then his youthful eyelashes fluttered and he opened his eyes.

A shadow of bewilderment was reflected in the black and clear eyes, the wind moved the shadow, and the dark fragrance floated away, and the time that was close to stillness came alive with the person in front of him, even the wind carried some light and narrow.

"It's really you."

The two were too close, and Yun Cuo was close enough to kiss him as soon as he lowered his head.When Xuehuai opened his mouth, the warm and sweet breath almost brushed his lips.

Like an electric shock, he hurriedly got up and took a step back.The fine rainwater hit the ground, and he realized that it had started to rain.

It was raining a lot.

He was stunned for a while, then said in a low voice: "I'll bring you an umbrella, you should go back quickly."

Xuehuai stood up holding the umbrella, brushed off the fallen flowers on her shoulders, and looked up at him like that, frowning.

Yun Cuo was restrained by him, just like a child who has done something wrong.

The two sides can tell from a glance, one is fishing with a line, and the other is sneaking around. The two sides have cleared up the things in the past few days.Yun Cuo was completely unprepared to be caught - he didn't know that he had missed a loophole in the ingredients he prepared every day.

Yun Cuo whispered: "...I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."

He stood a little farther away from the pear tree, and the fine raindrops fell from the treetops into threads, slowly soaking his clothes.The black long gown became dark and translucent after passing through the water, and was obscured by the azure rain.

Xuehuai also got some rain on her body.The clothes of the traditional Chinese medicine repairer are always dark blue, he wears it to make his complexion fairer, his hair is black, and after passing through the water, he reveals a kind of beauty that people dare not look directly at.

He picked up the umbrella and opened it, walked out in a few steps, and grabbed Yuncuo: "It's raining at the fairy gate for the past few days, and the surrounding lakes and seas have blocked the way out, and even blue birds can't come over. Where are you going?"

Yun Cuo's sleeve was pulled by him, and there was a hint of surprise in his sullen eyebrows: "It's okay, I can go out."

Xuehuai felt that he was talking nonsense: "As far as the formation of the rain is concerned, let's not say that you can only go out if you have a cultivation level above Yuan Dan. Even if you have been enchanted before, you have to take your own life seriously. You go back with me first. "

Yun Cuo's eyes lit up: "Are you going to take me to where you live?"

This kid thought it was beautiful.

Xuehuai glanced at him: "You just stay in the cave where I practice, and I will ask Xiao Tao to bring you bedding and clothes in a while."

Xiao Tao is the name he gave to the Tao Tie Ghost.

"Oh." Yun Cuo replied honestly, as if he was still a little disappointed.

The cave is not far away, but the road has become difficult to walk.When Xuehuai came here, she walked on a small path up here, and now it has been washed by the rain so muddy that it is difficult to walk.

They went down the mountain road formed by the bluestone road.

This rain spell is not like ordinary rain. It has the characteristics of penetration and penetration, and can penetrate any enchantment.To avoid the rain, spells are useless, but the most common umbrella can only be used.

They only have one umbrella.After holding it up for a while, Xuehuai saw Yun Cuo stop, looked at the umbrella surface, then looked at him again, and said, "I'll open the umbrella."

Xuehuai said: "It's okay, you are a guest."

Yun Cuo hesitated to speak.

Xuehuai walked a few more steps, and saw that Yun Cuo's footsteps were always a step slower, and then realized: Because he is not as tall as Yun Cuo, the height of his usual umbrella will actually block Yun Cuo's sight .

He stuffed the handle of the umbrella into Yuncuo's hand, and felt a little embarrassed: "Then you can hold the umbrella."

The two walked for a while.

Xuehuai said: "Don't turn to my side, the umbrella is big enough, and I can't get wet from my side."

Yun Cuo said "hmm" again, but after a while, he unconsciously felt that he was leaning towards Xuehuai.

Xuehuai decided not to waste any more time talking with him - this man is simply stupid.

After finally reaching the cave, both of them were covered in water.Xuehuai used a small spell to warm himself up slowly, while Yun Cuo lit a fire and asked him, "What are you eating tonight?"

Xuehuai said: "I've already eaten, so you don't have to worry about me. After a few days, when the rain stops, I'll send you back home."

Yuncuo looked at him for a while, found a place to sit down, and said in a muffled voice, "You said you would never hide from me, Xuehuai."

He hung his wide coat to dry on the fire, and the skirts of his inner coat were also undone, and the still-dry water drops hung on his solid and powerful back and chest, making him look handsome and straight under the warm yellow light.

Xuehuai laughed dumbly: "I'm not hiding... What I mean is, Mr. Yun, you are the Young Immortal Lord, and you are already very busy, so what's the point of following me here?"

Yun Cuo said: "Blue Bird will come here every day, I will pass on the matter and deal with it without delay."

Xuehuai said: "But the blue bird can't come in or get out these few days, and the things in your hands will also be backlogged."

Yuncuo said: "I still have ravens from the underworld. They are dead spirits and have no entity. They can still send messages for me and will not delay things."

Xuehuai: "..."

Yun Cuo stared into his eyes and said stubbornly: "But I am your fiance. Xuehuai, you can't take care of yourself well. Your illness has relapsed. Someone should accompany you."

Xuehuai also walked over and sat down opposite him, looking seriously into his eyes.The light flickered, making his already bright eyes even brighter, as if there was water in them, he emphasized this time: "Mr. Yun, I told you last time that the marriage contract is between you and my father." I did not agree to a unilateral agreement. And even if it was an agreement between you and your father, it is not a direct marriage contract, it just means that if I agree after five years, our two families will enter into a contract again, right?"

When the fire was extinguished, the red mole under his eyes became vivid and attractive again, just like the way he smoked Huayan that day.

Yun Cuo didn't speak for a long time, and didn't answer him, but just looked at him, as if in a daze.

Xuehuai: "?"

The jumping fireworks evoke the fragrance of flowers during the day, and the aftertaste touched under the tree during the day wraps him up again, as if washed by the tide.

He whispered: "You..."

Xuehuai didn't hear clearly: "What?"

"You...you look good." Yun Cuo said.

There is undisguised fascination and passion in his eyes, which Xuehuai has never seen before - it is so pure, straightforward and clear, without any disrespect, obscenity, or violent conquest Wanting to be aggressive is just like a child who has lived underground for a long time staring at the starry sky for the first time, bewildered and sweet.

Xuehuai suddenly felt a little ashamed, and for the first time he felt that he couldn't stand Yun Cuo's gaze - who could bear this?Not to mention his thin skin.

He picked up the umbrella and got up, quickly said: "I'll go back first." Then he stepped into the rain without looking back.

Xuehuai is a thin-skinned person.

When he was young, Xue Zong often made him cry with Murong Mi, because he was so obedient and beautiful, it was fun to tease him.Later, when I went to the kindergarten in Tianting, there were more than a dozen little chubby birds from the Phoenix family who liked him. The first time they saw him, they wanted to roll over and rub him. He had never encountered such a situation, and he was so scared that he cried.

Later, when I got older, I became familiar with the pursuit of suitors, and even memorized several templates for rejecting people.Thousands of rejection letters were printed for him at home, and one was cut out for use when needed.After his mother died and his stepmother came in, his temperament became more and more domineering and flamboyant, but he was still a young man in his bones. He was good-looking and liked by many people, which was one of his proud capitals.

Everyone knows how arrogant Xue Huai is.

But today's Yun Cuo made him experience the bewilderment he felt back then after such a long time.

"Forget it, he is sick and young, I don't care about him." Xuehuai decided to let herself go.

Getting this guy back as soon as possible is the right thing to do.

He made the bed and found a clean quilt, ready to be sent by the Gluttonous Ghost.But the gluttonous ghost was a good-for-nothing, he grabbed the corner of the quilt and wanted to eat it, and he couldn't restrain himself. He was trained until he was tearful, and finally lost his temper.

There was only one extra quilt, and the gluttonous ghost gnawed it to pieces.Xuehuai didn't have time to beat it, so she had to push the door out by herself, trying to find another new quilt in the warehouse, but ran into his grandparents as soon as she went out.

The old Murong couple stood outside the door, seeing his drenched body, they first frowned: "How did this happen? Xiao Huai, why didn't you come back earlier?"

Old people like to chatter a few words, and when Xuehuai saw the second elder coming, she immediately understood that Yun Cuo might have to freeze for a while longer.He couldn't explain what he was going to do now.

He said: "It's a little late to study, it's okay. Why are you here?"

"These days it's been windy and windy, and the school is closed. Xiao Huai, you come to live with us, and your room is packed up for you, and you have changed into a thick bedding." His grandmother said, "Just let us go, Xiao Huai. Huai, hurry up."

Xuehuai shook her head subconsciously: "No need."

"Why don't you use it? Look, the brothers and sisters around you have all gone home, and the home is here. Is it decent to not go home after class? Or, Xiao Huai, are you complaining that your grandpa is too demanding of you on weekdays?" Harsh?"

At this moment, Xuehuai only felt that one head and two were big—it was impossible for him to tell them that he was hiding an outsider in Murong Villa, and it would be a lot of trouble to explain Yun Cuo's identity.

He repeatedly explained to the two elders that he had absolutely no rebellious thoughts, but only this afternoon when he was practicing, he created a magic circle that needed to be maintained all the time, so it was not easy to go too far.

After talking for a long time, the second elder only allowed him to stay in doubt.

His grandma held his hand and spoke to herself, then repeated: "Then it won't work, even if you don't go back to live, grandma will give you an extra bed and quilt, okay, Xiao Huai?"

Xuehuai said: "I really don't need grandma, I will fall asleep in a while, it's not cold, so I won't bother you."

He asked about the recent situation of the two elders, and Murong Jinchuan had a long and in-depth conversation with him about the future, asking him to engrave more than [-] principles such as righteousness, hard work, and self-examination in his heart.

By the time he sent the second elder out, almost two hours had passed.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to his room to continue tidying up.The gluttonous ghost's mood recovered very well. After Xuehuai beat it up, he finally called out to it: "This storage ring is given to Yun Cuo, don't swallow it on the road again, do you remember Yun Cuo? That good-looking but fierce man."

The gluttonous ghost obediently said that he still remembered, and rushed out the door after a whimper——

Then not long after, he ran back again, holding the storage ring in his mouth, and went to rub Xuehuai's hand.

Xuehuai: "Why are you back?"

The gluttonous ghost grabbed the hem of his clothes and dragged him towards the door.

The door outside the Nuan Pavilion was wide open, and it was windy and windy outside. Xuehuai saw Yun Cuo walking in it at a glance.

Yun Cuo was drenched all over, standing in the courtyard, squinting his eyes and looking at the floors above, he seemed a little unrecognizable.Xuehuai immediately remembered that this was the night in the fairy world, and the torrential rain would interfere with Yun Cuo's spiritual vision, just like he was unable to move an inch in the blood fog of the demon world.

He took the umbrella and went out, shouting: "Young Master Yun."

When Yuncuo heard his voice, he was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly walked a few steps towards him, stretched his hands in his direction uncertainly, and touched his shoulder.

There was a slight urgency and trembling in his voice: "You're fine." Then, as if afraid of scaring him, he explained: "I...I've been waiting for you for a long time, but you didn't come, and neither did your little glutton. Thought you were lost."

Xuehuai tilted her head: "I'm not a three-year-old child anymore, how can I get lost so easily. What's more, I think the one who is easy to get lost is you are about the same...Some things were delayed just now, you don't have to worry...Mr. Yun?"

Yun Cuo's hands trembled slightly, and he stared blankly at Xue Huai.

This look Xuehuai is too familiar——

It was the first time they met in this life, the look in Yun Cuo's eyes before rushing over to hug him.

Xuehuai was about to pull back and walk back immediately, but Yuncuo moved faster than him, and directly reached out to hug him.The two staggered each other and retreated to the door. Xuehuai's heels hit the threshold, and he was about to fall backwards if he didn't pay attention. They fell to the ground together, and let Xuehuai frantically try to get up.

Xuehuai half-kneeled beside him, trying her best to pull out the corner of her clothes that was being suppressed, and scolded him again: "You are sick! The surname is Yun, you have—"

Yun Cuo stared at him quietly, with a smile in his eyes.

But Xuehuai soon stopped scolding.

His voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes became astonished, looking in a certain direction behind them.

Yun Cuo got up and looked behind.

A pair of old people he didn't know stood behind the two of them, dressed luxuriously, the old woman looked shocked, the old man's face was stinky, and he was holding a big quilt in his hands.

Yun Cuo said cautiously: "Hello."

Murong Jinchuan ignored him and asked directly: "Xiao Huai, what's going on?"

Xuehuai: "........."

The author has something to say: Gluttonous Ghost: I was at the scene, and I can attest that the person concerned has recovered well and is very stable