Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuezong was furious at Xuehuai.

Hearing the old man's report, he didn't even look at Liu's body, but walked over angrily with someone, and pulled Xuehuai up from the edge of the pool - followed by kicking him.

Xuehuai was kicked so that she fell under the pear tree beside the spring pool, groaning.But he didn't resist, and was slapped by Xuezong again.He was dizzy from the beating, and the burning pain came up, making his cheeks hot, but he had just walked from the hot spring pool to the snow, and the evaporation of water vapor brought a sharp cold, as if it could frostbite bones.

It was cold and hot, only the pain did not lie to him.

Xue Zong scolded angrily: "Nizi! Sinister!"

His eyes were red with anger, and his whole body was like an angry lion. Seeing that Xuehuai had been beaten silently, he started to smash things—everything in his hand, cups and cups were broken, mixed with his repeated curses Together with reprimand, it exploded in my ears.

This blow seemed to break up the remaining strength of Xuehuai.

He leaned against the tree and said hoarsely, "What's the matter, can't I kill her?"

"Act impulsively, regardless of the consequences!" Xue Zong roared, "Who taught you to be so aggressive! Stupid!"

"You're not stupid. To say that I'm rushing forward means that you already knew that she was up to no good. Why didn't you let her die?" Xue Huai's voice was a little tired, but he still stubbornly raised his head and looked straight at Xue Zong, " Can I see your wrist, Dad?"

Before Xue Zong had time to speak, he saw Xue Huai endured the dull pain in his body and reluctantly stood up, walked over staggeringly, grabbed his sleeve fiercely and turned it up——

A light red mark appeared three to four inches from Xue Zong's wrist.According to the crow of the underworld, this is a sign of love gu.

Xuezong managed to calm down, and looked at Xuehuai without saying a word.

Xuehuai was stunned for a moment, and then a look of cruelty flashed in her eyes, she recklessly condensed the mana of purification on her fingertips, almost scratching and snapping off with all her might, trying to get rid of that ugly red mark .

To his surprise, he scraped it off after a few strokes without even seeing blood.

The red line was only drawn with cinnabar, and it won't melt when it gets wet, but it can be removed with the simplest magic.Different from the real voodoo person, no matter how many layers of skin the real voodoo person takes off, the red line is still there.

Xue Zong shook off his hand and said in a deep voice, "Have you had enough trouble, Xiao Huai?!"

Xue Huai looked straight at him: "You didn't fall in love Gu."

"Go back and rest, now is not the time to talk to you about this matter, you go back to your room to rest, and tomorrow I will take you back to your grandparents' home." Xue Zong seemed to have regretted beating him, and his tone softened, "Be obedient, Xiaohuai."

Xuehuai said word by word: "You, no, love, Gu."

He said, "You're just pretending."

"Yes, how about I pretend? Xiao Huai, don't be so stubborn!"

Xue Zong was provoked by his tone and became irritable again, as if he couldn't contain his anger, "Can you tell me before you do something? Even if you send a letter, it's fine? I dote on you too much on weekdays, and you become like this! Killing at every turn, have you weighed it? Have you thought about the consequences? Whenever you put in the effort to look into the depths, you will not be so short-sighted!"

Xuehuai sneered: "I'm not far-sighted than you. I only know that I have to avenge my mother's death. Are you happier than that woman after my mother died? You can finally marry another woman, right? I still treat you as you How sincere you are to my mother, I should have known if you had known that you would regret it two years after you swore not to marry. There is a saying when mortals swear, I think it is especially suitable for you——If you become a bitch, you have to set up a memorial arch. If you have the guts to marry another person but don’t have the guts to admit that you have changed your mind, and even pretended to be in love, who are you kidding?”

Who wouldn't say cruel words?This is a sour and mean face, using the method of calculating and small-minded. Even though he didn't know it before, he has also been affected by it.

This look is ugly, he knows, and he doesn't know that there will be a moment in this life that is more ugly than it is now.

"Evil barrier! You... You, is this what a person said! You!" Xue Zong was about to be mad by him, he was panting violently, with a terrifying appearance, and strode towards him.

Not only did Xuehuai not hide, but her words intensified: "Do you know why I didn't hide, or called back? Because you are my father, and you gave birth to me for more than ten years. I owe you this. But you owe my mother , I will ask you for it back one day."

Xue Zong was so angry that his face was ashen, looking fierce and terrifying, he raised his slap high, Xue Huai even felt the wind sound when his slap fell, and then closed his eyes——

That slap did not fall for a long time.

Someone stood in front of him.

Xuehuai thought it was the old man, but when he opened his eyes, he realized it was not.

The young man in black stood beside him, stretched out his hand and firmly grasped Xue Zong's wrist, like a floating flower that cannot shake a thousand-year-old tree, he came quietly and unpredictable, but with unquestionable absolute strength instantly reversed the situation.

Yun Cuo raised his crimson eyes, met Shang Xuezong's unbelievable eyes, and said in a low voice, "Don't touch him."

Xue Zong quickly realized that he was mad: "I discipline my son, I need you to intervene!"

But no matter how hard he tried, his hand couldn't move even a bit—Yun Cuo didn't attack, but stood silently in front of Xuehuai with a posture of complete protection.

Xuehuai was completely stunned: "Why are you here?"

Yun Cuo didn't answer him.

He just watched Xue Zong silently, like a wolf king with sharp eyes who would burst into flames at any time.Anyone who can sense this kind of aura will feel that if the person he is facing is not Xuehuai's father, if this person is not at Xue's house, then he will kill Xuezong without hesitation.

Inch by inch, he blocked Xue Zong's arm back, and then pushed it away completely.

Yun Cuo is taller than Xue Zong, and under such circumstances, it produces an astonishing oppressive force. It is especially frightening when he lowers his eyes: "I'll take Xue Huai away."

He took half a step back, turned around and stretched out his hand to Xuehuai: "Can you move?"

Xuehuai nodded, reached out to hold his hand - but froze the moment it touched Yun Cuo's palm.

Yuncuo's hand was very cold, very very cold.

Although Xuehuai practiced martial arts, but because her mother was a member of the Fengyu tribe, she was born with a bit of frailty. She was always weak and prone to cold hands and feet.Yun Cuo is the opposite of him. He looks young and energetic anytime and anywhere, and his whole body is warm.It was cold at night at Murong Mountain Gate, and after nightfall, Xuehuai often mistook Yun for Mrs Tang and hugged him like an octopus.

But now Yuncuo's hands are cold, which shows that his mood is turbulent now.

Xuehuai also smelled the smell of blood on his body, whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that the smell of blood on Yun Cuo's body was much stronger, as if it had been splashed in a rain of blood.

But he didn't intend to ask anything, he knew he was here to pick him up.

Suddenly there was a shrill cry from the door, it was Liu's personal maid, who ran out earlier - most likely it was to inform Xuehe, telling him to run away.

Xuehuai didn't send anyone to chase her, but she came back by herself, her expression was close to madness, she trembled when she saw him, but her whole eyes were on Yun Cuo - then she let out a deafening scream!

"what!!!!"

She was so frightened that she went crazy. Others tried their best to hold her back, but she uttered many words such as "little young master" and "red mud" indistinctly.

Xuehuai only glanced in that direction, then took Yun Cuo's arm without saying a word, and walked out the door.

No one saw them off except the old man.

But the red clouds flew from the sky, dispelling the haze and smog in winter. It was eighty phoenixes and eight hundred garudas. overflow color.

Dongjun's guard of honor stopped in front of Xue's mansion.

He seriously remembered what Xuehuai joked to him last time.

Before Xuehuai could react, she was picked up horizontally by Yun Cuo, and leaned over into Jinluan's car.

At that moment, he saw Yun Cuo's face that had been gloomy all the way finally showed some other expressions-sadness, anger, and sadness that he couldn't understand.

Yun Cuo gently touched his face, unleashed the healing technique, and wiped away the painful handprint for him.If the healing technique could heal the heartache, even if he paid for it with death, he would not want to see Xuehuai sad again.

The moment his hand touched Xuehuai's cheek, Xuehuai's eyes turned red.

Xuehuai still tried hard to maintain a calm expression, just sucked in his breath, his slightly hoarse voice covered up the fact that he was crying: "I'm sorry, I didn't intend to let you see these things. I just miss my mother a little bit."

Yun Cuo coaxed him in a low voice in a panic: "Don't cry, don't cry, Xuehuai."

He was so distressed, he couldn't see anything else in his eyes, he couldn't hear other voices in his ears, he could only see Xuehuai's reddish eyes, and his choked words.

But soon, he saw that Xuehuai was holding back her tears, and her eyes became puzzled and gentle.

He heard Xuehuai say: "Don't cry."

Yun Cuo was in a daze for a moment, not even knowing who Xuehuai was talking about.But when he wiped his hand, he found that it was stained with warm tears.

He stretched out his hand and hugged Xue into his arms, trembling all over, the sharply compressed pain and sadness almost made him breathless, and he couldn't say a word, he couldn't say anything, but the smell of blood almost rose from his throat, The mouth is hoarse and hoarse, not like a living person.

No one knew that he had been unable to make a sound for a day and a night. He had almost lost his voice since he left the meditation method until he saw Xuehuai.

"It's okay, it's okay, they're all dead, I'm here." He murmured, kissing Xuehuai's forehead in an attitude close to pious, "I'm here."

They did not return directly to Murong Xianmen.

Xuehuai was slightly injured, and Yuncuo took him directly to his home.When Yun Cuo's mother bought this mansion, no one has come in for decades since her death.

Yun Cuo hugged Xue to the bed, healed him, wrapped him in a quilt, and took care of him like a baby.Xuehuai's clothes were stained with blood, so he found his nightgown, but unfortunately it was too loose and loose, and the front could not be closed at all.

In the past, Xuehuai always resisted his meticulous care, but tonight she acquiesced in allowing him to take care of herself.The two of them didn't mention a word about the change that happened to Xue's family this time, and Yun Cuo didn't ask anything. He sat quietly and cooked the porridge, and then went to feed it to Xuehuai mouthful by mouthful.

The porridge was a bit mushy.

Xuehuai didn't mind, he was so hungry that he ate everything.Then he said, "Leave the bowl and I'll wash it tomorrow, come and sleep."

Yun Cuo was a little embarrassed, Xue Huai saw that he was not moving, and offered to give him the quilt: "I want you to accompany me."

Yun Cuo hurried to wash up, then climbed onto the bed, and carefully hugged Xuehuai in his arms.

"You're so free here." He heard Xue Huai say, his voice still a little hoarse.

The furnishings and layout of the Yun family's mansion are different from those in the fairy world. The fairy world is more delicate and small, but the Yun family follows the habits of the demon world. It is spacious and majestic.

The house is too big and it seems empty, so they can only cuddle closer to each other.

"Well, don't you like it? If you don't like it, I'll ask someone to change it again." Yun Cuo said.

Xuehuai smiled: "You're doing this again. If I don't like you, you can do whatever you want, and you can do whatever I want—why are you so likable, Yuncuo?"

He flirted with him pretending to be relaxed, but it could be seen that Yun Cuo was still frowning deeply, obviously still worried about him.

Xuehuai was silent for a moment, then stood up slightly, turned off the light with a flick of a finger, and then lay back in Yun Cuo's arms.

He said: "Don't be unhappy, I'm fine. I've already avenged my revenge. As for that son...he didn't deserve death. father……"

He muttered: "Don't talk about it, just mention him and get angry. I've grown up so much that even my grandpa never hit me."

Yun Cuo kissed his forehead.

Xuehuai continued: "Actually, sometimes I also find it quite boring. You see how beautiful I am outside, but I still get bullied at home. The key is that they bully me, and I foolishly think that they are treating me well."

"There's no point in killing people."

Mrs. Liu died, but Murong Mi couldn't come back to life.

He won't let Xuehe go, but he can't go back to his previous life and have a good talk with Yun Cuo with the exchanged marriage certificate.

Yun Cuo's voice was tense, revealing strong hatred and hostility: "They are very bad."

Xuehuai let out a "hmm" and said: "There are also people who are very good."

Yun Cuo was silent now.It was a silence of disapproval.Xuehuai is familiar with him, and knows that Yun Cuo has always followed him and never argued with him, but some thoughts deep in her heart are hidden, like a child with low self-esteem, who never shows up in front of others.

Xuehuai said softly: "Just like you, you are fine."

Yun Cuo's voice sounded a little low: "I'm not good, I'm very bad, Xuehuai."

He was so bad that he killed people without blinking an eye, refining a living person alive, and blood splashed all over him.The color of blood melted into the soil, thousands of flowers bloomed around, and they lived on carrion from then on. The hell-like scene of Senluo directly scared the maid who came over later crazy.

He lost his voice, maybe he also went crazy, he followed all the way, after arriving in Dongzhou, the first person he looked for was not Xuehuai, but his stepbrother Xuehe.

That immature young man died without understanding why he killed him.

Without this person.

If the marriage certificate in the previous life hadn't been exchanged.

in case……

He couldn't help himself to think about this if.There is hatred and extreme demons in his body. He knows it is wrong to do so, but he can't control it.He often sees the words fried and boiled in the book, and now he knows what real fried and cooked is, and his heart and gallbladder are burned.

After the mind-watching technique, he watched helplessly how his boy was walking away from him step by step.He watched Xuehuai being bullied and wronged.

Watching them miss each other and miss them forever.

Yun Cuo hugged Xuehuai tightly, and put his head on Xuehuai's naked chest, like a wounded and sad cub seeking warmth.

Xuehuai kept silent, patted his back lightly, again and again, coaxing him: "You are fine, don't worry, I'm fine."

Yun Cuo's depression today was beyond his imagination.It was clear that Xuehuai was the one who needed to be comforted more, but somehow it comforted him instead.

He hurts, Yun Cuo will hurt more than him.

If he hates it, Yun Cuo will hate it even more than him.Yun Cuo is not happy or angry on weekdays, and everything is up to him.

Seeing his frowning, Xuehuai suddenly had a thought, and said in a low voice: "There are not so many unsolvable things in this world, Yuncuo, don't follow me into a dead end."

Yun Cuo was stunned.

Xuehuai closed her eyes and said softly, "There is something I want to tell you."

Yuncuo hugged him: "Say it."

"I... I'm one," Xuehuai said the last three words with a little determination, "Reborn."

He felt Yun Cuo's body stiffen.

"I don't know if you believe it or not, but I also feel that this incident is mysterious... In my previous life, I was stupid, conceited, and missed a lot of things. I often think that it would be great if those things didn't happen, if it wasn't for those things People with those things, maybe there will be better results."

Xuehuai laughed softly, "But I think the biggest fault lies with myself. I am full of faults, frivolous and conceited, impulsive, obedient, obsessive..."

Yuncuo interrupted him: "You didn't, you are the best."

Xuehuai smiled, and he reached out and touched Yuncuo's brow: "If you can't believe it, then it's because I had many dreams in my previous life. You see, I can't handle my affairs properly until now. , For example, my father, I don’t want to talk to him now, but I... I don’t hate that much. You... Do you understand? This life is very good, I like it very much, and I want to keep it. "

"Let's live a good life, okay? For the rest of your life, you listen to me, and I listen to you, okay? Don't hate anyone for me, and don't feel so bad for me, because I... I will feel bad too." He His voice is very soft, although hoarse, but he is used to coaxing his tone.

Yun Cuo suddenly turned over, leaving only a broad back for Xuehuai.

Xue hugged her up and stuck to her, and asked in a low voice, "Is it all right?"

Yun made a mistake of "hmm".

Xuehuai felt relieved, and slowly fell asleep next to him.

It wasn't until he fell asleep that Yun Cuo slowly let himself take a deep breath—the heart was beating, the blood was boiling hot, and the sleeping person could neither hear nor see, and he suppressed tears streaming down his face.