Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

At that moment, Xuehuai thought she had heard wrong.

The aura around him slowly calmed down, so calm that it was almost cold.

"Say it again, Yuncuo, separating the two words is not an ordinary joke. If you are angry, then be angry with me. Don't say these two words casually."

Yun Cuo stared at him blankly, silent.

Xue Huai stared at him quietly: "If you are angry, I walked here with others, and I can explain to you. Today I came out to help send the new fellow to find a place. I was outside all day. The reason why I agreed to this People go this way because they want to find you on the way after seeing grandma and grandpa.

"Yuncuo, I know you are a very insecure person, and I'm working hard for you. It doesn't matter if you are angry, it doesn't matter if you are jealous, it doesn't matter even if you get angry at me. But if you say these two words, it will chill me .”

Yun Cuo whispered: "It has nothing to do with this matter, I just don't want to be with you all of a sudden."

Xuehuai laughed angrily at his appearance: "You don't want to? Why do you look like you're about to cry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Cuo raised his blood-quiet eyes, the corners of which were red.Anyone else who came to see it would be shocked by his godlike appearance, and only Xuehuai dared to say that he was about to cry.

He said, "I'm serious, Xuehuai."

At this moment, a strange tranquility appeared in his eyes, as if before the prisoner was beheaded, because he knew that the final fate was death, he was no longer afraid.

Xuehuai became even more angry: "I don't know what you've been thinking recently, but I only have one thing to tell you. If someone else said these two words to me, I don't want my people, and I have no reason to want them." He, in the rest of his life, the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return to the road, and the road will go to the sky on each side—"

But what about him?

Yun Cuo stared at him closely.

It was a conditioned expectation.He looked at Xuehuai's ruddy lips, and found that those two soft lips were becoming brighter due to anger, and the same desire as before was born in his heart.

He wants to kiss him.

He used to think so often, so he did it.Sometimes Xuehuai is sleeping, sometimes Xuehuai is concentrating on his desk, drawing a map of weapons.Sometimes there are people around, so he caught him off guard and sneaked a kiss.

Xuehuai often scolds him, saying that he does not distinguish between time, place and place, and is inappropriate.

But today is indeed out of season.he thought quietly.

Xuehuai continued: "But because it's you, I'll just pretend that you're out of your mind before you say this."

Yun Cuo opened his eyes slightly, and saw Xue Huai taking a step forward, standing close to him.

The breath was soft, flowing slowly against his cheek.

Xuehuai was not as tall as him, Weiwei tiptoed and reached out to clasp his chin.Flames danced in those usually indifferent and cold eyes, like cats with blown fur, staring at him beautifully and keenly.

"Let me not say that the two of us have a marriage contract. If you want to break up with me, go to my grandfather to pass a test first, and then go to my father to explain clearly. If you are capable, return the batch of ammunition to me in person. I will return the bride price to you as it is."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Cuo nodded: "Okay."

Xuehuai was almost pissed off by him, and the hand clasping his chin became more and more forceful, as if what he wanted to pinch was not his chin, but his throat: "And take a ten thousand step back, you and I have already cultivated together. It’s a coincidence, I’m just like a mortal who regards chastity as my life, if you want me, I will haunt you for the rest of my life, and if I fall asleep, I want to run away, there is no such a good thing, Yun Cuo.”

Hearing that he used the wrong expression on his face, he became a little weird, as if he couldn't think of any other words to respond to him.

This set was learned by Xuehuai from the mortal market storybook.

Yun Cuo is an upright person who is almost rigid. Although he often buys some books to relieve boredom for Xuehuai, he never reads them himself. Naturally, he doesn't know the routine of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself.

Xuehuai laughed viciously, narrowed her eyes, and her eyes were vivid.

He was about to put his teeth on his hips and put his hands on his hips: "What? Didn't you expect me to be such a pestering person? I told you a long time ago that I, Xuehuai, am not a person who is not stained by the mortal world. How dare you not want me? I will accompany you to the end."

He hoped that these words would shock Yun Cuo to some extent, and it would be best to scare him to wake up immediately, and never dare to mention the word "separate" to him again.

As a result, his hand was suddenly empty, and the person in front of him suddenly disappeared into the wind.

The wind was silent.The setting sun has sunk to the bottom of the cliff, and the golden afterglow of the setting sun is dissipating, and the clouds seem to be chasing the fleeting brilliance, slipping away like a tide.

It took Xuehuai a long time to realize that Yun mistakenly ran away.

Leave him alone under the dark warm pavilion, and run away alone!

He was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was never so angry every time he quarreled with Yun Cuo in his previous life.

He is a mature left protector, so the monarch is absurd, he can perfectly and maturely wipe his ass and clean up the mess.

But it was also the first time for him to experience love and romance.Although he already knew that Yun Chu was a boring gourd, and his thoughts were often in a corner, but it was impossible for him to be completely calm and not to care about him.

Xuehuai decided to bet with Yun Cuo for eight hours first, and then go to coax him.

These eight hours were also carefully considered by Xuehuai: it was enough for him to return to the Nuan Pavilion to feed Taotie and the little gray cat, take a bath and sleep, and calm down.For the rest of the time, let's feel the desolation and helplessness of "losing the dual monks".

In the end, he will fall from the sky, and catching this person is just a coaxing meal, if hugging is not enough, then go to the bed to coax him.

In the end, when Xuehuai returned to Nuan Pavilion, before Xuehuai had time to carry out the first step of his plan, which was to feed the Taotie, he was so angry by Yun Cuo that he couldn't walk anymore.

Yun Cuo really returned the batch of arms that he had ordered at his house to him.

Blue Bird brought him eighty neat storage rings, which were specially made by Shenhuatai, and there were symbols of flowers and leaves on the rings of the rings.

At that time, Xue Huai was the one who handed over this batch of ammunition supplies. Xue Zong was away, so he personally checked everything, and then put it into the storage ring for safekeeping.

At that time, he felt a little embarrassed. Although he had not accepted Yun Chu's marriage contract, he knew that Xue Zong accepted it, which meant that he accepted it in the eyes of outsiders.

Xue's family accepted the dowry, and he couldn't take advantage of others out of thin air, so he was extra careful when ordering wrong orders from Dianyun.

Xuehuai's face turned pale, looking at these things gloomyly.

The blue bird was shivering beside him, not daring to breathe.

This blue bird is the blue bird that helped them communicate with each other in the morning, and they probably don't know what happened between them.All he knew was that the beautiful young man in front of him suddenly seemed to be in a bad mood.

It thought that the boy's fiancé was going to give him something to make him happy, but it didn't look like that at all!

Why did the young master of the Xue family feel even worse after the lover's gift was delivered!

The blue bird folded its wings and tried to escape timidly, but was stopped by Xue Huai.

"Hey, wait a minute, let's talk about you." Xuehuai said calmly.

At that moment, two kinds of thoughts intertwined in Xuehuai's mind, one was to tell him to calm down, and he must not fall into Yuncuo's trap.Yun Cuo obviously deliberately made him angry so that he would agree to break up.The more this is the case, the more he has to treat him like a three-year-old child, and he can't care about him.

The other is a laissez-faire attitude: he is very angry now, and Yun Cuo deliberately made him angry, so he should be angry with him to the end.

After thinking about it for a long time, Xuehuai finally got the upper hand in his mind. He stopped Qingniao and asked, "Did he bring me a message?"

The blue bird recalled tremblingly, and suddenly flapped its wings: "Yes! The Young Immortal Master said a word before asking me to give something, saying yes..." Ask him what else he needs from me, and tell me if there is anything else. I went to retreat.'”

"..."

When the popularity reaches the extreme, it will calm down instead, and behave very calmly.

Xuehuai was very calm, and all the first thoughts that hovered in her mind were killed at that moment.

Coax the cloud wrong?

He hasn't coaxed him yet!

He said, "Oh, wait a minute, I have something for him too."

He went back to the room and rummaged.

The mat that Yun Cuo slept on, the toiletries his grandmother prepared for him, the dried flowers that Yun Cuo gave him, and the paintings that he begged for from Yun Chuo later.

In the end, he just had to tear down the whole room—because Xuehuai gradually realized that there were shadows of Yun Cuo everywhere in this room, where they used to run amok and make love wantonly.

The scent of acacia flowers outside the window will remind him that once Yuncuo pressed him against the window, pushing him deeply and heavily.The only support point for his whole body is Yun Cuo, and his back is the high sky in the courtyard where people come and go at any time.

Things can be taken away, but smells are not.

He couldn't get rid of the aroma of Sophora japonica, just like he couldn't get rid of the smell of the small kitchen. The ingredients and seasonings have been soaked for many years, which is a mixture of caramel and spicy.

Xuehuai tidied up for a while, then started to be in a daze.

Qingniao watched from the side, and suddenly understood something: "Young Master Xue, did you quarrel with Master Young Immortal?"

Xuehuai said nothing.

Qingniao's voice became smaller and smaller: "Then...do you still pack up and send it back?"

Xuehuai said sullenly: "Send it, forget it if you can't send it, put it here first."

Qingniao began to persuade: "Oh, it's normal for young people to quarrel, there's no need to go to war like this, Young Master Xue."

Xuehuai rubbed her hair a little annoyed: "I don't even know what he is angry with me. His problem is exactly the same as the previous generation... as before, he doesn't say anything, he is self-righteous, he... this stupid king!"

At the same time, the window moved, and a black shadow swayed from behind the window.

Xuehuai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly regained her spirits, got up and rushed to the window, stretched out her hand and opened it——

The gluttonous ghost rolled and crawled and fell into the room.

As if she didn't expect the consequences of climbing the window to be so serious, Xuehuai rushed up and dragged it in.The gluttonous ghost didn't know what he had done wrong, but in any case, he had to admit his mistake first.

It jumped into Xuehuai's embrace flatteringly, and rubbed against him flatteringly.

When it saw the messy room inside, the Glutton Ghost was so startled that his whole body became stiff, and he didn't even shake his tail.

Xuehuai sighed, and patted its bald head: "Little Tao, go back to live in the cave with Daddy. Your mother doesn't want us anymore, I broke up with him."

When the gluttonous ghost heard this, he was startled at first, and then started to howl and groan, desperately throwing himself into Xue's arms.

It seems that I am also wondering and can't believe it, why?Why?

Xuehuai was not in a good mood at first, but was directly amused by this little Taotie.

He suppressed a smile, and said seriously: "From then on, our father and I live on the streets, but don't worry, if I have a mouthful of food, you will have a bowl of food."

"As for your mother." Xuehuai sighed depressingly, "Let him regret it. If he admits his mistake with a good attitude, then I can consider forgiving him."