Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

Xuehuai returned home with the magic weapon, but no one asked him how he got it so easily - because he fell asleep after coming back, and after a day and a night passed, he got up dizzy and turned around. I turned around and took a bath in the hot spring pool in my courtyard.

Xuezong is not here, he is the head of the family, and the Liu family dare not intervene.

While taking a bath, he only heard one thing from the old man——Zhushi Xiaolang and the other young men who were circling around Yuncuo were stimulated by some kind of stimulation. Xunxian Pavilion did not go.

Zhu Qingcang didn't know what was going on, so he asked about Xue's family in a roundabout manner, but Xuehuai fell asleep and did not wake up, Xuehe and Liushi didn't know what happened, and nothing happened.And because Xuehuai had said hello in advance, he didn't dare to ask Xuezong, so he could only stare blankly in the end.

Xuehuai soaked herself in the hot spring, lazily listened to the old man's story, and said: "No big problem, don't worry, the magical artifact is in my room, please send it to Shenhuatai, and give it to me directly when my father comes back. He'll be fine."

The old man looked at him suspiciously, but did as he did without asking him anything else.

After a while, Xuehe also came over and asked what was going on.He opened his big beautiful and moist eyes, and looked at him worriedly: "Brother, are you okay? Next time you go out, don't drink so much alcohol. I heard people outside say that you are right with Mr. Zhu and Mr. Yun." Come up, is it true?"

Xuehuai casually called the birds in the yard to bring him a sweet fruit, slowly peeled the skin and threw it on the shore, and the birds ate the skin.He said: "So what if it's right? They robbed our house, and I just came to get it back."

Xuehe bit her lip and looked at him for a while, then said timidly, "But Mr. Yun and the others..."

"Don't mess with me, I know." Xuehuai's tone was very light, he thought for a while, "It seems that I am really going too far, will I make those children shut up?"

Xuehe was taken aback: "Brother! What have you done?"

"I just put them down and tied them to the pillars, and painted them some makeup."

The rope is a strong and powerful lock, and those youngsters probably cannot break free with their own strength.The tortoise is also the most authentic little tortoise, exactly the same as the one raised in his father's small water tank.

Keep mad at them.

However, the most interesting thing is Yuncuo.

He was not distracted by the sound of his piano, but continued to pretend to fall asleep after asking him for a painting.

Xuehuai wouldn't believe that he couldn't escape from the immortal lock and get his companions out.Obviously, Yun Cuo just didn't do that. In the end, the Zhu family guarding under the Xunxian Pavilion probably found out that this bunch of crooked bastards made a big fool of themselves.

Most of them didn't realize that there was a traitor among them.

Xuehuai said: "What you said is reasonable, it seems to be a bit too much. In the future, it will be hard to talk to my father and uncles. I will write a few letters of apology..."

He also summoned the gluttonous ghost in the room, pinched its neck with one hand, and forced it to spit out the unused snow wave paper that he had finished cutting a few days ago, and wrote in his pen: "Enthusiasm and grievances are eliminated, and I am willing to admit defeat. Snow Huai's actions are still inappropriate, but I hope that one day, I will call friends and friends and drink long songs drunk."

Xuehe was beside him, watching him finish writing.

After Xuehuai finished writing, she handed it to him, saying: "Little brother, you can help me deliver it. Qingniao lost his temper with me and refused to help me deliver the letter. I'm still hungover, lazy and don't want to move."

Xue He bent his eyes and smiled at him: "It must be brother that you scared the blue bird."

He took it over, put the letter of apology in his arms, and told Xuehuai to eat well, and his obedient and gentle appearance was simply the template of Sanhao's younger brother.

Xuehuai watched him walk away and smiled slightly.

He got up from the water, casually put on a robe and walked into the room.As soon as he entered the door, he bent down and threw the drooling, staring-eyed glutton aside. After a "boom", he picked up the crushed blue bird on the spot.

Blue Bird cried bitterly: "Didn't I hear that I was losing my temper with you! Young Master Xue, you roast me! I don't want to live this kind of fearful life anymore!"

"Forgive you last time. If you don't want to be roasted by me, go and stare at the few letters in Xuehe's hand. You don't have to worry about where they are going. Just come and tell me in the end." Xuehuai stroked its fur lightly. , feeling very gentle, "Good boy."

The blue bird whimpered and flew away.

Three days later, trouble found itself at the door.

The Xuezong people are still in Xianzhou and haven't come back, but the parents of several other teenagers have told him about it.No blood was seen, people were fine, but they were tied up and drew a few turtles. Apart from some embarrassment—the original words were said to be “a great shame”, there was no other harm.

Xuezong, the head of the family, expressed his sympathy and comfort carelessly, and said "magnanimously" for these parents: "Hey! Isn't it just the young people who are playing around! These children are very strong, it is really impossible, we Xuezong Huai also asked them to tie it back, and then draw it back, if it is really impossible, we can add a Xuehe, and I will draw it for you, we have a lot of children in the Xue family."

Parents: "..."

Seeing that it was unreasonable to talk to the big hooligan, the gentle parents and comrades focused on the little hooligan Xuehuai.

Xuehuai met them one by one, listened carefully to their complaints and questions, and then explained the whole story and apologized repeatedly.

Xuezong looks a bit casual, but Xuehuai inherited his mother's good looks. Others did not expect that the domineering young master of the Xue family in the legend is such a beautiful and gentle young man, and he talks to them in a soft voice. Er'er's distress for her son was almost turned against her.

When they understood the ins and outs of the robbing of the magic weapon, they would point to their own son and scold when they went back: "It's someone else's property, why go out and grab a gun? They are such a good boy, they were bullied by you first, would they fight back like this?" ? You deserve to be painted like this, I’ll send you to learn from a teacher as soon as possible, and you’ll be right.”

Xuehuai became the "good boy" praised by everyone in Xianzhou overnight. This incident caught him by surprise-the hatred suddenly grew a little bit.

Sure enough, three days later, the group of playboys regrouped and blocked him on the way to Shenhuatai, vowing to ask him for an explanation.

In fact, according to the thinking of normal people, after being bullied and bullied, Xuehuai did nothing wrong.

But these boys, including Xuehuai himself, are all hooligans thinking:

If you rob it, you rob it, and you can get it back with your own ability. It was agreed by everyone, and they signed a document together.You Xuehuai tied up people after you snatched them back, and told them to make a fool of themselves in front of others. This is treachery.Everyone agreed to be hooligans together, but you suddenly got admitted to the heavenly official, that's the reason.

When they came to look for him that day, Yun Cuo took the lead, but didn't speak, just holding a long sword, leaning against the wall and looking at him and smiling.

The two of them have little secrets about each other, and neither of them can tell.

On that day, he knew from the very beginning that he would use the piano to win the bet, and as if he had read his mind, he knew that he thought it was a small fight between teenagers, and he didn't take it seriously.

To put it bluntly, Xue Huai and Yun Cuo were the only two people who did not take the dispute caused by the magic weapon seriously.

Yuncuo's attitude... It seems like some kind of unspeakable indulgence and pampering, like a brother to a younger brother, or something else.But he is very persistent in other places, for example, he still remembers his hatred of cheating people with fireworks.

Xuehuai was a little upset: Don't mention the past life, he himself is a few months older than Yun Cuo, and he is no longer his left protector in this life, it is really not his turn to look at him like Yun Cuo.

His father didn't even dare to look at him like that!

Yuncuo also brought his stupid cat, a silver-gray cat with soft fluff.It was born with no spiritual roots, could not speak, and was no different from a mortal cat, but Yun Cuo was so used to it that it was lawless, and dared to climb on top of people's heads at every turn.

Now the cat squatted on his shoulder, stretched its neck and meowed at Xuehuai a few times, its eyes full of curiosity.

Xue Huai looked away and didn't look at them, but put the atlas in her arms into her sleeve.

This place is not far from the Shenhuatai where thousands of flowers are planted. The deeper the road goes, the more charming the eyes will be.When a gust of wind comes, the scent of flowers is shaken off.He was carrying a book bag, like the most well-behaved student.

"Master Xue, let's ask for an explanation. You didn't bring a weapon last time, so we said to use our method, but what do you mean by playing tricks on us later?" Look at him, but ask aggressively.

Xuehuai smiled friendly: "I overplayed it, sorry."

Obviously, his reason is not convincing.Except for Yun Cuo, everyone else was obviously irritated by his understatement: "I still think you are a responsible and good boy, but in the end you will only use these dirty tricks behind your back! Do you dare to fight? Tell me!" !"

Xuehuai looked at them strangely: "Do you have to stalk them? I have written the letter of apology, so it turns out that you are just ungrateful people. Hit them as soon as you hit them. If I don't make a move, you can meet them If I have half a piece of clothing, I will lose."

"What letter of apology? You fart, don't you dare to look down on people?" As soon as he said this, the young people who were already holding back their anger were blown up, all of them were red-eyed, and rushed forward to beat them.

But Xuehuai had frivolous eyes and said seriously: "One by one? Why don't we go together, I'll save some time."

This hatred was so thorough that it was difficult for these young masters who had never suffered any grievances on weekdays to actually restrain their minds and pushed out a young man with a long whip to beat him.

Xuehuai remained calm, and led the people to find an open place, but seriously set up the formation.

The back is straight, standing there like a small white jade tree, holding the wrist of the right hand with the left hand, folded behind the back, motionless like the wind.

"My surname is Xue, I'm not going to put some flowers on your face today—" A whip was thrown out, and a creepy voice pierced the air, rushing towards you.

Xuehuai dodged gently, like a soft feather.

He tilted his head and smiled, "What's the matter?"

His mother belonged to the Fengyu family, and was born light and agile. Before she passed away, Xuehuai followed her on the plum blossom piles on the clouds, and finally was able to walk up and down the treetops in early spring to avoid the spring wind and sunshine without shaking a single leaf.

Not to mention that he has the cultivation base of the silver core stage now, even if he doesn't, with his 16-year-old agility, it is indeed difficult for people to touch him.

The silver whip was like a ferocious spirit snake, rushing from left to right but couldn't get in. The young man dancing the whip became more and more anxious, and became more and more disorganized. In the end, seeing his companions became anxious, Xue Huai But still calm and relaxed.After a while, he saw that the boy's eyes were red with anxiety. Taking advantage of a wrong body, he stretched out his hand to clamp the tail of the whip, and pulled it in his direction. The boy was caught off guard, and the weapon fell into it easily. In Xuehuai's hands.

Xuehuai suggested again: "Let's go together?"

"You fart!"

So they got into a ball again.

Yun Cuo didn't move from the beginning to the end, but leaned against the wall holding his long sword, looking at Xuehuai with a smile on his face.The silver cat squatted impatiently on his shoulders, seeing the group of people in front of him moving around for fun, Xuehuai moved a lot more, which was especially fun, so it moved closer and wanted to rub his feet.

Xuehuai wanted to avoid people and the cat at the same time.He soon became annoyed, and one by one unloaded the weapons of these young men, throwing them on the tree casually, one after another, the swords were deeply nailed into the tree trunk, shaking the floating flowers on the ground.

He asked: "Are you still fighting? You have no one left."

The teenagers looked at each other in blank dismay, all turning their attention to Yun Cuo.

They didn't dare to ask Yun Cuo to make a move.They are usually attached to Yun Cuo, and they always do what Yun Cuo does, and they follow suit, but in the case of Xuehuai, it is not Yun Cuo's original intention-at first, Yun Cuo chased Xuehuai out, and they followed suit for the rest of the matter. I don't know either.

As for personal enmity, that's Zhu Xing's business.Yun Cuo followed from the beginning to the end, but watched on the sidelines from the beginning to the end. No one could tell what he was thinking.

A big-hearted one tentatively called out: "Who said no? Mr. Xue, have you really never heard of Immortal Master Yun's name or are you pretending you haven't?"

Xuehuai pursed her lips and did not speak.

He wanted to say that he hadn't heard of it, but he caught a glimpse of Yun Cuo's gaze and shut his mouth tactfully.

The vicious one still holds grudges. He cheated most of his life in his previous life. Who would have heard of him?

Under the gaze of everyone, Yun Cuo got up and came to Xue Huai without saying a word.

He was so close that his breath was audible.

"Do you want to fight?" Yun Cuo asked, "Young Master Xue." He said the last four words very softly, as if he was holding a smile.

Xuehuai shook her head: "Stop beating, if you really can't swallow this breath, just tie me up and draw a few strokes. Didn't you receive the letter of apology I sent?"

He still has this light and gentle look.

The teenagers present hesitated, recalling the words Xuehuai said before the fight started, and doubted: "You really wrote it? Didn't you come to deceive us?"

Xue Huai stood still, and said: "You can find all the blue birds in the city and ask them. I was hungover at the time, and when I woke up, I felt that this matter was not done properly. I wrote a letter of apology to my brother-in-law. Pass it on to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Cuo stretched out his hand and held it in the air—a red and black cloud of smoke drifted away, and then turned into a real shape, turning into a blood-eating crow with sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

Zhu Xing's eyes widened: "The Raven of the Underworld! Where did you get it?"

Yun Cuo said lightly: "One day I met the master of the underworld, and he gave it to me casually."

The crows of Hades are messengers connecting the worlds of Yin and Yang, and they never lie.Yun Cuo asked in a low voice: "Tell them, is the young master of the Xue family a little liar?"

Xuehuai: "?"

The letter crow quacked with a smile: "Yes."

Xuehuai: "???"

Xin Crow continued: "But he didn't lie to you about this matter. The letter of apology to you is now in the belly of Gluttony Ghost. His brother didn't send it out, but just threw it away."

As soon as the voice fell, the black smoke dispersed, and the crow disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if it had never existed.

Xuehuai, a "Little Liar" certified by Hades, blinked at Yun Cuo.

Yun Cuo withdrew the spell, and said in a low voice: "So, the misunderstanding is resolved, let's talk about it earlier, is there any problem?"

Everyone else said awkwardly: "No, no..."

He looked at Xue Huai.

Xuehuai couldn't avoid Yun Cuo's gaze—the boy in black stared at him without blinking, which seemed to imply a deep meaning, but it seemed that there was nothing.

Xue Huai's scalp was numb from his stare, she took a step back, and said calmly: "If there is nothing else, I will go first."

Before he could move, his wrist was grabbed by another warm hand, and the whole person was pulled over.

Just behind the two of them was the towering fairy tree. Yun Cuo trapped him under the tree, and with a light touch of his back, a pale pink petal fell off, which just floated into Xue's bosom hair.

"You said it yourself, if we are really angry, we will also paint a few strokes on your face, right?" Yun Cuo leaned over to look at him and asked seriously.

He is smaller than him, but much taller than him, within an inch, Xuehuai wanted to move, but she didn't have time.Yun Cuo just pressed down like this, and those eyes as deep as ancient wells followed, reflecting a helpless self.

"...Yes." He admitted.

In the haze, there was the sound of the wind as if the flames were rising. The branches above the head began to shake greatly, rustling, as if they were facing the wind. More and more fallen flowers followed, cutting, gathering, and compressing in the On the fingertips of the cloud, the pale powder gathered into a crimson that has accumulated in a hurry, exuding a scorching light.

When the scorching heat approached her cheeks, a thought flashed across Xuehuai's mind—won't Yun Cuo destroy his eyes?

But unexpectedly, it is not hot, and even slightly warm to the touch, just like human fingers, with light and cautious movements, as if they are touching some rare treasure.Yuncuo gently rubbed the end of his eyes with his fingers, wiped under his eyes, wiped off the makeup that he deliberately concealed, and revealed the frivolous red mole.

Then trace the arc at the end of the eyes, and draw a peach blossom with a few strokes.