Reborn with the Tyrant [Cultivation]

The bell will last for 120 seven times, and then ring again at noon the next day.This announced the death of the immortal lord Yun Yan, ending his 120-year rule.

It was very strange that the bell rang in Xuehuai's ears, but it seemed to be ringing in his own heart. It was trembling, and it almost gave him a kind of trembling from the depths of his bones.

He struggled, to bite Yun Cuo's shoulder, to pinch his back, while being fucked by him with tears all over his face, he called his name intermittently.He wanted to ask Yun Cuo what was going on, but Yun Cuo didn't tell him. Every time the bell rang, Yun Cuo would push him hard, making him tremble all over, and his whole body turned into a provocative pink.

He touched Yun Cuo and a new wound appeared on Yun Cuo's heart, still smelling bloody, and he still remembered hugging him and asking, "Why are you injured?"

"It was accidentally bruised." Yun Cuo said.

In fact, Xuehuai knew that the more he had to be careful at this time, Yun Cuo's injury was probably caused by an assassin.But he didn't tell Xuehuai anything, he just acted like a baby like before, begging him like a child.Later, I saw him crying, so I hurriedly stopped being miserable, bowed my head and kissed him, coaxing him.

Finally, it was getting dark, so Yun Cuo got up, hugged Xue Huai to wash, and dressed him carefully.

For some reason, Xuehuai has been crying. The tears have never been broken, and the cloud is not stable. She just wiped it off patiently, then kissed him off, and coaxed him: "Xuehuai, Brother Xuehuai, don't feel bad, don't feel bad about me. Don't Cried."

He seems to have shed all the tears in his previous life and this life.He is the young master of the Xue family, his Zuo protector, and he has always believed in that a man will not shed tears lightly, he will accept everything, and there is no time to be sad when there is any parting.

But after the family dispersed and everything changed, he was actually asked to find a place to live.

Xue Huai choked with sobs, clutching at the hem of his shirt: "Your father, what's going on."

Yun Cuo was stunned for a moment, and then said softly: "It's nothing. Yesterday, when I thought he was dying of illness, I asked him if he still remembered my mother, and he said he did."

Xuehuai let out a "hmm", still a little puzzled by his expression.

He heard Yun Cuo whisper again: "But I asked him what my mother's name was and how high she was in the family, and he said he didn't know. I didn't talk to him again after that."

He looked down at Xue Huai who was huddled in his arms, as if he was afraid that he would be sad again, so he said: "Actually, I thought it would end like this. Now that I get this answer, I feel relieved. He shouldn't Love my mother and me."

Yun Cuo stretched out his slender and strong hands, and gently wiped away the water marks from the corners of Xue Huai's eyes, "Why are you crying again, Xue Huai, you look like a child."

Xuehuai was stuffy in his arms, and it took a long time before she came to her senses.

Seeing that he stopped crying, Yuncuo picked him up and asked, "Then shall we go back?"

Xuehuai nodded slightly.

Outside the secluded house, on the ten-mile long street, the soldiers of the immortal family lined up to welcome them, the momentum was like thunder.

The first moment after Yun Cuo stepped out of the door, he heard the voice of the soldiers go straight to the sky, which could startle the birds in the deep forest: "Welcome to the return of the Immortal Lord!"

All the soldiers under Yuncuo's command, and all the horses he can mobilize as the fairy lord, have all seen with his own eyes at this moment-the young fairy lord is holding a young man in his arms, and all the way to the golden dragon and the dragon, he has never let the man landing.

While he was away, his army wiped out his uncle's rebel army, and swept away all obstacles to his succession with lightning speed.The red glow on the top of the royal city burned for three days, the former fairy master was buried poorly, and the new fairy master was not on the throne the night he took office, but indulged in being happy with his Taoist companion, the news spread like wildfire.

However, this weird and colorful rumor did not affect Yun Cuo's prestige among the immortals and soldiers.As the saying goes, a new official has three fires when he takes office. The first fire is to clean up the pavilions, waterside pavilions, flower pavilions and pavilions left by generations of immortal masters, and directly dismiss the ladies and concubines prepared for him by the courtiers.In the second fire, he burned down the corrupt and upright system during Yunyan's reign, comprehensively improved the treatment of the army, changed the rule of law to rule of law, and highly centralized power.

In the third fire, he inserted the flag of Central Continent into the Demon Realm, the spiritual cave where he practiced before.The people he sent burned the captured demon spies to death with an open fire, which caused a shock in the three worlds of immortals, heaven and demons.This is a self-evident declaration of war and warning that the flames of war are imminent.

These things, Yun Cuo carried out in an orderly manner one by one.The seemingly insane moves, when analyzed, often proved him right.He firmly memorized every bit of what Xuehuai taught him in his previous life, without asking or hesitating, because he had sat in this position once.

And Xuehuai has been hidden in the deep palace by him.

The palace belonging to the fairy queen—the palace that Yun Yan originally prepared for the Dragon Girl of the East China Sea was also demolished by Yun Cuo and rebuilt overnight.In one night, he exhausted all resources, commanded blue birds and spirit beasts from all over the world, mobilized all craftsmen and descendants of Luban, and built a crystal palace for Xuehuai.

It is crystal clear, like an ordinary garden, it has everything.He promised to Xuehuai that all the hunting grounds, pavilions, tea gardens, ponds and wind lotuses will be completed.

Xuehuai was trapped in this crystal palace, from morning till night, he stayed here quietly reading, drinking tea and listening to the piano.The outside world is blocked by an enchantment, and nothing can be seen clearly.Only when the dusk is close to the sunset, the barrier will open, and Yu Yuncuo will step in from the outside, directly hug him and press him on the bed, without saying a word, just seek warmth and comfort from him.

Sometimes Yun Cuo came back in a hurry, even without taking off the armor on his body, wearing the cold armor to press him down, the cold black iron pressed against his naked skin, making Xuehuai tremble all over.

Xuehuai gradually understood Yun Cuo's thoughts.During the day, he acts as his ruthless and iron-fisted king outside, and at night, he puts down the stress and fatigue of the whole day.He is like his home, he is his pillow.

Whatever Yun Cuo did, he let him obediently, pampering him almost to the point of spoiling him.And he also found some solace from this strange way of getting along. When Yun Cuo confirmed him again and again, he also confirmed him again and again.

Xuehuai happened to see herself in the mirror one day, and found that the young man in the mirror was moving in his eyes, his body was shattered, and he looked like a seductive and seductive person. Only then did he belatedly discover what happened to Yun Cuo and him. something happened.Even if he was used to it, he couldn't help his cheeks flushing.

This day Yuncuo came to look for him again at night, but he refused to let him come, and hid and hid, whispering: "You should let me go back."

Yun Cuo paused, but didn't say anything, just looked down at him as if he had been greatly wronged for a moment, and gently played with his hair with his fingers: "I haven't hit Dongzhou yet, brother Xuehuai. Stay with me for just one day, okay?"

Xuehuai agreed.

However, the next day, Yun Cuo came to beg him again: "How about another day? It's really the last day. You stay here with me, and I will rush back from Tengyun every day."

Xuehuai agreed again in a daze.

The third time, Xuehuai's attitude became firm.He changed into his battle robe before Yun Cuo came back, and all the attire was the same as when he was his left protector in his previous life.

Yuncuo pushed the door open and came in, and was stunned when he saw him.

Then, as if he had expected this scene a long time ago, he just looked at him quietly and smiled softly.

Xuehuai teased him: "Ah, my Yuncuo baby doesn't cry or make trouble, and has made progress. Do you have anything to say to me?"

He whispered: "You look good like this. In my previous life, I wanted to say that you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

Xuehuai walked over with a smile, and took his hand: "What else?"

"You are the first and only person I like." Yun Cuo said. "I actually understand what you told me before. I didn't do what you said on purpose to make you angry, so that you would talk to me and make me think you like me."

"What else?" Xuehuai continued to ask.

This time, after a farewell, Yuncuo led the Xianzhou army to face the demon world, Xuehuai returned to Dongzhou, and cooperated with the heavenly soldiers to establish a defense line.

The devil world is not what it used to be, and the situation is full of fog. This time, a farewell may also be a forever farewell.

Yun Cuo reached out and clasped his waist, lowered his head and kissed him.

It was a kiss like a touch of water.

Very light and fleeting.

"wait me back."