I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Huai Chen was feeling sad for the rare spirit flower, and whispered: "Ning Jianzun."

Yi Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, before she could not believe it: "Ning Yu?"

Huai Chen nodded: "Exactly."

Yi Xuefeng was stunned for a while, and a smile suddenly appeared on that beautiful face.

Yi Xuefeng's appearance is so exquisite that he is a bit indistinguishable. He loves to smile, but the corners of his lips are raised and his eyes are curved, but it gives people a false and cold alienation—as if the smile is painted on. I felt a little shudder for no reason.

But at this time, the smile on his face was extremely shallow, the tails of his slender eyes were slightly hooked, and his glass-like pupils seemed to be dotted with sparks, suddenly igniting a prairie fire.

Just for a moment, it seemed that the fake flower branch suddenly became a deceiving spirit.

Huai Chen felt a little stunned.

After Yi Xuefeng heard the name, he instinctively ran out, but he retreated before leaving the house.

Huai Chen was confused: "Xiao Xianjun, why don't you go over?"

Yi Xuefeng raised his hand to untie the hastily rolled up hair, and said vaguely, "I'll go right away."

Seeing that he seemed to be changing clothes to meet the distinguished guest, Huai Chen didn't think much of it, and bowed out to wait.

After a while, the door opened with a creak, and Yi Xuefeng walked out slowly.

Huai Chen glanced up unintentionally, and his face immediately turned green.

Yi Xuefeng turned out a suit of clothes from nowhere. It was trimmed with dazzling gold threads from head to toe. The phoenix spread its wings and a hundred flowers bloomed, which was extremely gorgeous. There was also a row of huge pearls inlaid on the front of the clothes. Meticulously tied up with a jade crown, revealing the cinnabar curved lines between the eyebrows.

He looks like a fool with a lot of money.

Yi Xuefeng blinked: "I'll see, how about it?"

Huai Chen seemed to have a toothache, struggled for a long time before saying with difficulty: "Very...very good."

Just look at the face, it is very good.

Yi Xuefeng felt relieved.

This person has been beautiful since he was a child, but he is a little blind.

The blind Yi Xuefeng didn't notice Huaichen's indescribable words. On the surface he was as calm as water, but in fact he was suppressing his joy and Qieyun's voice transmission.

"I didn't hear you wrong just now, he was talking about Ning Yu, but it's true, besides my senior brother, who in the three worlds can be called the sword master?"

Qie Yun: "Yes, right..."

"If he finds out that I'm still alive, how would he react?"

Qie Yun: "Well..."

"Son, what do you think of my clothes? Why did Huai Chen look so strange just now?"

Qie Yun: "..."

Qie Yun suddenly remembered where he got his chattering and nagging temper——Yi Xuefeng had a very out-of-the-way temper when he was not a demon, and he could chatter all day long when he was looking for someone.

Seeing that the joy on his face was overflowing, Qie Yun hesitated for a long time before he said, "But Dad, don't you think it's a bit strange? A hundred years ago, Ning Yu's cultivation was already one of the best in the Three Realms, Dad Master once said that he would ascend within ten years. But now that 100 years have passed, even that junior Linfan Jun has ascended, why is he still in the mortal world?"

Yi Xuefeng said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Qie Yun: "..."

It's bad, this person's brain can't move anymore, it's all filled up by that damned Ning Yu.

Qie Yun said: "Anyway, I think things are not very good."

Yi Xuefeng said, "I can't hear you."

Qie Yun: "..."

Yi Xuefeng's perfunctory tricks since she was a child were nothing but those tricks, and she either didn't understand or couldn't hear them. Hundreds of years have passed, and her petty temper has not changed.

Yi Xuefeng, who couldn't understand anything, followed Huaichen towards the front yard, uncharacteristically chattering with Qieyun along the way.

Ever since Yi Xuefeng fell into a demon, Qie Yun had never heard him talk so happily and endlessly. Seeing that his eyes were full of smiles, he wisely didn't pour cold water on him.

Yi Xuefeng was dizzy all the way, until it rained again in the sky, and when the cold raindrops fell on his face, he regained consciousness for a while.

After Yi Xuefeng became a demon back then, although he had a dignified position, in the eyes of the barbarian demon cultivator, he was just a flashy vase, which was just for looking good.

People of the righteous way reject him, but fellow demon cultivators don't regard him as one of their own.

and……

Since his rebirth, Yi Xuefeng has always been unconsciously avoiding an extremely important question.

He died in the demon-slaying formation of the righteous way during Shuori, and Ning Yu was the only one who knew that he was seriously injured when he was young and that Shuori could not use his spiritual power rashly, except for his master who had been in seclusion for decades.

At that time, Yi Xuefeng was like a mortal trapped in the demon-killing circle, and his spiritual power was drained little by little, and he died slowly. No matter how desperate he was, he would not admit that Ning Yu had betrayed him.

If his death is really related to Ning Yu...

He felt chills all over his body just thinking of this thought, and he didn't dare to think about it any more.

Yi Xuefeng thought to himself: "In those years, if he wanted to kill me, he would have had countless opportunities to do it. According to his temperament, he would definitely not use such a despicable method."

Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down.

Anyway, one day he will go back to the wilderness to find out the mystery of his own death. It is useless to doubt this or that here.

It rains in Hanhuai River for more than half of the year, and Huai Chen expertly held up an umbrella to shield Yi Xuefeng from the raindrops.

I don't know if it's instinctive flattery or fear, the umbrella in Huaichen's hand kept leaning towards Yi Xuefeng, most of his body was drenched in the rain, and he shivered after a while.

Yi Xuefeng frowned when she came back to her senses, raised her hand to hold the handle of the umbrella, and gently pushed it towards Huaichen.

Huai Chen looked at him in astonishment.

Yi Xuefeng said: "Be careful of catching a cold."

Huai Chen stared blankly at him for a long time, suddenly the bases of his ears turned red, and for some reason, the circles of his eyes also turned slightly red.

Yi Xuefeng and Qieyun said: "Baicai, he is about to cry from fright again, am I so scary?"

Qie Yunjian solved his worries and problems: "Dad, have you forgotten? When you went to the Immortal Dao Ceremony alone after you became a demon, and beat up the group of youngsters who were just fledgling one by one, they all looked at you like this."

Fear and wronged.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng frowned and retorted: "That's called exchanging lessons."

Qie Yun said: "Come on, you just remember to hate them when they said that you, a toad, want to eat swan meat and are not worthy of Ning Jianzun."

Yi Xuefeng was silent for a while, and then said: "Who told them to compare senior brother to goose meat, even if I beat them, it would be considered light."

Qie Yun: "..."

This is what you care about? !

Yi Xuefeng was very obedient when he was young, although he didn't hold grudges very much, but since he was a child, he couldn't understand others saying that Ning Yu was wrong, because of this, he often had conflicts with Gui Hongshan's disciples.

Qieyun didn't speak anymore, he only thought of himself as a mute.

Yi Xuefeng stopped talking to Qieyun, hesitated for a long time before asking Huaichen: "Is there anyone else here in Guihongshan?"

Huai Chen wiped his eyes, and obediently replied: "Qinglin Jun of Guihong Mountain arrived yesterday."

Yi Xuefeng said "Oh", and said, "Has Ning Jianzun's residence been arranged?"

"It's been arranged properly, Xiao Xianjun doesn't need to worry about it."

Yi Xuefeng: "Oh."

He was a little abnormal along the way, Huai Chen secretly glanced at him strangely.

Yi Xuefeng's hand resting on his forearm has been unconsciously rubbing and rubbing a small piece of fabric, his brows are slightly frowned, as if a little flustered.

Huai Chen was stunned for a moment, only to realize later that although Xiao Xianjun has a noble status, he is just a young man who seldom interacts with others because of his arrogance. Your Majesty, naturally you will be nervous.

Thinking about it this way, Huai Chen's fear of Yi Xuefeng seems to have dissipated a lot.

Huai Chen led Yi Xuefeng through the long corridor with countless golden bells hanging on both sides. When he was about to reach the reception place, Huai Chen tentatively said, "Little Immortal, although Ning Jianzun is a wild demon cultivator, it is rumored that he Befriend Lin Fanjun, I think it won't be too difficult for you..."

So don't grab the sleeves, the fabric will be crumpled by you.

Yi Xuefeng nodded absently.

Huai Chen saw that he didn't react too much when he heard Linfan Jun's name, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief secretly, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

The two walked a few more steps, and Yi Xuefeng, who hadn't responded all this time, suddenly stopped.

Huai Chen was still walking forward without knowing it, the edge of the umbrella directly scratched Yi Xuefeng's head, leading him to stagger two steps forward.

Huai Chen was startled, desperately tiptoed to raise the umbrella up, tremblingly said: "Xiao Xianjun is all right?"

Yi Xuefeng didn't seem to notice that she was scratched by the umbrella, she was looking at him with a pale face, her lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Huai Chen was frightened, thinking that he was going to settle accounts with Qiu Hou.

Soon, Yi Xuefeng recovered his voice, and he murmured: "What did you just say?"

Huai Chen was so frightened that his arms were trembling, he said in a hoarse voice: "Hui Chen deserves to die, he shouldn't face Xiao Xianjun..."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Xuefeng took two steps forward and grabbed him, and said quickly: "It's not this! You just said what Ning Jianzun is..."

Huai Chen looked at him with tears in his eyes, and it took him a long time to realize what he was asking.

He trembled and said: "Ning Jianzun is... the wild demon cultivator..."

Yi Xuefeng said: "I don't understand, please say it again."

"..." Huai Chen had no choice but to repeat, "Wild Demon Cultivator."

Yi Xuefeng: "What is wild?"

Huai Chen: "..."

"Magic...Xiu."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

The two had already reached the entrance of the water pavilion where the reception was held. One stood on tiptoe desperately carrying the umbrella, and the other was dressed like a coquettish peacock with its tail open, which made the disciples on the side look at it curiously.

Huai Chen saw the blank expression on Yi Xuefeng's face, he was stunned for a long time before he said: "Little Immortal, Ning Jianzun is in front of Luoyunshui Pavilion, you..."

Yi Xuefeng stayed in a daze for a long time before she said "Oh" as if she had come to her senses, followed Huai Chen to the waterside pavilion in a somewhat distraught manner.

The Luoyun Water Pavilion is surrounded by a huge lake, and the raindrops fall on the water, making a crisp sound, which makes people feel drowsy.

Yi Xuefeng's mind was blank, and he followed Huai Chen into the water pavilion in a daze, before he could make any preparations, he looked up and met a pair of extremely indifferent scarlet magic eyes.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Yi Xuefeng's eyes darkened.

Hollow bamboo curtains hang on three sides of Luoyun Water Pavilion, and the damp wind blows over from the lake, blowing the curtains slightly.

Rumor has it that Ning Jianzun, who ruled the barbaric demon cultivators with iron and blood, was dressed in a black robe with dark patterns and sat on a soft chair, his face as cold as ice was full of impatience.

Ning Yu was already cold and frosty, and his aura was terribly frightening - no one dared to approach him except Yi Xuefeng on Guihong Mountain back then.

At this time, a hundred years have passed, his cultivation base is higher, and the spiritual power of the demon cultivator is already very evil, and now he is just sitting there, with a sharp aura that faintly shows the urge to be so frightened that his legs are weak.

Song Jingsheng was sitting not far from him, and Ning Yu didn't answer no matter what he said, the atmosphere was very awkward.

Ning Yu didn't even look at her. He glanced coldly at the rippling lake in the distance through the gap of the bead curtain, wondering what he was thinking.

There was a glass of water in his hand, and his bony fingers rested casually on the table.

Maybe I was bored, the slender finger curled slightly, the water in the cup beside it condensed into ice instantly, and a white mist came out; soon, the finger touched the table again, and the ice water immediately melted to boiling , Gudu was steaming.

In the entire water pavilion, only the slight sound of his fingers tapping on the table could be heard, and the glass of water kept freezing, boiling, and freezing again...

Song Jingsheng saw that he was playing like no one else, the corners of his lips twitched, and his face was almost frozen with laughter.

At this moment, Huai Chen's voice came from outside, Song Jingsheng was startled, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

Soon, Yi Xuefeng walked in with her eyes downcast, not daring to look at Ning Yu.

Song Jingsheng's face turned green when he saw Yi Xuefeng's blinding attire.

She glared at Yi Xuefeng resentfully, and then forced a smile and said: "Ning Jianzun, this is Fuyu, the son of Lord Linfan."

Ning Yu paused with her fingers, and finally turned her head and glanced at him indifferently.

Yi Xuefeng's mind was full of Ning Yu's phrase "Dao and devil have different paths", and he didn't know how to react for a while.

Seeing that Ning Yu finally responded, Song Jingsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Yi Xuefeng with a smile, "Fuyu, Ning Jianzun and Lin Fanjun are best friends, and you gave you a gift when you were young. The Longevity Jade in the room was given by Sword Master, come quickly..."

Yi Xuefeng didn't want to go there at all, he just wanted to turn around and leave.

Song Jingsheng said: "... called foster father."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

He was wrong, he didn't want to leave now, he just wanted to bump his head to death.

Senior brother turned foster father...

The script does not dare to write so casually.

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