I am beautiful alone [Rebirth]

Chapter 1 Rebirth

There are as many wild demon cultivators as crucian carp crossing the river, with great abilities, but they are ugly and dusty, and they are always despised by righteous people.

After Yu Yingjun and Yi Xuefeng became demons, no one dared to talk about the appearance of the demon cultivator anymore.

Yi Xuefeng is not the highest among the many demon cultivators, nor is he the one with the most prestige and connections, but he is the first demon cultivator in the history of the wild to gain respect by virtue of his appearance.

It's just that the good times don't last long, but within a hundred years, Yi Xuefeng was besieged by righteous people and fell into the demon-killing formation on the edge of the sea of ​​flames.

The savage demons were deeply distressed.

In the future, when there is a conflict with the righteous way, it is no longer possible to refute the appearance issue with "my beauty's beauty is [-] blocks away from your righteous way".

very angry.

*****

Suddenly, a beast roared in his ears.

Yi Xuefeng shuddered all over, frowning and struggling to open his eyes.

In a daze, he thought it was the spirit beasts he kept in the temple fighting for food, but as soon as his eyes focused, he directly met a blue beast with pupils bigger than a human head.

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

He smelled a strong smell of blood belatedly in his nose, and he turned his head to see that the beast's ferocious teeth were digging deep into his shoulders, and as long as his jaw was strong, half of his arm could be torn off.

Before it had time to think about the situation, Yi Xuefeng raised his good hand and quickly pressed it between the brows of the beast, and before it closed its teeth, a burst of spiritual power suddenly burst out.

There was only an earth-shattering loud noise, and the vicious beast was thrown into the air and slammed into a boulder not far away.

Dust is everywhere.

Yi Xuefeng stood up with difficulty, clutching his bleeding arm, unable to tell what was going on at this moment.

He opened his intact hand and looked at it, and the palm was broken.

——It was not my own hand.

He probed his own meridians again, the superior Taoist body.

——Not even my own.

Yi Xuefeng was a little dumbfounded.

He only vaguely remembered that he seemed to have died in the Demon Slaying Formation, and then fell into the endless darkness, and the surroundings were like a swamp, dragging him down little by little.

But now, after waking up from a trance, not only the spirit body is intact, but also a Taoist shell has been changed.

Surrounded by lush and towering trees, fine light shines through the cracks in the leaves, reflecting spots of light on the ground.

Yi Xuefeng had a splitting headache, wishing she could pass out.

He didn't know where he was, but there must be such a ferocious beast here, it must not be a place to stay for a long time.

There was a bloody dagger on the ground, and Yi Xuefeng bent over to pick it up, enduring a headache, but when he was about to find a way out, he heard a movement behind him.

After the dust dissipated slowly, the evil beast roared angrily, its pupils flashed with a stern cold light, and it rushed towards him even more fiercely.

If Yi Xuefeng hit that palm just now, the beast would have already turned into a blood mist and dissipated; but Yi Xuefeng's body is not very cultivated, even if he tried his best, he could only shake it away. .

Yi Xuefeng thought: "It's really annoying, can't you let me be quiet for a while?"

He had just woken up and was already upset, but when he encountered a fierce beast with no eyes that almost bit off his new shell, he immediately became a little impatient.

Yi Xuefeng hooked the dagger and casually twirled a flower, Danfeng glanced sideways at the evil beast, and stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick the corner of her lips.

"Just a little hungry."

Evil Beast: "..."

The figure of the vicious beast that rushed over gave a sudden pause, and stared at Yi Xuefeng in disbelief, as if looking at a monster that was more ferocious than it.

After a while, a young man ran with sweat on his face and said to his back: "Master! The little fairy is right in front, that beast is extremely powerful, we are no match at all..."

Soon, a tall woman came quickly, followed by several disciples in green shirts.

She frowned tightly, smelling the strong smell of blood around her, and said coldly: "Little Immortal has a noble status, how could you bring him to this place?"

The young man was almost crying: "I don't have the guts to encourage the little fairy to come here. He said that he would come to the forbidden land to find spirit beasts and want to tame them for his own use. I, I..."

As he was talking, the woman seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly pushed the boy away, and walked quickly towards not far away.

The crowd quickly followed.

As he walked forward, he could feel the bloody smell getting stronger. Song Jingsheng's figure was like a startled bird, and he flew across the grass like a fallen leaf.

Her thin white fingers pushed aside the bushes, and when she saw the scene in front of her clearly, her eyes trembled.

The young man who led the way followed quickly, and smelling the bloody smell, he couldn't help crying. He stumbled forward and said, "Little Xianjun! Little..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his voice stuck in his throat.

Song Jingsheng was silent for a long time before he said, "This is what you said... the extremely powerful beast?"

Under the towering tree on the opposite side, a huge and ferocious beast lay on the ground, with blood dripping from its neck, dyeing the ground blood red, and it had long been silent.

At his neck, a teenager stepped on its head with one foot, bent slightly and pulled out the dagger cleanly, bringing out a burst of blood—a few drops of blood splashed on his pale cheeks.

The young man's appearance was extremely beautiful, with a little cinnabar curve between his eyebrows, his hair was tied in a hastily tied bun, and a strand of hair fell down on his face, and was blown to one side by him casually.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, silent.

Yi Xuefeng wiped the beast's neck neatly, stood up and wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand, only then did he notice a group of people not far away.

Seeing the person, Yi Xuefeng let out a sigh of relief.

He took a few steps towards Song Jingsheng, thought carefully, then ran back and kicked the teeth of the undead beast fiercely, as revenge for biting his arm just now.

Everyone: "..."

Yi Xuefeng put away the dagger and walked towards the crowd.

He greeted casually: "Fellow daoists, can you please take me..."

Before he finished speaking, the boy beside him suddenly rushed over with a "wow", choked up and said, "Little Xianjun! It's great that you are safe and sound, Wuwu must be blessed by Xianjun in the heaven!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something, immediately covered his mouth, and looked at Yi Xuefeng with panic in his eyes, as if he was scared of being beaten.

Yi Xuefeng almost trembled when his ears exploded, but these people knew Yuanshen, so it was much easier to deal with.

Now that he knew each other, he kindly nodded at the beast behind him and said, "Shall we eat together?"

Everyone: "..."

Song Jingsheng said with difficulty: "Eat... ferocious beasts?"

Yi Xuefeng blinked his eyes and was about to speak, when the faint dizziness reappeared at that moment, before he even had time to make a sound, he fell to the ground top-heavy.

Soon it stopped moving.

Everyone: "..."

****

When Yi Xuefeng woke up again, he was awakened by the sound of rain outside the window.

The rain outside the carved window is like beads falling on a jade plate.

Yi Xuefeng suddenly felt a little strange.

Since he became a demon, he has been living on the edge of the sea of ​​fire in the barren land, where it is hot all year round, there are thousands of miles of rocks and dead trees, and there has not been a single drop of rain for thousands of years.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen the rain fall.

The surrounding area was quiet, and there was an exquisite small incense burner on the small table beside it, and white smoke was curling up, and on the window lattice, there was also a pot of flowers fluttering in the wind.

There seemed to be something wrong with the surrounding smells, the two scents were intertwined, Yi Xuefeng frowned, and couldn't tell whether it was the smell or the flowers.

At this time, the door was suddenly knocked lightly twice.

"Xiao Xianjun, are you awake?"

Yi Xuefeng hung the outer robe next to her and draped it over her shoulders. The shoulder bitten by the beast had already been covered with elixir, and even a slight movement still hurt her heart.

"woke up."

He didn't quite understand what the name "Little Immortal" was, but looking at the expressions of the people before him, he could probably guess that he was either rich or noble, perhaps he was a big shot.

The door was gently pushed open, and the young man came in cautiously with a bowl of elixir.

"Xiao Xianjun, the medicine is ready."

Yi Xuefeng nodded, took the medicine without much rejection, and glanced down.

This bowl of elixir was as clear as clear water, and the water swayed slightly. It should be a rare elixir for wound healing.

Yi Xuefeng's shoulders were aching, he did not force himself, he pursed his lips and drank the medicine.

After the elixir entered his body, it instantly turned into streams of spiritual power that flowed through his meridians like spring rain, but within a short while, the pain in his shoulder had completely stopped.

Yi Xuefeng was amazed, handed the bowl back, and said seriously: "Is there any more?"

juvenile:"……"

The young man murmured: "This elixir has been brewed overnight with hundreds of kinds of spirit flowers and herbs. If Xiaoxian wants to drink it, it will probably be until tomorrow."

Yi Xuefeng wondered where did this prodigal son come from, to be so extravagant.

He looked around and saw that the room was full of weird spiritual artifacts, and a piece of longevity jade was hung on the edge of the bed. The windows were wide open, and gusts of cool wind blew through.

The young man said cautiously, "Xiao Xianjun, what are you looking for?"

Yi Xuefeng let out an "oh", looked away, and said casually, "I'm looking for the beast I hunted, where did it go? Didn't you bring it back?"

The young man was taken aback, the beast in the forbidden area was huge, no normal person would want to touch it—let alone the bloody and unrepentant death.

The young man whispered: "No, no, Master Song told us not to worry about it. The beast hasn't formed an inner alchemy yet, so it's useless to drag it back."

Yi Xuefeng blinked: "But you can eat it."

juvenile:"……"

The young man held the bowl tremblingly: "Xiao Xianjun...how about I make someone drink a bowl of elixir as soon as possible..."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

The young man's eyes were full of "Shock! Little Xianjun was frightened out of his mind by a fierce beast!", as if he was afraid that he would accidentally bite himself.

Yi Xuefeng thought: "Could it be that eating beast meat is no longer popular in the Three Realms? Then how long did I sleep this time?"

He looked at the young man's trembling appearance, thought for a long time before making a decision in his sleeve, and flicked his fingers.

After the young man touched the spiritual power, his whole body trembled, and then his pupils went blank, staring at the void absently.

Yi Xuefeng said: "I asked you what, what did you answer?"

The boy was dumbfounded: "Yes."

"What's your name?"

"Huaichen."

"What is my name?"

"Lin Fuyu."

"Xiao Xianjun, what do you mean?"

"..."

After questioning and answering, Yi Xuefeng gradually understood the situation of the original body.

The young master of Hanhuai River, Lin Fuyu, is known as "Little Immortal".

This title is not because of how strong his cultivation base is and how talented he is, but because he was born so well and has a father who has ascended to the top.

Han Huaichuan came to Fanjun, but he reached the summit at the age of two hundred. After breaking through the void and ascending, he entrusted Lin Fuyu, his only blood relative, to the three heads of Han Huaichuan to take care of him, and drifted away from the world.

Lin Fuyu, who was only six years old at the time, attracted much attention. Whenever he was mentioned, he would be: "Ah, he is the son of Linfan Immortal Lord, the future little Immortal Lord."

After going back and forth like this, everyone called him that.

It's just that Lin Fuyu himself hates others to compare him with Lord Linfan. It seems that no matter what he does, he can't escape the shadow of Lord Linfan.

Teenagers are inherently sensitive, and being compared like this all day long will inevitably make them feel rebellious.

Before entering the forbidden area without authorization to collect some spirit beasts, I'm afraid it was intentional to make people feel uncomfortable.

It's just that I didn't expect that while I was doing it, I would die instead.

Lin Fuyu really played this good set of cards thoroughly.

Yi Xuefeng sighed more and more as he listened, and understood why Huaichen looked so panicked when he mentioned "Xianjun" before.

A moment later, Yi Xuefeng withdrew his spiritual power, flicked his fingers lightly, and Huai Chen woke up in response.

He looked at Yi Xuefeng with some confusion: "Little Xianjun?"

Yi Xuefeng stretched her waist: "It's nothing, let's go down."

Huai Chen stared in a daze, and was about to bow and leave.

As soon as he got there, he seemed to have thought of something, gritted his teeth and hesitated for a long time, turned around and said with a crying voice: "Little Xianjun, Master Song said, if you recover from your injury, go..."

What he said later sounded like a mosquito screaming.

Yi Xuefeng was disturbed by the humming, and wondered if I was so scary, the child was about to cry from fright, even if he became the Demon Cultivator after becoming a demon, he was still a gentle and gentle gentleman , never scared people like this.

Yi Xuefeng put on his robe and said, "Where do you want me to go? Speak louder."

When he made a sound, the boy was probably afraid of being scolded by the original body, and finally couldn't help it, and cried out with a "wow".

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

Huai Chen cried and choked up: "Let... let you go to the front hall to discuss Guan... Guan Guanguan about the theft of Linfan Xianjun's spirit weapon."

Yi Xuefeng: "..."

This Lin Fuyu... shouldn't eat people, right?

It's too scary to be like this...

The author has something to say: Huai Chen: Guan Guanguan... Quack quack quack!

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