After they were laid out, they all burst into tears.

After they were laid out, they all burst into tears. Author: Glass Water Bottle

Summary:

I was imprisoned by the beautiful leader and master of the Wuji Sect, and in a dark secret room, I was used as a juicer.

But I’m not willing to give in. I still have confidante friends in my sect, a beautiful, gentle senior sister with an excellent figure, a fellow disciple who is as cold as ice but only smiles at me, and...

I suddenly didn’t want to go out. After all, staying in the secret room was good for my health.

Zero: Rebirth

In the dark and humid dark room, a young man dressed in white is Ye Wenchuan, the disciple of the leader of the Wuji Sect.

His hands were tightly tied behind his back, and standing in front of him was a beautiful woman also wearing white clothes and with long hair.

This is his master and the leader of Wuji Sect, Mo Qing.

Ye Wenchuan's eyes were dull and his voice was hoarse: "Master, if you do this, you will be laughed at by everyone in the world. You are the supreme being in the world. If anyone knows that you do this kind of thing to your apprentice, your reputation will be completely ruined."

Mo Qing smiled coquettishly, with a sickly light in his eyes and a coquettish voice: "So what? If you can get out, my reputation will indeed be ruined, but, Chuan'er, have you forgotten who rescued you? Or do you want me, Master, to die?"

The darkroom has not seen light all year round, but it is kept very clean and tidy, and the interior decoration is extremely luxurious.

If it weren't for the damp smell in the air, no one would have thought that this would be a dark room.

In addition to the poor environment, any item inside is a priceless treasure.

Things that others would never dare to think about are actually piled up here.

Mo Qing tied Ye Wenchuan's hands tightly with the red rope on his hand, and made him make an extremely humiliating posture.

Ye Wenchuan's face was numb. At first, he would still struggle, but now he no longer wants to struggle. Even if he comes up with countless tricks, he still can't leave here.

Mo Qing was very angry at Ye Wenchuan's calm eyes. His apprentice was good at everything, but he was too rigid. Obviously this was something that was good for both of them, but his apprentice insisted on sticking to those laws.

"Chuan'er, when you became my disciple, you said you wanted to become a master. Now that you are given this opportunity, why don't you want to cherish it?"

"Master, didn't you look down on the abilities of the Hehuan Sect before? Why are you complicit now?" Ye Wenchuan raised his head and looked at Mo Qing mockingly.

Mo Qing squinted his eyes. She was the head of the number one sect in Kyushu. Anyone who saw her would lower their head and call her sect master. No one dared to say a bad word in front of her, but who could have thought that one day, she would be beaten by him? The disciple said so.

"Really? Since we are in cahoots with each other, of course we have to do it together." Mo Qing laughed, picked up Ye Wenchuan's chin with his index finger, and slowly lowered his red lips.

……

……

Mo Qing stood up slowly. She put on the clothes on the floor one by one, covering her fair and rosy skin. She turned to look at Ye Wenchuan who was lying on the bed. She traced his face with her fingers and smiled more and more pretentiously. .

Ye Wenchuan remained motionless, but the flush on his face revealed what had just happened.

It was clear that he looked calm, but he was also moved after the wave of passion. Mo Qing looked at it and wished he could throw him down again.

But she knew that Ye Wenchuan was indeed tired today, so she kindly let him go.

"Chuan'er, your physique is what everyone in the world wants. If Master hadn't protected you, think about what would have happened to you? Although Master doesn't like the Hehuan Sect's cultivation method, Master really feels sorry for you. You, look, you don’t need to do anything, your cultivation has improved, isn’t that great?”

Mo Qing's words were like a magic spell. Ye Wenchuan's eyes trembled slightly. Mo Qing was very satisfied with this reaction.

"Have a good rest. Master will come see you tomorrow. You probably won't forget how Master resisted the pressure and accepted you as his disciple."

When Ye Wenchuan heard this, his eyes trembled slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes, as if accepting his fate.

Seeing him closing his eyes, Mo Qing gently curled his lips and smiled with satisfaction and brightness: "Chuan'er, people outside are not good people. In order to get you, they will use all kinds of unsavory methods. Master feels sorry for you, so Chuan'er, you have to be good, only Master will protect you forever."

Having said this, Mo Qing stood up, untied the rope behind Ye Wenchuan, arranged his hair, and turned to leave.

The moment she turned around to leave, her affectionate eyes instantly turned cold and alienated her from thousands of miles away.

Only when he was alone in the darkroom did Ye Wenchuan open his eyes.

He didn't expect that he would be reborn and return to the year he was 20 years old.

In the previous life, because I was forced to practice dual cultivation with my master, my cultivation level increased greatly, and I was bent on death. In the end, my cultivation level and veins went backwards, and I died in this dark dungeon.

The year he died was his 25th birthday. Even 20 years ago, his family was wiped out.

After being reborn, Ye Wenchuan was still in a daze. In his previous life, his master had told him the same thing. At that time, he had no chance of revenge and didn't even want to live. Now that God has given him a chance to do it again, he has returned to his 20s. , Ye Wenchuan will never do such a stupid thing like in his previous life.

If you die, it will only cause pain to your loved ones and happiness to your enemies.

In this life, he must find a way to survive, increase his cultivation, get out of here, and find his enemy!

Thinking of this, Ye Wenchuan breathed out a breath. If he wanted to go out, he couldn't face the master.

The master was just too extreme towards him, but the master had nothing to say to him. Even without the master, his cultivation level would not have improved so quickly.

Ye Wenchuan closed his eyes again. He wanted to think carefully about what to do next and who killed his whole family 15 years ago.

Thinking back on the past, the first thing Ye Wenchuan remembered was the first time he met his master when he was a child and when he came to Wuji Sect.

After leaving the darkroom, Mo Qing restored everything to its original appearance, carefully changed his clothes, and after dressing up as usual, he removed the surrounding barriers.

Just when the barrier was removed, a clear female voice came from the door.

"Sect Master, all the sects have arrived, please go quickly."

"I know." Mo Qing straightened his clothes again before opening the door and walking out.

At the gate of the Wuji Sect, there is a depression. In the depression, there is an ax standing upright. Legend has it that the ax here was used by the immortal to create the world, and finally fell here.

After crossing the depression, we came to Wuji Sect.

Whether they are apprentices or people who come to seek help, every time they come to the door, they will be extremely shocked by the scene in front of them.

Mo Qing raised her hand, and a small flying sword flew out of her sleeve, gradually getting bigger. She waved her hand, and she stood on the sword lightly, and flew away with the sword.

When she flew over the Wuji Sect, the disciples who were practicing martial arts stopped and clasped their fists and shouted in her direction.

"See Sect Master!"

"See Sect Master!"

……

The disciples shouted one after another, like a wave, for a long time.

This scene is particularly solemn, looking down from above like a landscape.

Chapter 1: Everyone was wiped out

"Whoa whoa-"

The pouring rain washed away the filth in the world, and also washed away the evidence of a murder.

A dozen men in black braved the heavy rain and killed the last person in their hands.

"Is there still life left?"

A man asked in a hoarse voice. If you listen carefully, you can hear the faint excitement in the other person's voice.

"We have searched all over. The entire Ye family has died here. The young master of the Ye family who has left home has sent people to chase him. There will be news soon."

"That's good. Did you find what we were looking for?"

"Not yet. This thing is a treasure of the Ye family. It will never be found so easily."

"Speed, if we still haven't found it after tonight, then our operation will have failed. When the time comes, the master will not let us go."

……

The sound of rain was really too loud. The night and heavy rain combined. Ye Wenchuan, who was hiding under the corpses of his clan members, did not dare to move.

He covered his mouth tightly and looked at the situation outside through the gap with a horrified look on his face.

Today he was supposed to go to Daxingguo Temple. Halfway there, he lost his temper and insisted on coming back. He came back without telling anyone. As a result, he encountered a scene in which his entire family was brutally massacred.

When the housekeeper saw Ye Wenchuan, he pulled Ye Wenchuan under him to hide without hesitation.

Until now, Ye Wenchuan no longer knew whether the blood or rain on his body was blood or rain. He was so cold that he was so numb that he couldn't feel anything.

"Young Master, as soon as daybreak comes, go to Piaomiao Palace to find Wudaozi. He will protect you."

The housekeeper took advantage of the men in black to look for things and quietly spoke to Ye Wenchuan.

Ye Wenchuan keenly sensed something was wrong and grabbed the housekeeper.

"No, you come with me. Also, what are they looking for? Why doesn't father hand it over?"

What is it that is worth the whole family’s life to protect?Ye Wenchuan didn't understand.

The butler was silent, probably due to excessive blood loss. The butler's eyes dissipated a little, and he looked at Ye Wenchuan with a complicated expression.

"Young Master, you will know this later. Please leave quickly. If it's too late, it will really be too late."

No matter what Ye Wenchuan said, the housekeeper gritted his teeth and rushed out.

"Boom--"

There were bursts of thunder and a bolt of lightning struck, and Ye Wenchuan watched helplessly as the housekeeper was killed.

His eyes widened in horror, and his whole body stiffened.

"There are actually living people! Find them for me. Even if you turn this place upside down, you have to find them for me!"

The man with the hoarse voice was very angry. He didn't expect that he was still alive!

Ye Wenchuan forgot his actions. He kept replaying the scene just now in his mind. The scene of the nanny who took care of him, the maid sister, the tragic death of his parents and brothers, he could not forget.

The Ye family is good to others, but who did they offend?

The searchers were gradually approaching, and Ye Wenchuan knew that if he moved at this time, he would really die.

He couldn't die, at least not now. He wanted to avenge his family.

"Ding--"

Ye Wenchuan watched the masked man in black getting closer and closer to him, and Ye Wenchuan's heartbeat accelerated.

what to do?Are you about to be discovered?what to do?

Just when Ye Wenchuan was at a loss, he heard something, passed through the rain curtain, and hit the man in black in front of him.

The man in black couldn't even utter a cry and fell to the ground.

"Boom--"

Thunder was accompanied by lightning, and Ye Wenchuan saw a feather-like tattoo on the wrist of the man in black.

He didn't recognize the tattoo, but he kept the tattoo pattern firmly in his mind.

"Who?"

After one fell, two more people fell together.

The leading man in black finally noticed something was wrong, but it was too late.

In the night, a graceful and immortal figure appeared.

Ye Wenchuan's eyes were instantly attracted.

He saw a woman's body exuding a faint blue light, which stood out in the darkness.

The woman walked forward, but the rain did not fall on her. She held a sword in her hand.

The sword was not unsheathed, but the killing intent brought by the sword could already be felt.

"The one who killed you."

The woman's voice echoed like an empty valley, instantly dispelling the fear in Ye Wenchuan's heart. He tried his best to open his eyes, trying to see clearly who was coming.

"Are you... Mo Qing?"

The woman passed over the corpses of the Ye family and walked forward at a leisurely pace. The man in black was very vigilant. When the woman stopped, he spent some time and finally saw the identity of this person clearly.

The man in black recognized Mo Qing's identity, and his heart suddenly trembled.

Why does Mo Qing, the leader of Wuji Sect, appear here?

"This matter has nothing to do with you. I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Otherwise, you will never want to anger us!" The man in black's voice was trembling.

In the entire Jiuzhou, there are only three people who can fight against Mo Qing, but there is no guarantee of victory or defeat. He is just a minion and is no match for the other party.