After rebirth, I picked up my mortal enemy as my apprentice Chapter 111

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Deep in the forest as dusk faded, a bright bonfire flickered in the darkness.

A group of people sat around the fire, the firelight projected on everyone’s face, leaving dark shadows on their outlines.

A huge wild boar was placed on the fire, and its skin and flesh made crackling sounds.

Someone stood by the fire, holding a long-handled barbecue fork and cooperating with others to turn the wild boar’s huge body over to ensure that every part of the meat could be roasted evenly.

The breeze blew by, making a low rustling sound.

The young man in black robe standing next to the wild boar glanced at the guys following him. Most of them had a layer of light gloom on their faces.

“Heh… don’t act like you’ve lost a lot of money. Have you been wronged by following me, young master?”

One of the big men stood up and said, “Master Jian, we definitely didn’t mean that. It was just a task assigned by the elders… We didn’t bring the woman surnamed Pan back with us. Not only us, but you will also be punished, right?”

The young man in black robe was Zhou Jian. He glanced at the big man indifferently.

“There is no point in talking about what has already happened. When I return, I will naturally report to the elders and will not involve you.”

He looked at the roasted wild boar in front of him and smiled slightly: “You don’t need to worry too much. Don’t think about those bad things at this time. This black wind pig is said to have inherited the black wind demon’s demon veins, but it took a lot of effort to capture it. Enjoy it tonight.”

After saying this, he took out a wine jug from his Qiankun bag, distributed wine glasses to everyone, and poured wine into their hands.

“Everyone has worked hard. Let’s have a drink first.” Zhou Jian took the lead in raising his glass. Seeing their young master’s enthusiastic attitude, the others put aside their concerns and raised their glasses.

“Let’s toast to the young master too!” People gathered around the fire, their laughter echoing in the woods, and they drank the warm wine to warm their bodies.

A warm atmosphere began to fill the air, dispelling the original heaviness.

Zhou Jian smelled the Black Wind Pork and saw that the meat was almost cooked, so he cut a piece of meat and sprinkled seasoning on it.

“It’s weird… Who was that bastard who said that wild Black Wind Pigs are more delicious than those raised in the family?” Zhou Jian couldn’t help but pinch his nose.

He just felt that the wild boar meat he put into his mouth had an unbearable fishy taste.

Seeing the unbearable expression of pinching his nose, the followers around him laughed out loud. The darkness and coldness of the evening were forgotten, and at this moment, there was only joy here.

But at this time a strange voice appeared on the field.

“Wow, this wild boar meat smells delicious. Can I have a taste?”

Zhou Jian and other followers present were all stunned. A young man in gray clothes appeared beside the campfire at some point and looked at the roasted black wind pig in front of him with interest.

Zhou Jian’s expression froze, and his pupils shrank quietly. He had not noticed the aura of this gray-clothed boy at all. He didn’t know how he got so close and appeared in front of him.

A cold sweat broke out quietly on his back. He pretended to be calm, put on a polite smile and said, “We are guests from all walks of life. It is a kind of fate that we can meet in such a vast sea of ​​people. There is nothing wrong with sharing this. If you want to taste it… just come and taste it.”

“Mr. Zhou, thank you.” The young man in gray didn’t bother to be polite with him. He took out a small knife from his sleeve and cut a piece of meat from the back of the black wind pig.

But in contrast to Zhou Jian’s expression after tasting it, the young man in gray looked very happy with it. He praised: “It’s really good… I haven’t tried this kind of taste for a long time. It’s full of wild, primitive, and untamed flavor!”

Zhou Jian looked at him cautiously, took a few steps back quietly, put his hands behind his back and made a secret gesture to his guards and followers.

The Zhou family guards who had followed him for many years immediately understood what their young master meant, and quietly stood up… forming a circle, vaguely surrounding the young man in gray.

“Haha, I’m Zhou Jian, the fourth son of the Zhou family in Heshan City. I wonder who you are and where you are from?”

A slight breeze blew across the campfire, causing the flames to sway left and right.

“Me?” The flickering firelight hit the gray-clothed boy’s face, casting a dark and uncertain shadow on him.

Hearing Zhou Jian’s careful probing, he grinned and said, “My name is Shen Yuan. I have no family background, and my sect is not well-received in the world of immortal cultivation. I am a nobody… I am not worthy of your mention, Master Zhou.”

Zhou Jian naturally wouldn’t believe this.

“So, what advice did Master Shen Yuan come to me for?”

But now he could neither see the other party’s background clearly nor know whether the other party was an enemy or a friend. Zhou Jian went a step further and made gestures behind his back.

The Zhou family’s people have surrounded Shen Yuan, but the young man in gray seems to be unaware and is still enjoying the fat of the Black Wind Pig in front of him.

“Actually, there’s nothing special to teach me…” Shen Yuan ate another piece of pork and swallowed the strong fishy smell into his stomach.

He looked at Zhou Jian. At this moment, the firelight illuminated Shen Yuan’s face, dispelling the shadows on his outline.

Zhou Jian saw his expression clearly, and there was a hint of evil in his careless smile.

Shen Yuan smiled and said, “I just want to borrow Master Zhou’s head for use.”

Zhou Jian’s pupils shrank, and he shouted sternly: “Do it!”

The Zhou family members, who had already formed a circle, rushed towards Shen Yuan together.

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In a guest room of a small inn.

Yueyan was sitting in front of the dressing table, her clothes half exposed. She held a bronze mirror in her hand and looked carefully at her cheek in the mirror.

She stretched out her slender fingers and touched the left half of her face. Although it felt smooth and soft, it always felt a little unnatural.

“I’ve been using this piece of skin for three months. It’s getting a little old no matter how much I take care of it… It’s time to change it to the next piece.”

“Whose skin should I use?” Yue Yan held her chin and carefully recalled the female cultivators she had met in recent days.

Suddenly, a graceful figure in green clothes and holding a sword appeared in her mind.

“This morning, the little girl with the sword seemed to have good skin… and her cultivation was high, so she had a good skin!”

“Hehe, that girl has also taken action, Master Wang Xiao, she is a good person who is as righteous as you.” She turned around and looked at the man lying on the bed.

No…the person on the bed at this moment can no longer be described as a “human”. His flesh and blood are shriveled, his eye sockets are deeply sunken, and thin skin is attached to his bones. It would be more appropriate to call him a mummy.

“So, if she’s a good person, she will help me like you, right?” Yue Yan smiled gently, and that smile was charming.

But the dead could no longer answer her questions.

“Then I will…take it as your consent.”

“You, you’re going to mess with a man again.”

Yueyan was slightly stunned, but her face slowly turned cold. She looked at the window paper on the door of the guest room, where a faint human figure was projected.

“Shen Yuan, but what does this have to do with you?”

Shen Yuan pushed the door open and threw the thing in his hand onto Yueyan’s dressing table.

He smiled evilly: “This is a gift for you, do you like it?”

That was Zhou Jian’s head.

Người mua: Observer Ω, 24/05/2025 22:36