Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

However, Du Sumu did not fulfill his promise.Not long after nightfall, he was dragged out of the room by a hasty knock on the door.

The monk who rushed over said that Zhao Xuehan was gone, and Du Sumu quickly got up and left the room before he could say anything to Yan Ke in the future.It was not until dawn that he returned to the house.

Yan Ke turned into a sword body, and after resting for a while, she sat obediently on the bed and waited for Du Sumu to come back.When the door of the room opened, Yan Ke went up to meet him, took Du Sumu's hand and made him bend down, then put his arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek lightly.

Du Sumu obviously forgot what he said not long ago to ask Yan Ke to kiss him when he returned to the room, and after he was stunned at the door for a while, he suddenly realized that he hugged Yan Ke and kissed him back.

"I'm sorry." Du Sumu rubbed Yan Ke's cheek guiltily, "I was supposed to accompany you last night."

Yan Ke shook his head. "Where's Zhao Xuehan?" He asked.

"He left by himself." Du Sumu pressed his temple lightly, looking helpless, "He left a note saying leave him alone. He won't cause trouble."

Yan Ke looked at Du Sumu. "Zhao Xuehan made you distressed." He said.

"That's not true." Du Sumu smiled, "There is not a day when he doesn't cause trouble for me."

"Do you hate him?" Yan Ke asked.

"No." Du Sumu said, and gently put Yan Ke on the bed, "Although he is troublesome and has a twisted personality, he is still a good boy at heart."

Yan Ke nodded with a half understanding.Du Sumu winked at him, and a piece of pine nut cake popped out from his cuff, and stuffed it into Yan Ke's mouth.

"Soon, I will host the morning class." Du Sumu said, "Would you like to go together? I'll take a look at your exercises so that I can arrange suitable classes for you."

Yan Ke was not very interested in dim sum, but mechanically took a bite and chewed.Hearing the lesson, he stopped chewing and tilted his head slightly.

"Can I practice with you?" he asked.

"Yes." Du Sumu replied, "Your skills are not weak, and you have a sword body, so you may not need to practice. But it's better to go out and have a look than stay in the room all the time. And..."

He blinked and smiled slightly: "My disciples are all young and lively people, maybe you can make some friends too."

Yan Ke shifted his gaze to the pine nut cake in his hand.He has no concept of, nor interest in, making friends.

"Are you going?" Du Sumu asked tentatively.

If you have the morning class, you can stay with Du Sumu, no longer alone in this room.If you think so, you can go.Yan Ke thought, raised his eyes, and nodded to Du Sumu.

On the mountainside of Linshu Mountain, there are several large platforms.The monks of the Jingming sect are divided into several columns according to the level of cultivation, supervised by the elders of the sect, and review the progress of the practice.

Yan Ke was held by Du Sumu and walked through countless green-robed monks.When those monks saw Du Sumu, they all stopped at the same time and saluted earnestly. Du Sumu also returned the salute one by one, with a majestic expression and the aura of being a sect leader.The attitude of talking and laughing like a teenager in front of Yan Ke is completely gone at this moment.

Du Sumu walked to a platform, took the scriptures handed over by the elders to be copied by the monks, and after a brief review, he ordered a few words in a soft voice, and ordered the monks to scatter and practice on their own.Several monks cast curious glances at Yan Ke, as if they wanted to strike up a conversation.However, Yan Ke ignored it, and just stood beside Du Sumu silently, as if rejecting others thousands of miles away.

Du Sumu looked at Yan Ke and sighed softly. "Is Xiao Fang here?" He called an old man to his side and asked in a low voice, "I have recruited a new disciple and want to try his skills."

The old man looked in Yan Ke's direction, and after meeting Yan Ke's gaze, he hesitated a little. "Master, the disciple you summoned in person must have extraordinary aptitude." He hesitated, "But Xiao Fang is the one with the best cultivation and the best aptitude among the disciples. If you want to try the newcomer's skill, it will be..."

"Xiao Fang has a gentle personality and is kind to others. But this child is afraid of strangers, and he has just entered the mountain. I'm afraid he won't get along well with other people." Du Sumu said softly, "I can only trouble Xiao Fang."

The old man glanced at Yan Ke hesitantly, and left silently.Du Sumu patted Yan Ke's back lightly.

"You heard it too." He said, "My favorite student will come here in a while. He is a good man, down-to-earth and smart. You try two tricks with him first. If there is anything you don't understand, ask him for advice. It would be better if you can make friends.”

Yan Ke was silent.Hearing Du Sumu's praise of others, Yan Ke's heart stopped for some reason.

"Do you like him?" He suddenly asked, "Does he have your soul?"

Du Sumu was stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, a gentle and honest young monk with round eyes and round lips hurriedly landed near him.

"Master, you call me." Xiao Fang saluted and said.

Du Sumu nodded.He patted Yan Ke's head lightly, as if he wanted him to forget the questions just now.

"I brought that child back and accepted him as my disciple." He said, "I want you to try his skills for me."

"Okay." Xiao Fang replied loudly.As the first disciple, the sect master ordered him to test the new disciple, who looked like an eight or nine-year-old child, Xiao Fang did not show the slightest displeasure about this matter.After bowing his hands to Yan Ke and saluting, he put his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Du Sumu stared at Xiao Fang. "Take it seriously," he said. "Don't be careless."

"No." Xiao Fang said with a smile, "Master asked me to compete with this junior brother. I think the junior brother's skill is also very good, so naturally I won't neglect it."

Du Sumu smiled approvingly, then gently pushed Yan Ke's shoulder.

"Go and try." He said softly.

Yan Ke stood silently in front of Xiao Fang, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Little brother uses a sword?" Xiao Fang asked seriously.

Yan Ke nodded.

"Do I need to bring you a sword?" Xiao Fang asked.

Yan Ke shook his head.

Xiao Fang's eyes showed some doubts.Immediately, he pulled out the sword from his waist, held the hilt, folded his hands, and saluted Yan Ke again.

"I will do my best, and I ask my junior brother to take it seriously." Xiao Fang said.As soon as the words fell, he slashed sideways, and the shining blade was sent near Yan Ke's cheek.

Yan Ke frowned slightly.Although Xiao Fang has a gentle temperament, his swordsmanship is decisive and fierce, and if he is not careful, he will hit the vital point.However, Yan Ke was able to handle it with ease, he turned slightly, and the sword brushed past his head.

At this time, there were some monks watching the excitement around, and seeing Xiao Fang's fierce attack, they had already exclaimed, and seeing Yan Ke dodging deftly, the exclamation was even louder.

"Too slow." Yan Ke said softly.Because Xiao Fang drew the sword, his body was very close to Yan Ke, Yan Ke lightly touched the ground with his right foot, and the blade of his hand slashed through the air, and a sharp wind slashed towards the back of Xiao Fang's neck.

Xiao Fang turned around in a hurry, but he didn't have time to swing the sword, so he had to use his hands to release the true energy in his body to counteract the wind blade.Yan Ke didn't give Xiao Fang the slightest chance to catch his breath, he threw two wind blades in succession, and slashed directly at Xiao Fang's abdomen.

Xiao Fang blocked it with his sword, but barely blocked one.The other crossed the blade and directly hit Xiao Fang's chest.Fortunately, Xiao Fang's internal strength is strong, and his body is protected by true energy, so he didn't hurt too much.

After the two moves, Xiao Fang's expression changed.Beads of sweat began to drip down his forehead.Yan Ke didn't intend to stop at all.Seeing that the wind blade was dispelled by Xiao Fang's true energy, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and then raised his finger.

Du Sumu suddenly realized something was wrong. "Stop!" He shouted loudly, but Yan Ke ignored him.

I saw a cloud of wind wrapped in sand and dust, rushing towards Xiao Fang directly.Xiao Fang got up to dodge, the wind didn't blow far away, it actually bypassed Xiao Fang's back, like a snake, it circled around Xiao Fang's neck.When the wind blade touched Xiao Fang's true energy, it made a noisy sound, which actually abraded that true energy bit by bit.

The onlookers gasped one after another.Xiao Fang's eyes were frightened, and he stretched out his hand to remove the wind blade neck ring, but unexpectedly, when his hand was near the wind blade, the wind scattered in all directions, preventing the true energy from approaching him, stabbing Xiao Fang's hand bloody.

Seeing that the wind ring was about to cut off Xiao Fang's head, Du Sumu waved his hand suddenly, and the wind ring dissipated in the air, and the tiny wind blades flew around. It didn't stop Xiao Fang from being cut in several places.

After the wind blade was resolved, the surroundings became silent.Xiao Fang's clothes were disheveled, his hands were dripping with blood, and he had several wounds on his body, making him look in a state of embarrassment.The puzzled and frightened gazes of the onlookers fell on Yan Ke.

Yan Ke didn't care.He looked at Xiao Fang, but stretched out his hand again, the fingertips fluttered in the breeze, and a wind blade formed again, flying straight towards Xiao Fang's neck, with the appearance of intending to kill Xiao Fang and death.

"Enough!" Du Sumu shouted.With a flash of fire, the wind blade was directly scattered in the air.With a serious expression, Du Sumu stepped forward, grabbed Yan Ke by the collar, and lifted him up.

"Take Xiao Fang to treat the wound quickly." After Du Sumu instructed the surrounding monks, he carried Yan Ke and left.He took Yan Ke back to the room, then closed the door, bent down, and looked at Yan Ke.

"You want to kill him?" Du Sumu asked in a low voice.

Yan Ke hesitated.He vaguely felt that he seemed to have done something wrong.But don't know why it's wrong.

"He asked me to deal with it with all my might," Yan Ke said.

"He just asked you to use all your efforts, instead of asking you to use all your strength to kill him." Du Sumu said in a deep voice, "He drew his sword at you, but he turned his back on you. You shouldn't At a disadvantage, after stopping the attack, he still made moves to take his life."

Yan Ke pursed his lips lightly. "But I want to beat him." Yan Ke said, "I can't think of a way to beat him other than killing him."

Du Sumu was slightly taken aback. "That's right." He stroked his forehead with his hand and said in a low voice, "I was negligent."

"It's my fault." He stroked Yan Ke's hair, "I forgot that you just came out of Yuhuzhuang, and you have never formally fought against anyone, so naturally you don't understand the truth of winning or losing. Just let you directly face each other Xiao Fang, I was wrong."

"You are not wrong." Yan Ke couldn't help saying, "Even if you tell me, I will still kill him."

Du Sumu raised his eyebrows: "Why?"

"The sword has always been a murder weapon. It is an object used to take life." Yan Ke said, "As the sword's own tricks, there is only chopping and piercing. The sword is used to kill, and never hesitates. When fighting with the sword, if the ability is not enough, the only A dead end."

Du Sumu frowned slightly: "Who taught you?"

Yan Ke looked at him. "It's common sense," he said. "It's the nature of the sword. We're born with it."

The swords of Yuhuzhuang rely on this instinct to protect themselves and kill everyone who sees them, so they can last for thousands of years without being plundered or extinct by human greed.Yan Ke knew this from the moment he was born.

It is precisely because he did not kill Du Sumu, the first living person he had ever seen, that Yuhu Manor has now become an empty courtyard.

Yan Ke looked at Du Sumu, trying hard not to let his thoughts go deep here.

Du Sumu turned his head slightly, with a slightly pensive look. "Is that so?" He narrowed his eyes slowly, and at some point there was a slight smile in his clear eyes, Yan Ke's heart couldn't help but move again, but he was a little puzzled.

"What are you laughing at?" he asked.

"I have also fought against you." Du Sumu said, "but I am still alive."

"I can't beat you." Yan Ke said, looking away, trying to avoid this topic.

"Really?" Du Sumu smiled lightly, "Then what do you think? I am right here, fighting with you, and I will give you three moves.

"Within the three moves, I will not fight back or resist. If you kill me, you win. If I live, I win. How about it?"