Why do you have to be forced to kill disciples as a teacher [Rebirth]

The night is low, the moon is bright, and a few lonely stars are shining in the sky.

Among the silent Xiao Clan, only Liujun Garden was brightly lit, as bright as day.

Many disciples gathered at the gate, silently watching Xiao Yiyun stride in.

He was holding a figure covered in blood in his arms, that person's head was tilted powerlessly, his face was blocked by Xiao Yiyun's shadow.

"Has Mingzhi come?" Xiao Yiyun asked in a deep voice, without stopping to walk, his face clouded with cloud.

The disciple quickly replied, "The masters of the four sects are going out today, and they have already rushed back. They will arrive in half an hour at most."

Xiao Yiyun didn't speak, his arms holding Jiang Xiaoshu tightened again, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Where's Ming'er!?" A person suddenly rushed out from the crowd and stood in front of Xiao Yiyun, Qi Chu asked anxiously, "Where is Ming'er?"

Xiao Yiyun held Jiang Xiaoshu in both hands, paused in front of the door, and then kicked the door open without hesitation.Without even looking at Qi Chu, he gently put Jiang Xiaoshu back on the bed, and said, "I have sent him back to Ninghan Garden."

Qi Chu glanced at the bruised Jiang Xiaoshu, fearing that his younger brother's injuries would be worse, he immediately turned around and rushed to Ninghanyuan.

The disciples rushed to bring all kinds of herbs, pills, gauze, and warm water.A disciple who usually knew Jiang Xiaoshu a little bit stepped forward, reaching out his hand to unbutton Jiang Xiaoshu's clothes and clean his wound.

Xiao Yiyun held his hand, shook his head and said, "You guys go out."

The disciple was slightly surprised, "Master, you..."

Xiao Yiyun's eyes were full of obscurity, and he repeated, "Get out."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then quickly reacted, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

They left slowly and softly, and finally brought them to the door. They saw Xiao Yiyun wringing out the towel himself, and carefully removing the debris from the wound on Jiang Xiaoshu's forehead.

Tsk tsk, relatives and apprentices are treated differently, everyone thought enviously.

An hour ago, Xiao Yiyun found the enchantment point on the way from the head of the long gate to Ninghanyuan. After splitting it with a sword, he found that the monster inside was dead.But the demonic aura in the air was still extremely strong, and the surroundings were so quiet that it made one feel flustered.

He called out Jiang Xiaoshu's name aloud, but there was still no response, and the sense of uncertainty in his heart was almost driving him crazy.

At that moment, Xiao Yiyun regretted it never before. If he could teach Jiang Xiaoshu even one or two basic moves, he wouldn't be so isolated and helpless when he encountered a monster alone.

He bypassed the huge dead monster and continued to search for it in the grass.Suddenly, Xiao Yiyun felt a huge and mellow monster aura faintly emanating from the low-lying grass.Almost reflexively, he stirred up the fallen leaves around him on the spot, and threw them out with leaves instead of knives!

"bass--"

However, there was an ear-piercing rubbing sound, and a white light burst out from the grass, Xiao Yiyun was slightly taken aback, and after a closer look, it turned out to be love!

Changqingxuan floats in the air, protecting Jiang Xiaoshu behind his back as if he has spiritual consciousness.

Xiao Yiyun was a little surprised, he never thought that this long-term love that even he couldn't control at times would be so devoted to Jiang Xiaoshu.

He stretched out his hand slightly to Changqing, and whispered, "Come."

Changqing retreated a little hesitantly, but the darkness in Xiao Yiyun's eyes became more and more serious, forcing it to almost groan.Changqing struggled to float around Jiang Xiaoshu for a week, and finally obediently returned to Xiao Yiyun's hands.

The candlelight on the table flickered, and the light and shadow reflected on Jiang Xiaoshu's clean face swayed.

Xiao Yiyun watched him silently, and the towel in his hand fell to the ground inadvertently.He looked at the ignorant and sleeping boy in front of him, and he was puzzled.

Jiang Xiaoshu is not as gloomy and withdrawn as Ning Wuwu in his previous life, he doesn't say anything when asked, as if he has thousands of things hidden in his heart.But the confusion he brought to Xiao Yiyun was far less than that of Ning Wuwu.

His slender eyelashes moved in the candlelight, like butterfly wings about to spread.

By coincidence, Xiao Yiyun slowly stretched out his hand and gently encased it.

I don't know if I want to touch it or strangle the butterfly.

"Yiyun." There was a sound outside the door, and the voice of the fourth sect master, Xiao Mingzhi: "Are you there?"

Xiao Yiyun's fingers trembled, and he woke up suddenly.

He let out a breath slowly, stood up and opened the door for Xiao Mingzhi.

Running around non-stop all day long, as a woman, Xiao Ming's face is inevitably tired.She smiled wearily at Xiao Yiyun, "I was in the wrong place just now, I didn't expect someone to be in your room."

Xiao Yiyun took it for granted, and said in a calm and authentic tone, "Of course it's in my room."

Xiao Mingzhi was noncommittal, and sat in Xiao Yiyun's seat just now, checking Jiang Xiaoshu's injuries.

While watching, she held up Jiang Xiaoshu's bandage-wrapped right hand, shook it at Xiao Yiyun, and said with a smile, "Master of the Seventh Sect, you are not very skilled."

Xiao Yiyun didn't answer, but quietly stood beside Xiao Mingzhi, like a supervisor, and said seriously, "You should concentrate."

Jiang Xiaoshu has demon power to protect his body, but it looks rather tragic, and there are not many real life-threatening injuries.

It's just that I didn't expect Xiao Yiyun to attach so much importance to it. Xiao Mingzhi smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, I won't talk to you, and focus on looking at the wound."

She bandaged Jiang Xiaoshu's wounds, and wrote prescriptions on the wooden table.While writing, Xiao Mingzhi asked, "Your disciple has an unknown spiritual force in his body, do you know it?"

Xiao Yiyun responded in a low voice, and carefully put Jiang Xiaoshu's hand outside into the quilt.

"He has Xiao Han's second soul."

"...the second soul?" Xiao Mingzhi took a breath, apparently also aware of the rumors about the Xiao Clan: "Then you...then you still bring him with you? Can Xiao Xiu let him go?"

A hint of scorn flashed in Xiao Yiyun's eyes, "What can Xiao Xiu do with me? Besides, if I don't accept him, this child would have been killed long ago."

He sighed deeply, staring at Jiang Xiaoshu's soft face reflected in the warm yellow light, and said in a low voice, "...Senior Sister. After so many years, I am tired. He...is very similar to me."

What he said was inconsistent, but Xiao Mingzhi understood his words strangely.

She thought of Xiao Yiyun's cold and distant appearance when he was young, always walking alone, and using his expression to reject people thousands of miles away without saying a word.

After experiencing such pain, he couldn't bear to let another similar boy go on the same path.

Xiao Mingzhi smiled gently, and said to Xiao Yiyun, "It is the child's good fortune to meet you."

Xiao Yiyun sighed in his heart, the kindness and resentment in the previous life, the stumbling in the first few months of this life, whether it is a blessing or a curse, has long been unclear.

Xiao Mingzhi stood up, walked towards the wooden door, and said, "His injury is not serious, you don't need to worry about it. When I go out later, I will pass the prescription to your disciple by the way. I need to ask you how many medicines there are." Master Nagato is looking for it, and you can get someone to fetch it tomorrow."

Xiao Yiyun sent her all the way to the door, and said, "It's not peaceful in the door these few days, let's send a few more people to take you back."

"No need," Xiao Mingzhi said with a smile, "our disciples from the four sects are also waiting for me outside the hall."

Xiao Yiyun sent her away, returned to the bed, stared at Jiang Xiaoshu for a few seconds, and asked, "When did you wake up?"

Jiang Xiaoshu's eyeballs rolled under his thin eyelids, and he wanted to continue pretending to be weak, but Xiao Yiyun said again, "If you don't open your eyes, I'll ask my disciples to deliver the medicine."

So Jiang Xiaoshu couldn't go on acting now, he pretended to groan, opened his eyes pitifully, and said to Xiao Yiyun with tears in his eyes, "Woo, Master, this disciple's hand hurts so much."

"..."

Xiao Yiyun let out a long sigh, and held his heart tightly for several hours, at this moment it finally fell back into his chest cavity again.

Angrily and helplessly, he sat down beside Jiang Xiaoshu and asked, "Why don't you use the sound ball when you are in danger?"

Jiang Xiaoshu had bandages on his forehead, bandages on his hands, and various abrasions on his face.

However, he stalked back shamelessly, shook his paws at Xiao Yiyun, and reiterated shamelessly, "Master, if you behave like this, my disciple's heart will die of pain."

Xiao Yiyun's facial nerves, which had been disabled for many years, were almost going to be pissed off by Jiang Xiaoshu.He reached out and grabbed Jiang Xiaoshu's paw, stuffed it back into the quilt, and pressed it, "Don't move around."

"Why don't you use a listening ball? I let you hang on my waist all day. Does it look good?"

Jiang Xiaoshu said aggrievedly, "...I forgot." He observed Xiao Yiyun's expression, and hastily made amends, "I really forgot, I was almost frightened to death when I met that thing, how could I remember to tell you?" you."

A person is used to being lonely, and he solves everything by himself alone. The habit makes him not subconsciously call for help.

Xiao Yiyun couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he naturally understood Jiang Xiaoshu, but in this understanding, there was also a hint of sadness.He looked at Jiang Xiaoshu silently for a while, until Jiang Xiaoshu was almost shrunk into the quilt under his stare.

For a long time, Xiao Yiyun silently tucked the quilt around Jiang Xiaoshu's shoulders, his voice was very soft, but he said word by word:

"As I said, I am your master. You have to remember, no matter what difficult things you encounter, don't be afraid-tell me, and I will solve it for you."

The author has something to say: Xiao Yiyun flung out a handful of iron-like leaves, and he came out of the grass with a long feeling:

master!Don't shoot, it's one of your own!

Good night everyone, Baji! (It's really late these days, and those who are full of students who don't have holidays must go to bed early!