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

His hand holding the boy's larynx tightened inch by inch, and the fresh blood was jumping and rushing hysterically in his palm.A look of obsession, excitement, and disgust appeared on Mingyuan's face, trembling with excitement that another life was about to end in his hands!

"...Ah-brother..."

The boy's face was turning blue from the suffocation, his ears were ringing, and he even heard the sound of his own throat bones being broken piece by piece.

Xiao Yu said, "...Are you crazy? This kid clearly knows you!"

Ming Yuan turned a deaf ear, he just looked at the young man in black in front of him warily, and instinctively felt the threat from Xiao Yu.

In an instant, Xiao Yu urged Han Zui, and the light blue sword light wrapped in sharp sword energy rushed towards him, forcing Ming Yuan to dodge immediately!

The boy strangled by his hands has collapsed feebly, his head and thin arms are limply drooping.Ming Yuan threw him to the side without attachment.

Han Zui split dozens of phantoms in an instant, but Ming Yuan only snorted coldly, his figure was astonishingly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed towards Xiao Yu who was not far away!

The two of them quickly wrestled together, but the more moves they made, the deeper the surprise in Xiao Yu's heart.

He has been in the Xiao Clan for more than twenty years, when it comes to techniques or spiritual power, he has always regarded himself as incomparable to anyone except Xiao Yiyun.However, at this moment, the young man in the white robe in front of him revealed extremely strong spiritual power in every move. This abundant and powerful spiritual power was peacefully hidden in his body, only showing the tip of the iceberg occasionally and inadvertently.

Xiao Yu said, "Who are you?"

However, Mingyuan's eyes were dim, and every time noon passed, the part of his soul that really belonged to "Mingyuan" gradually fell asleep, and was wearily isolated from the outside world until the next morning.

The branches of the phoenix tree rustled in the turbulent sword energy, and the fiery red flowers were shaken to the ground and landed on Bright Wish Ruxue's white clothes, indescribably fierce and bright.

Xiao Yu's movements became faster and faster, and his moves became more and more fierce. The evil spirit was gradually overwhelmed, and he fell into danger step by step. He had no choice but to try to awaken the spiritual power that belonged to Mingyuan.

However, the power of Mingyuan is too strong and distinctive. As early as when he was a priest, the legends about him had spread all over half of the Miao territory. As soon as he appeared at this time, Xiao Yu immediately remembered the things he had heard. Hearing the rumors, he said in shock, "...the Priest of Mingyuan!?"

Ming Yuan was in a daze, and suddenly heard someone calling him.

However, he no longer wants to ask about human affairs. The night is dark now, and the sun is still far away. The child who listened to his story has not yet arrived. Ming hopes that there will be some waves in his soul, and he will fall asleep again soon.

Xiao Yu couldn't believe it.Although he had heard for a long time that the priest Mingyuan, who was compassionate, benevolent and righteous, had become a tool for others to commit evil, and was no different from a low-level ghost descendant, but until now he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't help but feel a little bit of pain in his heart. Shock pain.

Unable to borrow the power of the clear wish, the evil spirit fell into a disadvantage again.They thought that no matter how high and high Mingyuan used to be, the soul is still mixed with them now, and the white clouds far away in the sky have already been pulled into the mud.

At the moment when the evil spirits are in distress, if Ming Yuan stands by and watches, they will be beaten to death together, so they are confident that Ming Yuan will rescue them no matter what.

"I don't want to live anymore."

But Ming Yuan smiled deeply, and closed his eyes as if sighing, "...all this should have ended long ago."

Han Zui's sword energy was overwhelming, Xiao Yufei took a spell and slapped it on the sword, mixed with spiritual power and sent it out from the long sword!

Xiao Yu said, "Priest Mingyuan, I'm sorry."

In an instant, the evil spirit ran away screaming hysterically, but Han Zui followed closely behind, about to stab the transparent and invisible body!

"...a clear wish."

Xiao Yu called out his name for the last time, trying to wake up Ming Yuan's soul, but the pupils of the priest in white were always dull and out of focus.

"puff--!"

The long sword hit Mingyuan's chest and passed through his transparent body. Black evil spirits with "zizi" kept trying to escape from the wound, but they were blocked by the sealed spells one by one.

Spiritual power began to flow out continuously from Mingyuan's body, he staggered a few steps, and knelt down under a phoenix tree, his white and slender fingers dug deep into the soil.

Xiao Yu approached slowly and looked at Ming Yuan silently.

He had heard many praises about this priest in white. People were grateful for his gentleness, kindness, generosity and compassion, but it was a pity that fate made mistakes, and God always treated good people not very well.

Ming Yuan was panting heavily, but his expression showed a strange calmness. He even put one hand on the talisman on his chest, as if he was afraid that Xiao Yu would not be able to kill him, and wanted to make him die quickly with his own hands.

Xiao Yu looked at Ming Yuan with a complicated expression, and his eyes lightly fell into his eyes.

At this moment, the evil spirits were desperately trying to escape from his wound, pulling at his soul.It should be extremely painful if the whole that has been precipitated and fused for hundreds of years falls apart, just like dividing a living person's body into eight pieces.

Xiao Yu thought that he would see pain, patience, or the calm that was about to be liberated in these eyes.But there was none, all he actually saw was tiredness.Deep tiredness.

Tired of the world, tired of maintaining a compassionate heart, tired of living for hundreds of years.

It seemed that they finally realized that they could not break free from the wound, and the evil spirits no longer struggled outwards, but instead competed with Ming Yuan for control of the spirit body!They tried in vain to tear off the spell with willing hands, and then tried to escape.

A slight sneer appeared at the corner of Mingyuan's mouth, and he tried hard with his fingertips to press the talisman a little tighter, but found that the evil spirits were fighting to the death, and his spiritual power had been drained too much, so he really couldn't do anything to them for a while!

He had no choice but to cast his eyes on Xiao Yu, this young swordsman who had never seen his face before.

In an instant, Xiao Yu saw the meaning of pleading and hope from Ming Yuan's eyes. His wrist, which was tightly bound with a wrist guard, trembled, and he walked slowly towards Ming Yuan, holding his hand to the nail deeply nailed on his chest. Get drunk.

It only needs to inject a little more spiritual power, supplemented by a strong sword energy, and it will surely shake his soul away.

Xiao Yu silently took one last look at Ming Yuan, his fingers gradually tightened, the spiritual power was about to be sent in, and the evil spirit began to struggle out desperately.

However, in an instant, the boy who was thrown into the grass by Ming Yuan just now suddenly woke up again. He heard Ming Yuan's name from his coma, struggled to open his eyes, and suddenly saw the scene of Xiao Yu stabbing Ming Yuan's sword into Ming Yuan's chest !

"...No," he yelled, "don't kill the Bright Wish Priest, don't kill the Bright Wish Priest!"

Xiao Yu was taken aback when he heard the words, but the evil spirit seized the opportunity and knocked Han Zui back a bit!

"Ahem," the boy grabbed his throat and got up from the ground. He staggered and wanted to run this way. He knelt beside Mingyuan, crying and trying to wipe the sword in front of his chest. Wishes are all to be sacrificed, so don’t blame the priest just now, don’t blame the priest of Mingyuan!"

He looked at Xiao Yu pleadingly, not knowing that he was actually the one who had misunderstood the facts, but he still hoped that the wishing priest in that story could avenge him.

Xiao Yu was taken aback, he wanted to wave the boy aside, but was held tightly by the hand again, unable to move.

But just when Xiao Yu was at a loss, the evil spirits suddenly saw an opportunity, they asked Ming Yuan to stretch out their hands, strangled the boy's neck again, and pressed down hard on the coldly glowing Hanzui sword!

The boy was startled, and then he didn't dodge, and obediently sacrificed his frail neck with blood——

"...My lord priest."

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, and said in a soft and reverent tone, "...Please, avenge my parents...Ah...."

He seemed to want to call Ming Yuan one last time, but as the throat was cut, the boy's whole body twitched, his dark eyes gradually lost their light, and his clenched fingers loosened.

——That last word, I couldn't say it after all.

Warm fresh blood flowed into Mingyuan's chest along the long sword, and Mingyuan's eyes suddenly enlarged. He suddenly realized something when he heard the boy's voice, and tried his best to push him away, but he couldn't save it after all.

"...Ah..." His chest heaved violently, as if he was still unable to breathe under the weight of something, and a tear rolled down his wide-open eyes.Xiao Yu has never seen such a painful expression on a person's face: he wished his mouth to open his mouth, breathing quickly, and eventually turned into a grief scream: "Ah, ah-!"

It was he who killed the child.

If he told the boy the truth, that the merciful priest was dead...

Tell him that all the kindness in this world is in the story.

The evil spirits were nourished by the warm blood, and instantly became stronger again.However:

"puff--"

Ming Yuan suddenly pulled out Han Zui with all his strength, raised his sword in an instant and dropped it, and then stabbed back heavily, completing a seal of a cross on his heart!

"……what."

Mingyuan smiled weakly, his body began to glow slowly, like a puddle of first-time snow melting.

Xiao Yu looked at him in horror, and it took a long time before he slowly stretched out his hand, and with a light touch, Mingyuan turned into countless fragments and melted into the wind!The rest, only the Hanzui sword stuck on the ground gave off a soft light.