Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Moonlight is like water.

Ye Yunlan stopped looking at Chen Weiyuan, and only said to Xu Qingyue indifferently: "Friend Xu, it seems that we have never met before."

Xu Qingyue laughed, "Ye Daoyou has indeed never seen me. But I have seen you...and your sword."

Ye Yunlan: "You have seen me and my sword, so what?"

His tone was really cold, but Xu Qingyue didn't seem to notice it at all, she still had a smile on her face, her eyes were extremely clear and radiant.

He is a much more outstanding beauty than Rong Ran.This excellence is three points in appearance, and seven points in bearing.

Although Rong Ran is gentle and courteous, she is a bit unreal and false, and a bit less vivid. Xu Qingyue has a clear demeanor, but when she looks at people, there is an undisguised desire for clarity in her eyes, which is very direct.

It made people want to hold all the stars in the sky in front of him.

Xu Qingyue said: "I am a sword cultivator, and so is a fellow Taoist."

Ye Yunlan: "Not bad."

"Isn't it common for sword cultivators to admire each other's sword skills and want to make friends with them?" Xu Qingyue said seriously.

Ye Yunlan: "I'm just a mortal with a total loss of cultivation, what virtue and ability can I enter the eyes of fellow Taoists."

"The realm of swordsmanship is never judged by cultivation." Xu Qingyue shook her head, "I like your sword."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled brightly.

He slowly drew out the long sword on his back and placed it in front of his body. He snapped his fingers and heard a loud and pleasant sword sound, "This sword is made of immortal cold iron. Voice, I like you too."

He said two "likes" one after another, which made Chen Weiyuan's eyebrows twitch slightly.

Jianxiu wants to meet and make friends more directly than ordinary people.Usually the sword is first shown, and if the other party approves, it will come faster than all other words.

Ye Yunlan is a sword cultivator, but no sword cultivator dared to get acquainted with him in the previous life.And in this life, he doesn't intend to make friends with anyone except his apprentice.

He quietly looked at Xu Qingyue for a few times, and slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

"This sword is called Queying."

Xu Qingyue praised: "The cold light is lonely and the edge is hidden. It is a good sword. As swordsmen and I say, people are like swords, and swords are like people. I once saw a fellow Taoist with a sword at the foot of Tianchi Mountain, and I felt that a fellow Taoist was like a sword." A lonely person, at that time, he had reverence in his heart, and he wanted to get acquainted with fellow Taoists."

Ye Yunlan said coldly: "That's because you only watched from the sidelines, but never faced my sword." People who have really faced his sword would not say such words as "there is reverence in their hearts".He will only feel fear and disgust, regard him as an evil spirit, and avoid him as much as possible.

Xu Qingyue blinked, a little puzzled, "What do you mean, Fellow Daoist?"

Ye Yunlan looked at him quietly.

The night wind blew through his robe.

He raised his sword and pointed it at Xu Qingyue.

Xu Qingyue suddenly realized that the person in front of her had changed.

If it was said that the other party had the alienation and indifference that was difficult for others to get close to before, but now, it revealed the coldness and murderous intent that pierced the bone marrow.

He looked like a soul that had stepped out of hell and the underworld, with countless blood and bones under his feet, and the deepest death, the purest silence, condensed on the tip of his sword.

Instinct to fight with his own sword intent.Sweat ran down Xu Qingyue's fair cheeks, and cold sweat oozes from her back.

He felt his hand shaking the sword.

The blood in the body is flowing violently.

Is it because of fear?

He thought, no, not only that.

Although she was born with a good appearance, Xu Qingyue was not born with much perception of beauty and ugliness.

Not only to yourself, but to others.

But at this moment, he looked at Ye Yunlan's pale face, and the other party's icy murderous intent locked on to him, as if being stared deeply at by a ghost in the underworld.

He was horrified, but at the same time, for the first time in his life, he felt an almost thrilling beauty.

...In the fear of death and extinction, he felt his heart thumping.

The sword in Xu Qingyue's hand fell to the ground.

Chen Weiyuan frowned, walked up to support him, and worriedly called out: "Qingyue."

Xu Qingyue didn't answer, she gently pushed Chen Weiyuan away, and squatted down to pick up the sword on the ground.

Ye Yunlan has retracted the tip of the sword.The Queying Sword lay in his palm, and let out a small mournful cry.

Queying couldn't bear his full release of sword intent.Over the years, he has been consciously controlling himself. Even when he was insulted by Nangong Qing in the small town at that time, the sword intent he released was not one-third of his heyday.

It's just that perhaps because meeting Chen Weiyuan aroused the hostility in his heart, the sword intent he released just now was eight or nine percent.

It's normal for Xu Qingyue to be unable to bear it.And in this way, the other party would not bother to get acquainted with him anymore.

"Shen Shu, let's go."

He put the sword back into its sheath, and said solemnly to his side.

Shen Shu: "Master's sword intent, so powerful."

Ye Yunlan's brows softened a little, "If you practice hard, you will be like a teacher in the future."

Shen Shu looked at Xiao Shu's eyebrows and eyes.

He has always known that his master is not as weak as he looks.In the past few years of practicing swordsmanship, he also gradually understood that the ability of the master to possess such sword intent cannot be achieved through peaceful practice. In the past years that he has never participated in, how much suffering and suffering the master has experienced before he can face death peacefully The comprehension of the way of extinction was so deep that he felt distressed after thinking about it for a while.

He will hold him in his arms more than once to protect him from the wind and rain, but now, after all, it's not the time.

I had no choice but to whisper: "...Yes."

"Ye Daoyou, wait a moment." Ye Yunlan was about to leave when he heard Xu Qingyue's slightly hoarse voice.

He turned around and saw Xu Qingyue's red eyes, which seemed to be full of fog, and also seemed to be glowing with unusual light.

"Fellow Daoist's swordsmanship is superb, Qingyue knows that he is far behind, and he is not good enough to discuss friendship with fellow Daoist peers." Xu Qingyue said, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly clenched her sword and fisted, "If possible, Qingyue would like to ask."

He bent down deeply, "Fellow Taoists, please accept me as an apprentice."

Chen Weiyuan's complexion changed.

"Qingyue, you are a disciple of the Tanqing Sect, and you are even more of a member of the Xu family. How can you casually ask for a teacher from a disciple of the Outer Sect?"

"Tan Qingzong is good at medicine, and very few people practice swords. Now the swordsmanship is all my own. It's just that the way of swordsmanship is long and far away, and it will not last long if one person builds a car behind closed doors." Xu Qingyue persisted, "Although I am a disciple of Tan Qingzong, It’s no different from the name, but I often feel that I don’t fit in with the sect. If a Taoist friend accepts me as an apprentice, I can leave the sect at any time and follow you to Dongzhou to practice. My father has always supported me to practice swords, so I think he will understand me.”

Shen Shu's complexion also changed.

Even though she didn't want to admit it, the Xu Qingyue in front of her was indeed very good-looking, and she even said that she wanted to leave the sect for her master and go to Dongzhou with her—but she heard Ye Yunlan say: "I won't accept you again in this life. apprentice. Shen Shu is my only apprentice. Fellow Daoists, please go back."

Xu Qingyue panicked, "Fellow Daoist Ye, I sincerely beg—" Ye Yunlan stopped talking.

Xu Qingyue wanted to say something else, but Chen Weiyuan took his hand and scolded him in a low voice, "Qingyue, don't continue to be rude."

Xu Qingyue was startled, and it took a while to recover from the uncontrollable agitation in her heart after feeling Ye Yunlan's sword intent just now.

He has practiced smoothly since he was a child, and he has never encountered rejection from others. He raised his eyes and peeked at Ye Yunlan's indifferent expression, only to realize that he was presumptuous and abrupt, and he might have annoyed the other party.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was silent for a while, finally suppressed his emotions, and opened the green wood pill box in his hand.

There is a green pill in the pill box, surrounded by light green grass and trees, as if it contains endless vitality.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this is the top-quality grass and tree rejuvenation pill, which has the effect of nourishing meridians and rejuvenating dead trees." Xu Qingyue said softly, his eyes were still slightly red, and he didn't know if he was just scared by the sword intent or he was wronged, but the voice Has returned to stability, "Regardless of whether you are willing to accept me as a disciple, please accept this elixir. You have lost your cultivation base, and perhaps this elixir will help you with your injuries... This is also clear. When Yue came here this time, he was going to give something to fellow daoists, so you don't have to think too much about it."

Ye Yunlan looked down at the elixir in his hand, "There is no need for the elixir. My injury cannot be healed by ordinary elixirs."

"Then what kind of method can heal fellow daoist's injuries? I will find it for you." Xu Qingyue persisted, "I don't ask fellow daoist to accept me as a disciple, but I only hope that fellow daoist will give me some pointers on swordsmanship." two."

Ye Yunlan didn't answer Xu Qingyue's question, but said: "My way of swordsmanship is not suitable for you." He understood that Chen Weiyuan's close friend in his previous life was originally a sword idiot.

For those who are obsessed with swordsmanship, his attitude has finally become a little less indifferent, "Your sword is pure, but you lack the indomitable spirit. It is more than ordinary experience. After a hundred years, you may have the Hinayana."

Xu Qingyue was startled, realized that Ye Yunlan was pointing him to the way of swordsmanship, bowed her head and said, "Thank you...thank you for your guidance, fellow daoist."

Ye Yunlan nodded lightly, and said: "It's getting late, and I still have to teach my apprentice how to learn swordsmanship. Fellow Daoist Xu, let's leave now."

Xu Qingyue was lost, and finally did not keep her.

The figures of the master and the apprentice gradually drifted away and disappeared on the path on the Moon Shadow Wall.

From the beginning to the end, did Ye Yunlan take another look at Chen Weiyuan next to him.

As if he didn't exist.

This was the first time in Chen Weiyuan's life that he was ignored by this. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the two figures going away.

"Senior Brother Chen, is there really no way to heal the wound on his body?" Xu Qingyue was silent for a long time, and then spoke again, but the topic still revolved around that person just now.

Chen Weiyuan frowned slightly, and said lightly, "Not necessarily."

After all, before Xu Qingyue could speak, he used his fingers to calculate the fate of the other party.

But only saw a hazy.

It shouldn't.

He concentrated on counting again, but suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and suddenly his throat felt sweet, and a rusty smell emerged from it.

Chen Weiyuan slowly swallowed the blood in his mouth.

This is the backlash that is caused by forcibly counting things that are not suitable for calculation.

Maybe it's because the other party's cultivation realm is far superior to his, or maybe it's because this person has something to do with him.

Logically speaking, he should stop now.

He pondered for a while, but he seemed to have a premonition that he must know the answer today.

So no longer hesitate, consume the power of the blood, and use the secret method of the clan to calculate again.

This time, amidst the unpredictable secrets, there was finally a hazy response.

Chen Weiyuan's fingertips stopped in the void, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

The other party... was actually his destined Taoist companion.

It was clear that ten years ago, when he was calculating his future Taoist companion, the person his destiny was pointing to was Xu Qingyue.