After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

In the bleak courtyard, there is blood coming out of the nostrils, and the greasy people tremble. The huge place is a thrilling sea of ​​corpses. The ground made of white stones is already full of bright red. Flowers blooming on the other side.

A man stands in it, white clothes are bright, silver embroidered cloud patterns, the white clothes are as clean as red snow, and the black long sword he holds in his hand can't see the red, it's just a flowing black, along the edge of the sword dripping.

Green hills, pavilions, towers and pavilions, but it seems like a regional Shura.

The long sword disappeared in his hand, he raised his foot and took a step forward, his figure swayed slightly, as if he was staggering.

His dark eyes stared at the room in front of him. The three sword patterns on his forehead were dimly lit, as if they would disappear in the next second. There was not a trace of blood on his pale face, but a little red could be seen faintly between his lips. , as if he vomited blood just now.

In the next second, the person still walked into the barrier.

Above the void, strong aura surged, and the man in black looked at the piercing thing in his hand, overjoyed in his heart, and raised his hand to touch its light carefully.

He held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time before he reluctantly put the light into his hand.

He turned his head and looked at the courtyard on the hill below, his gaze was slightly lowered, as if he was watching a play.

Just now, when Shi Yuan painstakingly pulled out the phoenix egg from his heart, he was surprised.

He even thought that today would be an extremely dangerous and bitter battle, but he never thought that it would be so easy.

You know, the phoenix egg has been stored in his heart all this time, and he has tempered his blood essence with his soul. This phoenix egg has already been contaminated with his blood. If he takes it out forcibly, it will break the door of his heart and seriously hurt his vitality. .

Therefore, Shi Yuan cared about this apprentice more than anything...

According to common sense, he should take advantage of Shi Yuan's serious injury and risk getting rid of Shi Yuan better.

But when Shi Yuan took it too simply, it made him a little wary. He didn't want to take any risks when he got the phoenix egg. What's more, the stage below was set up. It would be too wasteful if the play didn't continue.

He smiled slightly.

The things in Shi Yuan's eyes are no longer pure. The amazingly talented person who created "Heavenly Stems" at the age of a hundred no longer exists. What changed you? Is it really this cheap apprentice?

The man in black stared down, his voice sounded like he was muttering to himself.

"Shi Yuan, Shi Yuan, how will you save him—"

"If the master and apprentice are on a double break, it will be filthy that the world despises—"

.........

Yan Lin's consciousness was heavy, as if he was trapped in a cloud of fog, and there was silence in his ears, but it was mixed with clear screams.

He took a slow breath, the sweet and greasy smell at the tip of his nose disappeared, and the dullness returned, but there was a trace of coldness, and the coldness slowly dissipated in his chest, leaving only a scorching heat, moved his hands, and tied the fairy rope Tighten it.

The strange heat of his body made him very uncomfortable.

The door was opened again, and a person walked in.

He raised his head, his vision was a little blurry, and he blinked vigorously before he could see the person who came.

A moment later, amidst the sound of heavy breathing, the corners of his lips curled up, his brows and eyes smiled, and there was a hint of coquettishness in the loose clothes with loose blue hair.

When the footsteps approached, Yan Lin's tone was low and hoarse. In the dense room, the restrained voice revealed a somewhat seductive length: ".....You shouldn't have come here."

The sword outfit on his body is no longer rigorous, his hands are bound on his chest, he is in a half-kneeling posture, his head is slightly hanging, and his hair covers his face, as if this way his expression can be hidden from others and he can retain a bit of dignity.

When did that proud and high-spirited young man suffer such humiliation?

There was a sound of footsteps, and the person who came was standing not far from the bed, looking down at him, his voice was low and cold, but he could hear a hint of tenderness: "I'll take you away..."

As soon as Shi Yuan approached, Yan Lin smelled a strong smell of blood, presumably those people outside the door had already been killed by him.

But why did he come...

He is so stupid that he can't figure it out...

The white hand holding the sword lifted the golden veil, and the cool fingertips gathered his long hair behind his ears. There was an imperceptible tremor and pity in the touch, and the immortal rope was taken off. , Yan Lin fell into a cold and bloody embrace in an instant, the tip of his nose was very close to his clothes, and he could smell a bit of cold incense.

Shi Yuan looked down at the person in his arms, raised his hand slightly...

Jianxiu's cool body temperature was like a touch of ice in the scorching heat. Yan Lin's throat was slightly dry, faintly suppressing his desire. The poison was too overbearing, his body had already reacted, and he couldn't bear it for long.

He had to find someone to detoxify——

Yan Lin bit his tongue hard, tasted the blood before opening his mouth: "...or... don't bother Master."

As he said that, he withdrew from Shi Yuan's arms, gathered his clothes, curled up to one side, buried his head in his knees, and said in a muffled voice, "This disciple has been drugged, so it's inconvenient to leave..."

As he said that, he paused, grabbed the clothes in his hand, and swallowed his throat, his voice was inaudible and paused from time to time.

"Just trouble the master, help the disciple... find a man to come over..."

It doesn't matter who it is, as long as the poison is detoxified, then he will kill the person again.

Although it was difficult for him to speak to Shi Yuan, it was the best way.

In the darkness, Shi Yuan froze.

The raised hand suddenly fell to the side.

It took him a while to speak, his deep and hoarse voice was a little cold, but mixed with deep emotions, he only said three words.

".....impossible......"

Yan Lin's eyes dimmed.

The voice murmured: "Really..."

"That's right, if the female lies under the man, I'm afraid it will damage the innocence of the Changtian Sword Sect and the master. Instead of being humiliated, then..." Yan Lin raised his head, looking straight at with him.

He only heard him whisper: "It's better, master kill me... It's better to die cleanly than to end up with an unconscious monster... It can be regarded as keeping a bit of my dignity...More It is to keep the reputation of Changtian Sword Sect and Haoran Immortal Mansion......"

Yan Lin's voice was hoarse, but his words were serious.

He didn't want to die, and he didn't want to die, but if he was alive and would fall into such a humiliating situation, it would be better to die.

It's just that he has been sealed at this time, otherwise, why bother others.

However, he wasn't sure whether Shiyuan would agree... After all, he was his legitimate apprentice now.

In the silent room, the emotion of silence was spreading. Yan Lin gritted his teeth and waited for Shi Yuan's answer. After a while, he heard the voice.

"As a teacher, I will never kill you..."

Yan Lin was taken aback.

as a teacher...

This was the first time he called himself that.