refuse to be a teacher

"Young Master Xue is a smart man."

An unusually stern face under the black veil seemed to undeniably draw its lips upwards.The smile was obvious, but it didn't easily show the inner truth to others.

Xue Erjin couldn't see his facial features clearly, but he was so disgusted with that frivolous smile, through a thick layer of black veil, the aversion to cold came over his face, which made people tired, and also had an unspeakable impatience. meaning.

"Don't be tricky." He frowned, and urged impatiently, "The man is in your hands, I know——If you want to say something, just speak."

The man paused, and quickly responded: "Those letters sent out every month..."

Xue Erjin said: "You sent someone to hand it to me, I guessed it."

The man smiled and said: "It seems that you know everything, so I don't need to say more."

"Just tell me why this square ring appeared in your hand." Xue Erjin closed her eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You listen to the stage and one sword sect, and on the surface, you only imprison me alone. In fact, behind the scenes, there is still one person secretly kept as a sharp weapon against the various sects in the future?"

"No, you guessed wrong on this point." The man shook his hand, and said in a calm voice, "The man is indeed in my hands, but when it comes to this matter, it has nothing to do with the head of Mo himself ..."

The words were not finished yet, but he heard the sound of wind passing by, the man raised his arms and slashed his hands, just in time to catch Xue Erjin's fierce attack, then flipped his elbow neatly, pressing the tough wrist bone into his palm Pushing down, turning around, buckling and flicking, the pressure was almost indestructible in an instant.

"I advise you, don't think about doing it here." The man put up a finger, lightly but firmly, and silently pressed it against the shining gilt square ring between Xueer's fingers, rubbed it for a moment, and said The line is still sparse as usual, "not to mention the gathering of masters at the foot of Lingtai Mountain, there are a large group of foreign figures living in Guli Town with ulterior motives, once they smell a little bit of aura related to the living sword clan... What will happen to you? I should know better than anyone else.”

Xue Erjin's eyes were scarlet, and the long wound that had been deliberately cut on her forearm was gradually opening again: "...I have never been afraid of death."

"You don't have to be afraid of death." The man's words were stern, and his voice was as heavy as black iron, "but...'he' was afraid, and he was afraid thoroughly."

Hearing this, Xue Erjin's whole body was full of boiling blood, as if someone had suddenly poured a basin of cold water, from the beginning to the end, it quickly fell to the abyss-like dryness and extreme cold.

His throat was throbbing, and there was an indescribable hatred in his eyes, but his voice trembled slightly, as if he was really cold, and he couldn't find anything to support him for a while.

"……What do you want to do?"

He asked like this, but he didn't get an answer for a long time.

The man in black was covered with a thick long veil, and his eyes were really covered with a wisp of mist, dark and heavy, which made people feel fearful for no reason.

"I don't want to do anything, and I don't have any other intentions." He said, "Your brother is not doing badly in my hands. The best conditions and treatment are enough to protect him for the rest of his life... It's just that he has nothing to do with you. In the same way, if you cover the sky and block out the sun, and stay in a square inch cage day and night, you will not be free in this life."

"Coincidentally...he is not tired of this kind of life. Your elder brother is far more docile and orderly than yourself. Since he likes peace, I will give him long-term peace-after all, he is a contented and happy person, even if In a cage and chains all over the place, he can also live without complaints or regrets, and indulge in peace and comfort here."

Xue Er's eyes were astringent, and then he asked him in a deep voice: "Then why do you keep him? Don't tell me, you are curious about the living sword people, so you keep him by your side day and night, just to check his every move? "

"I don't have so much free time to study how a lowly wild dog survives in the world." The man spread his hands, sneered under Xue Erjin's obviously clenched fists, and then responded casually , "My purpose is very simple - to trap him, as the only condition in the world that can coerce you, order you to draw blood, and suppress all hidden dangers and chaos that are about to arise in the outside world..."

The man paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xue Erjin, looking at his aggrieved face that suddenly turned livid but completely irresistible, he just found it interesting, excitingly interesting.So he said again: "...You can rest assured, Sect Leader Mo doesn't want to hurt your life, and I will not go against his wishes privately and make things difficult for your brothers."

Xue Erjin said: "I don't believe what you 'reputable' say, and I don't intend to believe it."

"No, I'm a real person. I can pretend to have fame and fortune in my eyes, so I can't tolerate any other things that are obtrusive." The man raised his jaw slightly, and the sharp edges and corners looked like a long-sharpened cream from the side. Dao, "I have stayed on Lingtai Mountain for four full years. I am eager to claim credit and take power, but if I just persist in doing trivial and meaningless things, I will not be able to catch the eyes of my senior brother."

Xue Erjin didn't speak, and didn't want to look at him.

"You only need to help this time and let everyone know that I am the one who finally persuaded you to voluntarily provide living blood."

The man's sea-like eyes showed no emotional ups and downs, only the slightly pursed thin lips under the black veil raised up intentionally or unintentionally, forming a haughty and unspeakable arc, "In this way, your brother will be able to save his life." , live a stable life, you - you can also return to the bottom of Xinxin Valley, and receive a letter from him every month as you wish, in order to repay your safety... how about it?"

——It's just... a joke.

That's ridiculous, what the hell is he talking about?

Eager to claim credit, eager to take power?

Xue Erjin still remembered his expression at that time.ridicule?disdain?However, what revealed more was a kind of bewilderment towards his mentality.

He wanted to climb higher, so he used all means to do things against Mo Fuqiu's wishes.

Privately imprisoning the living sword clansmen, in the turbulent Southern Region at that time, was undoubtedly a felony enough to cause fear—everyone wanted something, but everyone dared not stretch out their hands to get it, so an unwritten rule was established. According to the rules, the people of the living sword tribe were put under house arrest in the bottom of Xinxin valley defended by 49 barriers.

And now standing in front of him is an ordinary man with no name and no surname. He has nothing but wants a lot in his heart, so he has the courage to say to Xue Erjin brazenly——

There is also a living sword clansman in my hand.

If you want him to survive, you must follow my instructions and take blood to share among the people, so as to demonstrate my merit.

absurd!

Xue Erjin turned around with a flick of her sleeves, simply not wanting to show any expressions of anger or hatred.

However, the person behind him was relentless, raised his voice, and said very clearly: "...I know you have always been self-respecting and ruthless. It's a trivial matter."

Xue Erjin didn't turn her head to pay attention to him, but walked back deliberately.At that time, he was depressed and agitated, and he had no intention of entanglement with others. The only thing he had a clear mind was that he wanted to use the unhealed wound in his hand to kill him once and for all.

"Xue Erjin."

"...Xue Erjin."

The man behind him called him twice in succession.The second time, he seemed to be smiling, his voice was hoarse, and there was a harsh and broken ending: "I know, there is another person at the bottom of Xixin Valley - full of sin, omnipotent. You Is it thinking that with him as your backer in the future, it doesn't matter whether your elder brother lives or dies?"

The forward steps suddenly stopped.Xue Erjin took a deep breath, but still turned his back to him, reluctantly said: "You say so much, you just want me to agree, obediently be a live fish on the chopping board, and let others kill you."

The man neither nodded nor denied.So calm, calm to the end.

"...That's all, I promise you."

In another dark angle that he couldn't foresee, Xue Erjin tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and agreed to him seemingly without any complaints, "As long as I voluntarily give out the living blood, and my brother is in your hands, I will be sure." Will it be all right?"

"Yes."

"That's fine too."

That couldn't be better.

Xue Erjin's face was as cold as a tide, and in that thin voice that remained the same as before, some strange surging emotions were constantly growing and spreading, and finally, silently clenched the entire ferocious heart gradually.

What does taking blood mean to a living sword clansman?

It meant that he was able to traumatize himself unscrupulously under the watchful eyes of thousands of people, taking out a large amount of ferocious blood that no one could suppress.

As for whether those living blood will be used as a gift or used to kill evil, the control is in his own hands, and no one can decide for him.

So at that time, Xue Erjin made a decision that no one expected—he apparently agreed to the unreasonable request made by the man in black, but secretly planned and planned to use live blood to brutally kill the blood on the day of blood collection. The powerful and terrifying force forced him to tell the whereabouts of his brother.

——Then, humiliate it.

kill it.

All in one go.

Let everyone present see clearly at a glance that in the well-known Lingtai Yijian sect in the martial arts world, there are some kind of treacherous beasts hidden.

Therefore, after that day, Xue Erjin stayed at the foot of Lingtai Mountain for five full days.

Witnessing with his own eyes that Mo Fuqiu drew up the contract in front of him, under the eyes of the entire Guli town and outside, almost without any hesitation or resistance, he agreed to the matter of taking blood and dividing the crowd. A humiliating request.

As soon as the contract was issued, there was an uproar in the martial arts world.Nearly a hundred sects and clans have been thinking about it day and night, but the ancient bloodlines that they couldn't dream of, suddenly got the news that they want to carve up among the people, so they undoubtedly realized the delusions of many years, and their ambitious ambitions have taken root since then.

And what about Xue Erjin himself?On the surface, he still acted nonchalantly, and when the hour passed the next day, he went back to Xixin Valley, thinking about the agreement he had made with Yan Jue earlier.

He knew in his heart that if Yan bullied him, there would always be an irresolvable barrier.So some things, including his identity, origin, and past, even when the two of them seemed to be digging their hearts out, Yan Jue never let him know.

Xue Erjin 16 years ago is not as free and easy as Xue Erjin 16 years later.He is paranoid by nature, and also has a kind of sensitivity and low self-esteem that is hard for others to understand.

Therefore, after leaving Xixin Valley this time, he had always talked a lot, so he didn't choose to confess the truth to Yan Jue.On the one hand, he has selfish intentions, and believes that Yan Jue and him still have a grudge, since he deliberately conceals it, it is better to hide it from each other-but on the other hand, he is afraid that Yan Jue will be involved in right and wrong, and will be unanimously squeezed out by external forces. Coupled with the unclear attitude of the man in black, it was hard to imagine that he would do anything that would be unfavorable to Yan Hao secretly.

To put it bluntly, I want to protect.It's just unwillingness, and even that unwillingness is accompanied by most unspeakable hardships.

Such complicated and forbearing emotions, at the moment when they returned to Xixin Valley and met Yan Jue again, they couldn't restrain themselves after all, and broke the dike without reservation in front of him.

That was the first time he wanted to hold in the palm of his hand and take care of him for the rest of his life since he had been in this boundless four years!

However, the difference between them is too far.

One with long eyes, longing to go far and fly high, stepping on every inch of the colorful land under his feet - one is destined, born to toss and turn, just to be constantly transferred from one cage to another, and will never be free.

Does he like Yan Hao?

Undoubtedly, I like it.

But when he eagerly turned around to follow Yan Jue's footsteps, in those clear and thin eyes, he saw the obvious alienation and escape.

From then on, Xue Erjin's originally dark world could no longer ignite even an inch and a half of a tiny light.