refuse to be a teacher

"If you want to kill a living sword clansman completely and without error, what you need is not speed...but not leaving a piece of armor behind."

"How you treated me at the beginning, now I will do exactly the same, and I will give it back to you together."

A raging fire ignited to cover the sky and cover the ground, and there were hidden spots of ice and snow that melted into water stains, as well as countless dead branches and leaves that fell to the ground and buried.

Xue Lanyin was standing not far from the fire, holding his master with one hand, and raised the other hand slightly, and threw the blood-stained head inward.

After a while, only a few soft crackling sounds were heard, and the human head and the fierce and violent fire quickly merged into one.

"Actually, when the living swordsmen really die, they don't need a coffin at all."

The fire that continued to burn in the center of the snowfield had a tendency to weaken.

Xue Lan clasped Yan Jue with both hands, and said to him as if he was serious, but also half-joking: "Most of our clansmen died tragically in the process of fleeing because of different heads. There is no complete set of clothes. The body, the wound cannot heal quickly, and as time goes by, the time for the limb torn is too long, and the person dies like this.”

Yan Jue remained silent, his pitch-black eyes glowing in a daze with the flames.

Xue Lan reached out to hold him, and walked step by step to the side of the unburned body from the pillow, bent down and squatted down slowly.

Yan Jue didn't speak for a long time, but now he couldn't help asking him: "...What are you doing?"

But seeing Xue Lan go out, rummaging through the inside of the thick pillow gauze, after a long while, he took out a heavy brocade bag from his extremely tightly wrapped inner lapel .

The bottom of the bag is moist and sticky red.

The master and the apprentice looked at each other, Xue Lan put the thing in his hand and weighed it twice, and after a while, he hooked his hands and threw it, and threw the bag and others into the firewood pile, where it burned instantly There was a crackling noise.

Yan Jue's face turned blue in an instant: "You—"

"I know, it's the Jielong Seal inside."

Xue Lan said unhurriedly: "It's okay to burn it, just stop thinking about it."

Yan Jue moved his lips, wanting to say something, but Xue Lanyin sighed, as if he was talking to Yan Jue, or to the pillow that was completely burned in the fire: "I said earlier, live The Sword Clan...doesn't exist anymore."

"When my brother and I fled to the Central Plains back then, there were only a dozen or so people around us. After that, some died, some scattered, and those who have survived until now, there are not many left."

"What are you talking about to unlock the mother-child Gu, and look for the so-called authentic living sword... It's really stupid. An ancient tribe that has been destroyed for nearly a hundred years, there are only a handful of clan members who have survived to this day, so why talk about the authentic work, what hometown... ..."

"It's all fake... It's just an illusion deliberately created by the Baiwu people in order to exaggerate the actual suppressive power of Jielongyin inside and outside of Central Earth."

"Some people know it clearly in their hearts, but they still fight desperately, run to grab it... Aren't they the ones who are defeated by all their efforts in the end?"

Suddenly a gust of wind came, blowing the fire that had ignited in the center of the snow even more intense.

The body that was broken from the pillow rolled, convulsed, and struggled in the raging fire—the scorching hot blood couldn't hold back, and the cracked and torn wounds from the whole body kept pouring out. The snow-white ground under his feet was soaked into a deep red.

Along with the remnant body, there was also a twisted human skin covered with silky lines in the deepest part of the fire.

Xue Lanyin didn't even open the brocade bag for a closer look.

Since its first appearance, the Jielong Seal has been handed down all the way to the present, and people have gradually cast a fierce shadow on it.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with what I said from the pillow. It is just a way for a tribe to unite its people when it is desperate to be on the verge of extinction.

And most people, in order to take the few remaining living sword clansmen as their own, they adopt more bloody and brutal methods, arbitrarily distorting the true meaning of mother-child Gu.

"But what's the use of getting the Jielong Seal in the end?" Xue Lan sighed helplessly. What can there be...?"

He asked like this, but unfortunately, at this moment, no one gave him a half-answer.

Countless past events and grievances were burnt inch by inch along with this turbulent fire.

Because Xue Lan lowered his head slightly, Yan Jue still stood silently beside him, looking at the brilliant flames in the sky, and did not speak for a long time.

Xue Lan gave a bitter smile, and quietly went to put his arms around his shoulders: "Master, let's go home."

Only then did Yan Jue turn his head, the long eyelashes under the black shattered hair trembled, unable to cover a pair of wet and red eyes.

Xue Lanyin stretched out her hand, silently wiped Yan Jue's pale and thin cheeks, rubbed it lightly twice, and said: "...I said I would marry you, and I won't break my promise."

Yan Jue raised his head and looked at him, but he couldn't bear to blink.

It seemed as if the person in front of him would disappear instantly with just one breath—he didn’t dare to move rashly, or even make a sound easily, so he could only try his best to open his eyes, imprinting the still clear face of his lover into the bottom of his heart, all the way deeply Into the bone marrow, never forget each other.

Seeing his appearance, Xue Lan finally couldn't help bending her thin lips, and let out a low laugh.With red eyes, he hugged Yan Jue tightly again, and said lovingly and distressedly: "...fool."

Yan Jue's whole body was cold, but the man holding him was as hot as fire.

——Warm skin, and steady and powerful heartbeat.

Yan Jue put his side face on Xue Lanyin's chest, until he finally took a deep breath, Fang seemed to regain consciousness, slowly stretched out his hand, and carefully encircled him little by little.

This feeling of worrying about gains and losses lasted until the way home later.

Xue Lanyin led his master and walked slowly all the way to the small courtyard where they lived.

——During the period, Yan Jue remained silent. No matter what Xue Lanyin said or did next to him, Yan Jue seemed to treat him as if he didn't exist, his expression was numb, and his steps were even more unspeakably stagnant.

Xue Lanyin: "Master."

"Master..."

"Master...you can see if I'm alright, Master."

Hearing this, Yan Jue was finally willing to tilt his head, and looked Xue Lanyin carefully from head to toe.

——He was not fully injured, and there were still obvious reddish-brown scars on his forehead and even the extremely fragile parts of the back of his neck.

These were all destructive wounds torn from the pillow with bare hands, and it was impossible to heal easily at all.

What's more, the tragic scene where Xue Lan turned into a pile of bones was witnessed by Yan Jue at that time.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, Yan Jue felt that he was crazy, or that he had walked into a beautiful and illusory dream again and failed to come out.

Xue Lan also felt that she was going crazy, because no matter what he blew into Yan Jue's ear or babbled, his master, a fool like a woodcarving, would not respond in any real way except for moving his eyes occasionally.

"Master, are you angry?"

"Master, hit me, you can do anything."

"Master, don't you want to listen to me?"

When the two walked to the gate of the courtyard along the way, Xue Lan couldn't bear it any longer. She stopped, turned around and pressed Yan Jue against the door, and said seriously: "If you ignore me again, I... I will... "

Yan Jue's brows trembled, and he looked at him with dark and shining eyes, but he just refused to blink.

So Xue Lan bowed her head and leaned closer, and she couldn't help but open her mouth to catch Yan Kai's slightly trembling eyelid.

——At that time, the night when the first snow melted, the ground was covered with damp and cold.

Xue Lanyin's eyes under her lips were warm and bitter, with a hint of loneliness and saltiness.

When they parted, Xue Lan held Yan Jue's cheeks with both hands, and whispered in his ear: "...I'm back, I'm really back. If you don't believe me, you can kiss and see."

One of Yan Jue's eyes was red and swollen from being pecked by him. At this time, he just turned his head to avoid the gap, but only for a moment, Xue Lan was arrested because he didn't move.

He said: "I know I was wrong, Master... or Yu, I will definitely listen to you in the future."

After finishing speaking, he stepped forward again, rushing to kiss Yan Bully's other eyelid.The two stood side by side in front of the courtyard gate, one was busy bowing his head, the other was busy dodging, Xue Lanyin suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Jue firmly into his arms, when there happened to be a soft crackling sound in his ears, A paper lantern rolled down to the ground in response, the young couple turned their heads at the same time, and saw that fellow Cheng Bi was standing dryly behind the door, with a pair of round eyes staring as big as copper bells, wishing they could get out of their sockets on the spot. Roll out.

Behind him, who were equally astonished and somewhat terrified, were Yun Qiao and Yun Pan who had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, and Yi Shangxian who was holding a sword at the end and was making a costume.

——Obviously, Yue Mo saw that Yan Jue hadn't returned at night, so he was ready to go out to find someone.

But it was a coincidence that Yan Jue not only came back, but also brought a lively Xue Lanyin beside him.

That's right, it's really Xue Lanyin.

It was also the same Xue Lanyin who was smashed to pieces with blood from the pillow on Lingtai Mountain.

But right now Cheng Bi was standing not far from him, thinking that he had run into a ghost for a while.

In fact, speaking of it, it's really embarrassing for Yan Hao to be numb and drifting for a whole distance, and he still thinks that he is in a dream.

Later, Xue Lanyin explained it like this——

He said: "Although 17 years have passed in general, the power of the soul-sending curse that Master used at the beginning has not completely dissipated. In addition, since the pillow itself is arrogant and conceited, it left a whole set of bones when it killed me. It’s like giving me a chance to heal.”

"The regenerative ability of the Living Sword Clan...is it really that powerful?" At that time Cheng Bi stared at him in disbelief, and then asked over and over again, "Even if the head is in a different place, the blood is drained, and the whole body It is full of wounds, and there is no way to kill them... no, kill you?"

"Of course you will die if your body is decapitated... But as long as the bones are intact and there is no missing part, the flesh and blood are very likely to be regenerated. However, the reason why I survived the burning of live blood is entirely because of sending The temporary effect of the soul curse."

Xue Lan turned her gaze away, and then looked deeply into Yan Jue's eyes: "Human souls linger, but bones remain... The forbidden technique that master sacrificed his life to practice, completely changed my life twice."

Yi Shang heard the words so far, but waved his sleeves, and mocked in a cold voice: "It's pure luck that you accidentally saved your life! The soul-sending curse saved you once or twice, don't you still expect to go to the city?" Can I save you countless times in the future?"

"I know it's a fluke, and there won't be a third time in the future." Xue Lanyin said in a deep voice, "...Moreover, the pillow is already dead, and there are no bones left."

Hearing this, Yun Pan and Yun Qiao, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but sigh and sigh.

"Did...really die?" Yun Pan asked nervously, "This... not long ago, the Baiwu tribe sent a large number of people to track his whereabouts..."

Yun Qiao couldn't help but said with a complicated expression: "In the final analysis...that man also grew up with Sister Zhe Huan, so why did he die like this?"

"It's really dead." Xue Lan said, "There is no ashes left after the fire."

Seeing that the two Baiwu people were still chasing after each other to ask questions, Yi Shangxian suddenly turned around, and Youyou said solemnly: "...What about the Dragon Seal?"

Xue Lan paused for a moment, and quickly said lightly: "It's burned."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the room fell into silence.But seeing Yi Shangxian froze in place for more than a moment, Fu once again increased his volume and asked repeatedly: "You... what did you say?"

Xue Lan said, "It's burned."

"what?!"

This time, even Yun Pan and Yun Qiao stood up together, and said in an unbelievable way: "You...you burned the Jielong Seal!!"

Xue Lan said disapprovingly: "It's just a piece of human skin, it may not be very reliable to hold it in your hand, why are the two girls so persistent?"

"The Jielong Seal...is the supreme treasure of our Baiwu clan that only appears once in a hundred years, and you just burned it casually like this?" Yun Pan trembled, "This tells us to go back...how to ask the patriarch and Elders, tell me?"

Yun Pan was also terrified, and tearfully said with clenched fists beside him, "This is the end... If the patriarch intends to blame, who can bear it?"

After the endless chatter, the eyes of the two girls almost turned red. After a while, it was the long-silent Yan Jue who spoke for the first time, and said very plainly: "Even if the Jielong Seal has not been burned, it will be taken to Shouldn't there be an unprovoked dispute among the Baiwu tribe in the Northern Territory?"

The tears in Yunqiao's eyes hadn't dried yet, when she saw the beauty opened her golden mouth, she simply ignored it, and wanted to fall to her side like a delicate flower.Fortunately, Xue Lan snatched Master back behind her because of her sharp eyesight and quick hands, and You You said with a smile: "Yes, yes, the world will not be peaceful and peaceful if it has the Jielong Seal alive for a day. If your old patriarch really misses it Read it, wait another ten or a hundred years, won't you just happen to meet this thing in the world?"

Yun Qiao blushed, and immediately said angrily and annoyed: "You!!"

"Okay, there's nothing to argue about!"

Yi Shangxian yelled out loudly: "Now the Lingtai One Sword Sect is in crisis, and the southern region is even more chaotic. If you Baiwu people in the northern region don't want to wade into this muddy water, you can deal with it." If you don’t hear about it, if you pretend you don’t know it, you will be able to keep it safe for a while.”

Yun Pan's eyebrows were slightly lowered, but he still hesitated and said: "But..."

"If your patriarch wants to get to the bottom of it afterward, it's just to find trouble for the master and apprentice." Yi Shangxian raised his hand and said to Xue Yan, "Anyway, whether the Jielong Seal is burned or not has nothing to do with me. Relationship—even if he really commits a big taboo, it will be borne by him surnamed Xue."

Yun Pan moved her lips, and was about to say something, but Xue Lan made a deep bow to Yi Shangxian because she had already clasped her fists and still looked cynical. I don't know if I have the ability to take on such a big task——tomorrow morning, I plan to leave and take Master back to the bamboo forest to retire."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head again, and said to Yun Pan and Yun Qiao, "If Elder Patriarch Yun has any needs at that time, you don't have to be polite, just come and find my uncle."

Just after saying this, Yi Shangxian's face turned cold, but he didn't know whether it was joy or anger.He squinted at Xue Lanyin, then at Yan Jue who was motionless in his arms, and after a while, he finally shouted in a cold voice:

"You don't need tomorrow morning, just get out tonight!"

——However, having said that, at the time of Haihai that day, it started to snow again, and everyone was crowded in a small courtyard, unable to go anywhere, so they barely made do for the night.

The next morning, before dawn, Xue Lan got up early and brought a thin horse, while Yan Jue, wearing a fox fur cotton robe, was supported by his apprentices, and carefully jumped onto the horse's back.

Xue Lanyin raised her head and asked him softly: "Is it true that you just left without saying hello?"

Yan Jue glanced at him and said, "No need, didn't you already say that last night?"

Xue Lan stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "You are finally willing to talk to me after a whole night."

Yan Jue: "..."

Xue Lanyin leaned forward, took his hand and said, "Are you angry with me and don't want to talk to me?"

Yan Jue sat on the horse and pulled the fox fur tightly: "...No."

"Actually, the things you said to me when you stuck to the coffin in those few days, I..."

Just halfway through the conversation, there was a creaking sound in front of the door—it was Cheng Fang who came out tremblingly, and when he saw their outfits, he immediately panicked, leaned on the fence and shouted: "Uncle, Senior Brother Xue... ... so early, where are you going?"

Xue Lan turned around just now, and saw him standing alone at the gate of the small courtyard, holding a paper lantern in his frozen red hand, looking aggrieved, very bitter and pitiful.

After thinking for a while, he still said to him: "Master's injury is not healed, I want to take him to the city as soon as possible, and find a better doctor to treat him."

Cheng Bi asked: "Then... will you come back?"

Xue Lan smiled, and after a while, she shook her head lightly and said, "I won't come back, so I can't keep causing trouble to Master."

"No...don't bother, master is getting old, and the master is not here..." Cheng Bi hurriedly explained, "He likes to be lively, but he just keeps his mouth shut."

"That's fine." Xue Lan was still smiling, smiling contentedly, "When I get married in the future, just invite him to the wedding wine."

Cheng Bi was taken aback for a moment, and then asked in a daze, "... who are you marrying?"

Because Xue Lan stopped talking, she raised her hand and slapped him on the forehead, then turned around, and hurried away, leaving Cheng Bi standing there alone, and after a long, long time, she looked at the road on the horse's back. The gentle and quiet shadow gradually regained consciousness.

The sky is full of snow, and the cold wind howls like a knife.A long road outside the courtyard is straight and narrow, as if to pass through the continuous forest in the distance, and reach the mountain top where the sun rises and sets.

Xue Lan swaggered back to Yan Jue's side, turned over, and easily jumped behind him to sit firmly.

At that time Yan Jue asked him: "What did you tell Cheng Bi?"

Xue Lan took the man into his arms as soon as he pulled the rein: "If you are not angry with me, I will tell you."

Yan Jue said helplessly: "...I am not angry with you."

Xue Lan said: "Then why don't you talk to me?"

The two rode a skinny horse together, swaying slowly on the path. The snow had stopped at that time, but the ground was not yet dry.Yan Jue huddled in the fox fur. He didn't know if it was cold or for some other reason. With his back to Xue Lanyin, he said slowly, "I'm not used to it."

Xue Lan asked again: "Why are you not used to it?"

Yan Jue said flatly, "I always thought you were dead..."

"I was wrong, Master." Xue Lan leaned over and kissed his fingers, coaxing softly, "How can I break my promise to you?"

Before Yan Jue could continue to say anything, Xue Lanyin had already tilted her head and put her head next to his ear and said, "Although it's past the Lantern Festival, it's not too late to eat glutinous rice balls - Master will give you whatever you want and whatever you want." you buy it."

"After you recover from your injury, we are not in a hurry to go back. We will take you to another place to take a look and relax. You can go wherever you like."

"I listen to you...whatever you say is what you say."

Yan Jue was worn out by him until his whole body went limp, and finally he couldn't stand it any longer, and began to surrender in a low voice: "Got it... I got it, you... You give me time to slow down, or I..."

Xue Lan rushed up like a cat, without saying a word, opened her mouth slightly again, and gently held his eyelids.

Yan Jue: "..."

It was not long before the beginning of spring, the ice and snow had just melted, and the horseshoes ran non-stop, stepping across the wet and muddy ground in a hurry, leaving a long series of fragmented marks after a while.

How did the master and apprentice go when they went, and when they returned, they had nothing and returned empty-handed.

However, because Xue Lan thought that she had picked up a lot of good things, she always looked high-spirited for the long way back.

"Master, I actually think...it's a little bit of a loss for us to come out." He raised the rein and pressed against Yan Hao's eyelids, muttering in a low voice, "I spent a lot of money. It got hurt all over again... From now on, I still have to live, I can't just patronize and fool around."

"...Xue Xiaomao."

There was helplessness in Yan Jue's voice, but at the same time there was a bit of obvious displeasure.

"What's the matter, daughter-in-law?"

"You talk as long as you talk, can you not mess with your relatives' eyes!"

"Hahaha, if you call me husband, I won't kiss you anymore!"

"..."

"Master, Master..."

"Why didn't Master speak?"

"Master, aren't you not angry with me?"

"...I'm angry now."