refuse to be a teacher

The huge Zhu Xiao Zhuang did not fall into chaos because of the three people who quickly ignited their fighting spirit.On the complete opposite, it was still a little terrifyingly quiet.

Ren Suiqian is middle-aged, although he looks ordinary, he is by no means an ordinary passer-by.Everyone here is willing to call him "boss" respectfully, there must be a certain reason.

His kung fu like a drunken dancer does not know who came from it, swaying back and forth, unrealistic, so that people can't figure it out.However, it was that loose and weak palm wind that forcibly took down a powerful punch from the pillow.Immediately afterwards, the left and right hands were hung up at the same time, and a circular airflow was cut in midair, directly meeting the green-clothed woman who raised the dagger from behind the pillow.

The woman in the emerald green shirt probably didn't expect Ren Suiqian to come out like this, she hurriedly struggled to change her attack, but was forced to crooked by the force like a huge wave, and retreated repeatedly holding the vulnerable dagger , and finally fell to the leisurely Xue Lanyin who was at the side.

Ren Suiqian felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and shouted loudly towards the top of the attic: "Young man, be careful!"

"Huh?" Xue Lan turned her head to the side, and was about to wonder what happened, when she happened to meet the uncontrollable hands of the green-shirted woman.

Those hands are nothing important, they are white and smooth, and seem to have the unique fragrance of northern women.It's just that the dagger tightly clasped in his hand is obviously not so friendly.

Xue Lan took a closer look, and saw that the tip of the knife that was flickering with cold light was still facing her.He didn't have time to react, so he subconsciously supported the heavy and cold long sword in his arms with both hands.

It was a sword brought out from the Liashui bamboo grove, its whole body was white, the sheath was like a spring snow bath, and an indigo tassel was wrapped around the handle, which looked old.Because Xue Lan has never been good at swordsmanship, she doesn't like to use swords on weekdays.It just stood quietly in the corner of the room, and no one went up to touch it.The only time Xue Lan used it for the first time was when Yan Yao was in retreat, holding it and cutting a few pieces of watermelon.

The second time I used it, I drew the sword out of its sheath in this thought, and stumbled towards the dagger in the green-shirted woman's hand.Because Xue Lan couldn't control his strength, when he drew out the sword, the swift and sharp blade quickly cut a long and thin wound in his palm.

But for a moment, the dazzling white light almost stung the eyes of everyone present.The long sword seemed to be alive, struggling, trembling, raised the blade, and quickly swung a scorching sword light in the air.After hearing a clanging sound, the dagger in the woman's hand was split waist-high and split into two, and she herself was blown out, fell to the attic like a kite, and staggered into the pillow. in the arms.

Xue Lanyin never thought that this seemingly ordinary long sword could have such great power.At the same time, hundreds of pairs of eyes from Zhu Xiao Zhuang had all cast terrified and strange gazes at him.

One second, they were sitting in chairs calmly watching Ren Suiqian fight with the two outsiders from the Northern Territory, and in the next second, all their attention was shifted to Xue Lanyin without any deviation.

"That's the Ya Ling Sword." Soon, someone broke the silence and whispered in a trembling voice, "I'm not mistaken, then... it really is the Ya Ling Sword."

Xue Lan was startled, and tightly held the hilt of the sword in her hand.

"That's Yan Jue's sword. At the beginning, he used this sword...to kill more than a hundred people from Lingtai."

It's not... is it?He, Xue Lan, just took a sword for self-defense before going out, but it was so easy...to get shot?

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Xue Lanyin's forehead. He frowned, and tried to put the long sword that was about to move back into its sheath, but it was disobedient, as if it was sloppy, no matter how he stabbed it to death, it just Refuse to submit obediently.

His palm was still bleeding, and it was burning and painful.This vicious sword does not distinguish between enemy and friend, and can easily cut even acquaintances.His mind was in a mess, and he didn't know how to get out of the siege for a while, but Ren Suiqian, who had hurt someone with his palm, knew the current affairs, jumped in front of Xue Lanyin, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, this sword... you Where did it come from?"

Xue Lan swallowed because he wanted to say that he stole the sword, but when he lowered his head slightly, he paused for a while, facing the cold and deep gaze of the woman in emerald green robe ten feet away, like a poisonous snake. Finally, he raised his lips and said with a smile: "Guess."

His voice was as clear as a spring, and matched with the clear and green facial features of that young man, it sounded a bit playful.

The next moment, Zhuxiao Manor, which was originally quiet and seemingly deserted, became a pot of boiling porridge.No one cared about Jielong Yin and the pair of Baiwu men and women who came to make trouble, and no one cared about who won or lost in the scuffle just now. Everyone took out their weapons and pointed at the attic Above, no one has deviated.

"However, among those who have been in the arena for a few years, there are not many who do not know Yan Jue. Even if they don't know him personally, they should know this Ya Ling sword that slaughtered the entire Lingtai Yijian sect."

"Yaling Sword is a murderous sword, and there are thousands of dead souls under it. No matter who you are Yan Jue, as long as you hold this murderous sword in your hand, you should be buried here together with it."

"Yan Jue is a sinner. If you are holding his sword right now, you are no different from him."

……

The sound below the attic was like the tide, and Xue Lanyin on the attic held the long sword in his hand tightly, and did not take a step back because of it.

He admits that he didn't learn anything from Yan Jue, and he hasn't seen him many times in the past 16 years, but he has never regarded Yan Jue as a heinous sinner.

Who doesn't have a time when they were young and frivolous?Xue Lan thought, at least when he was living in the Liashui Bamboo Forest, Yan Jue was as quiet as an iceberg, what kind of monster is someone who doesn't leave the gate and doesn't step in?

Therefore, without blinking, Xue Lan said without blinking, "My master has been in seclusion for nearly 16 years, and he has long been far away from right and wrong. If you insist on calling this sword a murderous sword, how dare you ask the fellows in your hands? Which one is not stained with meat?"

He thought that what he said was not unreasonable, but it was a pity that no one listened to the second half of the merciless questioning, but because of the "Master", he instantly looked at each other in horror, as if he had seen a ghost, showing horror expression.

Ren Suiqian, who was so calm and unshakeable, couldn't help froze his face, and asked him again with great difficulty: "What did you say? Yan Jue is your master?"

"Yes." Xue Lan said, "He is indeed my master."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Suiqian shook his head, he didn't know whether to sigh or said pitifully: "Young man, this is the end, don't blame Ren for being ruthless."

Seeing that his expression was different, Xue Lan immediately vigilantly held the long sword in his hand, which was as white as the day, and reluctantly said: "What are you doing? I can't control this sword. If you insist on coming over and accidentally hurt you, you can still Do you want to blame it for being a fierce sword?"

Ren Suiqian smiled, and said in a cold voice: "Yan bullied this man for his heinous crimes, and everyone will punish him. If you worship him as a teacher, you are helping the evildoers, and you must not be forgiven lightly!"

As soon as his sonorous and powerful words fell to the ground, he quickly inspired a large group of onlookers who were timid and did not dare to step forward.It's not so much that they are jealous, it's better to say that they don't like to watch the excitement too much. Seeing that Xue Lan is just a young man who has not yet reached the weak crown, they are more and more enthusiastic about coaxing.

And the two Baiwu people from the Northern Territory didn't seem to intend to participate in the sudden chaos, they just stared at Xue Lan's sword as white as new snow with some guard, and didn't say a word for a long time.

At this time, Xue Lan felt that she was holding a hot potato.

He thought, when he chopped watermelons with the Ya Ling sword, why didn't he see it show its power?At this moment, when everyone was shouting and beating, it seemed to have lost its temper, and it couldn't even take it back smoothly.

He collected himself, trying to calm himself down.However, the development of things often runs counter to the results that people wholeheartedly expect.He couldn't even hold the sword in his hand when the swirling air around him slammed past his defenseless profile.

There was a clear murderous intent in Ren Suiqian's eyes, as if Yan Jue had some blood feud with him that was unclear.However, Xue Lanyin's heart is empty. He stayed under Yan Jue's door and "dedicated" to practice for many years. In fact, every day besides traveling in the mountains and rivers, he was fishing and picking peaches. He can't even swing the simplest sword moves properly.

Because Xue Lan couldn't hold the sword, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and lifted the blade body that was neighing like a beast, and it was touching the heavy palm wind that quickly gathered in Ren Suiqian's hand.

"You heartless little bastard, how dare you worship Yan and bully that devil as your master!"

"kill him……"

"Kill him!"

The people in the attic swarmed together aggressively, all of them held up their shiny weapons, and pronounced the final death sentence on Xue Lanyin.

——It's over, if he really dies in this ghost place, then he should be regarded as ashamed and thrown at home.Xue Lan was standing crookedly on the edge of the railing, her eyes were full of Ren Suiqian's palms embedded with blades, and the light wind that passed her ears was burned hot by the surging internal force, so she retreated a few feet away , the internal organs were burned to a dull pain.

But at the moment when the sword and the palm collided, the twisted and fluttering airflow around suddenly split a hideous slit, almost beyond everyone's expectation, a snow-white figure entered from the gate, and walked quickly. Stepping forward, one flew up to the front of the attic, and then firmly clasped Xue Lanyin's trembling wrists.

Immediately afterwards, he used his kung fu to cast a spell, and put his two fingers together to touch the body of Shang Yaling's sword, and followed the dazzling white light downwards, and sent it back to the scabbard in a ruthless and accurate manner.In the next moment, he pinched Xue Lanyin's arm and twirled it, abruptly pulling him back from Ren Suiqian's swift and violent palm force, turning his fingers into sharp edges, and pointing him up with all his strength.

It's a pity that Xue Lan was dragged far away by someone violently, and before she could see what happened, the Ya Ling sword, who had just been disobedient, was directly pushed back into the scabbard, and any of the palms swung in front Sui Qian, on the other hand, staggered and took a few steps backwards, barely standing still with the aid of the rickety tables and chairs under the attic.

The visitor was wearing a plain light shirt, with a piece of simple sapphire tied around his waist, and the warm water pattern on the cuffs spread to his shoulders, which made his back straight and slender, thin but not lacking in strength.

The phoenix eyes are cold, and frost is engraved between the brows.At first glance, I thought it was a majestic young man with a jade face, but his shoulder-length white hair made others hesitate.

"...You bastard." The man lowered his voice, reprimanded Xue Lanyin with a hint of anger, "Stay in peace, and I'll deal with you later."

Due to a lump in her throat, Xue Lan stared blankly at the strands of silver flying up in the wind, and couldn't help but blurt out: "Master...Master?"

——That's right, it was Yan Jue without a doubt.

He was endowed with talent in his early years, and he cultivated a superb swordsmanship, and soon stood out among his peers.It's a pity that he fell into evil ways afterward, learned the forbidden technique and his face was not old, but he lost half his life in the scuffle with the Lingtai Yijian Sect, and his black hair turned into snow white.

Seeing this suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.No one expected that at this juncture, they would still be able to run into Ya Lingjian's rightful master.It was Ren Suiqian who came back to his senses first, clutching the palm of his hand that had been almost paralyzed by Yan Jue's pointing, coughed lightly twice, and said seemingly meaninglessly: "...I am someone who dares to risk his life to stop me. One slap, I never expected to recruit you here. It's a pity that our poor village of Zhuxiaozhuang is also small, and we really can't afford your big Buddha!"

The meaning of his words was clear, obviously he did not welcome this unexpected guest who fell from the sky.Even so, the dozens of people inside and outside the hall were still a little panicked by Yan Jue's sudden appearance.

And Yan Jue himself is probably used to such scenes, he turned around without saying a word, picked up Xue Lanyin by the collar, hung the whole thing on his shoulders, and didn't look back. Responding to Ren Suiqian, he said: "It's affordable, but I have to kowtow three times beforehand."

Yan Jue's voice was low and deep, faintly resounding in Xue Lanyin's ears, until his entire scalp was slightly numb.Because it was the first time that Xue Lan was carried in the air like a doll, she looked down at the densely packed crowd of turbulent gazes below the attic, and suddenly felt ashamed. "

"To shut up."

Before he could finish half a sentence in one breath, his body was already flying lightly.Yan Jue didn't intend to get entangled with the idlers in Zhuxiaozhuang. He dragged the Ya Ling sword that had just been unsheathed with one hand, and supported Xue Lanyin's crumbling body with the other. Without saying a word, he stepped on the room Liang slid out from the gap in the roof, leaving only the lively and overwhelmed theatergoers in the house. Now that they saw the real murderer, they were so frightened that they couldn't even utter a word.

Yan Jue walked quickly and anxiously, his hands used all his strength, and they happened to get stuck on Xue Lanyin's back, causing him a vague pain.

It's not like his style of doing things, not at all.Xue Lan lay on Yan Jue's back nervously, and said with a faint nasal voice: "Master, where are you going?"

Yan Jue didn't speak, and the pace of the soles of his feet didn't stop.

Xue Lan just thought he was not angry, and said: "Master, you are not going to retreat anymore? Is it important?"

Yan Jue still ignored him, but the veins on his forehead gradually rose.

Xue Lan became more courageous as she became frustrated, so she continued: "Master, everyone in the room is scolding you, why don't you beat me back?"

This time, Yan Jue was completely angered by him.The steps under his feet stopped suddenly, and he suddenly looked sideways at the unrepentant man on his back and said coldly: "Xue Xiaomao, have you grown up? How dare you come out and mess around alone before your hair is fully grown?"

Xue Lan couldn't make a sound after being blocked for a long time because of her eyelids twitching.He is most afraid that others will call him Xue Xiaomao, that is a small soil name that someone sewed on his bellyband.

Seeing that he was so sad and speechless, Yan Jue sneered, grabbed his collar and continued: "Do you know what Ren Suiqian from Zhuxiaozhuang does? Go straight up and recruit him if you have the guts." Mess with him, do you think your life is not long enough?" After a pause, he took back the Yachen sword in Xue Lanyin's hand, frowned and said: "I obviously set up a barrier outside the bamboo forest, how did you break it? came out, huh?"

Hearing that his anger gradually turned into doubts, Xue Lan got excited immediately, and Li Yu leaned up to him and said, "Master, let me put it down, and I will tell you."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Jue grabbed the corner of Xue Lanyin's clothes and lifted it off for him.I don't know which family's roof it stopped on. The rough and cracked thick tiles under him made Xue Lan's bones ache.

Yan Jue stood condescendingly in front of him, his eyes were like knives cutting: "Say."

Because Xue Lan coughed twice, she knew in her heart that Master Master has always had a bad temper, so she deliberately lowered her voice, blinked her eyes pretending to be docile, and said: "Last time I watched the old lady at the opposite door go out to buy vegetables. The technique, so I tried it out, but I didn't know that it happened to hit the right side... Hiss!"

"Okay, don't try it, I'll learn something sneaky all day long." Yan Jue grabbed the hilt of his sword and knocked on his numb hole, but didn't use much strength, neither light nor heavy, as if he was scratching an itch.

Xue Lan smiled at him with a shy face: "Master... I am self-taught, doesn't this give you face?"

"Long face? You're playing with fire." Yan Jue bent down to take a closer look at him, frowned, took his blood-stained palm over, and asked in a calm voice: "...what's wrong with your hand? Made it?"

Xue Lan glanced at the Ya Ling sword, and Yan Jue felt overwhelmed, his face darkened, and Xu raised his hand to beat him, but stopped halfway through the movement, and slipped out of his sleeve without saying a word. Take out a handkerchief to bandage him.

"Your cultivation base is too low to use this sword at all." Yan said bullyingly, "Don't try to be brave next time, it will not be worth the loss if you hurt yourself."

Yan Jue's big hands were slender and powerful, with well-defined joints.Xue Lanyin's palm rubbed half of the snow-white cuffs, making it slightly itchy.He had a lot of things in his mind, and he didn't hear what Yan Jue was saying, so he asked indiscriminately: "The people in Zhuxiaozhuang said that Yaling Sword is a fierce sword, but I haven't seen you use it to chop everywhere. People. Master, everyone in Jianghu said that you are not to be punished... In fact, is that really the case?"