refuse to be a teacher

"It's rare that you still bother to remember these." Yan Jue's expression remained the same, as if the person standing in front of him now was not the master he hadn't seen in 16 years, but just a few strangers who had no thoughts.

Qin Huan squinted at his snow-white hair, paused, and seemed to want to say something, but after a long time passed, he just moved his lips slightly, and said in a long and soft voice: "The apprentice came back for a long time, and he didn't want to say something." Seeing me, I will naturally keep it in my heart."

Because Xue Lan stood between the two of them in a dull manner, she felt that each of them was talking to each other, as if they were playing some kind of riddle.

It was obvious that Yan Jue didn't want to see Qin Huan.Because Xue Lan has always understood his temperament, even if it is a last resort, even if it is a last resort, he will definitely not meet him.But now that the person was clearly in front of his eyes, he didn't react as strongly as before, and his expression was calm from the beginning to the end, as if seeing or not seeing him was just a trivial matter.

"Yu'er." Qin Huan raised his eyes slightly, moving from the tip of Yan's hair all the way down to his pale face, silent for a while, and especially sighed, "The death of a rebellious person is a disaster of injustice, and one life is worth one life." , in the end of life, there will be a catastrophe..."

"Master is." Yan Jue smiled lightly, unable to tell whether it was caring or irony, or both, "You have a wisp of soul left, and it is rare to form a shape in half a year. It’s good to have a rest, why don’t you come out to meddle in your business?”

Xue Lan felt a chill down her spine when she heard this, and she slandered in her heart, no wonder Yi Shangxian always wanted to clean up the house, his master was such a rebellious master, I wonder if there is any god in the world who would use such a The tone that speaks to his master?

Even so, Qin Huan's expression was always amiable. After all, he was an old man. He didn't get annoyed or panicked when things happened. He just held the wooden sword lightly in his hand and tapped it up and down: "Forget it, you don't like to hear these things, so I won't talk about it as a teacher. Lan Yin is here today, so it's not inappropriate for you and me to catch up on the old days."

As soon as the words fell, Xue Lan was wondering how his master and apprentice wanted to reminisce about the past, but when he saw Qin Huan spreading the wooden sword outwards, the magnificent momentum rushed towards his face immediately, and he was about to slam it Yan Jue blocked Xue Lan's unsuspecting forehead, twisted his shoulders and threw it upwards, and then the Ya Ling sword came out of its sheath again, and the worn-out silver blade rolled across thousands of The air flow, with the force of annexing mountains and rivers, cut a dazzling white light outward——

In the darkness of the sky, there was a loud "clang".

The wooden sword came face to face, and just before Ya Ling landed on the ground, he bit the blade firmly. Qin Huan's body was as bright as daylight. Although his soul shape had dissipated, the oppressive force transmitted by his sword energy did not seem to have weakened compared to when it was at its peak. How much, in just the blink of an eye, the zhenqi that Yan Jue held up his body was smashed to pieces, and the cold currents of several feet fluttered and overflowed, moving to the sky above their heads one after another, hitting and biting Chang Xingju desperately like fleeing There are dozens of layers of barriers densely covered in outer and outer space.

Yan Jue was seriously injured in Xixin Valley earlier, and his moves are no longer as agile and fierce as when he first came out of the bamboo forest.It's hard for Xue Lan to imagine what kind of destructive ability he will have when his body is fully recovered. Seeing that his cultivation base is not enough right now, the sharp sword in his hand is especially capable of doing a job with ease, and every unexpected block can destroy wooden The powerful zhenqi overflowing from the sword rushed to the sky, so as to ensure that he could be unharmed without a barrier to protect his body.

It's just that the master and apprentice said they were reminiscing about the old days, but when they fought, they seemed to be desperate.Because Xue Lan was thrown into the sky with one hand by Yan Jue, thousands of swords flowed past within a few feet of her feet. Falling hard, at this moment, Yan Jue turned his eyes slightly, Ni Kong threw the Ya Ling sword upwards, and shouted sharply: "Xue Xiaomao, take the sword!"

"Ah?" Xue Lan was trembling all over, and was about to grab the hilt of the sword as he said, but at the same time he touched it, the strong sword energy from below pushed him upwards with the sword , with a muffled bang, the sharp tip of Ya Lingjian pierced through the thin wooden roof of the sword-suppressing platform without hesitation. Next, he turned over and jumped directly onto the roof!

Qin Huan paused, and was about to say something, but when he saw that Yan Jue, who was still holding his sword in a stalemate with him just now, leaned back sideways, he suddenly raised his arms and shouted towards the ceiling: "Come and pull me!" !"

Without saying a word, Xue Lan leaned down and clasped Yan Jue's wrist tightly, twisted his head upwards, and took advantage of the rampant sword energy in the room to hug him completely, and pressed him into his arms carefully. He said, as if holding a treasure firmly.

Qin Huan put his hands together between his fingers, as if he wanted to use magic to chase them back, but at this moment, Yan Jue wrapped Xue Lanyin's head with one hand to stabilize his body, and with the other hand, he slapped his palm on the edge of the roof The flimsy broken bricks and tiles were thrown down suddenly, and he smiled slightly as he lifted it, with a little obvious cruelty in his eyes: "...Master, you should rest early, the apprentice will choose another day to come Come to meet me!"

After saying that, he turned around and pinched Xue Lanyin's arm and pulled him back, then bent his back and carried him on his shoulder with his backhand, almost holding him firmly and firmly.Afterwards, he didn't say any more, just jumped into the vast night with the Yachen sword in hand, and disappeared without a trace.

Qin Huan raised his head slightly, and saw that the large ceiling above his head had been shattered by the palm of his own villain, and the half-person-high wooden plank collapsed, followed by the gradually weakening invisible sword energy swaying left and right, sending out a long wave A series of "squeak" sounds.

"You made a crime..." He sighed, as if he was responding to the ups and downs of the planks, he shook his head angrily and amusedly, "Yu'er, this child is very stubborn."

A large piece of moonlight sank down, instantly illuminating the black and white floor-length robe of a person outside the door, like a lighthouse guiding a long journey in this long sleeping night.

"Master let them go just like that?" He said slowly, "When I brought them back one by one, I wasted a lot of energy."

"His heart is not here." Qin also said clearly, "And he shouldn't be here."

The wooden door was slightly opened with a slit, and through the thin beams of light and shadow, Yi Shangxian's half-blurred and half-clear facial features could just be seen clearly.

He is no longer young.

The winding fine lines at the corners of the eyes seep into the gray hair on the temples through the forehead, the fortitude is still there, but the appearance is old, and it is not as vigorous as it was at the beginning.

But he is also stubborn after all, even to a certain extent, he has the same stubbornness as Yan Hao.

"His incompetent mind, in the end, doesn't harm himself?" Yi Shang said sarcastically, "A person who is too attached to the gains and losses of life and death becomes a demon that cannot be overcome."

When Qin Huan heard this, he just smiled hastily and said, "He insisted on rebelling against my fate back then, but I didn't allow him, but he still did so. In your opinion, is it an obsession or a demon?"

Yi Shangxian looked up at the sky, for a long time, Fang said word by word: "He is paranoid to use the forbidden technique to save your life, and to self-destruct in the Xixin Valley and go against the sky again... is stupid. "

Qin also closed his eyes, and then Lang laughed and said:

"You too, understand people, but be confused..."

Half an hour later, from southeast to north, by the Huoshui River.

At that time, the night was waning, the night wind was thick, but the water flow was stable and gentle.Going around the river bank for dozens of miles, you can faintly see the green smoke surrounding the Changxing Residence. At first glance, it looks like a fairyland on earth, ethereal and unreal, untouchable.

There is a wooden boat floating in the middle of the river, as if it has been around for a long time, the dilapidated side of the boat is full of cracks, and its original appearance cannot be discerned for a long time.There was an old boatman lying in the thatched boat shed, not working, dozing in the corner like a lion, breathing in accordance with the warm and warm summer night wind, ups and downs, ups and downs.

After a while, I could faintly hear the sound of footsteps approaching inward, seeming to be in a hurry.There were two people standing one behind the other outside the boat shed. They were similar in stature, but also had extraordinary looks. When talking, they were quite different from ordinary people.

Among them was a person in a white shirt with a jade belt and a crown, his hair was like snow, and his face was as cold as frost; the other was in an ink robe, with black hair in a bun, and a wooden hairpin as a buckle, with a three-point smile on his face. The curtain came in, threw a piece of silver at the old boatman, and shouted: "Boatman, don't sleep, get up and work!"

The boatman sat up straight from the boat shed in response, lazily, put the broken silver ingot on the tip of his teeth and bit it twice, his eyes lit up immediately, he picked up the penny and raised his voice and asked, "Where are you going?" Go, two guest officers?"

Mo Yishang didn't even think about it, and said straight: "Go north, row along!"

north?The old boatman thought in a daze, the sky is huge, and the Huoshui River alone has more than ten branches. Going north...which north is it going?

However, before he could say a few words, the white-clothed man raised his big hand, slapped the back of the man's head, and gave him a hard slap, saying: "I want you to do something, and you can say everything you want!" I don't know." After saying that, he collected his face, gave a slight salute to the old boatman, and explained in a slow voice: "Old man, heading north to Biyun City, the journey takes less than an hour, please hurry up. "

The old boatman was taken aback, then carefully put the piece of broken silver into his pocket, and said with a smile on his face: "Okay, please come to the boat shed—it's windy outside, be careful of catching cold."

It is strange to say that the south of this stall is in the hot summer season at the end of summer, and Biyun City, which is north of Guli Town, is the busiest area closest to the capital. In the hot and humid wide streets and narrow alleys, life seems to be followed by a big steamer, as uncomfortable as it is, it is really not a place where people can stay often——

From the looks of their clothes, these two guest officials don't look like the sons of aristocratic and bureaucratic families, but rather like knights who have traveled all over the world. What fun do you want to join in the crowd?