refuse to be a teacher

It's late at night by the river of disaster.

The hustle and bustle of Biyun City gradually receded, and was instead covered by a vast expanse of cold and dead silence shrouded in the long night.

Shen Miaozhou dipped the blood-stained towel into the river water to clean it repeatedly, rubbed it vigorously until the bright red glaring marks faded, then picked it up and gently left it to dry.

"Xue Erjin's sword doesn't stab hard, after all... he doesn't have much foundation."

She dipped the brand-new bandages into the medicinal juice and stacked them layer by layer, then meticulously grabbed Gu Hebai's palm, and said: "You should be lucky, he is not smart enough to directly hurt you with his own blood."

Gu Hebai let out a low laugh, with some inexplicable sarcasm.

Shen Miaozhou looked sideways at him for a long time, then raised her hands to shake off the strings of crystal water droplets that condensed on her wrists, and slightly straightened her waist.

——Afterwards, the long sword came out of its sheath with a "Zheng" sound, and it hit Gu He's white throat exactly.

With such a short distance, he only needs to advance a point rashly, and his life can be taken immediately.

"Junior Brother, I need an explanation from you."

The sword pointed at the throat, but Gu Hebai did not move, as if he had no fear at all.

Shen Miaozhou's eyes lit up and she suddenly shouted: "Junior brother!"

"I did it." Gu Hebai also stood up, met a stern sword light in front of his eyes, and said word by word, "...I did it, what is Senior Sister going to do?"

Shen Miaozhou said in disbelief: "Junior Brother Gu, do you know what you are doing? Using the Fierce Ghost Saber without permission, breaking into the bottom of Xixin Valley without permission, and almost causing disputes among foreign clans - you...you are so confused that you would do such a thing thing?"

"Senior sister, the Baiwu tribe in the Northern Territory chose to join forces with Yan Jue." Gu Hebai said in a deep voice, "On the surface, Changxingju in the southeast is at odds with that devil, but in fact, Yi Shangxian guards his bastard junior brother tightly. Actually—it’s all gone to this point, don’t you understand?”

"Understand what?" Shen Miaozhou trembled the hilt of the sword in her hand, and said in unbearable pain, "Even if that's the case, I'm listening to the One Sword Sect...is it worth fighting fiercely with their group of people? You take the Ghost Saber to deal with one The devil, what is the difference between that and the devil itself?"

Gu Hebai's eyes suddenly deepened: "Then senior sister is willing to let Jielong Seal and Xue Erjin fall into Yan Jue's hands at the same time, so that in the future, they will cause troubles in the world, and no one can fight against them?"

Shen Miaozhou frowned and said: "Since you intend to prevent Yan Hao from seizing the seal, why didn't you explain it to Fuqiu in advance? If he knew that the Jielong Seal would be coveted by Yan Hao, he would definitely send someone to help you."

"Senior brother?... Looking for him?" Gu Hebai almost laughed, "Senior sister, you two have been married for many years, don't you understand his temperament? He has been in the mountains for a long time since Xue Erjin died 16 years ago. Guilt and introspection, insisting that the tragedy was caused by his dereliction of duty. Such a meek and conservative person, there is no way to arrest Xue Erjin and Yan Jue directly up the mountain——Senior Sister, if you don’t believe me, just ask him, he promises I will tell you not to stir up trouble and restrain yourself. So many times, when did you meet Xue Erjin, he didn't show mercy?"

Shen Miaozhou sighed softly and said: "Actually, it is true... 16 years ago, our guards were not good enough to cause the child to lose blood and die violently. The person was saved by Yan Jue, Xue Erjin is the last As for the innocent one, Fuqiu will naturally not want to hurt him again."

"Senior sister is willing to do this?" Gu Hebai said mercilessly, exposing her scars, "16 years ago, your husband was newly married to you, Yan Er, with a deep affection, and he was bullied by Yan Er because he couldn't leave any children behind. A palm slap made you disabled, don't you..."

"Don't...don't, don't say it soon, Junior Brother..." Shen Miaozhou shook her head dejectedly, her eyes suddenly became dizzy and weak, she couldn't even hold the sword firmly, and it fell to the ground with a bang, just like her sword had already fallen To the heart that was smashed to pieces, completely lost the ability to piece together.

She grew up with Mo Fuqiu since she was a child, and she made the decision alone when she insisted on marrying him.It was supposed to be Tanlang Xie's daughter, a perfect marriage was created in heaven and earth, but not long after the two got married, Mo Fuqiu was seriously injured in the battle of Xixin Valley, and fell into a coma for three years. All affairs in the faction are handled by Gu Hebai alone.

Shen Miaozhou guarded Mo Fuqiu for three full years.

Three long years.

A young girl who just got married is a widow among the men in Lingtai Mountain every day, rumors and rumors are flying all over the sky, what kind of ugly guesses and conjectures can there be?She endured, endured until Mo Fuqiu finally woke up, she was ecstatic and thought that all the suffering would turn into sweetness, and all the waiting would become worthwhile——

But he turned into a paraplegic disabled person.

To put it bluntly, it was a leg problem.To put it bluntly, he is a useless person. He has no children under his knees, but since then he has lost the ability to leave a family.

"...Senior sister, don't you hate it?" Gu Hebai asked.

hatred?

Just kidding.

Just ask, what else could she hate?

What should she hate?

Her husband is the head of a decent sect, a great sect that everyone admires and respects in the Jianghu.His every joy and anger, every word and deed, in the eyes of others, is the ultimate benchmark of goodness and justice.

"How can you tell me to hate, junior brother?"

When the evening wind hit, the fine sand and dust instantly flushed Shen Miaozhou's soft eyes: "If I were a vicious woman who was immersed in a thousand worries and hated like a resentful woman, I would be ashamed all day long and always put on the ugliest posture. To show it to others—isn't this a vain ridicule?"

"But Senior Sister, no one is forcing you to bear all the worries and hatreds."

Gu Hebai knelt down slowly, picked up the thin sword on the ground with some wear marks, carefully placed it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it gently, and wiped it carefully.

"Senior brother is suffering, how can I feel better? As early as 20 years ago, I was hunted down by the enemy and almost died. It was the senior brother who personally accepted me as a member of the Lingtai Yijian Sect, and was fortunate to help me escape death. The three of us We have been together for such a long time, and now the brother is weak and weak, and some things are troublesome and tricky, and I will deal with them, so why bother him?"

"Master...brother?" Shen Miaozhou was slightly startled, after a while, she somewhat woke up and tilted her head to hide the tears in her eyes.

She is not stupid at all, even if she tells people something sad, she may lose her mind completely because of it.

"No way, Junior Brother." Shen Miaozhou shook her head again and said firmly, "Look for yourself, what are you doing? It's not that I don't believe it... I know, maybe you have the ability and confidence to take back the Jielong Seal But you used the Liguidao to sow discord before, which was wrong anyway. We listen to the Yijian School, and we have always done things aboveboard, and we will not allow you to make such a mess! This time, it is indeed your personal Omissions, among other things, you follow me back to Taishan to plead guilty to your senior brother, as for how to act afterwards, he will naturally make arrangements."

After finishing speaking, he snatched the long sword with his hands, turned around and was about to board the boat and leave, but unexpectedly, just as his front foot stepped halfway, his wrist was gently grasped.

Shen Miaozhou turned around in astonishment, and saw Gu Hebai standing motionless on the spot, with a cold and tough expression, as if she had made up her mind: "...Senior Sister, think clearly. Now Yan Jue knows my every move like the palm of his hand. One step, maybe together with the Baiwu tribe, they will completely decipher the dragon robbery seal, and at the same time use the blood of the living sword to disrupt the Wulin, and set off a bloody storm, which is only a short cup of tea."

Shen Miaozhou's complexion turned pale, but she still forced herself to be calm and said, "So I will first inform Fuqiu to come..."

"You wait for him to dawdle and give orders, what will he tell you? This matter will be resolved peacefully, without harming the innocent Baiwu people?" Gu Hebai sneered, "I still expect him to go out and push Moving in a wheelchair from Lingtai Mountain all the way to the Baiwu territory in the Northern Territory?"

Shen Miaozhou's footsteps stopped, she bowed her head weakly and said: "Then what are you going to do? Do you still want me to hide Fu Qiu for you?"

"Senior Sister, I have a solution. I will crack the Jielong Seal first, put Yan to death, and bring Xue Erjin back to Mount Tai."

"What, what?" Shen Miaozhou immediately opened her eyes wide and said in a panic, "Are you crazy? This kind of thing is not just for fun!"

Gu Hebai leaned forward, smiled coldly and said: "Senior sister, don't you want to see how that devil kills himself?"

Shen Miaozhou lost her mind and said: "What do you want to express? Yan Juxiu's soul-sending spell is life and death self-defense, no one can kill him at all."

Gu He's white eyes were dark and he said: "Then what if it's him?"

Shen Miaozhou was only puzzled and said: "Junior brother, what are you thinking about alone? I don't quite understand what you said."

"Since the meeting in Guli Town, it should be the first time Yan Jue has stepped out of the Lishui Bamboo Forest in 16 years." Gu Hebai said, "He has been in seclusion for many years, but his skill is far less powerful than before."

Shen Miaozhou said: "He forcibly cut off his spirit finger that day and suffered backlash, so naturally it cannot be compared with before."

Gu Hebai immediately shook his head and denied it: "Yan Jue's internal energy is declining, and his cultivation is deteriorating. Especially in today's fight, I can clearly feel that his true energy is scattered and thin, unable to condense into shape."

Shen Miaozhou obviously didn't believe it, and even laughed disapprovingly: "You want to say that Yan Jue is dying?"

"The soul-sending curse absorbs people's souls, against life and death - the caster's meridians will also be twisted because of this, and his cultivation base will continue to be lost day and night." Gu Hebai said, "Yan Jue used to be unable to retreat in the bamboo forest, for It’s about relieving it.”

Shen Miaozhou said: "But he..."

"His time is numbered, Senior Sister."

Gu Hebai smiled slightly, held up Shen Miaozhou's hands, and said word by word, "I know how to do it, let him watch us crack the Dragon Tribulation Seal, and finally die with regret..."

Shen Miaozhou suddenly raised her eyes, in the pupils illuminated by the dim light, the wet and cold eyes were like the tide receding on the river bank.