refuse to be a teacher

In the cold rainy night near the second watch, the promenade surrounded by continuous stone houses of the Baiwu ethnic group was brightly lit inside and outside, and it is still a noisy and sleepless sea of ​​light.

Under a layer of soft silk quilt filled with folds by candlelight, Yun Zhehuan's cheeks were flushed, but her lips showed an extremely strange bluish-purple color, and the silky lines that had been lurking inside her body earlier were now ferocious. It spreads to the surface of the skin, and gradually has a tendency to spread outwards.

"I gave her a total of five needles, three of which were pressed on the back of the head, and the remaining two were buckled to the shoulder blades—the silver needles are cold in nature, and can temporarily stop the poisonous hair when they enter the body. The Jielong Seal is exported out of the body, I am afraid that in the end... it will only lead to sudden death."

Close to the outer edge of the gauze curtain next to the bed, Yan Jue was only wearing a light blue thin shirt with long sleeves rolled up, and dipped his needled hands in clean water to clean and wash repeatedly, and after confirming that his fingers were not stained with toxins, he walked slowly. Turning around, he said softly to the solemn-looking people in the room: "Besides, being hot-tempered is a big taboo. If you want to live longer, don't get angry with others."

Suddenly hearing the words so far, Yun Zhehuan couldn't help but his eyes trembled fiercely, and was about to say something, but the old patriarch Yun, who was at the head of the crowd, took a step forward, bowed himself and made a slight bow to Yan Jue, his face He said earnestly: "I have heard that Mr. Qin's second son, Mr. Yan, has excellent internal strength, and he is proficient in thaumaturgy such as controlling cold and healing injuries. Now that the little girl is suffering from such a poison that has penetrated deep into the heart, can I trouble you to perform another operation for her for the time being?" To ease the pain and torment?"

"..."

Yan Jue was unmoved, and just said flatly: "You want me to dissipate my internal energy and risk my life for my life?"

Elder Yun said, "This..."

"...Dream." Yan Jue mocked at the utmost, "I said before, in the whole world, only Yi Shangxian can save her with spells. If you really don't want to, you can just rely on these five silver coins The needle is safe for a while."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately fell into an uproar——

"The Jielong Seal is attached to the body of a living person, and it must not stop for a while. How can Zhe Huan survive the long journey for several months as a daughter?"

"The journey from the north to the southeast is so difficult and bumpy! If there is any mistake on the way, the next patriarch's life will be lost. How can we, the old, the weak and the elderly, have the face to meet the ancestors of the past?"

"Sigh... this Dragon Tribulation Seal is a poisonous curse that has been handed down by our clan for nearly a hundred years. How long can it last if only five silver needles are used to suppress it temporarily? - It is said that this person's cultivation skills are unfathomable. At a critical moment, why are you being so stingy with others?"

"Heh, do you still think he is some kind of good person? A murderer in the Central Plains martial arts that everyone keeps secret, giving a few silver needles is the most benevolent, who dares to expect him to use up his cultivation to save lives and heal the wounded!"

While talking about this series of topics, they deviated from the original direction for no reason.In the beginning, they all expressed their regrets and sorrows around the incident of Yun Zhehuan's poisoning, but now they changed their priorities after a round, and all of them pointed the finger at the indifferent Yan Jue.

Some people said that he added forbidden techniques, saving a life should be a trivial matter.

Some people also mentioned that he had crazily slaughtered nearly a hundred innocent creatures with his own power. He was a bloodthirsty and fierce monster, and he didn't take human life seriously at all.

If you say something to me, what kind of temper does Yan Jue have?Right now, he suddenly heard gossip, and his face became more and more cold and gloomy. At the end, he lost his patience, and he simply waved his light blue long sleeves back, kicked his legs, and was about to lift the curtain and leave—fortunately. At this time, the center of the crowd hastily stretched out a big hand, and just before the situation was getting out of control, he brute-forcely grabbed the hem of his clothes, pulling it back violently!

Yan Jue raised his head in astonishment, just as Xue Lan was embracing him with one hand and quickly shielded him behind him, then deliberately raised his voice and cleared his voice twice, shouting suddenly: "...Everyone!"

With the candle flames swaying and lingering all over the sky, several faint eyes cast their gazes on the tall and outstanding figure in front of Yan Yao.

"Silver acupuncture to control poison is the most popular healing method in the hands of ordinary doctors. It's a pity that my master is not a peerless miracle doctor who can rejuvenate, let alone a living fairy who rules life and death... As we all know, he is just a man with dirty hands, who loves A murderous desperado—how can such a person know the specific methods of curing diseases and saving lives?"

The room was full of dim light, but it made an exception to illuminate the young man's talking eyes very brightly.

Yan Jue subconsciously stood behind him, and said in a low voice stiffly: "Xue Xiaomao...!"

"However, although Master has always been cruel and violent, at any rate, the last bit of humanity has not been wiped out." Xue Lan hooked his five fingers with a backhand and clasped them firmly in the palm of his hand, and then continued with a three-point smile. Said, "Long trip to the southeast is the only suggestion that Master can give. If you think the journey is too far away, you may as well let Miss Yun lie down like this. Anyway, it is death or life in the end. It depends on Master's natural pair of swings." Slashing someone's hand with a knife can't make any changes..."

——Fang stepped out of the bluestone road with few remnant lights, and the biting cold wind with rain in the autumn night blew in front of him, like a sharp sword that wanted to completely penetrate and split the gentle chest of a living person, and immediately pulled out a bunch of fresh Bloody viscera.

"...why would you lie to them?"

The chaotic voices of people inside and outside the stone house have gone far away.Under the flickering of a fragile paper lamp, Yan Jue's almost sickly pale face was gradually tainted with a layer of cold and haggard on the verge of despair.

"What?" Xue Lan stopped because of her steps, but she didn't respond to her words and turned to look at him.

"'A desperado with meaty hands and a passion for killing evil'..." Yan Hua folded his arms, "Now, desperadoes can no longer hold knives, and you say those who have them are used for scare who?"

Xue Lan smiled and said, "They are afraid of you."

Yan Jue hesitated for a while, but did not speak.

The rain at night is damp and cold that penetrates the heart and lungs.Xue Lan took off her robe and turned around, flattened it meticulously over his shoulders, and said, "You are so stupid, you are still making faces like before, can you get out of your body?"

Yan deceived: "I..."

"Of course you have to make it up!" Xue Lan touched the tip of his nose with her hand, scratched it lightly, and then said in a low voice, "Those old bastards, just hearing how you kill people like numbness, are so scared that their eyes are so frightened." Come out, how can I force you to use spells to save people?"

When Yan Jue heard the words, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "...How long can you keep pretending to be a fool?"

Xue Lanyin said: "How long are you going to lie to them? Tomorrow morning, you will set off to go south, just let Ma slip away. In the eyes of others, you are still the vicious devil Yan, and you will not be able to reveal yourself!"

After saying that, he waved his arms and scooped it back, and walked back with his master in his arms, saying: "What are you worrying about? The sky is falling, and there are apprentices to support you-don't keep thinking about it, be careful. Wrinkled."

"..."

Although the truth is such a truth, when is it the turn of apprentice dog to support him?

Xue Lan glanced at him, anticipating that Master was about to speak up again, so she simply stretched out a finger to his lips, and said calmly: "Rebuttals are useless...Master, from today onwards, everything has to be done." Listen to me, what I say is what it is."

Yan Jue had no expression on his face, and was about to take advantage of the situation to teach something, when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him, as if someone was walking in the rain—the master and apprentice turned their heads together, and happened to see someone coming from the bluestone road in the distance. The voice called out: "You two stay behind!"

It was raining heavily at that time, but he didn't hold up an umbrella, and his gauze clothes and black hair were all soaked with moisture as he walked along the road, only his sharp eyes glowed coldly like blades.

"The elders of the Fangcai clan are eager for a while, and their words will inevitably offend me. I hope you can forgive me..."

Yan Jue raised his eyelashes slightly, and he could just catch a glimpse of his lowered eyebrows when he bowed his hands.

"Why, thinking that there will be more people to ask for in the future, you know that you will come out to express condolences in advance?"

"Mr. Yan misunderstood." Bowed from the pillow and smiled, "The old patriarch knows that it will not be easy to travel from the north to the south from tomorrow, so he sincerely begs the gentleman to let go of his prejudice against Zhe Huan on the way and try his best to take care of him. "

"Prejudice?" Yan Hao mocked, "What prejudice do I have against her?"

From the pillow, he said softly: "Mr. Yan said no, then there is no."

Yan Jue's eyes froze suddenly, and he immediately shouted coldly: "Presumptuous!"

"...Don't dare!" Cong Pillow respectfully said, "The hundred-year-old glory of the Baiwu people has been passed down to this day, and Yun Zhehuan is an authoritative symbol of inheriting the legacy of her ancestors. Do your best to protect her life, and our family will definitely protect you for the rest of your life."

Yan Jue flicked his bare hand outwards, and the Ya Ling sword instantly took off its sheath and touched nearly half an inch between his eyebrows: "When will I need you, a mere low-level tribe, to give you alms all the time!"

Xue Lan was shocked all over, but when she saw that Yan Jue's eyes were as domineering as before, she couldn't help feeling a little fear in her chest.

"Are you old patriarch Yun thinking that Yan Jue will die in a short time, as far as the current situation is concerned, there is not enough deterrence to attract attention... So, squeeze it out if you can, and use it if you can." Use it up when you're done." Yan Jue squinted and smiled, but the cold sword in his hand knocked on the top of the pillow one after another irregularly, like teasing a cat, full of contempt and malice, "It's a pity , you listen carefully here... Even if I only hang my breath in the end and stay in this world, I will never be afraid of any stupid threats like this."

He buried his head directly from the pillow, and without saying a word, he could only see his slightly tight Adam's apple trembling up and down.

"Go back and tell your patriarch that this trip south is a personal grievance between me and Gu Hebai. Breaking the dragon seal is also to protect my apprentice's safety for a while... As for other things, I and you Baiwu clan No connection at all."

The tip of the sword in his hand raised sharply, Yan Jue's face was frosty, and he said bitterly: "Including the matter of going to Changxing to live in the future, I am only responsible for passing along the way, and I have no obligation to ask Yi Shangxian for help--if you are on the way She, Yun Zhehuan, has repeatedly tried to challenge my bottom line, and you all know what to do next."