refuse to be a teacher

"How dare you." Xue Lan turned around with a smile, peeled off the chestnut shell and handed it up with both hands, and said respectfully, "But any things you have ordered, even if I am too busy to run and lose my legs, I will do it." It will definitely be completed as promised.”

Yan Jue squeezed the chestnut kernel and let go of it to take a look, but he couldn't eat it. He just bent his knuckles and threw it into the dog's apprentice's mouth, saying: "So, what's the result?"

"Changxingju sent someone back..." Xue Lan hesitated for a while, then said slowly, "The old man said, I don't see you."

Yan Jue remained silent, and before a sigh could come out of his throat, the hoarse and harsh female voice behind him was the first to shout: "—he's gone? Then I traveled thousands of miles from the northern region to the southern region, wouldn't it be a waste of my life? Send to death!"

In the dimly lit remote corner in front of the table, Yun Zhehuan was dressed in a thick black gauze covering his whole body from head to toe, even so, he couldn't easily completely cover up the mottled red marks that had crawled up his face.Bystanders only need to give her a vague look, and they can quickly detect a trace of obvious strangeness from her.

It's been a whole month.

From the outskirts of the Baiwu people's territory to the southeast of the Chaoshui River day and night, she didn't even dare to lift the black veil to breathe in any piece of fresh air outside.

Once someone discovers the existence of Jielong Yin, she knows what kind of situation she will face.

But she couldn't stand the aggrieved life of being cautious all the time.Sometimes, she even thought about whether to just settle it, throw away this poor skin that was too burdensome, and give her an unfettered freedom.

However, in the final analysis, I still don't have the courage to think about it.

"At the beginning, you proposed to go to Changxing Juzhong to ask Yi Shangxian to rescue him." Yun Zhehuan said, "—according to the current situation, you are afraid that you deliberately want to kill me."

The slender knuckles that had been clasped on the porcelain plate rested on the side of the table and paused silently.

Yan Jue turned his head from a pile of fragrant chestnuts on the table, and said casually: "It's not that I want to kill you..."

He raised his finger and pointed to the southeast direction, and said: "He is the one who wants to kill you."

Yun Zhehuan frowned suddenly, stood up suddenly and hissed: "You are simply..."

"Zhe Huan!" His shoulders were pressed heavily in time.

Cong Zhen shook his head at her consciously, then slowly turned to face Yan Jue, and said word by word: "Mr. Yan, if we can get the full help of Senior Yi and even the entire Chang Xingju behind him, it will be good for you and me." It is a rare good thing.”

"What's the matter?" Yan bullied, "You expect him to form an alliance with the Baiwu people in the future?"

He paused from the pillow, but did not answer directly.

Yan Jue sneered and said, "Impossible, wishful thinking."

"Then at least..." Congzhen cupped his hands sadly, "I beg him to save Zhe Huan's life."

Yan Jue looked at him in silence for a moment, but the emotions in his eyes were indescribably complicated.

In fact, most of the time, he didn't understand what the young man in front of him was thinking.From Zhentou to his current age, he is full of vigor and vigor in the middle of his life. In addition, his mind is flexible and his thinking is also sharp and sharp. Compared with Yun Zhehuan, who was spoiled and spoiled since childhood, he is obviously more suitable to be cultivated to become the head of the clan in the future—— —It's a pity that under the suppression of the family rules of the past dynasties, he had to submit to himself, so he also missed the best opportunity to become famous in his life.

Yan Jue didn't believe that he didn't have the slightest desire to take power.But at least, in all aspects of his appearance in front of people, he really never showed the slightest ambition about this.

"That's it."

Yan Jue was too lazy to try his best to find out his details, so he hooked back casually, and took off the long-sealed Ya Ling sword from his waist, carefully caressing its old but clean slender hilt, until the piece After taking care of and wiping, Fang carefully untied the indigo tassel that looked a bit old at the end of the handle, patted it twice, handed it to the dry and rough palm of the pillow, and said: "You send this thing to the long line. Give Juwai a try, if Yi Shangxian insists on not coming out to meet him, I have no other choice."

Because of the movement of Xue Lan's gaze, she couldn't help but stare at the past in a daze, and it landed on the palm of the palm of the pillow with her ten fingers together.

"What is this?" Cong Zhen couldn't bear it and said in a daze.

"When I first entered the teacher's school, the sword tassel was given by my master." Yan Jue said unhurriedly, "Now seeing things is like seeing people. If he doesn't give this face, he probably doesn't have any hope."

It was the early morning of winter when the fog was gradually turning frost.The narrow streets around the wharf are full of traffic, which is full of ear-piercing hustle and bustle.

Xue Lan watched from afar the hurried back who was leaving immediately from the pillow.After a long time, I don't know what to think of, and then turned my eyes to the silent Yan Hao beside me.

The exhaustion of running around in the past month has made him lose a lot of weight. He was just a pile of bones in his hands that were about to fall apart, but now he looks more and more thin and haggard.

Because Xue Lan stared at him from a close distance every day, he was worried and inevitably anxious.

He is really scared.I am afraid that when I fall asleep and open my eyes one day, the person next to me may suddenly become cold.

Even every night when he wakes up from the haunted nightmare of insomnia, he can't help but tilt his head to touch Yan Jue's slowly beating heart to confirm that he is still alive.

Is he still with me?

Fortunately, he is still there.

The tingling feeling of being on the verge of despair clearly lurked in every corner of the brain nerves day and night, and he wanted to bear it all his life, not wanting Yan Jue to notice the slightest bit.

Because Xue Lan didn't want Yan Jue to see him struggling in pain, because he knew that the more this happened, the more weight Yan Jue was carrying in his heart would press down unquestionably.

Therefore, even in the most dull and clumsy way, he always wanted to leave his brilliant side to his master forever.

Yan Jue was still standing there in a daze.

The thin arcs at the tip of the eyes are now curved down, cold but not sharp.

——His mind is too complicated, the more he thinks, the heavier the burden will be.

"You can't bear it?"

Because Xue Lan didn't take a break, she was afraid that Yan Hua would worry about something and make him unhappy, so she began to look for ways to tease him.

"Ah?" Yan Jue was stunned, and then said, "...what?"

Xue Lan raised her eyebrows, and said in a long-tailed voice: "Jian Sui—the master gave you that."

"..." Yan Jue felt sorry, but when he saw the somewhat inexplicable resentment on Apprentice Dog's face, he laughed a little and asked, "What's your expression?"

"You tied it to the Ya Ling sword for so many years, I don't even know."

Yan deceived: "It's just the spike of the sword, and it's not a token from the girl's family."

Xue Lan pursed her lips tightly, but her translucent eyes were black and white.

He said: "...Me too."

Yan Jue stared at him blankly, unable to react for a while.

"Other masters give sword spikes to their apprentices, why don't you give them anything?" Xue Lanyin pouted, "I want it too!"

Yan Jue knew that his thoughts were the most crooked on weekdays.He was thinking about Jielong Yin all over his heart, but his sharp dog eyes turned upwards on the sword spikes he sent out.

Yan Jue asked helplessly: "You don't have a sword on you, what do you need that thing for?"

——Ganqing, this stupid master is so dull that he can't even tell that his disciples are asking him for gifts in disguise.

Xue Lan made him choke for no reason.From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Yun Zhehuan sitting behind him who was obstructing his eyes, and for a while he couldn't have the courage to throw a tantrum at people, so he coughed dryly, and said angrily, "Are there any other things besides Jiansui?" Can something be given to me?"

Yan Jue was still confused: "...what else do you want?"

...Forget it, this wooden man, no matter how you try to make fun of him, he will only be a piece of rotten wood that doesn't understand.

Xue Lan seemed to want to touch his face because she stretched out her palm.However, after a while, he took it back calmly, and then covered the back of his cold hand, rubbed it lightly twice, and said softly: "Forget it, it's nothing... I'm just kidding you, I'm not in a hurry to get those things Since I've been trying to save Miss Yun, I have to give priority to trying to save you—since everyone is living in Changxing, I have to find a chance to go in and ask him."

It is actually a headache to insist on talking about this.Yi Shangxian has an old-fashioned and stubborn temper, and has always regarded Yan Jue as a thorn in his side.Now that he suddenly came to harass him, he must feel a little bit more bored and unhappy in his heart.

Not to mention asking him to guide Jielongyin in person, Yi Shangxian would feel that he had stained his eyes even if he took a hard look at Yan Jue, let alone asking him to heal Yan Jue afterwards.

What's more, no one in the world can heal the huge loss caused by the Soul Sent Curse.

Yan Jue survived the entire autumn with half his life hanging on like walking on thin ice. He knew very well what would happen in the future, but he chose to keep silent, and Xue Lanyin naturally just didn't know.Both of them will try to avoid too negative topics, just like before, laughing and laughing when they need to, but most of the time, the docile attitude shown by Yan Jue, which is almost completely obedient, makes Xue Lan feel especially special. uneasy.

It's not that Xue Lanyin didn't try every means to find the ultimate method to alleviate the loss of forbidden skills.The ancient books and books that I boiled red in private, my eyes turned to pieces, and the medical clinics, large or small, in the streets and alleys along the way...

All kinds of prescriptions decocted by himself have also been tried on their own, and they have been coaxing Yan Bao to swallow them all day long.

Still, the results have been minimal.In front of him, Yan Yao was like a handful of loose sand, which he could grasp, but the feeling was too illusory, as if a gust of wind could easily blow it away without leaving a trace.

He felt like he had done everything, but ended up getting nothing done.On the contrary, Yan Jue was as calm and stable as before, which made Xue Lanyin more and more anxious and panicked.

Yan Jue looked at him, and wanted to say that there was no other way, Yi Shangxian couldn't save him at all.But the words lingered on his lips for a while, and he still said in an unclear way: "Don't worry about it... I won't die for a while. If the Jielong Seal is not cracked for a day, Gu Hebai's eyes will keep staring at you. On you. Previously, we fled to the Northern Territory to temporarily avoid the limelight, but now we are not far away from Guli Town, and our every move is likely to be under his control at any time."

"What can I have? The most important thing is you. As long as you are okay, I am not afraid of anything."

Xue Lan lowered her head and stroked the strands of hair on his temples, and patiently hid the occasional two or three strands of black hair under the blue jade belt on the crown behind her head. It's really good in his ears.

"Take care of yourself, don't keep worrying about me - the mud bodhisattva is about to sink to the bottom of the river, and you still have the mood to grab others." Xue Lanyin said, "I knew it would be like this, and I didn't It's time to come out of the Zhushui bamboo forest."

"—You don't need to come out, but your master may abandon you and run out by yourself."

The voice coming from behind was far away.

Yun Zhehuan's willow eyebrows chiseled out by a pair of sharp knives raised up unscrupulously under several layers of black veils.That angle seems to be mocking something, but the meaning of the layer of dust is really not deep enough.

"Yan Jue is just a liar. When will he get your consent for what he wants to say and what he wants to do?" She just sat casually among the neatly arranged tables and chairs in the wing room, reaching out her hand to tap the porcelain in a bored manner. The chestnuts without shells that were already ripe on the plate seemed to be using the last remaining warmth to excuse the shadow of their impending death.