refuse to be a teacher

Yun Zhehuan's prejudice against Yan Jue is a process that accumulates over time.What kind of subtle and extreme emotions are contained in it, both of them are unexpectedly clear.

It's just that some things are said clearly, but it will make people hard to say.

Just like the skin of an old friend she has been deeply infatuated with so far, an overly stubborn love, in the eyes of others, is actually another kind of unimaginable ugliness.

Because Xue Lan knew the pain in her heart, she had no words to comfort her for a while.Gu Zi lay on the edge of the railing and considered for a while, then said: "Miss Yun, save some effort and think about something happy——You scolded my master all the way, but he's fine, my ears let it go You yelled out a cocoon."

He walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down facing her.

Because Xue Lan is always like this, the sky is falling, with a half-truth and half-fake smiling face outside, even if people know that it is probably against their will, they can't hate him in the end.

Yun Zhehuan didn't speak, probably because he was really tired.A pair of eyes covered by black gauze were covered with dark red bloodshot eyes, like a giant net that was completely unfolded.

Xue Lan went forward with the inspector's arm, touched the plate of chestnuts piled up in front of her, pushed it under her nose, and said: "It will take a while for you to come and go, you should eat something and take a rest." .”

Yun Zhehuan looked at him with raised eyebrows.

The next moment, he raised his arm and swiped forward, driving the chestnuts with their shells, fruit and porcelain tablecloth into his arms.Then, through the gap between the teeth, he said: "...disgusting."

Xue Lan calmly said, "Who is disgusting?"

"You." Yun Zhehuan pointed to him, then pointed to Yan Jue, who was leaning on the edge of the railing behind him, who seemed to be doing nothing, and said, "You and him are so disgusting!"

"Miss Yun, this world is so big, there are no surprises." Xue Lan tapped on the table lightly with her fingers, and said indifferently, "If you want to like someone, it doesn't matter whether he is male or female, old or young, Just stay with your heart, what's disgusting or not?"

Yun Zhehuan glanced at Yan Jue contemptuously, and said with a sarcasm, "The person you like doesn't intend to stay with you forever."

Xue Lan said: "It is enough for me to guard him."

Yun Zhehuan said decisively: "He is dying."

"He won't die."

Xue Lan stared at her fixedly, and reiterated clearly again: "I will not let him die, no matter what method I use, I will not."

Yun Zhehuan said: "Are you so sure?"

Xue Lan smiled lightly, and said without comment: "Miss Yun, do you still remember that when you were in Huye Town outside the Bujian Pass, you once said that you were thinking about someone, and you would not give up any chance to find him?" .”

Yun Zhehuan frowned, obviously showing impatience: "Yes...but what does this have to do with what I'm talking about now?"

"...I also said later that I want to live a good life with Master." Xue Lanyin spread out his palms, and slowly smoothed out the folds of fabric on the table, rolling them away.Then he picked up the crooked porcelain plate and placed it in front of her, saying: "For me, this is the most important thing right now. What to do and what not to do, I keep it in my mind from beginning to end. I hope that Master can recover peace and health, and you hope that the toxins in your body can be broken, and then you can pursue the old people you couldn't love in the past."

He paused, raised his eyes to look at her again and said, "There is no difference between these things in essence. People's hearts have their own preferences, so why does the girl want to be unfair?"

Yun Zhehuan squinted his eyes indifferently.

I really want to refute the "injustice" he said, but in fact it is not injustice, but unwillingness.

She moved her throat slightly, trying to say something, but the words didn't come out, Yan Jue was already smiling, without tilting her head, half leaning on the side of the fence, she said inexplicably: "...What's the use of you talking so much with her?" ?”

——Look, he doesn't like to like himself, so who can he blame?

Yun Zhehuan twisted his eyebrows, seeing that a roar was about to take shape quickly, Xue Lanyin immediately turned over and got off the table, stepped up and put his arms around his master's shoulders, and pulled him aside with a smile like a precipice, coaxing him repeatedly : "Okay, master, Brother Cong is not here at the moment, let's say a few words and don't mess with her, okay?"

Yan Jue said coldly: "Who wants to mess with her..."

"Okay, okay, I didn't mess with you. If you said you didn't mess with it, you didn't mess with it." Xue Lanyin took his hand and said, "Go, the area on the riverside wharf is very lively. Let me take you out for a stroll."

It's winter, what pier do you visit, don't you think it's windy?

Reluctantly, Yan Jue pulled him all the way. Before he could take a step out with half of his leg, the little bastard in front of him suddenly stepped back for some reason, and leaned on the railing outside the aisle with one hand Edge, standing still.

Yan cheated suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"...Huh? That's weird."

Xue Lan narrowed her eyes and scanned the downstairs carefully, and suddenly said incredulously, "That group of people who were clamoring for a bet just now... where did they go?"

Yan Jue raised his eyelids slightly, but he saw that there was a jumble of fish and dragons up and down the attic of the inn. Although people coming and going could not leave half a complete set of footprints, they did not hear the rough sound that was overshadowed by the time.

Looking down in a hurry, there are no piles of money and money scattered between the tabletops, and there is only a face-sized copper basin on the ground, silently overflowing with a strange and twisted luster.

The two masters and apprentices looked at each other, and after a while, Yan Jue changed his face first, and said solemnly: "Prepare your horse, go through the back door."

Xue Lan couldn't help but pull Yun Zhehuan who looked up at the sky behind the table.At that time, she was depressed in her heart, and she couldn't bear to be alarmed for a while, but when she was suddenly pulled by someone, she was immediately surprised and annoyed: "What are you doing! Are you hanging around you, and you want to make me sick as well?"

Because Xue Lan didn't raise her head, she just said: "Brother Cong is not here now, and Master is seriously injured. I'm the only one who can protect you for a while——If you still want to return to the Baiwu tribe in the Northern Territory alive, please, listen! I'll go back, don't make a fuss."

In the south, beyond the river of misfortune, the frost-covered trails are full of horses and carts, merchants, and pedestrians yelling at the market.The grass and trees withered in early winter, and the two rows of towering ancient trees were left with only a few fragile broken branches scattered all over the ground, and there was a crisp sound of fragments when the horse's hooves stepped on them.

The three of them turned around immediately after leaving the inn, and led two sturdy horses around the back shed, avoiding people's eyes and ears, and deviated from the crowded crowd around the pier.

"The group of people just now had a bunch of beards and unremarkable faces. They were all wearing ordinary clothes. At first glance, they really thought they were ordinary people who were purely talkative."

Because Xue Lan held the horse's belly firmly with her legs, she lifted the thin bamboo hat between her forehead with her big hands, and checked left and right. Seeing that no one was following her, she said to Yun Zhehuan, who was sitting behind her and covered her whole body with black gauze: "Miss Yun, please pay more attention. After all, people in the southern region are not as safe as they were in the territory of the Baiwu tribe."

Yun Zhehuan crossed his arms, stretched out his hands to support his shoulders in disdain, and said, "I've come all the way, and I haven't met a few people who don't have eyes and dare to come up to act wildly. You are kind, you are so timid, it's no wonder that you walk so timidly." Suspicious."

"They are not looking at you, but the layer of skin on your body."

On another horse with strong limbs, Yan Jue's green robe was brushed up, and the snow-white fur-trimmed cloak slipped down the sleeves, easily covering a pair of slender and powerful wrists under the clothes.

"If you want to be happy in your heart, you can take off the black veil and walk straight out." He said, "If you're not here under the pillow, you see who else is going to protect you with all your might."

Yun Zhehuan turned his head and stared at him for a long while, then suddenly said sullenly: "Yan Jue, aren't you pretty good? So it doesn't matter whether he's going south or north, doesn't he always barge in sideways?"

Yan Jue squinted and said: "You are amazing, why don't you get off your horse and give me a try?"

Yun Zhehuan clenched his teeth, and suddenly his throat burst into flames: "You..."

Before the words were finished, a gust of headwind suddenly passed by their ears, and the three of them turned their eyes instantly, and they also stopped talking and did not speak any more.However, looking up at the brown forest that no one passed by, the eyes are full of dead wood that has turned into ashes. Occasionally, one or two chaffinches that have left their nests fly and flutter among them, but it is only a few tiny particles that are invisible to the naked eye in a hurry. dust.

They intentionally avoided the noisy crowd at the edge of the river bank, took a long detour, and made countless big circles along the way, but they didn't want to have some disasters that should come, and they couldn't easily avoid it no matter what.

Jielongyin is in the area of ​​Middle-earth, and it has never been a fuel-efficient lamp.Everyone worships it as a god, precisely because it has an immeasurably huge secret-no one has successfully broken the seal and survived safely in the world for a hundred years, thus intensifying the infinite temptation brought by the legend.

No matter who it is, they all want to unravel the divine power buried behind this century-old curse.

——That is to say, once someone keenly senses the looming signs of Jielong Yin's appearance in this world, even if they end up being smashed to pieces, they will definitely make a desperate attempt.

"……come out."

Yan Jue's face was cold, and he raised his hand to shake off the slender string of reins between his fingers, and the Ya Ling sword at his waist had already appeared as sharp as snow——

"Get out." He said word for word, "Don't make me say it a second time."

As soon as the words came out, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and dead branches and broken leaves swept up all over the sky, instantly submerging the scattered clothes of the three of them.

With a tense expression on her face, Xue Lan held the reins tightly with the palm of the hand that stabilized the horse's back, and subconsciously turned the horse's head back slightly, trying to find a concealed angle to retreat at the right time.Yun Zhehuan stood stiffly behind him, reached for the willow-leaf scimitar hanging under the saddle, and asked inexplicably, "...what is it?"

The next moment, a heavy palm wind suddenly rose from the air, brushed the fine branches and leaves on the ground and soared, almost invisible to the eyes, it went straight to cover the face covered with clouds and covered with black veils ——

"Miss Yun!"

At the very moment, Ya Ling's sword came out, and the daylight was fierce. With a clang, he fell down to his shoulders, and suddenly met the invisible and illusory palm force, which almost knocked the icy cold air three feet in all directions until it twisted. The shattering could barely reach the slightest inch of Yun Zhehuan's side cheek, and silently bypassed a dazzling sword light.

But for a moment, the sudden strong force was repelled by the sword light, and moved back a few feet one after another. In the chaos, it turned into a blue-black human-shaped scattered smoke, a gravel-like entity, densely wrapped in a wisp of vague Unclear wandering soul.

Under the frosty and dead forest everywhere, Yan Jue jumped off his horse, a sky blue robe fluttered down his waist in the wind, and a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes were cold like knives and chisels.

"Fist and palm become the wind, good at controlling flowing souls."

The tip of the snow-colored sword suddenly pointed upwards, and Yan Jue calmly said, "...Northwest Zhufengmen."