refuse to be a teacher

Today's Wen Pianhong, half of his chest was completely pierced by the ghost knife, if there were no traces of remnant souls around him as a connection support, he might have been split in half by life and death.

Li Ghost Saber has always been good at cutting off human souls, and Wen Pianhong used it well when he pretended to be Ren Suiqian in the underground of Guli Town.

His journey has been full of ups and downs.First, because of Xue Lan's two brothers fleeing, he was chased and killed by Zhu Fengmen, for which he almost lost his life and even ruined his face.

Later, when he arrived at a place like Lingtai Mountain, he thought he could change his appearance, follow his fellow apprentice brothers, and follow his long-cherished senior sister Shen Miaozhou, and live a glorious life from then on.

But in the end, the senior sister died, and he didn't undo the Jielong seal, but made a foolish joke instead.

Wen Pianhong was still kneeling on the place where Shen Miaozhou had turned into blood foam, with his head still upturned, but his pair of black eyeballs gradually drooped.

The person next to him didn't know what was going on, raised his long sword, and wanted to go up and poke him twice.However, before he could raise his hand, Wen Pianhong had already bowed and fell down, maintaining the posture of facing up to the sky, spouting pools of black mist from his mouth, gradually smearing his fragmented face.

After that, it didn't take long for the whole body to shatter like quicksand, turning into fine dust, which melted into the blood left by Shen Miaozhou's violent death, and was quickly swallowed up.

Everyone was silent for a while, and then fell into an uproar.

Someone asked: "He...he died?"

"Maybe, the people in Zhufengmen are all monsters with lingering souls. Who knows whether he is really dead or fake death."

After a while, another person immediately came out to retort: ​​"As long as you are stabbed by the ghost knife, the soul of the person will be split. How can there be any reason for not dying?"

"Come on quickly! It's important to heal the head's injuries."

"Yes... yes! We must quickly detoxify the head!"

With all the fuss, the thin sky outside the mountain was already slightly bright.In the area where Wen Pianhong's soul was broken and dead, the bluish-black flowing soul that covered the sky also dispersed one by one, and disappeared completely after a short while.

So on the flat ground where he knelt hastily, apart from a pool of Shen Miaozhou's blood, there was also a dead man's skin exuding a strong stench.

That human skin is no longer supported by a tenacious and immortal soul, and it was already torn apart by horror, and it has long since lost its softness and fairness.

Even so, Xue Lanyin still paced over without saying a word, bent down, trying to pick up the piece of human skin that belonged to his brother, and carefully kept it clean afterward.

However, the soil on the top of the mountain is wet after all, especially when human blood has melted into it. Once the human skin sticks to the mud, it is difficult to tear it off completely.

Xue Lan licked it with her pointed fingers for a long time, but before she could get up, Yan Jue passed the Ya Ling sword over, and said softly: "Pick it in from the bottom and scrape carefully, be careful not to cut your hands."

Xue Lan was taken aback for a moment, looked at the Ya Ling sword in his hand, and asked slowly: "What should I do if I get your sword dirty?"

Yan deceived: "I gave it to you a long time ago, don't you want it?"

As Xue Lan raised her eyes slightly, Yan Jue in front of her was covered in human blood, and her clothes were half dry and dyed red. The ponytail that was combed high just now had been loosened and hung loosely around her ears. Embarrassed, just how embarrassing it is.

Of course, because Xue Lan didn't feel much better herself, not to mention the injuries all over her body, there were a few new scars that were still festering and extending, which were rare and hideous, making people feel terrified.

Fortunately, both master and apprentice were wounded, wearing the blue clothes of Lingtai One Sword Sect, mingling among the panicked disciples inside and outside, no one took the initiative to provoke them for a while.

What's more, the wife of the sect leader died suddenly, and the sect master was tossed half to death by the poison, and the mountain was full of disciples who were seriously injured in the battle with Wen Pianhong—the disabled, the dead, they were all busy But come here, he will not pay attention to Yan bullying Xue Lanyin's unusual behavior.

So the apprentice squatted on the ground to scrape the skin, and the master stood beside him and passed the sword. The figures around came and went, and came and went, occasionally with one or two people with missing arms or broken legs, just moaning and howling miserably all the way.

In fact, until now, Xue Lanyin's mood has not been completely calmed down.

He buried his head and carefully handled Gu Hebai's human skin on the ground, feeling that what happened before his eyes was like an unrealistic dream.

In the past, he had imagined countless ways to severely take Wen Pianhong's life away, but because Yan Hua was by his side, he had to put aside most of the grudges, in exchange for his lover's lifelong peace.

After all, being obsessed with revenge and fighting all the time will only drag him and Yan Hao into the eternal hell.

So once thinking of this point, Xue Lan will always put Yan Jue's safety first because she has a bottom line in her heart.

Unexpectedly, after wandering around for such a long time, he even planned to die on Lingtai Mountain - but Wen Pianhong took the first step at this time, and even Xue Lan hadn't fully recovered, so he was so silent Gone without a breath.

Xue Lan originally thought that people like Wen Pianhong would either cause disasters for thousands of years, or die violently, and everyone knew about it.

But he walked simply and easily, basically without suffering any form of pain.Such a result is too gentle for a villain whose hands are full of meat and who deserves no good end.

Even Yan Jue couldn't help but said: "It's cheap for him, it's such a joy to die..."

Xue Lan thought for a while, looked at the pool of scarlet and glaring bloodstains left by Shen Miaozhou on the ground, and still bullied Yan: "It's actually not bad, he killed all his women——Wen Pianhong's whole life , that's all."

"That can't be regarded as his woman." Yan Jue corrected, "Shen Miaozhou is the wife of a Ming matchmaker surnamed Mo, how could it be his?"

"Oh, that's...he didn't snatch other people's wives without dying."

These words were quite reasonable, and the master and apprentice felt a burst of relief in their hearts.

After all, Wen Pianhong, a bastard, lived a life of wandering, fighting and killing for a whole life.It didn't end up being any good either, tossing until the end, not to mention the betrayal of relatives, and accidentally killing the love in my heart by mistake.

Anyway, in the end, it is a dead end.

Xue Lanyin lowered her head and scraped off the human skin bit by bit, finally placed it in the palm of her hand, and wrapped it gently in her outer robe.

When he turned around again, Yan Jue was still squatting beside him, staring at him intently.Because Xue Lan had just fiddled with the entire human skin and her hands were still dirty, she couldn't hold Yan Jue, so she turned her head and leaned in, kissing the corner of Master's lips with a little blood stain.

At that time, Xue Lan had witnessed the deaths of Wen Pianhong and Shen Miaozhou with her own eyes, her heart was still empty, and she always felt that something was missing.

Only when he looked up at Yan Jue again, would he feel some empty, fragmented, and unreachable illusions, which circled back bit by bit, filling his entire heart.

Wen Pianhong is dead, but Yan Jue is still by his side.

Because of Xue Lan's indifferent head, many ideas related to the future popped up for no reason.

He looked at Yan Jue's tattered appearance, and wanted to change him into a good one, clean and beautiful, and tie up his long black hair, intertwining it with his own to form a knot.

So Xue Lanyin said to Yan: "When I get down from the mountain, I will also... I will marry you into the house with eight sedan chairs... I will treat you well, Master."

Yan Jue was burying his head in thinking about something, when he was shocked enough by his words.Ignoring the pain of the wound for a while, I gave my apprentice a slap: "I haven't gone down the mountain yet, and now there are people coming and going everywhere, and it's inconvenient to go anywhere. Are you thinking about carrying a big sedan chair first? "

Xue Lan scratched her head, she just pursed her lips and smiled, "Isn't it good to tell you in advance?"

Yan Jue looked at him, and soon laughed together.After a long while, I was a little embarrassed and said: "Run first, leave Lingtai Mountain and talk about other things!"

Xue Lanyin nodded, and immediately stood up straight with great difficulty supporting the ground.He was seriously injured, and the cuts on his back had not yet healed smoothly, but at this juncture, he was in no mood to care whether it hurt or not. He stood up tremblingly, holding Gu Hebai's skin in one hand, Reaching out to help Yan Jue up.

However, in the middle of the journey, Xue Lan seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately said to Yan: "By the way, Master! What about the Dragon Tribulation Seal?"

Yan Jue was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly realized that he had completely forgotten about more important things under this turmoil.

"Yeah... Jielong Seal! I almost missed that thing." Yan Jue struggled to get up, and said anxiously, "Yun Zhehuan... Where did Yun Zhehuan go?"

He raised his head and was forced to look for Yun Zhehuan among the large crowd of strangers who were constantly coming and going.

But what is strange is that there was not much distance between each other, after Wen Pianhong's soul shattered and disappeared just now, even that ghost girl Yun Zhehuan disappeared.

Yan Jue stepped forward slightly, and looked around almost all the places that could be seen.

——How did she, a dying person covered in wounds and blood and extremely difficult to move, overcome many obstacles and hide herself silently?

Yan Jue was completely stunned. He seized the time to search around, while groping in mid-air, he grabbed Xue Lanyin's sleeve: "Hey, Xue Xiaomao, come quickly and help me find..."

--try to find.

The last word has not been finished in time.

I only heard a sharp sound of flesh and blood bursting, viscera and bones being torn apart.

Yan Jue hurriedly turned his head, still clutching Xue Lanyin's tattered corner of his clothes.

He didn't even come to terms with it.Suddenly, two or three drops of warm liquid hit his neck, chest, and even between his arms.

But in a hurry, a biting and burning pain ignited.

Yan Jue's gaze was distracted for a moment, and then slowly shifted his gaze down.

— There was no one around him.

Some of them were just a pool of bloody and bloody bone fragments, which were biting, corroding, and burning irresistibly under the high temperature and dense scalding of the blood circulation.

And four feet away behind Yan Jue, there was an extremely familiar, piercingly familiar figure of a man.

The falcon-like eyes, accompanied by a festered and bloated face, and in his huge and powerful palm, are boiling and leaping, turbulent and hot like a beast——

Only the blood of the living sword clansmen.