Heaven forced me to be a villain

Bo Li was a little apprehensive, but on second thought, even if Tan Qiu saw it through, so what?Thinking of this, he felt more at ease, and then he got up and went to open the door.

Tan Qiu is still wearing the gray robe, dotted with some light yellow leaves, which is very in line with the old and dilapidated feeling of autumn, and the dark gray cloak he is wearing also complements his temperament.Although Tan Qiu didn't know how many years he had lived, his face was no different from that of a young man in his twenties. His appearance was also very outstanding, with sword-shaped eyebrows and eyes, but people could tell at a glance that he was not He is not as young as his appearance, full of maturity and stability after being washed away, with a straight nose bridge and a thin mouth.He stood in front of the door, like a mountain that had been standing for a thousand years, silent, but it made people feel safe.

"Aho."

For some reason, when Tan Qiu called his name, Bo Li always felt that there was something else in his voice, but he couldn't say it.

Bo Li took out a bean blue porcelain cup from the tea holder, he didn't know the tea ceremony, he just poured tea from the teapot into the cup, offered it with both hands, and handed it to Tan Qiu.

He took it, took a sip, put the cup on the table, stared at the cup in a daze, and asked tentatively, "Master?"

"Which one is the apprentice you fancy?"

"Yan Yuezhi." Bo Li didn't hide it, and directly said the protagonist's name, and he knew in his heart that this might be an opportunity for Yan Yuezhi.

"Oh, no wonder you have been by his side these days."

When Tan Qiu spoke again, Bo Li really had nothing to say, although he already knew that almost everything was transparent in front of this master, unless he didn't want to see it.

"Master is really powerful."

Boli is actually a little angry, maybe he was fed up with this kind of life of being watched by others in modern times, so the anger in his heart is rising, although he also knows that Tan Qiu is just a business It is a public office, and it has been agreed before that he will supervise the five brothers and sisters.

"Ahe, do you still remember when you first entered the sect?"

Tan Qiu looked at him steadfastly, with deep and compassionate eyes, it felt like looking at a particularly miserable wretch.In all fairness, Tan Qiu in He Xie's memory is always gentle and quiet, but in Bo Li's eyes, this master is like a slut, maybe he already knew that He Xie's shell had changed, but he just didn't bother to say it. That's all.

"I remember."

He knew what Tan Qiu wanted to say. At that time, He Xie was young and in full bloom, and entered the Qing Yanzong with his vigor and single fire spiritual root. At that time, Tan Qiu didn't want to accept He Xie as his disciple.The original owner He Xie's temper is no better than Bo Li's. Although he is cold-tempered, his tenacity in his heart is unmatched. Since Tan Qiu didn't want to accept him as a disciple, he insisted on forcing it.Practice day and night, selfless practice sword, just to let Tan Qiu at least face him squarely.

The opportunity for Tan Qiu to take He Xie as his apprentice was a competition among the disciples of the Lord of the Five Realms. He Xie was an apprentice who was not considered the Lord of the Five Realms, but his situation was so special that the suzerain let him go.He Xie made a bet with Tan Qiu, if he can win the competition, he hopes to have a chance to fight against Tan Qiu.Tan Qiu thought that he would directly ask him to accept him as an apprentice, but He thanked him too much, and he refused to admit defeat in his heart, and he would only join his disciples if Tan Qiu agreed with him.

He Xie naturally won that competition, and also won a chance to fight Tan Qiu.On the day of their competition, it was the time when the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and the yellow leaves all over the ground were blown by the wind and fluttered in the air. Tan Qiu held a bamboo sword and said to He Xie that if he could restrain him within three moves, he would be counted. He Xie won.

The final ending does not need any explanation, Tan Qiu lost.The situation had been stable at first, but at the last moment, He Xie had the heart to catch Tan Qiu's bamboo sword full of spiritual energy with his hands. He was probably too impatient and ignored himself. His sword also pointed directly at Tan Qiu.

In fact, this memory of He Xie gave Boli the feeling that Tan Qiu let go of the water, and He Xie should have felt it himself, so he left such an impression on Boli.

"At that time, why were you so desperate?" When Tan Qiu asked this question, he twisted a small piece of fabric of the cloak with his thumb and forefinger and rubbed it back and forth.

"Maybe he was eager to prove himself." Bo Li thought for a moment and replied, he was not He Xie, and he didn't know what He Xie was thinking at that time, so he could only answer this question according to his own understanding.

When he finished speaking and looked up at Tan Qiu, his expression was relaxed, his eyes were out of focus, and he was a little absent-minded.

"Really?" Tan Qiu murmured, but Bo Li didn't seem to hear it.

Tan Qiu didn't sit for a long time, and then came out of the state of folding lotus.

Bo Li didn't know why Tan Qiu came here to ask such a question on purpose, but he didn't delve into it. This was one of his strengths, so he stopped thinking about it if he couldn't figure it out.

He took out the jade slip from his bosom, and it was blank at the moment, Bo Li finally knew that it was not that simple to complete the first task.

I can still help him in the secret realm, but what should I do in the fourth round of group competition.

He only has ten days, and it's not easy for Yan Yuezhi to know that he is the one who helped him.Bo Li thought of that mask again, that's all he could do.

He changed into a crimson shirt, put on a ghost mask, and arrived at Yan Yuezhi's courtyard with ease.Standing at the door, Bo Li couldn't help being happy again when he heard the sound of sword dancing inside. It seems that this kid really wants to enter the inner door.

Bo Li sat on the wall of the small courtyard and watched for a while, wondering what kind of swordsmanship Yan Yuezhi practiced, it seemed that every move and style had a certain style.

"Since the benefactor is here, why don't you come down and give me some pointers." Seeing Bo Li sitting on the wall, the corners of Yan Yuezhi's mouth could not help but curl up, and his tone became a little upbeat.

"Practice very well."

"But with my little effort, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet the requirements of the benefactor to enter the inner sect." Thinking of this, Yan Yue lowered his head and said nothing, as if he had done something wrong.

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

"Really?!" The child who was so depressed just now raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and he looked at himself without blinking.

Bo Li couldn't help but hooked the corners of his lips. The current protagonist is really...innocent, kind, and cute. He now understands why some people like to play parenting games. This kind of feeling of raising a son, the sense of accomplishment is simply not enough .

"nature."

"Since when?" Yan Yuezhi raised his head and asked him still looking full of anticipation.

"Tomorrow, you practice your sword." Bo Li was still sitting on the wall, watching Yan Yuezhi practicing his sword below, his small body was holding a branch and waving it around. It's a pleasure to watch.

After practicing several sets of sword skills, Yan Yuezhi was already dripping with sweat, but the child was still smiling, as if he didn't feel tired at all.

Bo Li jumped down and landed in the yard, he took out some food and put it on the stone table in the yard, beckoning Yan Yuezhi to eat.

Yan Yuezhi didn't make any noise with him, and started to eat in big mouthfuls, maybe because he was really hungry, and he didn't even have time to be polite.

Bo Li looked at this child with complicated emotions. If there was Zhihu in ancient times, he might be able to write a [-]-[-]-word answer to the question "What kind of experience is it like to be killed by his raised son?" Feeling after death.But it's not sure, if he changes the plot this time, maybe the protagonist will let him go after a long time.

In short, now he can only follow the requirements of the jade slip step by step, and can only pray in his heart that the words will not go too far.