The villain is raising an apprentice

Ye Yutian turned around, his eyes swept over the people in the hall one by one.

Some people kept their expressions on the ground, while others clenched their fists secretly, with hidden anger and murderous intent in their eyes, Ye Yutian didn't care when he saw it, he didn't believe and didn't need other people's loyalty.

Either defeat him or surrender!

"Elder, you have wrongly blamed the sect leader. It was Elder Long who betrayed first." Zishu's gentle voice came from the entrance of the hall like a spring breeze, and he controlled the wheelchair forward with some difficulty.

Wei Qi's eyes flashed, he glanced at Ye Yutian, and stepped forward to help push the wheelchair.

Zishu has always been handsome, and he is also in charge of big and small matters when Ye Yutian is not around. He is very convincing in the teaching, and everyone salutes slightly.

"Elder Long held the power of Xinge, not only passed on false news many times, but also deliberately leaked the whereabouts of the leader, putting the leader in danger, and he deserves to die."

"This," everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Ye Yutian frowned slightly, he never liked to explain, all he needed was absolute deterrence and obedience, even if he was killed casually, so what.

It's just that you can't face Zishu with this temper, he said softly: "Why don't you go back first, it's too cold here."

Although Ye Yutian used questioning sentences, Zishu also knew that he had better not say no, he sighed: "They are all your disciples, many things can be discussed, save your life."

Ye Yutian frowned slightly, and glanced at Zishu, who was still gentle and indifferent, with kindness in his eyes.Nodding slightly, motioned Wei Qi to take the book back.

Ye Yutian sat back in his seat, called out a few names, and closed his eyes: "Let's get started, I'll give you time to explain."

Shen Bujin stood outside the hall. Without permission, they were not qualified to enter the meeting hall. He also understood why Wei Qi stopped them - he stood outside the door, but his breath was full of blood.

There were screams from time to time, and people were being dragged out continuously, almost out of human form, Ye Yutian did not kill them, but life was worse than death.

Wuyou's eyes were full of panic, she had never seen her brother like this, she couldn't bear to go in but was stopped by Shen Buru, and finally ran away holding back her vomiting and covering her mouth.

When everything is over, those who come out alive feel as if they have passed away. After three years, the young leader once again showed his iron-blooded methods. Some people are happy and some are sad.

Shen Bujin waited for a while, and the four elders, including a newcomer and two Davidians, came out. Shen Bujin saluted, and they didn't dare to ask the elders to return the salute, but their faces were serious, and Shen Bujin wanted to ask It rests in the throat.

The coolness spread on his face, and he suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the falling white. I don't know when, the first snow of this year will come.

Feeling more and more uneasy, the council hall is already gloomy and cold, and I seldom use it here, why is Master still staying in there when everyone is gone?

Shen Buruo forced himself to wait a little longer, and Ye Yutian came out when he couldn't wait to go in, and the moment he stepped out the door, he shivered obviously.

"Master." Shen Buru stepped forward and handed the cloak in his hand to Ye Yutian, he only wore single clothes in winter.

Ye Yutian's momentum is still strong, but it's just a disguise brought by the aura of the superior, and he can clearly feel the vainness inside him if he can't sink into it.

"It's snowing," Ye Yutian stretched out his hand, but didn't catch anything - the snow was long, too slow, he didn't bother to wait for it to fall on the palm of his hand.

Taking advantage of the situation, he waved his hand at Shen Burui, "No need, why are you here?" Then he thought of something, "Wuyou also came here?"

Shen Buruo heard the slight change in the master's tone, and was surprised to understand the underlying meaning of the words.Almost all the remaining warmth from the master was given to Wuyou, and he couldn't bear to speak.

However, Ye Yutian could guess it by looking at him, not to mention Shen Bujin. Since Wuyou came here, it is already a problem that he is not here. Although his hands are covered with blood, he has never shown it in front of Wuyou. Almost pathos.

"She thinks I'm cruel?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Yutian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the aura of pretending dissipated in an instant, and he couldn't even stand still.

Shen Buruo was startled, and stepped forward to catch the person who fell forward.

He used [-]% of his strength, but when he hugged him, he found that it was surprisingly light, and his voice was rarely trembling: "Master?"

The surroundings are too quiet, the whole world seems to be only people hugging each other in the snowflakes.

"It's not in the way." Ye Yutian slowed down for two seconds, pushed his apprentice away and straightened up.

He was already injured, and he also received two blows when he was fighting with Elder Long. He was so sad and angry just now, and he was much better after spurting out the stagnant blood.

"En." Shen Buruo didn't show any superfluous expression on his face, he turned sideways and hid his trembling hand behind his back: "Does Master need any medicine, this disciple will get it."

"No, it will take a few days to recuperate. You don't need to go to Wei Qi's side, come directly to my place tomorrow." Ye Yutian didn't stop walking when he said this, and he was almost out of sight when he finished speaking.

Shen Buru looked at the back of the master who was getting further and further away, snowflakes flew and fell on the black clothes and black hair, as if the weakness just now was his illusion.

But the tip of his nose still seems to be lingering with that smell, the smell brought by the wind caused by inertia when Ye Yutian slammed his chin on his shoulder.

It's weird, I can't sink my mind into it.

Master clearly came from the blood, but it was full of the fragrance of grass and trees.

Nanmenjiao, Houshan.

The first snow was not very big, and it fell to the ground in a row before disappearing within a few seconds.

But the strange thing is that there is a pool here that has not frozen. The snowflakes not only did not melt, but floated leisurely, so crystal clear that the shape could be seen clearly.

The whole back mountain seems to be isolated from the world, so quiet that only the sound of wind blowing and snowflakes falling can be heard.

Suddenly there was a breaking wind, and the person who came was Ye Yutian who had left just now.

The slender figure stopped by the pool, hesitated for two seconds, then suddenly took off his clothes and walked down step by step.

The bone-chilling coldness is not just a simple cold air, it seems to be able to absorb on the bones, and it hurts like a heart.

Ye Yutian's white skin became transparent, and his whole body seemed to melt like snowflakes that touched his body. He exhaled a long breath, leaned against the pool and closed his eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Qi appeared three meters away, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Master, there's news from Xinge that the fish has bitten the hook."

Ye Yutian's fingers resting on the edge of the pool moved: "Don't be in a hurry, let the other side not act rashly."

"Yes." Wei Qi was about to step back but was stopped.

"Wait, you don't have anything else to say?" Ye Yutian said each word very slowly, as if he had some meaning, but his tone was casual, as if he was just asking casually.

Wei Qi, who kept his head down, couldn't help looking at Ye Yutian, his eyes fell on the red mask and he lowered his head suddenly.

After two seconds of silence, he knelt on one knee and said in a low voice, "No."

"No?" Ye Yutian raised his eyes to look at the kneeling person, paused for a while, then chuckled, "Go down."

Wei Qi's body froze, a trace of surprise appeared on his stern face, he didn't expect to get out alive.

There was a trace of struggle and hesitation in his eyes, but in the end he took orders and retreated.

Wei Qi walked out of the back mountain, looked up and saw a person sitting under a tree in the distance.The wind blowing up from the bottom of the cliff stirred the man's robe and hair, his back was straight, and he looked cold and ruthless.

Wei Qi didn't know how long he watched until the man turned his head and waved at him with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

He hesitated for two seconds, raised his foot and walked slowly.

"So reluctant?" The smile on Zishu's face changed slightly, it was no longer the usual warm and polite smile, with a little teasing, perhaps teasing.

Zishu saluted, "Professor Nan."

Zishu withdrew his half-stretched hand, his face changed slightly, "You still call me Assistant Teacher Nan, it's really sad."

This kind of Zishu is really different from the usual ones. Wei Qi moved his lips slightly, glanced at the person, and kept his posture without speaking.

Zishu paused, turned the fingers in his hand, and smiled again with a slightly cold expression, "Stop saluting," he said after a pause, "I didn't do it on purpose that day."

Wei Qi stood up straight, his pupils shrank when he heard this, his eyes fell on Zi Shu and then quickly moved away.

Zishu's eyes fell on Wei Qi's face. In fact, it's best to be a dark guard with no features, but Wei Qi's eyes are too deep, and even his plain face is more attractive.

Looking like a person covered in ice, Zishu really couldn't restrain the evil taste of wanting to tear off the mask. He raised his eyebrows and continued, "Do you feel good, do you want to do it again?"

Sure enough, the expression that looked like a woodcarving changed somewhat, and his deep gaze brought Zishu into his gaze, with some hesitant anger.

Zishu looked away from the pulsating veins on the back of Wei Qi's hand, and continued fearlessly, "Why this expression, it didn't look like this when you tore my clothes."

Wei Qi's mood was obviously a little out of control, and the bloodshot eyes were almost overflowing. He rushed forward and grabbed the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "Are you?"

Zishu was caught off guard, the cold breath on his face made him subconsciously lean back, Wei Qi's eyes made him feel that he was the prey locked by the hunter.

But in just a second, Wei Qi quickly regained his senses. He straightened his body and remained silent for two seconds, "I said, this life, you can take it if you want, but don't recruit me."

Zishu lowered his eyes, and the palm he was holding under the wide sleeve was slightly spread out, and there was a trace of blood spreading in the palm that no one saw.

"Forget it, stop teasing you, push me back."

Although Ye Yutian said not to use medicine, Shen Bujin was still worried, he thought it would be better if he could get some supplements, so he went to the Medicine Pavilion.

There are many people fighting swords in Jianghu, but not many people hanging pots to help the world, especially in Nanmenjiao, it is said that there are only two people in the medicine pavilion, one is a strange old man who boasts that he is a medical saint, and the other is Wuyou .

Shen Bujin was not surprised when he saw the billowing black smoke and the roar of the strange old man. He didn't come often, but he could see this kind of scene every time.

If I had to say it was different, the little girl who usually yelled more fiercely lost her arrogance, and sat down in front of the medicine pot with her head down, fanning her fan once and for all.

Seeing Shen Buruo coming over, the old man rushed to drag him, Shen Buruo dodged lightly so that no one could touch him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The old man is no stranger to it, he still despises this kid as if he wants to take away his immortality.But at this time, I can forgive a little, after all, I have something to say in a whisper.

"Do you think that girl met a heartless man and abandoned her all the time?"

This whisper is very characteristic, it can be heard a few meters away.

However, Wuyou didn't respond. After a while, the old man rolled his eyes, and asked Shen Fuxin with a worried face: "Did I speak too softly, and she didn't hear it? No, I'll tell you again."

Shen Buru had a little understanding of the old man's temper, so he raised his hand to stop him, "She heard."

Even half-deaf people should hear.

"Impossible, I whispered it, and how could she not scold me after hearing it, I want it" the old man said, tugging at his ear.

"If a person vomits blood suddenly, what would be the reason?" Shen Bujin interrupted the old man and asked in a low voice.

"My brother vomited blood?" Wuyou stood up all of a sudden, his voice was a little uncontrollable.

"I told you, she can hear you." Shen Bujin signaled this scene to the old man.

The old man who was stroking his beard and was about to answer was upset. He turned his head and his beard was about to fly: "I said you girl can't hear you? It turns out that"

"No, I have to go and have a look." Wuyou didn't look at the old man at all, and ran into the house as he spoke, took some medicine and ran away shaking his feet without saying a word.

"Hey, you girl, people haven't said who it is yet, you persuade her," the old man said to Shen Buru, with an old face.

This girl is real, and she doesn't say whether she will come back or not. If she doesn't come back, who will burn today's fire?

Shen Buruo pondered for a while, if it was someone else, he would have to hide the news, but it is not necessary for this ordinary old man who is addicted to herbal medicine and has no martial arts.

"Master was injured. I came here to see if there is any better-tasting tonic?"

"How can there be medicine that tastes good?! Hold your nose and go down." The old man watched the labor who had finally been abducted run away. The nose is not the nose or the eyes.

Shen Buru shook his head, Ye Yutian was extremely picky about the taste, "I don't want Master to force it."

The old man who walked in with his hands behind his back turned his head, looked up and down, and winked.

"So caring? Those who know are your master, but those who don't know think it's your little love."