Why do you have to be forced to kill disciples as a teacher [Rebirth]

After Xiao Yiyun withdrew his finger from Jiang Xiaoshu's mouth, it took another half a minute before he seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and slowly released the hand that was pressing Jiang Xiaoshu's neck.

It was also fortunate that Jiang Xiaoshu had a juvenile body, with a flexible waist and limbs, lying on his back on the table for half a day, he didn't feel sore and his legs were weak.

Xiao Yiyun sat back at the table again, his eyes were indifferent, and he held the green tea in his hand expressionlessly.

Jiang Xiaoshu observed his words for a moment, and cautiously tried to ask, "Well, Master..."

Xiao Yiyun's eyelids moved slightly, but he didn't look up.

Jiang Xiaoshu had no choice but to continue, "Looking like this, is there any way to solve it... If the demon blood has been in my body, uh, after a long time, maybe the demon god will use my body to be reborn?"

Xiao Yiyun said, "En."

Jiang Xiaoshu: "..."

Um what ah huh!If she is reborn, the young master will become a container, and the young master will die, do you know that!Your apprentice, dear kind!will die!

Jiang Xiaoshu choked up, and continued to bite the bullet, "Then what should I do, Master, is there any way to solve it?"

At this time, Xiao Yiyun finally raised his eyelids and looked at him, and said calmly, "If the host dies, the demon blood will be sealed until the next opportunity comes. So as long as the method is right, we must ensure that the demon god will not be killed within a thousand years, or even forever. Resurrection is possible."

"..." Jiang Xiaoshu said, "That, that's pretty good..."

...The premise is that the "host" must be dead.

Seeing his duplicity in agreeing, Xiao Yiyun curled the corners of his lips with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "Cultivators of immortals should have the world in mind, and take it as their duty to protect all living beings. If Xiaoshu can really suppress and seal up the demon gods, so that they will no longer be Disaster the world, in exchange for your own life, are you willing?"

"..."

willing!Couldn't be more willing!My mother's successor to socialism is just a small brick, where it needs to be moved!

……I bother.

Jiang Xiaoshu's heart went cold, he felt a chill to his bones, he never thought that Xiao Yiyun would be such a selfless, ruthless person.If this is the case, wouldn't all his previous efforts be in vain?The most ridiculous thing is that the butcher knife that is about to be swung down was handed over by Jiang Xiaoshu himself!

Jiang Xiaoshu clenched his fingers almost into his flesh, and said in a low voice, "Master, I..."

However, in the next second, Xiao Yiyun suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "But even if you want to, you will never do that as a teacher."

Jiang Xiaoshu suddenly raised his head!

I saw Xiao Yiyun lowered his head unhurriedly, took a sip of tea lightly, looked at Jiang Xiaoshu with an indescribable smile, and said, "Don't worry, when the time is right, I'll help you Just bring it out."

Jiang Xiaoshu said in surprise, "Let it out!?"

Xiao Yiyun nodded lightly, and said, "Yes, bring it out."

Can this also be brought out?Jiang Xiaoshu was dumbfounded, Master Xindao, you are really omnipotent, you are peerless capable, this can also be drawn out.

Jiang Xiaoshu asked, "... how to quote?"

Xiao Yiyun kept his gaze on Jiang Xiaoshu casually, and said, "You will know when the time comes."

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the light was at its darkest.Xiao Yiyun sat motionless by the window. From Jiang Xiaoshu's perspective, he felt that he was very much like a statue interlaced with light and shadow, and this statue gave him a very strange feeling.

Jiang Xiaoshu looked at Xiao Yiyun and thought carefully for a while, and then suddenly realized after a while that this strangeness came from Xiao Yiyun's gaze that was always on him.

When most people communicate with each other, they habitually look into each other's eyes. However, when Xiao Yiyun looked at Jiang Xiaoshu, the point of his gaze was obviously not the eyes, but a lower place.

Jiang Xiaoshu felt uncomfortable being looked at like this, moved awkwardly, touched his cheek and asked, "Master, is there something stuck on my face?"

Xiao Yiyun was stunned, looked away, and put his gaze back on the undulating tea leaves at the bottom of the cup. After a while, he said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

Jiang Xiaoshu was puzzled, and looked at Xiao Yiyun again, and saw that his expression was calm, as if there was nothing unusual, but he did not notice that under the carved wooden table, Xiao Yiyun's slender and strong fingers curled up imperceptibly.

He didn't understand this question until Jiang Xiaoshu left the inner room. At that time, Jiang Xiaoshu was passing a round porcelain plate at the corner.

Jiang Xiaoshu liked its shape, and would look up every time he passed by.But today, when he cast his eyes again, he saw one or two inconspicuous red marks in his own shadow, probably around his neck.

It should have been accidentally left by Xiao Yiyun not long ago, but the shape is not very obvious, there is no obvious finger mark... But looking at it this way, it looks like another kind of imaginative trace.

In this world, the more fragile something is, the more destructive it is.

These red marks were imprinted on the young man's slender and fair neck, which not only made him look more charming and ambiguous, but also faintly seemed to reveal a kind of temptation, tempting people to hold on to him again, strangling his throat, making him struggle under his body, collapsed and called for help , surrender completely!And all the control over life and death are all in the hands of one person...

Jiang Xiaoshu stared blankly at the reflection on the porcelain surface, remembering Xiao Yiyun's last glance at him before the wooden door was completely closed, suddenly a chill could not help rising from inside to outside his whole body.