Dressed as a scumbag and survived with a vest

In the face of provocation, how will the sword master respond?

Yan Qing waved her hand proudly, "It's still too early for you to want me dead."

Ran Lie's face was gloomy, he snorted coldly, turned and left Zhaoyang Hall.

Zuo Tang really cared about Yan Qing and let Yan Qing leave.

At this time, it was already evening, the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and the sun and moon were chaotic.

Qing Lingzong is as peaceful and beautiful as a fairyland.

Yan Qing walked with the sword, looking at the mountains and rivers, her heart was very peaceful.

The news that Jian Zun was about to compete with Yao Guangzong Ran Lie tomorrow quickly spread throughout the Qing Lingzong, and the disciples were very excited.

"That Ran Lie didn't know how to live or die, and dared to provoke Master!"

"Last time in the fight, Ran Lie was seriously injured, and his face was also cut with a huge wound. I saw it today, and the wound is not healed yet."

"Xiurong Dan can recover from his injuries. I heard that Ran Lie was humiliated and left scars on purpose to encourage him to practice hard!"

"Speaking of which, the master did too much back then. Ran Lie asked him for advice, just ignore it. He just proposed to fight, and the defeated person took the sword. Later, he saw that the sword was not good enough and was damaged on the spot. Sister Ran Lie's relic."

"Hey, where are you standing? Master gave us more Lingshi Lingguo, the only one in the Qing Lingzong, but you speak for others? At that time, Master must not have known that it was the relic of Sister Ran Lie. Both Gong Wen and Lu Shaojie can give middle-grade spirit stones, so why are they still coveting other people's swords?"

"That's right, Ran Lie must have done something to anger Master back then, so that Master humiliated him and destroyed his sword."

Listening to the chirping voices of the disciples, Yan Qing walked slowly to the most remote wing.

Coming to the front of the room, Yan Qing knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened, and Wu Jinyun appeared in front of the door.

He was wearing a blue student uniform, with soft curly hair, and he was full of nobility without any decorations.

"Master." The child saluted obediently.

With a soft heart, Yan Qing touched Wu Jinyun's hair. He liked Wu Jinyun's curly hair very much, and it felt very good to the touch.

Unfortunately, I won't be able to touch it in the future.

Yan Qing took out the porcelain bottle that Miao Tianyang asked him to hand over from the storage bag, and handed it to him, "Sister Miao specially asked me to give you the pill that can restore meridians."

Wu Jinyun opened the porcelain bottle in silence, and a light fragrance wafted out, which made her feel refreshed and happy.

"Sister Miao says she doesn't like it, but she misses you very much." Yan Qing said.

Wu Jinyun put away the porcelain vase, her eyes were calm, "I understand, I hope Master will thank her on my behalf."

Yan Qing withdrew her hand, her expression complicated, "Go by yourself when you have time, I hope you can reconcile in the future."

"Master." Wu Jinyun said, "I heard that Master will fight Ran Lie tomorrow?"

Yan Qing nodded, "Xiaoyun knows?"

"Brothers and sisters are talking about it." Wu Jinyun walked into the house as he spoke, and found a small knife, and the snow flashed across it.

"What are you doing?" Yan Qing grabbed his hand in surprise.

Wu Jinyun's exquisite face remained calm, "Master, my blood can allow you to gather spiritual power as soon as possible."

"No need!" Yan Qing sternly refused.

Wu Jinyun frowned slightly.

Yan Qing sighed and patted his head, "No, don't injure yourself carelessly."

Wu Jinyun looked up at him and nodded.

Just as Yan Qing relaxed her mind, she saw Wu Jinyun slit his wrist with a knife, and blood gushed out wildly.

"Master, drink quickly." The small wrist was passed to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was extremely angry and covered his wound in a panic, "What are you doing!"

"Master, if you stop drinking, the wound will heal." The child's voice was cold and indifferent, "My blood will be wasted."

"I don't need your blood!" Yan Qing was furious.

"Master, don't you hate me?" Wu Jinyun nodded, and stretched out his hand to slash a wound on his arm.

"You!" Yan Qing was shocked and angry.

Wu Jinyun's behavior was too unexpected!It's like you can't hear him!

"Drink." Wu Jinyun held out his arm again.

Yan Qing was afraid that he would hurt herself if she didn't drink, so she quickly leaned over and grabbed his arm, ate a few mouthfuls of blood, and then said: "Enough."

With a handsome face, the lips were stained with bright red blood, making her face even fairer.

Wu Jinyun narrowed his eyes, retracted his hand, and lightly licked the wound.

A small tongue slid across the wound.

Thinking that she was also licking her wound just now, Yan Qing suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Wait, I'll ask the pharmacy to get the medicine right away..."

"It's okay." The place Wu Jinyun licked no longer bled, and even the wound became much smaller.

Yan Qing was startled, what a terrifying healing ability this is!

The pure blood of the witch clan is so terrifying!

He suddenly felt relieved, even if he left, Wu Jinyun should be able to live well in Qing Lingzong.

That's right, the bold decision Yan Qing made was to run away.

He was afraid.

He admitted that he was really scared.

When he first got the news of the competition, he was scared, but when he thought that there was still a month to go, he felt like a drowning person struggling to death.

Fortunately, he met Senior Brother Yun and learned a lot of knowledge. At that time, he even thought about recovering his cultivation and successfully won the competition.

But after a period of training, he knew it was impossible.

From Jindan to distraction stage, the gap is really too big, even a genius can't cross it in a month.

Now that the competition was suddenly advanced again, Ran Lie hated him deeply, Yan Qing felt that she might die on the competition stage.

If so, run away.

It's a bit unseemly, but he really wants to live, and live every day he can.

"From now on, take good care of yourself." Yan Qing rubbed Wu Jinyun's hair with gentle eyes.

The one he couldn't let go of was Wu Jinyun, after all, he had promised to take care of him at the beginning, but now he left him and ran away.

Wu Jinyun backed away suspiciously, avoiding his paws touching his head.

Yan Qing smiled, took a deep look at him, turned and walked out of the room, standing up with the sword.

Night falls.

The evening wind blows.

Yan Qing couldn't calm down for a long time, but she didn't know who to talk to.

After flying for a while, he took out the jade talisman, pressed the magic circle, and the other side quickly connected.

Yan Qing whispered, "Senior Brother Yun."

"How about the daytime training?" Senior Brother Yun cared about his cultivation as always.

Yan Qing took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound normal, "Very good."

"Continue to practice swordsmanship and spiritual power tonight. After you get familiar with it, I will teach you how to speed up..."

"Brother." Yan Qing held the jade talisman tightly.

"Ok?"

Yan Qing was silent for a long time before saying, "Isn't it shameful to run away from difficulties?"

It seemed that he didn't expect him to ask this question, wondering: "Why do you ask that?"

Yan Qing took a deep breath, looked at the vast darkness and said: "Recently, I encountered a very difficult matter. If I don't do it, the consequences will be serious, and if I do it, the consequences will be very serious. I am in a dilemma. I have always been entangled. , but today I suddenly became timid and prepared to run away... Am I very useless?"

Senior Brother Yun didn't hesitate, "It's a little bit."

Although she knew that Senior Brother Yun was usually cold and proud, Yan Qing still looked forward to hearing comfort, but Senior Brother Yun actually said that he was useless.

Yan Qing almost cried, "I knew I was useless!"

"Everyone is useless sometimes, and most of the time." Senior Brother Yun's voice was still flat, "God will always set up various obstacles and helplessness, and people are powerless."

Yan Qing rubbed her eyes, "But, I ran away because I was scared."

He was not brave, and flinched when he heard Ran Lie's threats.

He is a coward.

A low laugh came from the jade talisman, "Are you blaming yourself?"

Yan Qing froze for a moment.

"If you don't do it, the consequences will be serious, so choose a way that makes you feel comfortable."

A way to make yourself feel comfortable?

Yan Qing vaguely had an idea in her heart.

"Thank you, brother." He hung up the jade talisman.

The Zhiling Sword had already flown out of the Lingzong of the Qing Dynasty, Yan Qing's expression changed for a moment, he gritted his teeth, and turned around to fly back.

"Yo, Venerable Yan." A laugh suddenly came from behind.

Hearing the familiar cold voice, Yan Qing shuddered, turned her head quickly, and found Ran Lie Yujian flying behind her.

Is he following himself?

Yan Qing asked cautiously, "What are you doing here?"

Ran Lie hovered in the air, crossed his chest and sneered, "I was afraid that you would escape, so I deliberately guarded outside the Qing Lingzong."

Yan Qing calmed down, "How can I escape, my majestic Sword Master?"

"That's not necessarily true." Ran Lie chuckled, with a very determined expression on his face, which confused Yan Qing.

Ran Lie acted as if he knew he would be able to defeat him.

Ran Lie leaned over, his voice was low, "Yan Zun, I have seen Xiao Tingzi."

Xiao Tingzi?

Yan Qing reacted for a while, and then remembered that Zuo Tangzhen had mentioned this person, the one who went mad with Jin Guangzong.

With a shock in her heart, Yan Qing suddenly understood the meaning in Ran Lie's eyes.

He must have heard the news from Xiao Tingzi, thinking that he was practicing evil skills, so he simply proposed the decision to fight in advance, and even dared to threaten him in Zhaoyang Palace.

Yan Qing was still thinking before, why Ran Lie dared to kill him in Zhaoyang Palace, the competition is not a duel, it is upright, if he really kills someone in front of the two sects, then he will definitely die too.

Now Yan Qing understood that if he practiced evil skills and was killed on the spot, he would not be held accountable.

After thinking everything through, Yan Qing understood that the opponent was bound to win, and she would definitely not let him run away.

The night was quiet, and bright stars appeared on the black screen.

Yan Qing let out a sigh of relief.

When people have no choice, their mentality will calm down instead.

Originally, he planned to go back to participate in the competition, but now, it will be even more so.

"I've seen Xiao Tingzi before." Yan Qing said calmly, "I heard that he betrayed Jin Guangzong and disappeared. Could it be that he was taken in by Cultivator Ran?"

Ran Lie narrowed his eyes, "Don't pour dirty water on my head, I only saw Xiao Tingzi once, he said..."

Smiling, Ran Lie squinted and said: "There is some shady relationship with Yan Zun."

Yan Qing shook her head, "Cultivator Ran won't believe it, will he?"

Ran Lie sneered, "Whether what he said is true or not, won't we know tomorrow?"

Yan Qing's complexion changed slightly, and then returned to normal, "You're right, take my leave."

He doesn't want to argue with Ran Lie, it's pointless.

Tomorrow, everything will be revealed.

Yu Jian flew back to Dongfeng, asked for a bunch of spiritual fruits from the spiritual grass garden, and took out the fine wine given by Miao Tianyang, and ate it with relish alone.

He doesn't struggle anymore, so be it.

Eat as much as you can.

Before dying, always let yourself be a full ghost.

When he was drunk, he took out the jade talisman, suppressed a thousand words, and said with a smile as much as possible: "Senior Brother Yun."

The jade talisman was connected, "Huh?"

"I'm leaving." Yan Qing said, "I may stop communicating with you in the future. You have to take good care of yourself. You are knowledgeable and talented. You will definitely become the most powerful monk in the future. I wish you..."

After a pause, Yan Qing grinned, "I wish you to be invincible in the world."

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Yan Qing turned off the communication symbol and took a deep breath.

He was afraid that the other party would ask him where he was going and why he was leaving.

He was afraid that Senior Brother Yun would persuade him to stay, and he would be even more sad.

He was so afraid of death and didn't want to die.

I thought I would die in ten years, but I didn't expect to burp after only wearing it for a month.

Yan Qing's eyes were slightly red, then she raised her head and poured the hot things back.

No, he won't give up until the last second.

Yan Qing's eyes gradually became firm.

If he just gave up, he would be ashamed of his life, of God who gave him a chance, ashamed of Xiaoxiao, and those lives that passed away at such a young age.

At least I have a chance to fight for life, no?