not immortal

"From now on, it will be your sword," Yan Sui deliberately kept a distance from Duan Shanhe, "Xuxu, I hope you remember that a sword is not just a sword, and never lose the sword again in the future .”

Jiang Xu lowered his head. When the sword hilt was cast, a large area of ​​mountains, rivers and seas were added. He could feel the constant buzzing of excitement from the sword, as if he was jumping for joy.

"Well," he replied, and rolled his eyes at Yan Sui, "Brother, I probably understand a little bit."

For a swordsman, a sword is not just a thing, which is probably why Jian Louzi was so angry before.

Jiang Xu couldn't help but slander, fearing that he didn't regard the sword as a Taoist companion.

Yan Sui didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes fell on the sword lazily, and the palm behind his back was clenched tightly. Jiang Xu waited for a while, and called him softly, "Senior brother?"

"Well," Yan Sui responded to him, with a casual and normal tone, "The magic weapon is not the same as the one you used before, I hope you will pay more attention when you go to the sword hall in the future."

Jiang Xu's face became hot, he nodded slowly, and said, "I will."

"I hope you're telling the truth this time," Yan Sui said jokingly, "It's only been a few days since I've been back, and even Master Jian Yangzi's uncle has found me here, making me very distressed."

It was too exaggerated, Jiang Xu obviously didn't believe him, he just said perfunctorily: "Since I was chosen by it, I will take on the responsibility that the sword master should have."

Well, from now on, the time for sword practice can be extended to two hours.

Yan Sui suppressed his smile, and said in a serious voice: "Xuxu, you are wrong, this is not your responsibility."

Jiang Xu blinked his eyes slowly, Yan Suizhou's momentum suddenly rose, Jing Wu almost got out of the sheath, he pressed the cold sword hilt, and his voice was as deep as a bell: "What we have to do is to be worthy of the sword in our hands, protect us Follow the path of your heart."

"Understood," Jiang Xu answered him first, and then quickly changed the subject, "Why do senior brothers like to talk about big principles recently, talking more than those senior uncles."

Yan Sui couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly when he was choked by him, and finally stopped preaching, with a gentle tone: "I know you don't like to listen, that's all, come here first."

It seems that there will be a next time, Jiang Xu's face is broken in an instant, thinking in his heart how to stay away from Yan Sui so as to avoid disaster, but he doesn't know that the person in front of him has already grasped his thoughts clearly.

"Let's go," Yan Sui didn't expose him, and motioned him to leave with him, "It's rare that you worked so hard one day, and now you go to the sword hall, just in time for the master's class."

Jiang Xu instinctively responded to him, then stepped forward and lowered his head, and paused: "Senior brother."

"What's the matter?"

"That's how I... go out with it?" Jiang Xu pretended to smile obediently at him, "Senior Brother's Jingwu, didn't he have a scabbard back then?"

How could Yan Sui not know what he meant, and said in a soft tone: "Brother is negligent, the scabbard should be scattered around, Xu Xu is not as good as looking for it."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and then said: "It seems that Duan Shanhe is also a master who is not at ease."

Jiang Xu glared at him, not knowing who he was reflecting, he thought, turned around to find his scabbard, and refused to answer Yan Sui's words again.

"Xu Xu," Yan Sui seemed to be following behind him, calling him softly, "Xu Xu."

"Don't be noisy," Jiang Xu was so fierce, he quickly turned his head and stared at him again, wet and not very deterrent, "You've influenced me."

In the end, Yan Sui really stopped talking, and he felt a little guilty. He finally found the shell of the broken mountains and rivers from a pile of dust. Thinking about how to tell Yan Sui what happened just now.

In the end, Yan Sui really looked at him with melancholy and disappointed eyes. Seeing Jiang Xu turn around, he clumsily showed his usual smile: "Is Xu Xu better? Now that I have a sword, I can use it myself if I want." Hall."

This was too much, Jiang Xu slandered, put away the sword and moved closer to him, and said sincerely: "If senior brother listens to Jian Yangzi's uncle, he should know that I haven't learned how to control a sword yet."

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, and the idea disappeared without a trace: "It's no wonder they found me here, Master, you haven't learned anything in the past few decades of retreat."

I didn't see you taking care of me before, Jiang Xu smugly held back the words in his heart, smiled flatteringly at Yan Sui, and assured him repeatedly: "It will never be like this in the future, senior brother, can you..."

"Pretend you haven't heard of it?"

Yan Sui dragged his voice slightly, deliberately paused for a long time, and then laughed tepidly: "Xuxu, it's not easy to bribe me."

"Of course there will be a reward," Jiang Xu blinked, and said briskly, "Senior Brother said that the parrot is smart, and I think he likes it very much, so I will give it to you."

Without waiting for Yan Sui to answer, he quickly added: "Take it with the cage when you go back later."

I really can't wait.

Yan Sui raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes looked like a smile but not a smile: "It's just this?"

"I have nothing to give away," Jiang Xuli replied confidently, "Unlike Senior Brother, I am poor and white, and the entire Wuji Sect knows about it."

After he finished speaking, Yan Sui groaned for a while, seemed a little embarrassed, and finally said: "Then I owe you first."

"Of course," Jiang Xu hurriedly responded, grinning and rubbing his way to his side, "Brother, let's go quickly, or we will miss Master's class."

Since he owed it, then he will talk about it later, Jiang Xu raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and urged Yan Sui to go out, hoping that the other party would not think about it within the day.

As for after?

Jiang Xu hugged Yan Sui's arm obediently, with clear and cunning eyes.

Naturally, we will talk about it later.

……

Not long after arriving at the sword hall, he heard some booing in the distance, and as soon as Jiang Xufu stepped on the ground, he heard a familiar shout from a distance: "Ya! You have the ability, don't play tricks!"

Jiang Xu's expression brightened, and he made a gesture to rush forward, but was stopped by Yan Sui, who sighed softly in his ear, and said helplessly: "The road is slippery in rainy days, be careful not to fall."

"You don't understand," Jiang Xu anxiously broke his hand, "Senior Sister Ya and Brother Cheng's sparring is very rare, please let me go!"

Yan Sui was so annoyed by him, he threw it away when he was done using it up, and he didn't know who he learned these temperaments from. He was too lazy to say anything, let go and watched Jiang Xu run into the rain with the sword on his back, and put away his umbrella, Shi Shiran followed Behind him, his eyes were slightly deep, and he heard the noise in the distance verbatim:

"You say you are a flower peacock, do you really think of yourself as a fancy pheasant?" Ya snorted with a smile, mixed with the tinkling of weapons, "I major in medicine, and I don't want to play tricks on you. Are you still fighting with a reckless man like you?"

"There are always rules in sparring!" Cheng Yan sounded more and more annoyed, "Take away your useless thing, let's fight in a dignified manner!"

But Ya yelled at him without a word: "Why don't you be upright? This is also my own ability. The Promise Sect is not all swordsmen. If you want everyone to compare swords with you, who is it? Upright and glorious?"

Jiang Xu turned around, and the trial ground in front of the sword hall appeared in front of his eyes. The crimson and peacock green figures were wrestling together. Ya used two short knives, slightly parting his lips, and a light white mist continued to flow from his lips Scattered, his movements are brisk and weird, and he can dodge Cheng Yan's open and close moves every time, very neatly.

It seems that Senior Sister Ya is better in this sparring.

Jiang Xu thought about this, and Yan Sui's gentle voice came from his ear: "Cheng Yan's temper is really not suitable for sword learning. He has a quick temper and his methods are always radical, but he is suitable for sword learning."

Jiang Xu nodded half-understood, and asked him puzzled: "But he can be regarded as one of the best."

"Indeed," Yan Sui's eyes were always on the spot where the two of them were about to land, "Although it is a little aggressive, it can always catch people off guard - but Cheng Yan only comes and goes in so many ways. It takes a few more encounters to easily break his rhythm, such as now,"

He paused, raised his hand to gently pinch Jiang Xu's chin and turned his head in a certain direction: "Cheng Yan is always used to connecting a useless sword flower when changing moves, if he doesn't change, he will eventually One day it will be a big loss."

Sure enough, Jiang Xu saw Cheng Yanxuan raised his wrist, and the long sword was only about to turn halfway, and Ya then lowered his body, and the short knife slashed up——

when!

With the long sword out of her hand, Ya's figure suddenly pressed down in front of Cheng Yan, and the short knife touched her throat. She raised her eyes, and the white mist engulfed her expression, and only a hoarse voice could be heard laughing:

"you lose."

Jiang Xu sighed in admiration, and couldn't help but said: "Senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother, he can see the battle situation so clearly."

The winner was obviously Ya, Yan Sui laughed lightly, and let go of his hands to applaud: "Ya, your martial arts has improved a lot."

"Senior brother, it's absurd." Ya brushed aside the broken hair on her cheeks, inserted the knife into the sheath, and nodded to Yan Sui, "It's just a realization, and it's still far from the next level."

"Tch," Cheng Yan rolled his eyes on one side, raised his foot and raised his sword from the ground, "Victory is not martial, how can there be such a thing as diligence."

Jiang Xu saw Ya's brow furrowed, looking as if he wanted to continue to compete with Cheng Yan, and just about to say something, he heard Yan Sui's voice sinking, and said in a solemn voice: "What is victory without martial arts?"

Cheng Yan was taken aback by him, but he still replied loudly: "If she uses poison, she won't be able to win by force! My Wuji Sect has always taught my disciples to be upright, how could she be like this!"

"How can you use poison to win without martial arts?" Yan Sui's expression became more serious, "Ya is a medical practitioner, and this is one of what she has learned. Since you know that she has this ability, you should be more careful instead of Let others accommodate you, and if you meet the Nanzhou Wu clan in the Dao Discussion Conference in the future, don't you have to say that they use poison to defeat you without martial arts!"

The venue suddenly fell silent, Jiang Xu's eyes wandered around, and he saw the look of contemplation and enlightenment on many people's faces, even Cheng Yan looked at Yan Sui dumbly, as if regretting.

And Ya just wiped the short knife silently, there was a gash on her face, which was still oozing blood, her lips curled up slightly, which seemed to be ironic, but also seemed to mean something else.

Jiang Xu could only feel that she was not happy.

After a while, Cheng Yan snorted and said, "Yan Ziji, why do you always speak for her? Who is her senior brother!"

Ya laughed sarcastically, and said, "Yeah, I don't know who can bear my senior brother."

Yan Sui didn't want to get involved with them, but Cheng Yan insisted on pulling him, and turned his eyes to Jiang Xu: "No, it's because Ya despises me so much, Yan Ziji, you exchange Jiang Xu for me, let Ya Be your junior sister!"

"what?"

What does it have to do with me!

Jiang Xu was stunned, and instinctively looked at Yan Sui, but Yan Sui's eyes suddenly sank, staring at Cheng Yan coldly, and his voice was cold:

"Don't make such jokes in the future, Cheng Yan, you've gone too far."

However, Jiang Xu's heart skipped a beat, he instinctively took two steps back, and touched Duan Shanhe behind him with his backhand. Just now, it hummed softly following Yan Sui's words, which seemed to be a weak warning.

——It is killing intent.

Jiang Xu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Just now, Yan Sui became murderous towards Cheng Yan.