The little boy's expression naturally couldn't hide his perception, Ning Ye was still very satisfied with this reaction, it was not terrible to be blinded by hatred, what he was afraid of was that he was not able to do anything, and he was afraid that he was desperate and did not dare to resist.

Burdened with a sea of blood and hatred, there is no shortage in this world, but there are a few people who can stage revenge, which can be said to be one in ten thousand.

"From today onwards, you can call me a teacher, I will teach you something, as for how much you can learn, it depends on yourself."

Ning Ye's eyes flickered and he said slowly, saying that he was on a whim, or that he was happy to see the hunt.

A trace of excitement flashed on the little boy's face, but it quickly disappeared, and he endured the fatigue on his body, stood up, and kowtowed respectfully to Ning Ye, but this was stopped by Ning Ye.

"Count, I'm not your master, and you can't even talk about my named disciple, so this etiquette is over."

Ning Ye shook his head and said, although he knew that the little boy in front of him had a determination to become stronger, it was not enough.

A look of disappointment flashed in the boy's eyes, but he quickly regained his cold look, perhaps his heart was dead when he was carrying hatred.

"Do you have a name?!"

Ning Ye's voice continued to sound, with a hint of gentleness in his tone, the little boy in front of him was somewhat similar to before he was reborn.

It's just that at that time, I had no one to help, and there were no nobles to help, but if the person in front of me met him, he had some opportunities.

"Nope."

The boy's words were a little cold, but they must have been the gentlest he could have compared to the coldness of his face.

"Then you can get one of your own."

Ning Ye didn't continue to say anything about the coldness in the boy's words, because he knew that this boy was very likely to follow the path of ruthlessness, the path of killing, or the path of demons.

As for the name, he didn't replace it, because there was no need, he was more of a passerby, and whether this person who could barely count half of his disciples could take revenge was a question.

Xiao Nanhai fell into deep thought, but he didn't know what he seemed to remember, and the anger on his body became heavier and heavier, and finally he said three words heavily.

"Fu Hongxue!"

After hearing this name, Ning Ye's eyes were slightly weird, and this name would not feel anything wrong with anyone in this world except him.

He remembered that the little boy had some problems with his feet, but he was cured by the way when he washed the marrow.

It may be a lifelong problem for ordinary people, but it is not difficult for him, but he didn't pay attention to it at the time, but it is the same now.

Fu Hongxue, this name has a little meaning, carrying a deep hatred of the sea of blood, if he guessed correctly, Hongxue should be blood-stained snow.

After thinking of this, he couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, since it was called Fu Hongxue, then if there was no knife, it would make him feel a little nondescript.

Fu Hongxue didn't know that the fate of her life was fixed, the reason was just someone's bad taste, but Fu Hongxue didn't have any choice now.

"Then come with me, I'm going to teach you the way of the sword."

"The sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, is also the most domineering weapon."

"Dao, if it involves this level, then basically you can be regarded as a small achievement."

.......

Ning Ye did not teach Fu Hongxue any cultivation techniques, but lightly talked about the way of the sword, although he is not specialized in this profession, but when it comes to his cultivation, interlacing such as separating mountains does not exist.

In the poor, no worse than the great grandmaster, it is more than enough to teach a Fu Hongxue, as for the road after that, it depends on himself.

No matter what world it is, the power of hatred will not change, Fu Hongxue has experienced despair and collapse before, and finally stands here, which is enough.

Ning Ye took Fu Hongxue, who was still in tatters, and walked through one town after another under the disgusting eyes of many people.

Neither of them paid attention to this gaze, but if someone could follow all the time, they would find that the chill on Fu Hongxue's body was getting heavier and heavier.

"Now it's just a qualitative change."

However, Ning Ye naturally saw all this in his eyes, he was just teaching some basic martial arts techniques, and Fu Hongxue's cultivation speed was not very fast.

But the comprehension above the realm is a thousand miles a day, but the path he is taking is a little off, originally he wanted to say something, but he sighed after seeing this cold gaze.

Everyone has their own choice, Fu Hongxue didn't have a choice, he didn't ask about his enemy's situation, just as he didn't ask him to make a move.

It's not pride, it's a desire to report it in person, and if it were someone else, it wouldn't make any sense at all.

Ning Ye also knew that this was an important level for Fu Hongxue, and it was not impossible to enter the demon with a knife and enter the Tao from the devil.

If you can't cross it, then it will naturally disappear, there is nothing to say, Ning Ye doesn't care, and there is nothing to leave behind.

Time passed day after day, but the time for Ning Ye's teaching was over, only half a month.

But the current Fu Hongxue is like a knife that is about to be unsheathed, and Ning Ye can't say how sharp it is, because it depends on Fu Hongxue's heart.

"I don't have anything to teach you today, the rest is up to you to cultivate."

"I didn't have many students in my life, but there were a lot of them, some of them are still alive, and some of them are gone."

"But I still hope to see you one day in the future, control the hatred, and grasp your heart, this is the teacher's last advice to you."

.....

Ning Ye's words sounded faintly, there were not too many instructions, some were just a kind of blandness, when he was in the Federation, he also had many students who died on the battlefield.

But so what, life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, this is the rule of this world, what he should teach has been taught, and if you can't survive, you are not good at learning.

After everything was said, Ning Ye walked forward step by step, but this time he seemed to have crossed dozens of meters in one step, and disappeared in Fu Hongxue's eyes in a few moments.

"Bump!" "Bang!"

After Ning Ye left, Fu Hongxue knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, it was he who gave his new life again, and he was also his only teacher.

"If he takes revenge, I want you to live for yourself."

At this moment, a familiar voice seemed to come from the sky, and finally gradually fell silent.