Following.

As soon as Si Ruan got up, he pushed open the door and saw a young man standing outside the door.

The young man was alone, like a tender bamboo standing in the dry yellow sand, with an aura of tenacity and near destruction, which lingered around him.

Fragile and dangerous.

"Huh?"

She tilted her head.

felt that this young man seemed to have something to ask her.

Really.

The boy after hearing her voice.

The half-hung head did not lift, but slowly, knelt down towards her.

Slightly stiff, but resolute and determined.

"Please, Miss Xuemi, take me as an apprentice."

Hoarse and cold, with a voice without any ups and downs, it spit out of the boy's mouth.

Floated into Si Ruan's ears.

"Ah, this one, I'm afraid it won't work."

She shook her head in refusal.

The young man's slightly stiff body suddenly tensed.

The hands hanging by his side also clenched fiercely.

The corners of his lips twitched.

"Then, Miss Yukimi, how can you be willing to take me as an apprentice? As long as the girl is willing, from now on, my life will be the girl's. ”

"Well——, even if you say that, it won't work."

The girl came out of the house and crouched down in front of him.

Cocking his chin, he looked into his eyes, which were thicker than before, and there was no glimmer of light.

Say slowly:

"You want me to take you as an apprentice, you want to practice martial arts, and then take revenge, right now you think I'm very powerful and powerful, so you want to worship me as a teacher, but I don't have martial arts, so I can't teach you."

Ay?

Ji Tan was stunned.

"Can't martial arts?"

"Hmm."

She nodded, took his hand, and placed it on her wrist.

"Touch and see, you practice martial arts, and you know the difference between ordinary people and people who practice martial arts."

Ji Tan looked at the wrist that was so delicate and porcelain white that he couldn't even see the pores, and felt the beating pulse under the smooth skin.

Gentle and powerful, but without the strength that a martial artist should have.

It is indeed not the pulse of a person who practices martial arts.

The girl in front of her really doesn't know martial arts.

"But—"

He looked at the girl in front of him with some puzzlement.

"How could the Yukimi girl-"

How many snowballs can smash people into the air?

His question was silent, but Si Ruan knew what he wanted to say.

She blinked, thought for a moment before saying:

"You think it's talented."

"So?"

Ji Tan lowered his eyes, not knowing whether he believed it or not.

"But—"

She paused.

"If you want to learn from a teacher, the monk who saved you last night is very suitable."

"He's not going to take me."

Ji Tan shook his head.

"Well——, indeed."

Si Ruan poked his small chin and said straightly:

"That monk wants to kill you, although he is willing to save you, but he knows that he can't save you, so he won't teach you martial arts and catalyze you to become a demon."

“……”

This sounds very heart-wrenching.

Ji Tan tightened the corners of his lips, but he didn't deny it.

Because he himself knows it very well.

Revenge, he must take revenge.

Then, people, he will kill.

So, the adversary or something, he might really become that kind of existence.

"Well——, I heard that the monk has two great loves in his life, one is the morning and evening dew, and the other is-"

Si Ruan, who poked his small chin, muttered quietly.

But her voice was too quiet, even if Ji Tan was very close to her, she couldn't hear what she was talking about?

He looked up at her.

But the girl had already gotten up and walked out.

Walking and walking:

"Keep up."

Ji Tan paused, stood up, and walked towards her.

"Ah, Master Yijing, are you leaving?"