With his hands clenched, Rong Jie lifted the quilt and stood with Changqin in his arms, "Anyway, thank you very much for saving me, in order not to cause you unnecessary trouble, I think I'd better leave now." ”

"You are weak now, don't go, besides, we need your help. Twelve quickly grabbed the person in front of him and explained, "You are the inheritor of the White Tiger, we need your inheritance power, understand?"

"I ......" in the brain, as if something information flashed, and countless golden lights surrounded his consciousness, and everything was instilled into the brain. The god of killing, the white tiger, was born with a bloody disaster, with a murderous aura, and almost no grass grew everywhere he passed. It's for the fierce gods......

And the countless knowledge poured into his mind caught Rong Jie a little off guard, fighting spirit, anger, formation, and that special skill, as well as things about Lingyun Mountain, all things burst out in an instant, making him have a headache.

"So, you want me to help you?" An hour later, those things had been digested, and Rong Jie's clothes were already wet, but he still looked at the three people in front of him, constantly gasping.

Nodding, Twelve looked at the person in front of him, not wanting to stimulate him anymore.

The blood in his eyes flickered, but Rong Jie smiled bitterly: "Help, how can you help? I can't even help myself...... Now, I don't even have the strength to blade the enemy, even if my enemy is standing in front of my eyes, I can't do it!"

"Why, you have already slaughtered more than a hundred people with a murderous aura all over your body, is it because the enemy's strength is too strong, or is it something else?" The light in his eyes flickered, and Twelve looked at the person in front of him and asked subconsciously.

The corners of his mouth hooked upward, but Rong Jie held down his heart, the death in his eyes exploded, and said lightly: "Actually, I want to die like this, so that it won't hurt anymore." The people who slaughtered my family, the people who ruined me, the people who almost killed me twice, were my teachers. ”

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Twelve's whole body trembled, and his cheeks subconsciously twitched fiercely, what is the situation, how did it suddenly turn into love and killing. His teacher killed him with his own hands? So, is it also due to his teacher that he was seriously injured this time?

Ling Yuhan took a step forward, quickly pressed Twelve's shoulder, his eyes locked on the person in front of him, and asked in a low voice, "The wound on your body, was it cut by your teacher?"

"Now, there's no need to say too much, let me go, as for the inheritors, you can find someone else. Rong Jie sighed softly, but as soon as his words fell, Ling Yuhan in front of him stepped out, his big hand pressed his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Did your teacher cut the wound on your body?"

Raising his head in shock, facing the pair of black eyes, Rong Jie couldn't help but tremble, subconsciously hugged the long qin in his hand, nodded and said, "That's right, it was my teacher who cut it." He snatched the blade you made and used it against me. I should have died, didn't I?"

"You're wrong. Letting go of his big hand, Ling Yuhan put his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "Your teacher is controlled by anger, so he has become what he is now." The people who are controlled by anger don't know what they're doing, they only know how to kill and anger blindly. Looking at the way you look, it seems that you believe in your teacher, your teacher, is there a sudden change?"

It seems that when I remember that moment, something in my heart seems to be broken, and it hurts so much that I can't breathe. Subconsciously reached out and pressed the long qin, and the cold strings cut his fingers even more.

How could that gentle and kind teacher, who would never kill, kill his whole family......

"I think you should think about it, as a inheritor, you have knowledge about anger in your head, you can see, what is it. Twelve reminded, frowning slightly when he saw the hesitant look of the person in front of him.

In his mind, the knowledge of the anger suddenly appeared, the light in the black eyes flickered, and Rong Jie couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, but at the beginning, he didn't have the fighting spirit at all, and he couldn't see the anger, but what he dared to be sure of was that the teacher was controlled by the anger......

"It must be like this, otherwise how could such a good teacher do something to my family. But why would he take a fancy to my teacher?" What's more, his teacher is not a inheritor, and he doesn't even know that the teacher is the inheritor he wants to deal with.

This is also what the Twelve don't know, how can it be impossible for anger to value an ordinary person, or rather, his teacher also has something that is valued by anger, so it will become like this?

Shaking his head, Ling Yuhan pressed Twelve's little head and said lightly: "You are wrong, anger, itself comes from greed, anger and anger, and then takes shape, it is evil qi. If greed, hatred, and anger are too strong, they will cause anger to invade and become more evil. This is what we often call going mad, being controlled by thoughts outside of oneself, and your teacher, as long as there are very persistent things hidden in your heart, will be controlled by anger. In other words, it was not the anger that found him, but the anger himself let the anger attach to him. ”

"Wait, if the greed, hatred, and anger you mentioned may make you angry, then you don't need to spy on us at all to find our whereabouts?" seemed to think of a very terrifying thing, and Twelve couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

With a smile, Ling Yuhan touched Twelve's little head, "When does the brain become inflexible, it's just that for ordinary people, we are different." But now, you should ask him about it, right?"

"I ......" is hard to say. Rong Jie frowned, the long qin in his hand was even tighter, and in the depths of his eyes, a flickering murderous aura erupted, and the flames in those eyes seemed to burn all of them.

As if he had made up his mind, the standing man straightened up and said coldly: "Okay, I'll deal with the anger with you, but I have one condition...... I'm going to extinguish the anger attached to my teacher with my own hands!"

"Yes, but I think your teacher should think you're dead and won't think of you anymore. Ling Yuhan said, the corners of his mouth hooked upward, but he sighed helplessly.

He's dead......

With his hands clenched, Rong Jie's face turned pale, twice in a row, his favorite teacher almost sent him to hell, and now he can be regarded as a person who has stepped into hell with one foot.

Angry, what the hell is that, he must be his teacher, get rid of him......

With a gleam in his eyes, Rong Jie said coldly: "No matter what, I have to save my teacher!"

"Whatever you want. "The so-called persistence, probably, is what it looks like. Ling Yuhan smiled indifferently and reached out to press Twelve's shoulder, "Rong Jie just woke up, and his body is still very weak, let's go out first." ”

"Hmm. Twelve nodded, looked at the group of people blocking the door, and couldn't help but pout, this group of boys, is it so alienated from Rong Jie?

It's out......

Wiping the sweat on his forehead, Jiang He hurriedly grabbed Twelve's wrist and said hurriedly: "Sister Ruyi, do you really leave such a dangerous character here, can you change the inheritor, he is here, we always feel very dangerous!"

It seems that the opinions have reached a unity, and even the pity looks pitiful, "That's right, Ruyi, you have to think about us, if one day this kid is beastly, we here, your vast harem of beautiful men, won't all suffer!"

Single-handedly raising his sword eyebrows, Twelve glanced at the shallow pity beside him, "You are a woman now, even if he is beastly, he will not attack you, and if he wants to do it, he will also find the Hydra Emperor, Xiao Jiu, do you say?"

"Just kidding, what I like is sister paper, such a brokeback mountain, it's so dangerous to keep!" The Hydra Emperor was inexplicably shot, and the whole person almost jumped up, and hurriedly covered his buttocks, as if something was exposed at once.

Ling Yuhan looked at such a group of living treasures, and said indifferently at the moment: "Don't mess around, pay attention to anger, that thing is very good at detecting people's breath." You don't have to worry about Rong Jie, he said that he doesn't have a dragon yang fetish, it's just that the teacher he likes is a man. You're not his teacher, don't worry. ”

“......”

Holding the guqin in both hands, the person sitting on the bed clenched his hands, the memory that poured into his mind was too difficult for him to accept, he was just an ordinary person, he had never been exposed to these things at all, just like a person who was about to die, suddenly got the help of the gods, and became a god, he really couldn't accept it.

Staring at the crowd that had dispersed outside the door, Rong Jie subconsciously lifted the quilt and looked at the movements around him. This is not his mansion, and the double knife has been taken away by his master, he ...... Still don't believe that his master will harm him, he must be angry, right......

That thing controls the master's mind, that's why he became like this, it must be.

The light in his eyes flickered, and his slender fingers brushed the guqin in front of him, Rong Jie trembled slightly, quickly put on his clothes, and walked outside with his guqin in his arms.

"What do you think of Rong Jie?" Leaning on the big pillar on the side, Twelve looked at Ling Yuhan in front of him, from the moment he saw this foundry, Twelve vaguely felt that something was wrong, the anger on this little heart was too heavy, even if it was the person that the White Tiger fancied, it was impossible to do so.

Looking at the Yueji flower on the side, Ling Yuhan stretched out his hand to say goodbye to the flower and inserted it on Twelve's sideburns, and then said indifferently: "Is it good-looking?"

"......" This person looked at Ling Yuhan in front of him with a smile and a smile, Twelve didn't bother to pay attention to him, and she didn't know what would happen to Rong Jie in their team, she had an ominous feeling in her heart, but she couldn't say why.