Yan Xiyue clenched her fists and lowered her face gloomily, and the black mist in her red eyes that had already dissipated became thick again.

The heart demon saw the wavering of her mind, and made persistent efforts: "In this case, it is better to listen to me, it is not easy to get someone?" Destroy where he can accommodate, kill all the people he cares about, so that he can only see you in his eyes, and can only choose to rely on you, so that he will eventually become completely your possession"

Yan Xiyue's sanity was telling her that it was too risky to do so, but the Mo Yin Guild, which the heart demon had been reminding her repeatedly, would become her, like a sharp blade piercing the thin barrier of reason that she had erected.

The darker color soaked her red eyes, lining her with a little terrifying.

A half-winged red mark soon appeared in the middle of her forehead, indicating that she had been completely manipulated by the demons to her mind.

The woman lowered her eyes and reached out to look at her hand, a wicked smile on the corner of her mouth.

It's like talking to yourself, and it's like you're talking to someone else: "Don't worry, I'll get what you want!" ”

The snow in the depths of winter always comes unexpectedly.

Early this morning, Yan Ming had just arrived in front of the cave with the breakfast he had packed and brought back from the dining hall, when heavy snow fell.

He pushed the door and looked at the old woman who was still sewing clothes for him in the room, and after entering the room and putting the food box on the table, he sighed:

"Ah He, I said, you don't need to do these things, I can do it myself, come and have breakfast, I still have two good news to tell you."

Qing He glanced at him, did not stop the sewing that was still going on in his hand, and asked him curiously: "What is the good news?" ”

There are not many things that can be called good news by Yan Ming.

She remembered the good news he had told her years ago, that he was about to recreate his arms from the lotus root.

Yan Ming neatly arranged the meals in the food box one by one, and found that there was still a cold wind in the house, so he raised his eyes to take a look.

Then he saw that a window was not closed, and he was about to get up and close it.

Qing He had already closed the line at this time, and when he found out about his intentions, he got up and closed the window first.

But because the two of them are now closer to the window, they shot almost at the same time.

The two old hands touched each other like this, making them both stunned at the same time.

The first person to move away was not Yan Ming, but Qing He, who was eager to have more contact with him.

She looked as usual, as if nothing had happened just now.

But in fact, his heart was already turbulent, but he held it and refused to let it overflow.

She'd always known it.

Yan Ming is a very cool person who draws boundaries.

If she did cross the line, she probably wouldn't even be able to have the identity of a friend and sister with him.

"Brother Amin shouldn't have breakfast yet, right? As I ate, I was curious what the good news was. ”

Yan Ming recalled the touch just now, and that somewhat strange feeling resurfaced in his heart.

It's just that the feeling is fleeting, and when he wants to grab it, he can't feel anything, so he can only sit in front of Qinghe in confusion.

"The first good news is about you, I have negotiated with the elders in the peak, and I will give you a position that can follow me at any time - the sword envoy."

Qing He was surprised: "Hug the sword? Hold your sword? ”

But does this thing still need to be set up? Cultivators, especially sword cultivators, regard swords as more important than their own Daoists.

Yan Ming took out the Fog Water Sword and threw it into Qing He's hand, with a light smile on his face: "What, you still don't want to?" I told the Misty Sword a lot, and it reluctantly agreed. ”

"And, only this position can make you inseparable from me."

Yan Ming is not a fool, of course he is aware of Qing He's thoughts about him, and logically speaking, he should reject her like he did in the spirit world when he was young.

But after listening to her that day, in the twilight of life, some things don't have to be avoided too deliberately, and he wanted to try it with a different attitude.

That's why now he will help her fight for the position of holding the sword.

Qing He saw the loosening of Yan Ming's attitude, and was stunned for a long time before suppressing the restlessness in his eyes and asking him, "What is the other good news?" ”

Yan Ming poured a cup of hot tea for Qing He, and said with relief: "It's Xiaoxiang's child, who is going to officially marry Mo Yinxing, and the date has been set, just on the day of the winter solstice." ”

When it comes to Ning Xiang, Yan Ming's eyes are not only relieved, but also proud and happy.

It can be seen that he does treat Ning Xiang as his disciple sincerely.

Seeing him like this, Qing He recalled that when they were both young, Yan Ming once said that he might not be able to be a good teacher.

After his emotions were driven by him and became happy, he mentioned this matter: "You still said no back then, but now I think it's okay if you don't do it?" However, the winter solstice is also very fast, so I'll see what kind of gift I can prepare for them. ”

Yan Ming almost forgot that he had said such a thing back then, and thinking of the reason why he would say that at that time, he looked at his arms made of heavenly lotus:

"Back then, I was young and vigorous, and my personality was more stubborn, and I experienced that kind of thing, so it was natural for me to question the friendship between master and apprentice, but everything has passed, and there is no need to look back on the past."

Qing He saw that Yan Ming's expression was as usual, and his face was not as drastic as she imagined, and asked tentatively: "Then I don't know Brother Aming, do you want to know about your master?" ”

After Yan Ming left the spirit world, the entire spirit world was almost a big reshuffle, and she vaguely felt that Yan Ming should want to know.

At the mention of the word "Master", Yan Ming felt that the pair of heavenly lotus arms he had connected began to ache faintly.

Half a ring, shook his head, and lowered his voice very softly: "I don't want to, okay, the food should be cold, eat quickly, the sword is now also a formal position, and I have some things to explain to you after eating." ”

The old man's attitude is firm, and Qinghe is not good to mention it again.

It's just that when she thinks of what Master Yan Ming said before he died, she can't help but feel pity.

If creation had not made people, they would have been the most exemplary masters and apprentices in the world.

It is not the case now, where one is gone forever and the other is forever gone.

After a day's work, Yan Ming told Ning Xiang about the matters that needed to be paid attention to in the future wedding ceremony, and called her to his cave alone, saying that he had something very important to give her.

Ning Xiang obediently waited for him to enter the house, and then saw him come out with a porcelain vase.

"You take this thing, it contains a pill that can save your life at a critical moment, I was still thinking about when to give it to you, now that you are going to officially have a Taoist couple, why don't you give it to you now, the master who was the teacher back then, he"

Speaking of this, Yan Ming suddenly turned off his voice, and then asked Ning Xiang as if he hadn't mentioned it, is there a good candidate to help sew the wedding dress?

Master Yan: You can't let me play in full, can you?

(End of chapter)