Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 3 Excalibur is not easy to hold

When she gasped, she should have been discovered, but at this time the lying woman suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and all three people inside turned their attention to the woman.

Besides the woman, there were indeed three other people, but Yan Xiaotang saw the white-haired one at the first glance, and couldn't move his eyes away.

When he came back to his senses, he still couldn't move away, even though the distance was not close, Yan Xiaotang still felt that he was so beautiful that he couldn't describe it.

He raised his hands, a blue light gushed out from between his palms, followed by the "patterns" on the ground dimly lit up around him, and the withered vines that came into contact with the light actually glowed with lush greenness again, even strangely. There is also a thin stream of water flowing down the stone.

But after a few breaths, the man's lips turned purple.

Seeing that he was holding on very reluctantly, he lasted for a few more breaths, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, all the light disappeared at once, and even the revived vines withered quickly.

"Master, you can't use up your true energy like this anymore—"

The two who were standing knelt down to him together, making heavy noises on the ground with their knees.

The man raised his sleeve to wipe off the blood on his lips, sighed a long time, hugged the woman on the ground into his arms, and said slowly: "Green clothes, your master hugged you like this when you were young. Master put down the defenses between men and women, and hug you again."

The man's tone was very calm, but Yan Xiaotang found that there were hot drops of water rolling down her face, she couldn't figure out why, she just felt that such a calm voice, such a calm expression, made her eyes sore and swollen.

The woman was choking on blood foam, with an incomparably bright smile blooming on her face, she murmured: "Master... this apprentice, in my next life, I will still be... still be yours..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her body collapsed from the man's arms like a pile of sand, leaving white sand all over his sleeves.

"Elder Sister!"

"Green clothes—"

Yan Xiaotang lowered her head and wiped her face, strange, she didn't know the people inside, why did she cry with them?
When I looked up again, there was one person missing inside.

The man in black was still sitting where he was, looking down at the sand that kept leaking from his two hands. The one closest to him was still there, crying on the ground until his whole back couldn't help shaking. Where did the third one go? ?

She suddenly felt a numbness in her scalp, raised her head, and saw the third person standing on the side of the door, only two steps away from her, looking down at her.

As soon as his eyes met, Yan Xiaotang's eyes hurt and he passed out.

In a trance, far away in the world of mortals, in the dark of Guanghan——

Yan Xiaotang took a deep breath, and the white smoke opened gracefully from the bottom of her eyes, and then condensed in front of her without opening or dispersing, she heard the water vapor turning into frost, and the ice needles piercing the snow.

The five colors do not exist, only the gray and white endless primordial breath remains.

Surrounded by trees, jade and bone fat sash, thousands of dense and secluded hanging, the ice surface under the feet is like a mirror, I don’t know how many layers there are, reflecting a rootless and bottomless world, one person sits alone in it, tall and tall , Shoulder pins.

Yan Xiaotang took a deep breath, and countless invisible ice needles sneaked in, piercing her heart and lungs. She shook violently, and with this shake, she smashed an unknown number of ice needles. Ten thousand, vague and misty like rumors, shook off a grain of frost on that person's thin long eyelashes.

He opened his eyes and looked over. Yan Xiaotang's eyes were full of cold light from the blade, and he thought, "I'm blind, this is no human, it's obviously a sword."

"Where's your master?" Yan Xiaotang felt absurd, she actually talked to a sword.

"Jian" frowned, it was obvious that he was not very happy to see her.

"Do you have a name?"

In the stories of ghosts and ghosts rumored on the corners of teahouses, some swords are more famous than their owners, and of course they have names.Yan Xiaotang thought that the "hand" in front of her must have a name, and it would definitely not be an unknown person. Looking at the look of contempt and contempt on his face, looking at her was like looking at an ordinary person.

Yan Xiaotang suddenly imagined that her mother died, her father was chasing her, maybe the order was "kill and bury her on the spot", the girl pretended to be a celestial being and hugged her thigh to become a celestial being, while she was living in a deep mountain, hungry and cold.That's the end of the misery—the next step is to get the "Excalibur" by chance, sharpen it tenaciously, soar to the sky a few years later, and go back to Qingyi to step on the mortal father and mortal ten aunts.The Immortal Yumu of Taiwei Immortal Sect learned that she had been cheated, and expelled the fake from the immortal gate, and earnestly sent someone to welcome her to Mount Lutai.She looked down on all sentient beings, without saying a word, one person and one sword fled far into the sky.

Under Xiao's thought of "Fourteen states of frost and cold with one sword", Yan Xiaotang resisted the thought of swallowing, and said sincerely: "You don't have a name? Okay. Although I am not talented, I have read sage books for a few years. You If you don't mind, I'll give you a name?"

"Sword" almost became a pimple between his brows, Yan Xiaotang tried to ignore the whites of his eyes, and while thinking about what name to give a Frost Sword, leaned closer to get "Sword".

"Jian" said: "Get lost."

When the wind blew up, Yan Xiaotang thought, "Sure enough, it's not easy to hold the Excalibur, otherwise someone would have taken it first."

She threw herself at the "sword", and the "sword" was taken aback, it was about to avoid falling into her hand in time, but Yan Xiaotang was really short, so she threw it aggressively, but only her outstretched arms could reach it His hair was silky, and the frost fell off his hands.

Suddenly, the strong wind blew violently, and Yan Xiaotang was thrown upside down, as if knocked out of a water bubble with a "boo", her ears were full of her own rapid panting, and the eyes of "Sword" were still full of anger and embarrassment. ...

Were you stunned just now?Yan Xiaotang hid her disappointment and sat up. If she waited a little longer, she might get the Excalibur, but it turned out to be a mess.

He slept on a stone bed, and his pillow was also a stone pillow.

With a stab in the palm of his hand, Yan Xiaotang spread out his hand and was stunned. When did he catch the snow?Her pair of dark eyes immediately widened and rounded... Huh, isn't it a dream?
There was a faint voice coming from outside, and it could be vaguely heard that it was the one who left her the cloak and the elixir.The strange thing is that the injuries on both feet have healed up. Although there are still blood and mud, but barefoot stepping on the ground does not hurt at all.

She tiptoed out of this stone house, followed the sound and turned two corners to the outside of a larger stone house.

This place is unbelievably shabby, even the two stone lampposts at the door are broken, only the piles are left on one side, and the uneven half is left on the other side, and there is a bare wick on the top, not even a drop of oil , but spit out a bean of fire brightly, dyeing a small piece of warmth in this green and cold place.

"Master, the spiritual energy in this small secret realm is exhausted, and it won't last for a few hours. Once the restriction is broken, we will be discovered..."

"Understood, it's just that there is no place to hide on the mountain except here, hey."

"It's strange to say, who is behind the plot? You didn't disturb other people at all, so how could you know the restrictions on the Lingxiao Plank Road? The restrictions in these places were all arranged by you, Master."

"As a teacher, I also feel very strange. The other party seems to know what decision I will make next, and takes everything first. If I knew this place earlier, it would have been searched even here."

"Master, you mean...the perpetrator is hiding in the sect?"

"Don't think about it."

The voice is small and loud, the small one is the good man who saved her life, and the big one is the beautiful woman who looks like a painting. She speaks in a very ostentatious manner, with an old-fashioned look, and her voice is also very pleasant. Yan Xiaotang has not studied for a few years She couldn't describe it even after wringing her brains out, she just felt that although the sound was different, it was the same as the sound of selling glutinous rice balls that she used to hear outside the small attic of the General's Mansion when it was dawn, and it smelled like a warm aroma.

Thinking about it this way, my stomach immediately opened the dojo, and suona and gongs and drums began to expand.

"Come in." The voice that smelled like glutinous rice balls said: "Moonrise, go find something to eat."

Yan Xiaotang blushed, she was too embarrassed to listen to the corner, so she had no choice but to walk in, but her temper was very rough, even if her skin was hot, she still smoothed her eyebrows and pretended to be arrogant.

So the people inside looked at a short stack—wrapped in tattered and dirty cloth, covered with burnt grass, but walked with a splayed step, and its chest was so straight that it was about to lift its head to the sky. "Something" walked in.

The young man called "Moonrise" by his master couldn't hold back immediately. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of his master, so he turned his face and looked at his master sadly: "Master, it's freezing outside. , how can there be anything to eat? I gave him the last bigu pill, who knew he was hungry so fast." As he spoke, Bikichu scratched the back of his hand in frustration, that one bigu pill could last him three days He was not hungry, but after feeding this pile of "things", he could sing the erhu in half a day. It also seemed that his bigu pills were fake and he was quite incompetent.

Upon hearing this, Master Yuechu was embarrassed: "This..."

Just as he didn't care about it, the short duo walked up to him and knelt down with a "plop", cleared his throat, and said in an indistinguishable childish voice: "I beg the immortal to pass on my immortal law."

Hunger is a trivial matter, if you are full for one meal, you will still be hungry for the next meal. As long as you live like this, you will starve to death sooner or later. I have thought of all the methods, and even have countermeasures.

Master Moonrise asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Yan Tang." Yan Xiaotang knows how dangerous it is for a girl her age to be alone. Fortunately, she has been dressing up in men's clothing, and her voice is still immature, so she can't distinguish between men and women, so she simply removed the word "Xiao" from the middle of her name. , so it sounds like a boy's name.

Unexpectedly, Yuechu was surprised and said: "Huh, salt and sugar? Can't you add vinegar to pickle radishes?"

Yan Xiaotang glared at her viciously, and it was only when Yuechu stopped laughing.His master looked at them puzzled, it was easy to see that he didn't understand, which made Yan Xiaotang even more convinced that he was a fairy.

He said: "Yan Tang..."

"You can call me Yanyan or Xiaoyan." Yan Xiaotang hastily added, pickled radish or something, hell! "As long as the immortal master imparts my immortal method, I will tell you how to hide from the enemy."

(End of this chapter)