Master, I want to marry the eldest brother

Chapter 73
She was still as beautiful as mist and mist, her whole body was full of fairy air, and the glance she glanced at Yan Xiaotang was as ethereal as if after a long rain, and her voice was naturally pleasant. When she opened her mouth, the surrounding water The sound of her voice had faded quite a bit, but Yan Xiaotang didn't like to hear what she said.

"Bo Xi, why not use the Ziji Sword of Birth and Death?"

"Don't listen to her!" Yan Xiaotang yelled in vain.

Bo Xi hurriedly landed, knelt down and saluted dejectedly: "Master."

Strangely, there were no phantoms in the surrounding water, and Yan Xiaotang was even more sure that this "master" was the one assigned to Boxi, and she was controlling everything here.

"So stubborn, what should I do with you?"

The master's tone was full of spoiling, as if Bo Xi was a spoiled child, making Yan Xiaotang's teeth sour, but she was just a bystander, if she could do something, it would be great, but if she could do something, this "teacher" "Zu" probably won't let her come and go freely.

Compared to not even knowing Bo Xi's life and death, it is undoubtedly much better right now, being able to see and hear him, whether he likes it or not, and being able to touch him to confirm that he is alive and not turned into bone sand in a grave A body buried below.

Yan Xiaotang could only maintain this situation, keeping her eyes open to see what kind of conspiracy the "master" was up to.

"You are familiar with all kinds of sword intent, and if you discard them and don't use them, what else can you use?"

Bo Xi clenched his fists with his drooping hands and did not speak.

"Let me ask you, Bo Xi, when Han Qiong Xianque fell in love with you first, who brought you to the northern border and entered Taiwei Xianzong?"

Yan Xiaotang was startled. Could this "Han Qiong Immortal Que" be one of the Four Great Immortal Sects?Isn't Boxi born in the north?
Boxi replied, "It's Master."

"Master Ancestor" asked again: "Then who ordered you to follow me to refine the Ziji Sword of Birth and Death?"

"It's Master." Bo Xi seemed to sense something, and the veins on the back of his hands were pinched and bulging.

"Who found the ice seed?"

Yan Xiaotang could only feel that these questions, which were common to her, had an extraordinary weight to Bo Xi. His posture of kneeling did not change at all, but his body became more and more tense, like a fully drawn bowstring.

Bo Xi bit his lip and replied in vain, "It's Master."

Yan Xiaotang knew that the question of "Master Ancestor" must mean something, and Bo Xi would definitely be able to answer it, but what is the purpose of asking such a question?

"Master Ancestor" smiled: "Who made the ice seed into the prison of broken bones and locked souls, and put it on you?"

"It's Master." Bo Xi struggled to answer.

Yan Xiaotang was dumbfounded: What?The bone-broken soul-locking prison refined by the master?Master treats Bo Xi well, she can see it clearly even after she has not been in the master's school for a long time, let alone something like the broken bone lock soul prison, which locks the consciousness and breaks the root bone, even if the master says something serious to Bo Xi No words, she couldn't believe it at all.

But the words were answered by Bo Xi, without any ambiguity, Yan Xiaotang thought blankly, could it be that Zhao Nan was especially kind to him because of the bone-broken soul prison imposed on Bo Xi?

Because of... Guilt?
It's not the eccentricity that Moonrise thought, but guilt.

Yan Xiaotang didn't know what kind of mood she should have for a while, she was sour and bitter, Bo Xi was different to her, but Zhao Nan was also different, he was a master.

She had never seen what Zhao Nan looked like standing in a group of immortals, and she couldn't imagine such a scene, but from the first sight, Zhao Nan awakened the fragility that was frozen in her heart. The way Nan looked at the dead elder sister Lu Yi had never experienced it in Yan Xiaotang's short life, but it was transmitted to her heart all at once, causing her internal organs to ache with him.

At that time, there was no apprenticeship, and she didn't know that she would worship Zhaonan as a teacher, but Yan Xiaotang was already touched.

A "Master" is to be called for a lifetime.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Bo Xi steadfastly. A question that she had thought about countless times and was left behind by her countless times emerged—"Bo Xi, what exactly did you do?"

He was sent to the Broken Bone Lock Soul Prison, and was imprisoned in Shiyuan Prison for 24 years. When he came out, he also wore a white robe that was different from others, and rejected others with indifference. Dare to trance, daze, and relax, but is everything self-inflicted?
"Bo Xi."

The tone of "Master Ancestor" was still doting, Yan Xiaotang tilted her head, looked at her expression for a while, and suddenly had a thought that should never be had, and hurriedly shook her head to drive it away.

"Is it all your fault?" she asked softly.

Boxi's hands trembled, with too much force, the joints protruded, and the blue blood vessels appeared root by root under the pale skin.

Yan Xiaotang could only watch him suffer from the sidelines, and could do nothing to help him.

"Master Zu" was still talking softly, but every word she uttered was like poison into her heart, burning Bo Xi to ashes inch by inch.

"It's your master who makes the choice for you. It's your master who wants you to end up in a sword competition. It's your master who doesn't care about your family after the accident. I won't explain it to you..."

"Master, please stop talking." Bo Xi didn't get up, and he didn't even raise his head, but from his breathing, he could hear that his breath was already unstable when he said the words of resistance.

Yan Xiaotang even saw several gray flames spreading from his body.

"Master Zu" changed his tone, and said sternly: "Is it really your fault!?"

Yan Xiaotang looked at Bo Xi with a good look, Bo Xi squeezed his hands tightly, she was worried that he would break his own finger bones, but he still endured, his wet temples stuck to his cheeks, and the eyelashes were hanging down. The unfallen water drops wet his pupils in a thick water color.Yan Xiaotang was confused, whether it was distress or suspicion, if he was not wrong, why did he endure it to this extent?

All she knew was the current Bo Xi, so what was the original Bo Xi like?

"Master Ancestor" sighed, "So Bo Xi, do you still listen to your master? You don't need the Ziji Sword of Birth and Extermination, no matter how much you comprehend other sword intents, you can do it under the cultivation base of the Qi refining period." What? Treat everything as if it never happened, hide in the dust and be an ant, and believe that time will take everything away, heh!"

"Master Ancestor" smiled softly, his face was beautiful, and the corners of his mouth were raised, provoking a sparkling brilliance that cannot be compared with the world of mortals, and the fragrance in his mouth overflowed:

"Your master returned to Taiwei Xianzong, what should you do?"

Bo Xi was shocked all over, unable to answer with a few words.

Yan Xiaotang was stunned, and then realized that they were all looking forward to the time when the master returned to his full glory, so that they could go back and take back the position of head teacher. Where's Bo Xi?Can he really use this incident to "conquer the crime" and regain his freedom?

If not, why would he want to go back?

"You can make a choice yourself, whether to continue to resist Dingyan, or to accept it and let it completely temper your spirit body for the Ziji Sword of Birth and Death." Without moving, his body retreated into the water and disappeared.

As soon as the "Master Patriarch" disappeared, phantoms holding swords walked out of the nearby water, and they all looked at Bo Xi, but Bo Xi was still kneeling on the ground.

"Eldest brother, get up!"

Yan Xiaotang hastily reminded, damn it, the "master" must have wanted Bo Xi to die on purpose!Talking so much made Bo Xi almost collapse, and left with a slap on the ass, these guys came out again, damn it!
They changed the way they used to, and walked towards Boxi one by one from different stone paths. Amid the sound of falling water, their footsteps could hardly be heard, but the sense of threat was stronger.

Yan Xiaotang put both hands together, and the unburdened mace fell into her hands from the sea of ​​qi, and turned into two short whips, which was the form she was most familiar with. She only hoped that the unburdened mace that she could bring here could outperform the divine consciousness. The little sword works.

Just when she stood in front of Bo Xi, determined not to allow anyone to hurt him no matter what, suddenly the purple flames rushed from behind her in all directions.

Yan Xiaotang hurriedly turned around, and saw Bo Xi stand up with his hands on the ground, the lower lip that was bitten by himself was still oozing with blood beads, and the purple awns around him were like fire, roaring and burning into a sea of ​​flames. The hem of his clothes that were drenched and clinging to his body was torn away, and there was nothing left in his eyes except Jian Guang!

No, this is not another sword intent, but Ziji Sword of Birth and Death!Yan Xiaotang didn't know why Zhao Nan asked Bo Xi not to use this sword art anymore, but she firmly believed that Zhao Nan would never harm him, and she also believed that Bo Xi definitely did not have no choice when he agreed to Zhao Nan.Zhao Nan will not make any decisions for the apprentices that they don't want, and Bo Xi's behavior in front of Zhao Nan is not like the distorted and unqualified appearance of "Master Zu".

Bo Xi must have been distracted and misled into a dead end.

It was no different than the first time in the grave, it was the Ziji Sword of Birth and Death that he had to use. Yan Xiaotang believed that even if Zhao Nan knew about it, he would not blame Bo Xi, but it was different now, it was not a matter of life and death, but Bo Xi To use Ziji Birth and Death Sword.

She knew it was wrong, but the voice she yelled could not be heard by Bo Xi, so she was going to La Boxi. The terrifying sword intent had already surged out from Bo Xi's body, not one, but countless fine sword intents , she was the first to bear the brunt, defenseless, and was swept across her body by the sword intent.

It was like being hit into the sea by a huge wave, every tendon was torn apart by the vented sword intent, conquering the city, destroying the dead, she couldn't produce the slightest will to resist, and even her sanity was destroyed together. There was a void—

……

Countless thoughts flooded in...

Master, I'm sorry.

Maybe it's true what they say, I'm just a bad person.

I don't know, I don't know what happened, in case... It's me who is wrong...

anyone there?Nobody left.

I just want to be alone, please, go away.

There was a heat wave in her chest, which was still expanding, forcing tears to roll out of her eyes, burning her cheeks, but it was not enough. Her whole body was in pain, and the most painful was in the deepest part of her heart. At the end of the end, she couldn't bear it and screamed.

But Yan Xiaotang didn't hear her scream, all the pain rushed out of her body in an instant, she only saw lavender star sand flying in front of her eyes, and a qualitative and invisible sword intent knocked open the roof tiles A piece, straight out of nearly ten feet high!

For a long time, she was still panting desperately, but she had already forgotten what it was that made her breathless.

(End of this chapter)