It’s Not Easy Being a Master

In the darkness, there was a powerful force to separate their tight hands.

Shen Zhixian exhausted all his strength to clasp Yan Jin's hand. He felt that Yan Jin was the same, but he still couldn't resist the mysterious power, and he was separated from each other involuntarily.

In the darkness, he felt that Yan Jin was gradually leaving him, like sand between his fingers.

"A Jin!" He hissed, but his voice was cut into tens of thousands of pieces by the wind blade in the dark, broken into pieces, and could not pass at all, and he could not hear Yan Jin's voice.

Ears are full of all kinds of weird and weird shouts, like thousands of monsters and hundreds of ghosts reveling around.

When the last bit of warmth left his fingertips, Shen Zhixian gritted his teeth, closed his eyes slightly, and called Frost Sword Spirit at the bottom of his heart.

Frost Sword Spirit recently faintly showed signs of lucidity, but it was not so obvious. Occasionally he moved like a child who was still reluctant to get up in bed. But now Shen Zhixun couldn't help it. It was weird here. He was struggling to move and could only awaken Frost forcibly.

Shuang Huijian appeared in his hands out of nowhere, and was clenched by him. Shen Zhixian worked hard to resist the strange power that would also take away his sword, gathered the spiritual power on the sword, bit a bit of his tongue, and spewed a little blood: "Frost back-wake up!"

A drop of blood fell on the sword, and the sword body suddenly trembled. Frost sword spirit was finally awakened in a deep sleep, a sword howl cleared into the ear, and the surrounding wind was still for a moment.

Shui Hui, who had been sleeping for a long time, finally woke up. He excitedly controlled the sword body, Shen Zhixuan let go, and she jumped around happily, smashing the sword wind and breaking the wind.

Thousands of monsters and many ghosts lurking in the darkness seem to be afraid of Shuanghui. Shen Zhixian can obviously feel that the cold atmosphere is far away, and those voices are much lower.

Shuang Huijian jumped enough, slammed into Shen Zhixian's arms, Shen Zhixian couldn't help but hit back and took a few steps. These steps seemed to take him to another world. In front of me, a long street came into view.

"Old brother ..." sounded vaguely with a childish voice beside him, Shen Zhixian bowed his head slightly, and a familiar and tender face appeared before his eyes.

Shrink ... Shrink Yan Yan?

Shen Zhixian stunned and blurted out subconsciously: "Ajin?"

The little boy carefully grabbed Shen Zhixian's sleeve, leaning his head, his eyes bright and clear: "... I thought you were gone."

The little guy worked very hard to hide his fears and concubines, but after all, he was still young, and Shen Zhixian could still see a bit of uneasy emotion from those dark and stained eyes.

Looking at this face exactly like Yan Jin, but with a much more immature face, Shen Zhixian was so soft that he opened his mouth and wanted to ask who he was, but who knows what to spit out is something else.

"I haven't left. I bought you candy gourds and sugar paintings, and I took them for fun." The sound that fell into his ears was still familiar. It was his own voice, but it was obvious and more youthful.

this is……?

Shen Zhixian felt that his eyes were beginning to get out of control. He saw that he was holding a string of red sugar candies in his hand, and a sugar painting in the shape of a little wolf cub, which was so cute.

Then he felt his hands uncontrollably handing the two bunches of sugar to the little boy.

The little boy took it carefully, and did not dare to move, like holding a precious treasure, with bright eyes in his eyes: "See brother at the age of ..."

Shen Zhixian felt that he was going to be beggared by this sentence.

What seemed to flash in his mind in the dim, he was blessed to the soul, and suddenly returned to God-is it possible? This is the scene in those memories that the original body lost?

In what illusion can he retrace his memories?

Unfortunately, he now seems to be just a consciousness, attached to this ... probably the original body, unable to move, can only watch it all along with the original body, the long sword that was clenched in his hand is gone, Shen Zhixuan Silently summoned Frostback, but did not respond.

Shen Zhixian stabilized himself. Since he couldn't get away, he simply settled down and became a bystander.

He would like to see what happened to him.

...

Sui Jian was half a month ago, in a small town passing by for a while, picking up this little poor man who was being bullied.

He always respected the children, but for some reason, when he saw this little guy who had been wronged and didn't cry, he just clenched his teeth and held it alone. With his reclusive heart, he guarded the people and drove away the wicked, and he sent the gods away. He said, "Would you like to go with me?"

The freshly baked morning food exudes heat in the cold winter. The child looked at him through the warm mist, hesitantly, and nodded cautiously.

So a big one and a small one started to go together.

When I saw the little guy's name when I was young, the little guy froze for a moment, and said in a small voice: "Well ..."

His parents died early, and the villagers hated him. No one would talk to him well, let alone give him a name. He didn't even know his parents' last name.

The objects in the house have been emptied for a long time. Only four mottled old walls are left, and there is a lone well in the yard. Over time, he named himself "well".

The voice was too low, and when I saw it, I heard a faint sound. He said, "Is Jin Yu concealed? What a good word ... What's your last name?"

The little guy didn't understand the first half of the year, blinked, shook his head, and could only answer the second half: "No surname ..."

He didn't even recognize a few words.

Seeing that he was lonely, he groaned for a while.

On that day, there was no cloud in the clear sky, a blue sky like a jade, and I thought about it for a while, and said, "Only a name is not enough, and a surname is only formal. You have no surname. You pick one. Today's day is clear, day is Yan ... it is better to be named Yan. "

Yan is the meaning of stability, just for the little ones.

The little boy looked at him nicely, and he almost answered without hesitation.

So the little guy's new name was settled, and at the age of a little bit of tea, he wrote on the small wooden table, Yan Jin, and wrote his own name, seeing each other.

The little guy looked at it seriously, even forgetting to eat the buns in his hand, and engraved the two names in his mind over and over again, until the traces of tea disappeared, and he reluctantly retracted his gaze.

Xiao Yan Jin is really a very good child, completely overturning the definition of "little child" in Suijian's heart. Previously, the definition of a child in Suijian was skinny and bearish and crying. Xiao Yan Jin, listening to him whispering to his elder brother, he even wanted to pick off all the stars in the sky and string them into sugar gourds for him.

It's just that Xiao Yanjin was helpless since she was a child, and she was used to carrying everything. Others are small and weak, and they ca n’t resist if they are bullied. They can only run away silently and endure in silence. He is very worried that what will happen to him will make him angry, so he does n’t dare to say that he is aggrieved.

I did n’t think of this when I saw this. He was still glad that the little guy he picked up did n’t cry and was very good, but then he saw other children who were cute and dressed up and looked pitiful and asked for many benefits. Looking at Xiao Yan Jin who is very good, she feels very uncomfortable when she sees it.

Xiao Yan Jin is probably a physique that easily attracts bad guys. When she sees it when she buys things, it takes only a moment to make a mistake, and Xiao Yan Jin is bullied by a couple of bear children.

With thin arms and legs, Xiao Yan Jin suffered a few heavy blows and ran away with difficulty. She hid and waited for the bear children to run away, and then ran back to see her.

When I ran over, I also carefully pulled the sleeves, covering the arm just hit, with a red mark on it, which was particularly conspicuous.

Sui sighed, set aside the purchased item, squatted down, and hugged tears, holding Yan Yanjin with grievances in his arms: "If you want to cry, cry, I can only know you if you cry Aggrieved. "

He rubbed Xiao Yan Jin's head and snorted his hair in a mess: "Come and hug, and then bully back when you're done."

"Don't be afraid, I will support you."

When I saw the finger as a comb, I smoothed out the messy hair for him again, gentlely.

Xiao Yanjin looked at him with tears in his eyes and did not speak.

Seeing that she wanted to correct Xiao Yanjin's muffled habit, she really took Xiao Yanjin back to bully that night.

There are only a few ordinary children who bully Xiao Yan Jin, two of whom are twins. Seeing that Xiuwei was there, he quietly hugged Xiao Yan Jin and slipped into the twin's room.

The twins slept soundly, rolled over the bed, kicked off half of the quilt to the ground.

When I was young, Xiao Yan Jin hid in the shadows, and she called out a few soft little white clouds, shoved Xiao Yan Jin, and whispered, "Pinch a little mouse and plug them in the bed later. "

Xiao Yanjin did this kind of thing for the first time, and was nervous and novel. She pinched the small white group and, based on her imagination, pinched out a fat, chubby little mouse.

He squeezed slowly, and when he finished squeezing his head, he saw that he had squeezed two.

Seeing the pinch is completely different from him, he makes the little mouse stupid, and seeing the pinch of the little mouse looks very prestigious. Xiao Yan Jin shyly wanted to hide her little mouse. As soon as she saw it, she let out the little mouse: "A Jin quickly let go of the little mouse."

Xiao Yanjin pursed her lips, loosened her hands, and the chubby little mouse climbed into bed.

When I saw Xiao Yanjin, she hid in the corner and watched the soft mouse rat crawling into the twin's bed.

The two bear children were awakened from their sleep. As soon as they opened their eyes, they saw three little mice rolling on them, and they burst into tears, and they screamed heartily: "Daddy! Mother! Mother! Yes, there are big rats! Whoops! "

Their father and mother were still asleep in the next room. When they heard the movement, they hurried over when they couldn't even get their clothes on. However, when they saw their fingers at the age, the little mice turned into light smoke. .

When the adults rushed over, Suijian had quietly left holding Xiao Yanjin, only to hear the scolding voices of the adults in the room: "Always restless! Noisy during the day, noisy at night! Where are the mice? Really uneasy ... ... "

It was cold at night, and Sui Jian wrapped up Yan Yan with a big **** and held him. He felt that the little boy tightened his neck and buried his head in his neck socket.

Vaguely wet feeling.

Seeing that I could not help slowing down, the smile between my eyebrows softened a bit.

...

Walking along the way for a long time, Xiao Yanjin's embarrassment and restraint from the beginning, gradually let go, more and more dependent on the age to see.

It was a cold winter and a cold wind, and when you saw that Xiu Xiu was not afraid, Xiao Yanjin was too cold to sleep at night, and she was still shaking with a thick quilt.

When I saw him, he was really cold, and after thinking about it, he opened his quilt: "Come here."

Xiao Yan Jin looked at him blankly, did not understand anything.

When I saw him, he caught him all in his warm quilt and covered the quilt tightly.

The quilt was very warm, and the chill on Xiao Yanjin was dissipated in a moment.

In the room without candles, there was only a faint dim light coming through the window with thin window paper.

Sui's eyes were as bright as full moonlight: "If it's still cold, hug you."

Xiao Yanjin's face turned red all of a sudden. He shrunk into the bed and froze. He finally said something unheard of: "I saw my brother when I was old, I was still cold."

When he saw this, he hugged him into his arms, saw that he couldn't sleep for a long time, and hummed in a small key to coax him to sleep.

Xiao Yanjin gradually fell asleep, stopped at the age, and was not sleepy for a while, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

Sui Jian has been stagnating for a long time at the ninth level when he left the gate of Zongmen. He could not reach the threshold of the tenth level, so he planned to come out and practice it. Sometimes the practice is also very particular about the chance and mood.

But now with a little Yan Jin around, he changed his mind.

After seeing Xiao Yan Jin's permission, Sui Jian had seen the root bones for him. There was no doubt that he was very surprised-Sui Jian was already the default natural talent in Qing Yunzong, and Xiao Yan Jin's roots were completely Not inferior to him.

If you practice well, your future achievements will never be low.

Sui Jian had an idea in his heart, and he wanted to take Xiao Yanjin back to Qing Yunzong.

He mentioned this with Xiao Yan Jin, and Xiao Yan Jin thought for a while, and gradually got light in his eyes.

Xiao Yan Jin nodded solemnly.

Then take him back to Qing Yunzong. At the age of age, Master no longer accepts disciples, but it doesn't matter, he can still accept it. He has a long age of Xiao Yan Jin, who is good enough to teach one or two.

Wait a minute ... they are the same.

Seeing that I closed my eyes, I fell asleep with satisfaction.

Sui Jian's idea is very good, but in the end people are not as good as the sky, and good things happen, but when Sui Jian plans to go back and try to return to Qingyunzong as soon as possible, an accident happened.

This series of accidents destroyed all good ideas.

The author has something to say: Crab little cute Bai Xueqian 1 rocket launcher;

Crab's little mines: 3 sound divisions; 2 late arrivals; fortune-telling, old man in the mountain, 1 Zen;

Crab's nutritional solution:

37 bottles of kysa; 30 bottles of jjnb; 5 bottles of moonlight; cute dizzy? o? 3 bottles; 1 bottle of Namuco fairy;

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