Chapter 193 I want to set some rules for this place called the Western Region
In the blink of an eye, two months passed.
Yu Yunwei had to get up early every day, and sit in the yard on time after half past the hour of Mao, and then listen to Xiao Mo's lecture quietly.
Listening to Xiao Mo reciting those "zhihuzheya" and those poems, Yu Yunwei felt more and more overwhelmed.
But Yu Yunwei had no choice but to go to class.
Towards evening, Xiao Mo would teach Yu Yunwei some Confucian etiquette, and even practice the manners of walking, standing, and sitting upright.
Although Yu Yunwei didn't know what the point of practicing these things was as a disciple of the Demon Sect.
But because it was Xiao Mo's request and Yu Yunwei couldn't beat him, she could only obey.
But gradually, Yu Yunwei discovered Xiao Mo's bottom line.
Although he had never seen Xiao Mo smile, he looked cold and showed murderous intent towards him from time to time.
But that was also when he warned himself a second time.
Besides that, he never thought about killing himself.
So Yu Yunwei's courage gradually grew again.
One night, Yu Yunwei sneaked into Xiao Mo's room with a dagger and stabbed Xiao Mo in the chest.
But in the end, the stab missed.
By the time Yu Yunwei reacted and felt something was wrong, Xiao Mo was already standing behind her.
Yu Yunwei quickly hid the dagger in his sleeve, turned around and said with a smile: "Brother, you are still awake."
"If I fall asleep, I probably won't wake up." Xiao Mo glanced at her calmly, "Stretch out your hand."
Yu Yunwei clenched his fists angrily, but soon, like a deflated ball, he stretched out his hand towards Xiao Mo, with his white and tender palm facing up.
Xiao Mo's scabbard slapped against her palm again and again.
In addition to the physical pain, the bloody aura from Xiao Mo's scabbard also invaded her bone marrow.
The double pain in her body and soul almost made her faint several times.
"Go back."
After hitting her ten times, Xiao Mo put down the scabbard.
Yu Yunwei, with a pale face and tears in her eyes, walked out of Xiao Mo's room silently.
"Wait." Xiao Mo called out, "Put down the dagger."
Yu Yunwei gritted her teeth, slammed the dagger hidden in her sleeve on the table, and turned away angrily.
But Yu Yunwei still didn't give up.
She tried to poison Xiao Mo and tried to hit him on the head with a mace while he was meditating.
But without exception, Yu Yunwei failed in all of them.
Xiao Mo did not stop her from having such evil thoughts.
But if he was discovered, Yu Yunwei would be hit on the palm of his hand.
Sometimes Yu Yunwei was beaten so badly by Xiao Mo that she was mentally damaged and had to lie in bed for several days.
Yu Yunwei looked at her numb and insensitive palms and could only comfort herself that she didn't have to go to class.
But it didn't take long for Yu Yunwei to find out that he was wrong.
After Yu Yunwei got better, Xiao Mo asked her to make up for all the lessons she had missed.
Every time Yu Yunwei had an idea and was beaten, she would be quiet for a while.
But soon, she came up with new ideas.
This time, Yu Yunwei came up with a good plan.
That night, Yu Yunwei secretly took down the bellyband that her master had hung out to dry on the top of the mountain, and then placed it under Xiao Mo's pillow while he was not paying attention.
When Xue Kui came back and wondered where his bellyband had gone, Yu Yunwei immediately jumped out and said with a red face, "Master, I saw my senior brother seemed to be taking your clothes back to the room."
In the end, as expected, Yu Yunwei and her master found a red bellyband embroidered with plum blossoms under Xiao Mo's pillow.
Yu Yunwei thought that the master would be angry and give Xiao Mo a good lesson.
But who would have thought that when Xiao Mo came back, the master just patted Xiao Mo's head with a half-smile: "Oh, it seems that you have grown up. But you don't have to steal things like bellybands. If you want them, you can ask me anytime. I still have some that haven't been washed yet."
Xiao Mo was stunned at first, then looking at Yu Yunwei next to Xue Kui, he immediately understood what was going on.
Xiao Mo said nothing, but just swung his sword. The blood-red sword energy threw the two of them out of the yard, and by the way, he threw the red bellyband out, which just fell on the head of the Blood Demon.
"Master, how could he be like this? He doesn't even have Master in his eyes!"
The plan failed, but Yu Yunwei continued to add fuel to the fire.
"He doesn't even have me in his eyes."
Xue Kui just smiled, patted the dirt off his round buttocks, took off his bellyband from his head, and placed it on Yu Yunwei's head.
"I'll leave it to you to wash my bellyband."
“.”
Looking at the master's back, Yu Yunwei pinched her red bellyband and pursed her thin lips tightly.
Only then did Yu Yunwei realize that Xiao Mo and his master were like a master-disciple relationship, but also not like a master-disciple relationship.
It seemed that no matter how outrageous Xiao Mo's actions were, his master didn't care.
The next morning, after Xiao Mo finished teaching Yu Yunwei, he left Yexue Peak again.
Yu Yunwei was actually quite curious.
In the past, Xiao Mo spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship at Yexue Peak and rarely went out.
But since Xiao Mo killed the senior brother who was in the Jindan realm at Yunwen Peak a few months ago, Xiao Mo rarely stayed at Yexue Peak, and sometimes he would be out for the whole day.
This time, Yu Yunwei secretly followed Xiao Mo, wanting to see what he was doing.
Yu Yunwei saw Xiao Mo coming to the "Blood Butterfly Pavilion" in Wandao Town.
This is the place in Wandao Town that specializes in selling intelligence.
Not long after, Xiao Mo came out of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion and flew to a mountain.
In a pavilion on the mountain, several monks were drinking.
Xiao Mo walked towards the other party step by step, then drew his long sword and chopped forward without saying a word.
After a fight that lasted half an incense stick, Xiao Mo chopped off the last person's head, threw it on the ground casually, and flew to another place.
For the whole day afterwards, Yu Yunwei saw Xiao Mo constantly looking for one cultivator after another to fight.
Moreover, these people's realms are higher than Xiao Mo's.
By the evening, Yu Yunwei could no longer remember how many Wandao Sect disciples Xiao Mo had killed that day.
"I've been following you all day, come out."
Just as Yu Yunwei was staring at Xiao Mo standing among the pile of corpses in a daze, his voice was heard.
Yu Yunwei was slightly startled, and walked out from behind the tree with her hands clenched.
"Xiao Mo."
"What did you call me?"
"Brother." Yu Yunwei gritted his teeth and changed his address. "Why did you kill them?"
"They, like me, will participate in the Holy Son selection. Xue Kui said they wanted to kill me, so I killed them first." Xiao Mo turned his head and looked at Yu Yunwei. "Is there a problem?"
"No, no," Yu Yunwei swallowed.
"If you don't have any, go back. It's getting late." Xiao Mo put away his sword and walked forward.
"Brother." Looking at Xiao Mo's back, Yu Yunwei called out again, "Do you want to be the Holy Son of the Wandao Sect?"
Yu Yunwei didn't know why she asked this.
Among the disciples of Wandao Sect, who doesn’t want to be the Holy Son?
But Yu Yunwei felt that he was different.
After spending so many days together, Yu Yunwei felt that Xiao Mo had no desires or requests, and seemed to need and want nothing.
"It's okay. I just did it casually when I did it." Xiao Mo replied.
"Just do it for the sake of convenience?" Yu Yun was slightly stunned. "What do you want to do, brother?"
"do what."
Xiao Mo raised his head, the blood-red sunset was imprinted on his body, and the afterglow of the sunset stretched his figure very long.
"I want to set some rules for this place called the Western Region."
(End of this chapter)
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