Showdown, I am the koi of the world of immortality

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

After a moment of silence, Nie Yanchen raised his hand and rubbed Tu Nian's head.

This response may seem like child's play, but in fact, not only Nie Yanchen, but also the rest of the people present believed in Tu Nian's heroic speech.

Nie Yanchen's hesitation was not hesitation, but a kind of relief mixed with worry.

To this day, no one doubts this fifteen-year-old girl's ability to play the word "mixed".

A lower limit may exist, but its owner will not be Tu Nian.

The next day, Tu Nian summoned the other three people who participated in the sect's melee and informed them of Chu Qiurong's injury.

"In short, this is the situation. There are many talents in this competition. If we want to win, Jiuxue, it is obvious that we can no longer rely on hard power alone. We must formulate a more targeted plan."

Tapping on the homemade blackboard hanging on the wall, Tu Nian said to the people across the table.

"So, what's the plan?"

Not understanding why she pointed at the piece of bark that had been removed from the backyard and made a special speech, Song Chengming chose to ask a practical question to show that he was listening carefully. Although Chi Wenzhao and Qin An did not say anything, their expressions were also very focused.

Seeing that the three of them were not shaken by Chu Qiurong's situation, but instead became more motivated, Tu Nian was greatly comforted, and immediately he was equally energetic and analyzed the sect's melee with everyone. Rule core and design.

She spoke carefully, and the three of them listened carefully. She talked like this all day long.

The small meeting lasted until the evening, and they finally found some time to have dinner. After dinner, everyone planned to sort out the details of the plan, but news came from Nie Yanchen, asking Tu Nian to come over.

Tu Nian was afraid that Chu Qiurong would be in trouble again, so he put aside what he was doing and hurried over. As soon as he entered the door, he only saw Nie Yanchen sitting alone in the room, his back facing the door and looking to the side outside the window. His face showed a bit of loneliness.

Tu Nian was startled, but it only took the blink of an eye. Nie Yanchen had turned his head when he heard the footsteps. The smile on his face was the same as when he first met him. There was a bit of mystery in the gentleman, maybe a little more now. gentle.

"Disciple is here, sit down quickly."

Tea was brewed on the table early in the morning. He invited Tu Nian to sit down and poured tea for her. His expression and movements were the same as usual, but when Tu Nian looked at him, he always felt inexplicably lonely.

Sitting down and taking a sip from the tea cup, Tu Nian suppressed the sourness in his heart and asked with a normal expression: "Master is looking for me at this time. Is the second senior brother in bad condition?"

"Ah, no."

Nie Yanchen seemed a little distracted, so he subconsciously answered her question. After reacting, he smiled and added: "Actually, it should be said that it is better than we imagined."

Tu Nian's eyes lit up, "How do you say that?"

Nie Yanchen said: "The power of the soul-breaking sword technique lies in the 'soul-breaking'. Human beings are divided into three souls and seven souls. Among them, Feiguang, Shuangling, and Youjing are the three souls. If one soul is broken, the yin and yang in the body will be It will be imbalanced and cause great harm to the human body.”

"Today Nan Feng and I healed Qiu Rongdu's spiritual energy, and found that the sword technique injured his body but not his soul. In this way, his body can be fully recovered in less than half a month. .”

"That's very good!" Tu Nian said with a smile: "If you put it this way, can the second senior brother be able to contribute more tomorrow?"

"Well, haha." Nie Yanchen laughed dryly, "Maybe not."

"..."

Tu Nian's smile froze, and then he was silent for a while. He put the hand holding the tea cup on the table, lowered his eyelids and muttered: "Let's talk about the important point first. It will make people happy in vain."

The aggrieved look on his face made Nie Yanchen laugh.

Tanshou pushed her broken hair behind her ears and asked, "So, how is the communication on your combat plan going? Is it going well?"

"So that's what master wanted to ask." Tu Nian raised his head and said, "It went very smoothly. Senior brothers and sisters are very active."

Speaking of this, she raised her eyebrows at Nie Yanchen and joked: "Anyway, you are much more positive than Master."

Nie Yanchen pursed his lips, "Really? That's really great."

Oops! Wrong thing to say!

Seeing the obvious darkening in his eyes, Tu Nian immediately tensed up his body.

Then, when her mind was racing, thinking about what to say to restore the atmosphere, Nie Yanchen was one step ahead of her and suddenly spoke, "Actually, I don't want you to worry about these things."

Nie Yanchen slowly rubbed his fingertips and said: "My disciples, what you have to do is to practice seriously and live well. It is not even necessary to practice. As long as you live a happy life, it doesn't matter what Jiuxue's reputation is. Important. That’s what I originally thought.”

Tu Nian frowned and said, "Master..."

Nie Yanchen smiled helplessly, "It's just that I forgot that as a member of Jiuxue, my disciples will also feel melancholy for having such an unsatisfactory master, and feel ashamed for the sect's downfall."

not like this.

Listening to his frustrated voice, Ji Xue's past, and how he was forced to take the position of the sect leader, the stories that Bo Qiu had told flashed through Tu Nian's mind over and over again.

In order to prevent Jiu Xue from being involved in the war for fame and wealth.

In order to give the disciples in the sect a complete life, he lost his youth.

In these days of competition, how much pressure did he have to watch one competition after another?

Feeling sad, Tu Nian clenched her fists. She wanted to say something, but Nie Yanchen continued to speak.

"So before, Nan Feng took care of the sect's trivial matters for me, and now I have you, Junior Four, to take on the pressure of winning the competition for me. But what I always wanted to avoid has actually come true."

"Jiuxue became the target of public criticism, and Qiurong was injured... To be honest, I really don't know what the meaning of my actions as a sect leader or master is."

"not like this."

Interrupting him, Tu Nian stretched out his hand, rubbed his white fingers out of his palms in distress, and sniffed, "Master, that's not the case."

Holding Nie Yanchen's fingertips, she wanted to comfort and enlighten her, but when she thought that the original work only described him as an incompetent sect master, and how others misunderstood him, she felt very sad. She opened her mouth several times, but she didn't know. How to use his forbearance and greatness to cover up such sloppy speculation.

Finally, it was Nie Yanchen who spoke.

"Xiaosi, you are still young, so you may not understand. I am not saying this to comfort you."

As he spoke, he gently pulled out his fingers, and then placed his entire palm on the back of Tu Nian's hand.

The palms of his hands were calloused from years of holding swords. When they touched the skin, they were rough and warm, like a father's hands.

Tu Nian's eyes became wet almost instantly.

"I know, Xiaosi, that you are very concerned about this competition, but compared to the reputation of the sect, you are the most important. Therefore, no matter whether you win or lose tomorrow, I want you to come back unscathed."

Looking into her red eyes, Nie Yanchen said: "This is the order of the sect master."

There is one more chapter!