Chapter 23 Responsible for Killing

It's late at night, and people who have been busy all day are sleeping and waiting for the next day, but in this world, there are three kinds of people who don't sleep.

The first kind, the person who licks the wound and waits for the prey. The second is people who go out to have fun in the dark, and there is also a person who has too many bored things in their hearts and can't sleep peacefully.

After listening to Qin Xuan's door close, Ye Xuan breathed a deep sigh of relief. A calm day passed again, and things during the day surged to his mind. Ye Xuan frowned and walked in the opposite direction of the previous home.

About half an hour, Ye Xuan's footsteps stopped in front of a wide gate, with four large golden characters engraved directly above the gate.

"Qinfeng College!"

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In the deep corner of the college is a simple and unpretentious cottage. It is hard to imagine that there will be such a simple place in the Qinfeng College, one of the four colleges of Yanjing. What's more unexpected is the room where the dean lives.

In the middle of the night, a faint light was projected from the room, and a faint sigh and a violent cough of the old man could be faintly heard inside.

"Guck!" The knock on the door surprised the old man inside. It's Xiaoxuan! Come in!" The old voice is like a dilapidated boat in the ocean, and there is a possibility of overturning the sunken ship at any time.

The door was pushed open, and Ye Xuan walked in with a worried face, "Teacher, you should pay attention to your health."

The old man raised his turbid eyes, and a smile flashed on his thin face, "Xiaoxuan! It's so late. Isn't it so simple for you to just come to see the teacher?"

Ye Xuan sighed deeply, "Teacher, Yanjing's "Battle of the Four Hospitals" is about to begin. Are you still working hard for this?"

"Ha ha." The old man laughed bitterly at himself, "What can Cao Lao do? Now there are few decent students in my Qinfeng College, and I'm afraid this "Battle of the Four Colleges" will be at the bottom again.

"Teacher, why did you watch the white-toothed old bastard of Qinwu College poach the students from you without stopping him? Why don't you go to the royal family and tell the king?

The old man shook his head helplessly and said earnestly, "Xiao Xuan, you should know what the teacher is. Those students have their own choices. What's the use of staying even if I force them? Since Baiya used tricks to drive away the fog and replace the dean of the Qinwu College, the teacher has been frustrated with the royal family. Even if he wants this Qinfeng College, I won't be too sad.

"Teacher, why do you lie to yourself?" Ye Xuan was a little excited, "If you don't have any feelings for the Qinfeng College? Why do you suffer from sleeping all night every day? If you don't say anything, you still want the piano style college to go back to the past.

The old man was quite frustrated when he was seen through his mind by his disciples at a glance: "Oh, so what can you do? Now the strongest student of Qinfeng College is a fourth-level martial artist, and the strongest student is a third-level pianist. No one can represent the Qinfeng Academy at all.

"Teacher, I have the best candidate in my heart." Ye Xuan opened his mouth and said.

"Oh?" The old man was stunned and frowned together.

"Your old friend is a disciple of Dean Wutian."

The old man's face changed and he quickly stood up, "What? Did you see the fog? Where is he now?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and replied softly, "Teacher, don't worry, I didn't see Dean Wutian."

"I'm impulsive. According to Wutian's surname, I won't come back without complete certainty to take back the Qinfeng College." The old man calmed down and looked at Ye Xuan doubtfully, "Then how do you know that he is a disciple of Wutian?"

"Because he is a fourth-order pianist, and all the songs he plays are made by Dean Wutian." Ye Xuan must have said.

"How old is he?"

"Fifteen or sixteen years old."

The old man's eyes were wide open and he exclaimed, "Such a young pianist?"

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The delicious lobby in the world, in the same place yesterday, has been waiting patiently here since the morning, waiting for the damn prey. The boss really regarded Xia as a distinguished guest and served him happily with a smile on his face, but once he left Xia's table, his face became gloomy.

"Damn it, what time is it? Don't those bastards come to help?

Jing Xia naturally understood that the other party was scolding several big men who died tragically yesterday. He could not expect that they would never appear again, let alone that the murderer was in front of him.

It was another morning. Jianxia only drank a glass of wine, and the delicacies on the table did not move. In his opinion, without the company of Mengyu, no matter how good he ate, it was tasteless.

"Little brother, can I sit here?"

Xia was slightly surprised. He looked up and saw a kind old face. He nodded gently, "Casual."

There was a trace of appreciation in the old man's eyes. After sitting down opposite Jian Xia, he asked, "Little brother, don't you look like you're here to eat?"

"Well, I'm waiting for someone."

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "Who are you waiting for?"

Xia's eyes flashed coldly and said coldly, "Wait for a dead man."

"Ha ha, the gentle murderous intention of the grade should not be too high, otherwise you will go the wrong way in the future." The old man was not intimidated by Xia, but said a meaningful word.

Xia was unmoved and clearly bit out a few words, "But he deserves to die."

The old man frowned, and his turbid old eyes were quite regretful, "How's your teacher's foggy day?"

Xia's face changed, and he showed surprise for the first time after returning to Yanjing, "Who are you?"

Feeling the cautious eyes of Xia Ji, the old man's eyes softened. "It seems right. I don't know if he has mentioned me to you. My name is "Berhe."

Xia Tong shrank tightly, "Are you the dean of the Qinfeng College?"

"Hehe, do you know this yourself or did your teacher tell you?"

Jian Xia came to his senses and showed a trace of respect. "This is what I heard in Yanjing. The teacher only told me that you were his good friend and told him about the "phaseless lyre."

"Sure enough, as I expected, the fog is really looking for the phaseless lyre."

Jian Xia nodded, and his voice was no longer so cold. "Teacher, he wants to find the phaseless lyre and then take back the Qinwu College."

"Hmm! I hope he can find it." Bo He sighed and fell into meditation.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came into Xia's ears, and Xia's body was shocked, and his eyes suddenly turned blood red. He would not forget this voice anyway. At the door, Lan Guang held a hot woman with thick makeup and exposed clothes in his arms. Jiang Xia's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he finally came.

In time for Xia to take action, a thin arm pressed tightly on his shoulder, changed Xia's face and said in a low voice, "Mr. Bohe, please let me go."

Bohe's turbid eyes became sharp, his face shook his head solemnly, and his lips touched gently. "You can't kill him like this. It is a martial king who secretly protects him. Once you take action, your life will be insecure."

Xia's eyes turned red, "But I can't control so much? It's hard to extinguish the anger in my heart if I don't kill him. Lan Guang had passed behind him and then stepped into the passage on the second floor.

Bohe still didn't mean to let go of his hand and shouted in a low voice, "Come out with me. I have something to tell you."

Xia frowned, and the opportunity was in front of him. He couldn't allow himself to miss it. Even if he died, he must get rid of Lan Guang.

"Go out with me, and I will give you a chance to kill Lan Guang." Bohe clasped the palm of his hand, pulled Xia out, and then turned into a remote alley.

"Why did you stop me? Why did you stop me?" Jiang Xia stared at Bohe angrily, even if the other party was a friend of the teacher.

"Well, stinky boy, if it weren't for me, you would have become a corpse now."

"How about that? As long as you can kill him, what's the matter with death? If you don't beat Xia Qi, a good opportunity will be wasted, but it doesn't matter. You can go back and wait for him to come out.

Bo He sneered and scolded, "How did Wutian teach such a stupid disciple as you? Do you want to see that you kill Lan Guang first, and then you are killed by the person who protects him, and finally anger the royal family and involve your parents?"

Jian Xia's face changed, and he actually forgot Bai Liucun's parents. His heart suddenly felt cold. He was a little lucky to meet Bohe, and he became embarrassed again in a blink of an eye. "But I must kill him."

"Well, didn't I say I would give you a chance to kill him?"

He lit up Xia's eyes and said skeptically, "What can you do?"

Bohe sighed deeply and turned his eyes elsewhere, "Kid, in fact, I'm selfish to come to you this time, but after seeing that your enemy is Lan Guang, I also feel that God has acquiesced in my selfishness."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xia is a little confused.

"Ky, in half a month, it will be the "Battle of the Four Colleges" in Yanjing. I believe you have heard that my piano and wind college has been under the pressure of the Qinwu College for a year, and now in the college, I can't even find a big pianist, and even the strongest martial artist is a level four, so I came to find it. You."

Xia was stunned and asked doubtfully, "What does that have to do with me avenging Lan Guang?"

"Of course it matters. Have you forgotten that Lan Guang is from Lingwu College? As long as you play for my piano school, you can avenge him openly in the ring.

Xia was surprised and looked at the other party like a monster, "Mr. Bohe, are you mistaken? If I kill him in front of a person from the fourth college, then my identity will not be more than the world? Do my parents still have a way to live?

"Hehe, you stinky boy, why aren't you confused this time?" Bohe smiled faintly and said, "The competition of the four colleges and universities can kill people. This rule is set by the royal family. In order to cultivate better martial artists, the Blue Wind Empire pays attention to killing decisively and ruthlessly, and they announced outside that after killing people in the game, if someone wants to take revenge on the murderer after the game, That is to be the enemy of the whole Blue Wind Empire.

"So that's it." Jiang Xia suddenly realized.

Bohe continued: "Yan Kyoto knows this rule. You can ask around. There are no people who dare to kill royal students from beginning to end, so they are unscrupulous. You can rest assured that they will not throw stones at their feet."

The infinite cold light gushed out of Xia's eyes, and he has believed most of the words of Bo He. As long as his parents will not be implicated, he can risk his life and regard it as going to Meng Yu as a companion.

"Kid, would you like to replace me in the piano school?" Bo He asked seriously.

Xia's eyes condensed and clearly bit out a few words, "I'm only responsible for killing people."

Ps (tears for collection, tears for recommendation, o (∩_∩) o)