I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Ji Heyu had just finished speaking when he decisively overturned his own words.

"Impossible, it's not that something happened to Yuanzhou."

If something happened in Yuanzhou, the leader would not have taken action at such a critical moment just now.

It was at this time that Ji Heyu belatedly realized the unusualness in this relationship. He looked a little shocked and looked at Yan Ping who was sleeping on the bed with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

"Yan Ping has a sister?"

And the ruler of heaven and earth is his sister?

No wonder he lost control when he heard the title of co-leader.

Wen Ye hummed lightly.

Unless necessary, Yan Ping rarely mentioned anything related to him in front of them.

It's normal that Ji Heyu is not clear.

Wen Ye paid more attention to Ji Heyu's other words. He looked at Ji Heyu and his voice was slightly hoarse.

"Why couldn't something happen to Yuanzhou?"

"Because of Yan Ping." Ji Heyu retracted his gaze and placed it on Wen Ye, saying solemnly, "He dared to come to Qingzhou, so he must have anticipated the situation in Yuanzhou."

If Yuanzhou can't hold on for three to five years, Ji Heyu doesn't believe Yan Ping will leave.

Wen Ye's eyes darkened, "So something happened to his sister."

Ji Heyu didn't know how much Yan Ping cared about his sister, but seeing that Yan Ping still had this reaction even after losing his memory, he thought it must be not low.

"Not necessarily. She took action just now. She must have run into trouble."

Ji Heyu felt a headache when he said this, "But Yan Ping cares about this matter very much, should we tell him?"

Wen Ye didn't say anything. He felt that the effect of the medicine in his body was gradually decreasing. The pain seemed to have broken through the membrane and swept over him again.

Fine beads of cold sweat emerged from his forehead, and his back felt cold and wet.

It took him a long time to suppress the pain. His eyes were black and white, with a hint of stubbornness.

"can not say."

Ji Heyu was stunned, "Why can't I say it?"

"It will irritate him." Wen Ye closed his eyes. Only then did he recall what Yan Ping said when he briefly recovered his memory.

And the strange feeling after Yan Ping said those words, which was almost out of control.

"He knew he would lose his memory. He sealed his memory himself."

Wen Ye raised his hand and pressed his head to ease the piercing pain in his head. Now that Yan Ping had calmed down, he had time to recall the brief time they had spent together.

Yan Ping knew very well that he would lose his memory, but he still let it go.

Yan Ping said that there was something in the Wuwang Sea that was calling him. If Yan Ping could not stop, would he enter the Wuwang Sea?

Wen Ye recalled the moment they first met, he saw the boundless and sparkling sea illuminated by the moonlight.

Qingzhou is in the Wuwang Sea, perhaps just a grain of sand on the lake. If Yan Ping enters the Wuwang Sea, can he come back?

Wen Ye's breathing involuntarily became lighter, and his heart felt a pain.

Ji Heyu had not heard their conversation before, and was completely stunned by this.

He never thought that Yan Ping had forgotten everything because of himself.

Why did Yan Ping do this?

He opened his mouth, but when he saw that Wen Ye was obviously different, he stopped talking. His expression changed slightly and he walked to Wen Ye's side.

Seeing that Wen Ye was normal just now, he almost forgot that there was something wrong with Wen Ye. That person would say that Wen Ye's soul was broken.

At this moment, Gou Yuze, who had been standing nearby like a wooden man, put away his thoughtful look and also appeared behind Wen Ye.

"Is the matter over?"

Wen Ye didn't reply to him. The pain had completely overwhelmed him and his breathing became extremely light.

"Senior Rufeng, Yan Ping said that Qingzhou is about to face a disaster. You have to go and see what it is..."

Before he could finish his words, his whole body suddenly went limp.

Ji Heyu was startled by the words "Qingzhou's disaster" and was slow to react. When he wanted to go forward to help him, he saw that he was supported by Gou Yuze.

Ji Heyu looked up at Gou Yuze who had knocked Wen Ye unconscious. Before he could say anything, he saw Gou Yuze straighten his expression and sighed at him, like an elder.

"Alright, you youngsters are all seriously injured. It's okay to take things a little slower."

"He is seriously injured, and so are you. If you have anything to say, wait and see."

After Gou Yuze finished speaking, he took Wen Ye to a soft couch nearby. This time he did not give him acupuncture. Instead, he raised his hand and released a ball of spiritual power, covering the center of Wen Ye's eyebrows.

Ji Heyu's face looked bad indeed, and he also looked gloomy. He had just been in the dungeon for a while, and when he came out he encountered such a thing.

He knows nothing about what's going on outside now.

Now that Wen Ye is in trouble, he can't just leave to heal his wounds.

Ji Heyu walked up to Gou Yuze and asked with a scrutinizing look, "What are you doing?"

Gou Yuze: "Look at his spiritual condition. If you are worried, come in and take a look. And also, take a look at what is going on with him."

Upon hearing this, Ji Heyu cast a trace of his spiritual consciousness into Wen Ye's soul.

Wen Ye's soul space was filled with a churning white color. The soul on the top layer was constantly being torn apart, but it was also constantly closing and sweeping together, and then torn apart into several pieces, over and over again.

Gou Yuze's spiritual consciousness stood far away and watched Ji Heyu come in. He raised his hand and pointed at Wen Ye's soul.

"When I first saw him, I found that his mind was unstable and fluctuating greatly."

"I've given him medicine and used silver needles to stimulate his spirit. Logically, his condition should be much better."

"But the effect on him is minimal. When his emotions are stable, it's fine, no different from usual. But once his emotions arise, the fluctuations in his soul become extremely strong."

"It's so strong that it can tear apart the soul, but it will continue to heal on its own. Have you ever seen such a situation?"

Ji Heyu frowned when he saw the scene in Wen Ye's soul space.

He had already noticed Wen Ye's spiritual problems before, but after checking, he found nothing.

At that time, Wen Ye was fine except for some spiritual fluctuations from time to time. He regularly drew talismans for Wen Ye to comfort his soul, and there had never been any problems.

When he met Yan Ping for the first time, he had already told Yan Ping that Wen Ye's soul was not feeling right. Didn't Yan Ping find anything to comfort Wen Ye's soul?

But it wouldn't be possible for Wen Ye's soul to be torn apart like this in less than a month.

Besides, it is normal for the soul to be injured and then healed, but what happened to Wen Ye, where it was torn apart and healed quickly, is definitely not normal.

"I haven't seen it before. Let me try drawing a talisman."

Ji Heyu acted extremely decisively. After he finished speaking, he used his spiritual consciousness to form a talisman, which fell on Wen Ye's soul.

The moment his talisman fell, his soul, which had been churning endlessly, became quiet for a moment, but it never stopped.

Useful, but not much.