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

The auction in Qingyuan City was in chaos.

Liu Qingpeng took the demon cultivator down to interrogate him, and the disciples he brought with him for support took care of the injured.

Fu Tiancheng brought Wen Ye to a room which was quite spacious with bright windows.

There is a hot water bucket behind the screen on one side, and two sets of clothes are placed on the cabinet next to it.

Fu Tiancheng pointed into the room.

"You guys stay here first. I'll have someone send some spirit beads over. I'll get someone to check on him later."

Wen Ye was still worried about Yan Ping on his body, so he nodded.

"Thank you, Master Fu."

After Fu Tiancheng left, Wen Ye put Yan Ping next to the bed.

It rained for too long today, and Yan Ping's body was wet and cold, and his white robe was stained with mud and water.

Wen Ye stood beside the bed, looking at Yan Ping's pale and delicate face, and fell silent.

According to common sense, he should dry Yan Ping and change his clothes.

But looking at Yan Ping's face, Wen Ye felt like he was taking advantage of someone's unpreparedness and acting like a hooligan.

Thousands of thoughts come to mind, but it only takes a moment.

Wen Ye chose a compromise. He took off Yan Ping's muddy outer robe and used the remaining spiritual power to dry his inner clothes.

It went smoothly at first, but problems arose during the drying step.

Once the spiritual power approaches Yan Ping's skin, it will be absorbed by him.

Wen Ye frowned and thought to just let it go.

But when he looked at Yan Ping's face again, with his eyes closed, Wen Ye discovered that his eyelashes were very long, long enough to cast a shadow on his eyes.

The wet hair stuck to his face, making him look even paler and even look fragile and pitiful.

When Wen Ye thought of this, he couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his forehead.

He felt that Yan Ping was a truly amazing person. When he was sober, he gave people the feeling of a rich and noble young man, and he was full of energy and vitality, with no signs of injury on his body at all.

But once he closes his eyes, his pale face can be transformed into a weapon to harvest people's hearts.

On the night when Yan Ping identified the wrong person, Wen Ye couldn't guarantee that he was not affected by this at all, which was why he let it go so lightly and continued to hang out with him.

Wen Ye put his hand down and resigned himself to changing Yan Ping's clothes.

……

Inside the auction.

After Fu Tiancheng left Wen Ye, he went to find someone to prepare the spirit beads and send them over.

Liu Qingpeng had just stuffed the people into the dungeon when he came out and saw him.

Liu Qingpeng narrowed his eyes, then walked to Fu Tiancheng's side, "Who are those two people? They actually made you so concerned about their arrangement."

Liu Qingpeng is in charge of the sect's disciplines and rules in the Tianyang Sect's Punishment Hall, and is known for his impartiality and ruthlessness.

There was not a single disciple in the Tianyang Sect who was not afraid of him. The disciple who was talking to Fu Tiancheng hurried away when he saw him coming.

Fu Tiancheng turned to look at him, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Liu Qingpeng, do you know that your aura is very scary?"

Liu Qingpeng snorted expressionlessly, "I am the head of the Punishment Hall, not the head of the Charity Hall."

Fu Tiancheng twitched his lips and changed the subject.

"Why are you here?"

"You are not in the sect?"

Liu Qingpeng nodded and said, "I came out for an inspection. I just received your report and brought people here."

The territory of Tianyang Sect is very large. People from the Punishment Hall go down the mountain once a year to supervise disciples in various places, which is called inspection.

It just happened to be a coincidence that Liu Qingpeng was there this time, otherwise regular support would have taken at least three days.

Liu Qingpeng turned and walked into the house, asking as he spoke.

"What exactly happened to you here?"

Fu Tiancheng sighed, followed him, and told him everything that had happened in the past two days.

As for Yan Ping's final method of killing, Fu Tiancheng thought about it and decided to tell Liu Qingpeng in detail.

Liu Qingpeng frowned and thought for a while, "Do you know where he came from?"

Fu Tiancheng shook his head, "He appeared suddenly, I haven't investigated."

"A person with unknown origins, who also kills people in a similar way to the demon cultivators, and who even caused this incident."

Liu Qingpeng frowned and spoke bluntly.

"I suspect he has something to do with the demon cultivator involved in this matter."

Fu Tiancheng wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that what he said was reasonable.

But Fu Tiancheng disagreed.

"You are being too arbitrary in saying that."

"He's doing himself no good by doing this."

Liu Qingpeng looked at him with a cold expression.

"Who said there's no benefit? Are you planning to take him back to the clan now?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Tiancheng nodded hesitantly, but in fact he hadn't thought it through yet.

Liu Qingpeng's eyes were extremely cold, "You are obsessed with formations, you probably don't know that the sect has recruited a new genius in swordsmanship."

"It is said that he is being hunted by the demonic cultivators, and the sect has hidden him away to protect him."

"If this person is really related to the demon cultivator, I'm afraid he came here for this reason."

Shock appeared in Fu Tiancheng's eyes.

Then Fu Tiancheng became anxious. He had only met Yan Ping a few times, but he really didn't think that Yan Ping was the kind of person who came to assassinate.

Not to mention anything else, just the ease with which Yan Ping killed Cheng Hao showed that he wanted to hunt down a genius who hadn't grown up yet, so he wouldn't let him get away.

"You haven't seen..."

What Fu Tiancheng wanted to say gradually disappeared under Liu Qingpeng's cold gaze.

Although Fu Tiancheng and Liu Qingpeng are older now, they always trained together when they were young and encountered many things along the way.

Liu Qingpeng sighed, "The last time I went out with you, you said that girl was pitiful and would definitely not hurt anyone. What happened next?"

Later, the girl secretly poisoned them and almost killed them in the deserted mountains.

"And that old man, I told you how could a normal person come to talk to me on his own initiative, but you insisted that he thought we were righteous and that he came to ask for help."

It turned out that the old man was the one who controlled the strange beasts to massacre the village.

Every time I get cheated, I can prove that what Liu Qingpeng said is right.

Later, Fu Tiancheng seldom went out and spent most of his time studying formations in the sect.

At this time, Fu Tiancheng's face turned red. Thinking back to his past deeds, he began to doubt his life.

"Have I been deceived again?"

Liu Qingpeng glanced at him and said nothing.

What Liu Qingpeng said was just the worst guess.

This matter is not simple. Cheng Hao abducted and sold mortal cultivators and turned them into demonic cultivators. The sect conducts inspections every year, but no one knows about it.

In addition, with the new genius in the sect, the demon cultivators are getting restless again. I'm afraid that the Demon Realm is going to make some moves again.

In times of trouble, it is better to be cautious.

Fu Tiancheng was still a little unwilling. It would be too embarrassing if he didn't do what he promised.

"What about them?"

"What if they really just encountered this incident?"

"And it really saved me."

When Liu Qingpeng heard this, he immediately spoke in an unpleasant tone.

"According to what you said, he almost killed you."

Liu Qingpeng felt a bit of a headache when he heard this. Formation Master is a very popular profession in Qingzhou. Fu Tiancheng only brought some commonly used items when he went out this time.

But the total value was hundreds of thousands of spirit beads, and they were gone just like that.

Seeing Fu Tiancheng's depressed expression, Liu Qingpeng sighed secretly and softened his attitude.

"What I just said is just inference. Since you want to save him, then do it. I will make a decision after he wakes up."

Fu Tiancheng suddenly became excited.

"Going right now."