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

Fu Tiancheng was shocked to see that Wen Ye’s eyes were almost blazing with anger, and he spoke quickly.

"Wen Ye, don't be angry. You misunderstood. Liu Qingpeng didn't mean that."

"I guarantee you with my life that we will take him back and we will never do anything to him."

"Besides, the spiritual energy in the sect is rich, which can better heal his injuries."

Wen Ye glared at Liu Qingpeng, gritting his teeth.

If he had the strength now, he would definitely be beaten up.

Liu Qingpeng looked at him, snorted coldly, and prepared to speak.

Fu Tiancheng's eyelids jumped, and he grabbed the person and pushed him towards the door.

"I'll take him away, Yuncheng, you talk."

For the time being, Yun Cheng and Wen Ye were the only ones left in the room.

Yun Cheng looked at the sparks in Wen Ye's eyes, smiled kindly, patted his shoulder, and spoke slowly.

"Don't be angry, that's just the way he talks."

"After all, you, the senior, are also in the Void God Realm, and you appeared in the territory of our Tianyang Sect with serious injuries."

"It is reasonable for us in the Tianyang Sect to lend a hand. If there are any misunderstandings, let's wait until he gets better."

The anger on Wen Ye's face gradually disappeared, but his clenched fists indicated his uneasy mood.

Seeing this, Yun Cheng sighed secretly and changed the topic to Yan Ping.

"He was injured so badly, why didn't he retreat to recover?"

Wen Ye had known Yan Ping for so many days, but he had never even seen Yan Ping meditate or regulate his breathing, let alone recuperate.

He took a deep breath to calm his emotions before speaking.

"do not know."

Yun Cheng looked at him like this and felt that Liu Qingpeng was committing a sin.

He was such a polite kid before, but he ended up ruining the reputation of the sect, and now no one wants to pay attention to him.

Yun Cheng took out a box of ointment from his bag and handed it to Wen Ye, looking at the confusion in his eyes.

He pointed at the scar on Yan Ping's body and said with some heartache.

"This is the black jade ointment I just made. Apply it on external injuries to speed up wound healing and remove scars."

"The spiritual medicine used in it is quite expensive, so don't waste it when you use it."

"It's considered as compensation for Liu Qingpeng's wrong words."

Wen Ye was silent for a moment before taking the box from Yun Cheng.

"Thank you, Elder Yun."

Yun Cheng waved his hand with a smile.

"I'm glad you don't blame him. Liu Qingpeng has always been a resolute person. I'm afraid he will leave in an hour. You pack up first. When you get back to Tianyang Sect, I'll bring you some medicine."

After Yun Cheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

The room fell silent again.

Wen Ye sat silently beside the bed, looking at Yan Ping.

His cultivation was indeed very low, so low that if anything happened to Yan Ping, he would not have any ability to protect Yan Ping.

Although Fu Tiancheng and Yun Chengdu spoke kindly, he would not be able to resist if Liu Qingpeng wanted to take him away by force.

Strength is the basis of everything.

……

In the corridor, Fu Tiancheng dragged Liu Qingpeng away and spoke with a look of disappointment.

"You can't say something nice."

"You keep telling me that I was cheated, why don't you tell me that you always say bad things and make others angry and resentful."

"Being an elder of the Punishment Hall makes you cocky."

Liu Qingpeng didn't say anything. When passing a corner, Fu Tiancheng turned his head and saw the imperceptible curve of his mouth. His eyes suddenly widened.

"Liu Qingpeng, are you laughing?"

Liu Qingpeng glanced at him, pulled his sleeve back from his hand, brushed it off, and continued walking forward.

"Don't you think this kid is pretty brave?"

Fu Tiancheng was stunned for a moment.

Liu Qingpeng has been in charge of the sect's rules and regulations in the Punishment Hall for many years, and he often sees blood. Over time, he has a gloomy aura about him.

People who don't know his identity will subconsciously avoid him when they see him. Just now, Wen Ye dared to stop him and challenge him. It seems that he is really brave.

Fu Tiancheng suddenly came to his senses and chased after him.

"What does it matter if he's bold or not, or if he speaks rudely to you?"

Liu Qingpeng: "It's fun to tease."

Fu Tiancheng's face suddenly showed a look of astonishment, "You can also tease children?"

Liu Qingpeng glanced at him again and said calmly, "I can't tease you?"

Fu Tiancheng's expression was a little distorted, "But who would tease a child like you?"

"I am happy if you take care of me."

The auction in Qingyuan City officially begins tonight and will last for five days.

Fu Tiancheng was the leader of this team and wanted to go back with them, but was flatly rejected by Liu Qingpeng.

"The issue of the City Lord's Mansion trafficking mortal monks is only a temporary solution. You still have to stay here to deter some scoundrels."

When Liu Qingpeng said this, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Search Qingyuan City thoroughly again, from top to bottom, and catch and kill all the bedbugs that should be caught. Don't let any of them go."

Fu Tiancheng's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd.

It was his own responsibility to lead the team this time.

Thinking of Wen Ye and Yan Ping, Fu Tiancheng couldn't help but start to give them instructions.

"It's okay for me not to go back, you have to take good care of them."

"Especially Wen Ye, you should be nicer when talking to him,"

"He has a great talent for formations, but he doesn't have a master yet."

"I want to take him as my disciple."

……

Towards evening, Mu Qingwan, wearing a light blue dress, came to the door of Yan Ping's room. Just as she was about to knock on the door, she met the eyes of Wen Ye, who was sitting in a chair in a trance.

One is gentle, the other is plain with a hint of alienation.

Although they had only met twice before, Wen Ye's attitude back then was not as indifferent as it is now.

She was seriously injured today. While she was bandaging her wound, Fu Tiancheng came to her and briefly told her what had happened before.

Elder Liu's stiff way of speaking can indeed be offensive.

Mu Qingwan sighed secretly, and then spoke gently.

"Brother Wen, there is chaos outside the city today. Are you injured?"

When Wen Ye heard the title of "junior brother", he felt a little strange in his heart, but he did not refute. He looked at the wound on Mu Qingwan's shoulder that was still bandaged.

He stood up and started pouring tea from the side.

"I'm fine, how are you?"

Mu Qingwan shook her head gently, then walked in, "I'm fine too. Although I have some injuries, they are mostly superficial."

"Just go back to the sect and recuperate for a while."

Wen Ye was stunned for a moment, then handed the teacup over, "Are you going back to Tianyang Sect too?"

Mu Qingwan smiled gently and took the teacup generously, "Master Fu is worried that you will be bullied when you return to the sect because you are unfamiliar with the place."

"It just so happened that I was injured, so he asked me to go back with you."

Otherwise she wouldn't know what just happened.

Wen Ye was not unaware of their good intentions, but he could only remain silent.

Fortunately, Mu Qingwan didn't care, but looked at Yan Ping, who was neatly dressed but sleeping on the bed.

The item delivered to the auction today was a black robe.

The pure black fabric made Yan Ping look even paler and sicker.

The tightly closed eyes can make people feel pity.

Mu Qingwan: "How is Senior Yan?"

Wen Ye: "Elder Yun didn't see the reason."

Mu Qingwan turned her head to look at his now taciturn appearance and sighed.

"Don't worry, Senior Yan, good fortune will come to you."

Mu Qingwan said as she took out a palm-sized formation plate and handed it to Wen Ye.

"Senior Brother Tong was busy and couldn't come over, so he asked me to bring this to you."

It was the spirit-scattering array plate that Tong Wencai had said he would get before, but Wen Ye had not expected it to be so small. He took the plate and found that it was only big enough to hold three spirit beads.

Judging from Yan Ping's previous experience in absorbing spiritual energy, this array plate is not very effective. However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat, and it is better than having no spiritual energy at all.

Wen Ye: "Will Senior Brother Tong go back with us?"

Mu Qingwan shook her head.

"He needs to help here, otherwise Master Fu will be too busy."

Wen Ye: "Then I can only thank you later."

Seeing the pity in his eyes, Mu Qingwan couldn't help but laugh, and a gentler temperament appeared around her.

"When you join the Tianyang Sect in the future, we will meet again."

She noticed the luggage that Wen Ye had prepared, which consisted of a simple bag and a sword. She then looked at the black robe on Yan Ping and thought for a moment before speaking.

"Elder Liu and the others have almost made the arrangements."

"The way we are returning this time is not normal. I will go and prepare two cloaks for you."

A hint of doubt appeared in Wen Ye's eyes.

Mu Qingwan's eyebrows curved, "You will know later."